Everyone watched intently at the situation in the small palace in the crystal box.

Pang Maimai found that more than one person was holding his breath.

Enough is enough, these shameful voyeurs!

Although she herself was really cutely transformed by these two.

Don't know how two flowers are □□? Pollination?

Can it be hybridized?

What if the hybridization produces a bunch of seeds? Or will there be a small plant?

Will it be to give birth to a few flower spirit babies directly?

How did Senior Brother Lin and Wanshan Zhenren discuss the distribution of the baby? Give one to Wanshan Zhenren?

She actually wants a flower spirit baby! It's going to be pretty and cute...... But she has no friendship with Senior Brother Lin, and she can't afford it.

Even if he can afford it, Senior Brother Lin won't sell it, right?

Forget it, don't think about it, and talk about it when the strength is stronger......

So Pang Maimai also joined the army of concentrating and holding his breath to peek at Xiaohualing's date.

Look at Duanmu Pig and Chen Bian Drum! You're here for this moment, aren't you?

And Lin Paner, why don't you seize the opportunity to curry favor with Jindan Zhenren! But look at the serious little look, it's much cuter than usual.

She looked at Wanshan Zhenren with a little concern.

Seeing so many people peeking, are they still willing to carry out their breeding plans? Wouldn't it be embarrassing?

As if automatically receiving her worries, Wanshan Zhenren said: "This is a single light crystal, you can only see that side on this side, and you can't see our side on that side......"

Pang Maimai was speechless: Didn't the ink bones come out? Didn't you see it when you came out? Is this self-deception?

Wan Shan Zhenren seemed to have practiced his mental understanding, knew what she was thinking, and said: "I can't see it when it comes out, the old man has made a spiritual barrier on the single light crystal, and the eyes of the flower spirit can't see through it......"

Could it be that the flower spirit is like an insect, and the eye structure is different from that of humans?

Also, people are plants after all...... The physiological structure is different, and it is a matter of course.

Pang Maimai silently mourned for the two peeped little flower spirits.

Finely carved, heavy eaves painted building, the walls are covered with exquisite ornamentation in the small palace, there are three floors, the first floor has a large hall (of course, relative to the flower spirit), the second floor is the bedroom of the ink bone, the same super luxurious, the lighter-sized bed is carved from sperm whalebone, and the top is carved with many peony flowers in layers, very beautiful, and there is a large terrace in front of it - it seems that Wanshan real person is a terrace control. The third floor is his study and cultivation room, which have a lot of things, and the pen, ink, paper, and inkstone are all small and cute.

It is not easy for Wanshan Zhenren to make so many exquisite little things for his flower spirit.

Mo Gu led Ling Jue and came to the hall, the two sat down, Mo Gu poured flower dew for her to drink, looking at his busy pouring water from the crystal cup, it was really cute, and Wan Shan Zhenren, as the master, had been paralyzed by cuteness, and couldn't say a word.

Lin Paner covered her mouth, probably because she was afraid of being cute.

The two drank the flower dew and chatted, but unfortunately, except for Wanshan Zhenren, who may have a spiritual communication with his flower spirit, no one knows what they are talking about, and they are a group of juniors, and it is not good to ask the senior real person to be their translator.

Then Mo Gu led Ling Jue to the study on the third floor, where there was even chess!

Pang Maimai simply admires the real people of Wanshan: such a small chessboard, the chess pieces are so small that they are almost invisible to the naked eye, how did the real people of Wanshan do it for him? How did you come up with the idea of playing chess for him?

Wanshan Zhenren said with a slight smugness: "This is to welcome the little rose over, the old man specially made it for him, the chess pieces are black sesame seeds and white sesame seeds......" Wanshan Zhenren looks only in his thirties, although he is actually hundreds of years old, but listening to the voice is also in the prime of life, an old man, inexplicably very happy.

