1996 Cranberry fruit

See clearly who is coming.

Fu Shiyi's brows moved:

"Greetings to the Seventh Young Master, Senior Feng."

Feng Yu, who was dressed in black robes, stopped for a moment on Fu Shiyi. The scar on his face jumped, and a strange smile appeared on his handsome face.

When Fu Shiyi saw this, his heart moved.

Could it be that the other party has been hiding in the dark?

That uncle...

as expected.

The next moment, the Seventh Young Master's extremely charming voice sounded:

"Miss Fu is indeed the chosen one with the body of all spirits. She can even subdue the ghost servants of the fifth-level master of formations. Not bad, not bad. We brothers and sisters are worrying about how to open the treasure entrance magic formation. We never thought I was dozing off when someone gave me a pillow."

The implication.

Next trip to the treasure.

Fu Shiyi had to go together regardless of whether he wanted to or not, and he had to summon his uncle Fu Zhifei.

"Mr. Feng, let's go into the garden and have a look."

Seeing that Fu Shiyi's expression changed and he was in a good mood, the Seventh Young Master walked towards Wu Jin's house.

Feng Yu followed him.

After taking two steps, he turned around and smiled evilly at Fu Shiyi:

"Miss Fu, you opened the formation, and you will naturally have a share of the harvest inside. Come in together."

Feng Yu's magnetic voice was completely opposite to that of the Seventh Young Master. His tough appearance was completely different from the Seventh Young Master's softness. His aura was more comfortable than the Seventh Young Master's.

"Senior Xie Feng."

Fu Shiyi was cursing in his heart at this moment.

She was quickly thinking about the possibility of an escape. She was also thinking about how to take her uncle Fu Zhifei with her in disguise.

The Consciousness Sea Space cannot be used in front of others.

Step into Wujin House.

A strong breath came to him instantly.

The moment you enter the yard.

Fu Shiyi shrank and was stunned by the scene in front of him.

But I saw that the whole yard was full of intertwined branches and vines. The lantern-shaped leaves on the branches were constantly changing green and red. The entire five-entry courtyard was forged from a high-level spiritual plant, and this tree After losing the care of dedicated people, the spiritual plants became lush and grew wildly.

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The tops of overlapping vines.

There are a few red spiritual fruits the size of an adult's thumb hanging here and there.

The refreshing fragrance overflows from this spiritual fruit.

Fruity aroma enters the body.

The true energy in Fu Shiyi's body began to circulate involuntarily.

"I found a treasure!"

Fu Shishi was delighted.

She counted carefully and found that this vine had produced a total of sixteen spiritual fruits, ten of which were already mature. Considering how well she broke the magic circle, Seventh Young Master and Feng Yu would surely leave one or two for her.

"What a pity, it turned out to be a long fruit."

There was disappointment in Seventh Young Master's words.

Fu Shiyi was shocked.

She suddenly raised her head and looked at the red fruits all over the yard.

Take a closer look.

But I saw that there was indeed a long thin line hanging from the ends of these spiritual fruits. This thin line was pure white in color, which was the label of the Changxiu fruit.

The Chang'e fruit has long been extinct in the outside world.

This spiritual fruit is suitable for late-stage Jindan monks.

One spiritual fruit can directly break through one level.

However, this spiritual fruit is also effective after being taken for the first time. The more important thing is that the Chang'e fruit needs to be picked before being taken. Otherwise, the medicinal effect will dissipate within half a cup of tea. No matter how it is stored, it will not work. save.

"Seventh Young Master, Senior Feng, can you reward me with these Chang'e fruits?"

The Seventh Young Master snorted coldly and ignored Fu Shiyi.

Feng Yu seemed difficult to get along with, but he nodded slowly:

"The Chang'an fruit is of no use to us. Miss Fu, you can pick as many as you can."

I saw him wave his sleeves.

Suddenly, auras of light spread across the sky, and ripe fruits were picked and fell in front of Fu Shiyi.