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In the middle of the peach blossom forest, there is a peach tree that stands out from the rest.

It is not as tall as other peach trees, only up to a person's waist, but it produces the most beautiful flowers in the entire peach blossom forest!

When the old woman poured both pots of water on the peach blossoms, Fang Lingjun put away her surprised expression.

She recognized that the peach tree was actually a third-grade high-level spiritual plant!!

Secret refining yellow fruit tree!

The main branch of the 5,000-year-old Huangguo tree can be used as spiritual weapon materials to refine weapons such as wooden swords and sticks, and if it grows for another 5,000 years, that is, the main branch of the Huangguo tree that is more than 10,000 years old, it can even be used to refine magic weapons!

And the secret refining yellow fruit produced by this tree is a kind of earth-attribute spirit fruit, and the level is not low, and the secret refining yellow fruit produced by the tree more than 5,000 years old is equivalent to a third-grade low-level spiritual object!

And the secret refining yellow fruit tree in front of him, the main branch is more than an arm long, and it is already a 10,000-year-old yellow fruit tree!!

Fang Lingjun saw it, how could he not be excited?!

However, she quickly calmed down, this Secret Refining Yellow Fruit Tree, like all the spirit plants in this ring world, did not contain much spiritual energy in its body, according to Fang Lingjun's observation, its level had not even reached the first grade and the lower level, it had simply grown for ten thousand years in vain! Is this different from the spirit valley and spirit vegetables in the valley?!

The low-level of the first grade is the lowest standard for dividing spiritual objects in the cultivation realm, if you can't even reach this standard, then you can't call it a spiritual object at all, and naturally it doesn't have much value.

In this ring world, Fang Lingjun had never seen a plant that was more than a low-grade plant, and the tens of thousands of years old yellow fruit tree in front of him was no exception!

This phenomenon. It's really puzzling.

After the old grandmother finished watering. I took care of the yellow fruit trees for a while. Then he carefully plucked a handful of yellow peach blossoms and turned back to the stream again.

During this period, Fang Lingjun couldn't say a word, and the other party still ignored her.

Fang Lingjun was not discouraged, and still followed behind the old man.

When the baby Hua Rong on the boating creek saw it, he showed a disdainful and sarcastic expression towards Fang Lingjun, and his servant Xiaobao even stood on the bamboo raft and covered his stomach and laughed at Fang Lingjun.

The old man took out a pink paper boat from his bosom and propped it up. Pour in the petals, hold them carefully with both hands, and lovingly put the boat into the stream, with nostalgia in your eyes, watching the paper boat slowly pass away.

Seeing that the old man was carrying an empty bucket and preparing to go back, Fang Lingjun immediately stepped forward and said, "Mother-in-law, I'll help ......."

However, before she could finish her sentence, the old man glared back at her directly. This time, the old man didn't say anything more, but the coldness and disgust revealed in his eyes. Still let Fang Lingjun stop in place.

"Humph! Outsiders with ulterior motives! After the old man snorted, he stopped paying attention to Fang Lingjun. Straight away.

Fang Lingjun gritted his teeth, glanced at the back of the old man leaving, and finally did not continue to entangle, it seems that he can't ask why he came today.

"A song of mountain wind blows on both sides, and the pillow crosses the legs of the fairy~~! Oops~! I thought Fang Daoyou was so powerful~! Haha, in the end, it's not a closed door~~"

Fang Lingjun turned around slowly, and saw Hua Rong's baby lying on the bamboo raft, his hands on his head, his legs crossed, on the stream full of peach petals flying in the sky, so he couldn't leisurely and comfortably write obscene poems.

It's disgusting! After Fang Lingjun muttered to himself in his heart, he coldly withdrew his eyes, too lazy to quarrel with such a cheap person, and surrendered his identity.

"Oops~ Shouldn't this loser be punished somewhat~!" Hua Rong baby pillowed his head, crossed his legs, and still took care of himself.

Xiaobao immediately offered treasure: "Childe, I just caught a few pheasants in the bamboo forest, so I'm going to make you a game ......"

Hearing this, Fang Lingjun, who was about to leave, suddenly paused, the corners of her mouth raised a slight arc, and she turned around and said: "Hua Daoyou is right, if you lose, you lose, you must accept the punishment, or else, if I can't ask a result, I will always be in charge of Hanamichi's lunch, how about it?" ”

Hearing this, Hua Rongbao raised his eyebrows, became interested, and directly turned over and sat on the bamboo raft: "Are you so kind?" ”

Fang Lingjun smiled lowly: "After all, it's a bit of a shame to let Hanamido friends waste time here with me......

Before Hua Rong Baobao could speak, Xiaobao crossed his waist first and commanded Fang Lingjun to work: "Hmph~!" Even if you still have a little bit of eyes~ I know that our son-in-law is noble and noble, and he can't stand hunger, No, the pheasant was thrown under the stone and slaughtered and roasted~! The action is sharp~! ”

Fang Lingjun didn't think it was a pestle, but kept a smile on his face, rolled up his sleeves, skillfully grabbed the pheasant, and began to drum.

Seeing that Fang Lingjun was skillful, Hua Rong didn't say anything more, but why did he always feel that Fang Lingjun's smile was so weird today......