And black sesame seeds and white sesame seeds...... Pang Maimai thought silently, he really had to play chess in the crystal box, or if the wind blew and didn't speak, the people watching would breathe bigger, and they wouldn't be blown away?

It's too light, so it's better to have a little mercury in each grain......

She was cranky.

The two little flower spirits played chess unhurriedly, chatting and talking in a language that humans could not understand, and the people outside were anxious for them.

"Why do you still play chess? The ink bone is so stupid, isn't it a piano next to it? It's time to play the piano! Duanmu Pig said hatefully.

Pang Maimai gave him a roll of his eyes: Is this supposed to tell the emperor not to die in a hurry to kill the eunuch!

Finally waited for them to finish playing chess, Mo Gu really went to take the piano to play the piano for Ling Jue, the lyre was only about four centimeters long, and it actually played very well, I really didn't admire Wanshan Zhenren.

After playing the piano, Little Rose's face was already flushed, and Mo Gu walked over, gently took her hand, put her hand in his palm, closed it, and said something to her very gently.

Everyone was in good spirits and watching intently.

A historic moment is coming.

Little Rose blushed, her eyes were gentle and shy, she lowered her head, the black peony ink bone gently pulled her up, and said a few words softly, but ......

Ling Jue suddenly pushed him, said a word, and ran downstairs, ran out of the small palace, ran up the crystal steps, and covered his face.

Everyone was stunned, and they all looked at Wanshan Zhenren, the only person who could have known.

Wan Shan Zhenren's face was ugly.

Pang Maimai hurriedly fulfilled his duties as a temporary guardian and went to take Ling Jue into the palm of his hand.

Ling Jue stood at the top of the crystal staircase, looked at Pang Maimai's outstretched palm, stood stunned for a while, and stood on her hand with her shoulders down.

Pang Maimai saw that she was very sad, and wanted to touch the top of her head with his fingers, but he was afraid that his fingers would be too heavy, which would make her uncomfortable, so he gently put her into the spirit beast bag.

Wan Shan Zhenren looked at the flower spirit ink bone standing in the study of his house, obviously distressed that he had been hit by his failure to courtship, and held it for a long time, I don't know if he was communicating with Mo Gu's heart, so he said to Pang Maimai: "Mo Gu said that Little Rose is unwilling to have children." Then he looked at her, meaning to let Pang Maimai persuade Ling Jue.

Pang Maimai remembered that Senior Brother Lin had mentioned before, "If Ling Jue is unwilling, forget it."

She decided she couldn't do it hastily.

So he pondered and said to Wanshan Zhenren: "Senior, the Rose Flower Spirit is Senior Brother Lin's, and the junior can't communicate with her directly, but you can try to appease her, why don't you let the junior go back and see how she is?" ”

Wan Shan Zhenren nodded and said, "It may be that you are shy and timid by nature, since this is the case, you don't have to leave first, just settle here with the old man." With that, he asked his disciples to arrange a guest room for them.

They had no choice but to obey, and said goodbye to Wan Shan Zhenren, who was a little frustrated and anxious to comfort his flower spirit, and followed his disciple to the guest room.

The four of them were arranged in a small courtyard, the guest room looked very comfortable, and the abundance of spiritual energy was only slightly inferior to that of Wanshan Zhenren's residence.

But everyone was still a little unhappy, Lin Pan'er watched the disciple leave, and said softly: "It won't be that Ling Jue won't let us go if he doesn't agree, right?" ”

"No," Duanmu Fu didn't take it seriously, "Wanshan Zhenren still doesn't dare to offend my ancestor, and Longhu Mountain can't fight with our Unity Sect for the sake of a little flower spirit, right?" ”

Although the One Sect is not the top three of the Seven Great Sects, it is also a great sect, and it is in the middle of the Dragon and Tiger Mountain.

It can't be compared with the first major sect of the Chongzhen sect that has a master in the Hedao period, and the head of the Heyi Sect is the Yuanying Consummation, but Longhu Mountain also does not have a master in the Hedao period, and the head is also the Yuanying Consummation.

So everyone made up their minds.

Pang Maimai entered the room and released Ling Jue, seeing that she lowered her head, there were still tears on her face, and she couldn't help but adjust her voice to the gentlest one: "Ling Jue, what's wrong with you?" Don't be upset...... Rest assured, no one will force you if you don't want to......"

Ling Jue raised his head, still stunned, with a pair of big eyes moist on his small face, which made people's hearts soft.

She doesn't drink the stone milk and honey that Pang Maimai brewed with her favorite dew.

I brought her a small petal chair and sat down.

Although the human spirit could not understand the words of the human being, the human flower spirit could understand the words, and Pang Maimai asked her softly: "Don't you like that black peony?" ”

Ling Jue blushed and shook his head.

"So, don't you think he's too impatient?"

Ling Jue still shook his head.

"There are too many people around, you're shy, aren't you?"

Pang Maimai was still thinking of a reason for her.

Ling Jue was suddenly anxious and shed tears.

The tears of the little flower spirit are like tiny gemstones, which can refract the sunlight and fall to the ground into a soft solid, like soft diamonds, with the fragrance of flowers.

Pang Maimai looked at those teardrops that were smaller than sesame seeds, and had the intention to use a small jade box to pack them, and the flower spirit tears were also a very precious alchemy material for refining weapons!

But seeing that Ling Jue was so sad, it would be too unkind for him to do this kind of thing, Pang Maimai decided to ignore it first, and wait until Ling Jue was finished, and then pretend to be the words that could still be left on the table on the petals......

"Don't cry, Ling Jue," Pang Maimai likes Xiaohualing very much, and every time he borrowed spiritual power from her when he was in Fusheng Town, he lent it to him very hard, not only did he look cute, but his heart and personality were also very beautiful. Therefore, it is better not to shed tears than to persuade her. "Ling Jue, it's not that you don't like ink bones, you just don't want children, right?"

Ling Jue raised his head to look at her, nodded and shook his head, tears flowing even more fiercely.

Nodding and shaking his head, what's going on?

Pang Maimai frowned, but suddenly had an idea.

Although Ling Jue is a flower, she is already a spirit, and her thoughts and feelings are naturally human beings who are closer to the spirit of all things, and if she replaces herself, it should be easy to understand what she is scrupling and worried about.

If it's yourself, it's someone else's pet...... met a very handsome and excellent person of the opposite sex, and the owner let himself fall in love with him and give birth to a monkey...... Why do you cry sadly?

"Ling Jue," Pang Maimai Yan said, "Could it be that you like Senior Brother Lin?" ”

Little Rose was stunned, and she stepped back, then quickly shook her head.

…… Neither is this one......

Pang Maimai lowered his head and pondered carefully.

After a while, she raised her head and said softly, "Are you...... Don't you want your child to be disposed of by others in the future? ”

If it were you, as a pet that was pampered in every way, what would be the shortcoming? Nothing more than self-esteem and freedom...... Senior Brother Lin loves her so much, and Ling Jue is very happy, but she is still worried about her baby, right? The baby may soon be separated from her, and it is unknown who will be in the hands of her...... Maybe the parting of mother and son is eternal and eternal...... Even I thought about saving money to buy a Ling Jue baby with Senior Brother Lin...... Senior Brother Lin likes Ling Jue very much, but that doesn't mean he won't exchange her baby for it and give it away......

Ling Jue's tears were like a string of broken beads, snapping and falling on the petals, she would not cry sound, nor would she cover her face, and even the expression on her face did not change much, but her tears were urgent and fierce.

The reason why Hua Ling's tears are precious is because they are their essence, Pang Maimai has never seen Ling Jue cry, but this time, it seems to have cried out all the water in that little body, so that Pang Maimai can't help but worry, she won't cry until she dries up and withers......