"Wow, it's so fragrant~ Childe!" Xiaobao swallowed his saliva and said to Hua Rong's baby: "Miss Fang really has a hand~!" ”

Unexpectedly, he was given a chestnut by Hua Rong Baby: "This son is already very fragrant!" Need you to say?! Aren't you two roast chickens! Look at the soul that hooked you is gone~! Do you want my son to kick you into the river, so hurry up and go over to recognize the new master! ”

Xiaobao immediately covered his buttocks with both hands, shook his head with wide eyes and said, "Yes, yes, it's not fragrant at all!" It's not fragrant at all! Miss Fang's cooking skills are so bad! How could Xiaobao want to eat it?! Hehe, can that thing also be called roast chicken! It stinks like poop! Yes~! Childe, I don't know how water-based~!! ”

Hua Rong Baobao reached out and patted his toes, then slowly withdrew his legs, ignoring Xiaobao who was fluttering in the water for help, but he snorted in his mouth: "This stupid thing, I dare to curse my son to eat!" ”

Hey, poor little baby...... Anyway, it's wrong.

"Haqiu~!" Xiaobao changed into dry clothes, but he couldn't help but sneeze all the time.

Nowadays, they not only feel hungry like mortals, but also have the same resistance to the natural environment as mortals, especially in hot and cold weather.

"Come, there are just two kinds of roast chicken, one for you and your master."

"Thank you, Miss Fang." Xiaobao was a little embarrassed to take the roast chicken, he didn't have the share of the pre-prescription Lingjun, so he only caught two chickens, who would have thought that the other party would actually work tirelessly to help them roast the chicken...... Rao is a tricky guy like Xiaobao, and there are times when he is ashamed.

Fang Lingjun was like a person who was fine, patted off the charcoal ash in his hand, shook his hand generously and said, "It's okay, it's okay, you can eat~ As for me, I have never liked to eat meat, hehe, just watch you eat." ”

"That's great! I knew that Miss Fang was a great person! ”

"That's it! Go and send roast chicken to your son-in-law, it's not delicious when it's cold~! Fang Lingjun quietly accepted the other party's sycophancy.

"Hey, hey, hey~Okay~!" Xiaobao happily jumped on the bamboo steak, handed a big roast chicken to Hua Rong Baobao, and said like a treasure: "Childe, try this fresh, hot, freshly baked roast chicken~!" ”

Hua Rong baby rolled up the fairy wide sleeves, slowly took the roast chicken, he first glanced at Fang Lingjun, and saw Fang Lingjun looking back with a smile on his face, then he spit out the dog tail grass in his mouth, and snorted twice: "For the sake of your sincerity, this son will reluctantly taste it~!" ”

After speaking, he took a bite on the roast chicken, "stabbed", and tore off a bite of chicken: "Hmm! However, before the chicken could be swallowed, his eyes widened wider than a brass bell.

"How? Ikebana friends, my craftsmanship is not bad~! Fang Lingjun shook his shoulders rarely, and smiled proudly.

"Oh~! What the hell! Xiaobao screamed, and was about to spit out the chicken in his mouth, but was squeezed by Hua Rong's outstretched hand.

Hua Rong Baby chewed the burnt chicken in his mouth with difficulty, his face stiffened, and he smiled and said to Fang Lingjun: "Miss Fang is a good craft, my son just likes this taste~~"

"Poof" Fang Lingjun couldn't help but laugh out loud: "Since Ikebana friends like it, then, I will continue to 'spice' Ikebana Friends tomorrow~!" Sure to make ikebana friends love it even more. ”

Hua Rong's mouth was bulging, and he didn't open his mouth again, but he kept a faint, gentle smile on his face and bowed his head slightly.

Fang Lingjun was afraid that he couldn't hold back his laughter, so he quickly turned around and left, although Hua Rong's baby had maintained a very elegant smile just now, but that suffocated blue face, how could he hide it from Fang Lingjun! Her craftsmanship has not changed for a hundred years, when she was cooking for a fool, it was this burnt smell, which was naturally difficult to swallow, and it could make Huarong Baby eat a dumb loss, Fang Lingjun was happy to see it~!

"Oh~!" As soon as Hua Rong Bao took his hand, Xiaobao knelt on the side of the bamboo chop, vomited wildly, vomited so that his face was red and bile, so miserable......

Xiaobao covered his stomach with one hand and clasped his throat with the other, and said, "Childe, this is obviously very difficult to eat...... Ah, no! It's simply the arsenic crane top red in the secular world, why do you still say it's delicious~! ”

"Idiot!" Hua Rongbao kicked Xiaobao, and then snorted: "If I show weakness in front of her, it will not be equivalent to admitting that my son was tricked by her!" Isn't it as good as her! Hum! I can't admit defeat! What do you fool know! ”

"Damn~~ Dare to play this son!" As he spoke, Hua Rongbao pursed his mouth, stared at Fang Lingjun's back, and took a vicious bite of the roast chicken in his hand, looking at the ferocious appearance of his feast, as if it was not the roast chicken, but Fang Lingjun.

Then a moment later, there was an earth-shattering scream and vomiting sound from the Peach Blossom Creek: "Oh~ah~!! Bring me water!! ”

Hearing this, Fang Lingjun, who had just stepped out of Peach Blossom Creek, smiled, but after a while, the smile on his face was gone...... Yes, in this world, there will never be a second person other than that person who likes to eat the roast chicken she makes...... For a while, a hundred flavors rose in Fang Lingjun's heart.

The peach blossoms floated by, and she stopped standing still and stepped out of the valley......

…… (To be continued......)