The group entered the cave amid the cheers of the monkeys.

When Xiaohong arrived, she changed her previous appearance, her head was so low that she almost stretched into her two calves, and she looked sullen, quite afraid of her future.

Mu Can only felt funny, and didn't bother with Xiaohong, who was cautious.

"Boys, bring me the wine I have treasured. As soon as he entered the cave, the old monkey king shouted at the top of his throat.

This monkey king is not only reckless in doing things, but even his voice sounds no different from a reckless man.

Who knew that as soon as the words of the old monkey king came out, the surroundings immediately quieted down, a group of monkeys, you look at me, I look at you, no one moved, did not speak, completely lost the elated appearance just now.

"Twitter. The leader hurriedly ran to the Monkey King's side and screamed with a worried face.

Mu Can looked at Xiaohong, Xiaohong hurriedly translated it for Mu Can, and she looked aggrieved like an angry little daughter-in-law.

The monkey told the old monkey king that they had stolen the wine that the old monkey king had treasured. ”

Mu Can shook his head, it seems that this monkey leader is not a reliable monkey either.

Sure enough, hearing the words of the monkey leader, the old monkey king began to beat the monkey leader without saying a word.

"Let you steal my wine to drink. ”

"Do you think that Lao Tzu is going to die and treat my wine as an inheritance?"

"Lao Tzu beat you to death, a loser. ”

The old monkey king scolded while beating, and it was also thanks to the strength of the monkey leader who had the peak strength of the martial king, otherwise even if the old monkey king did not use the magic spell, it is estimated that he would have to be beaten unconscious.

Rao is like this, the monkey leader's whole face is also swollen by the old monkey king, and the monkey leader, who originally looked thin and energetic, has a swollen head like a pig's head at the moment.

There were a lot of monkeys around who couldn't bear to look at it, and there were many monkeys who quietly walked a few steps behind and hid behind other monkeys, probably the monkeys who secretly drank the old monkey king's wine with the leader.

"I said that you are a monkey, you are unreliable, didn't you mean to bring me to taste the wine?" When the poor tiger saw the old monkey king, the old guy not only did not take out the wine immediately, but hit his son here, he immediately said unhappily.

The poor tiger is here to drink, not to watch you educate your son.

"That's it, Lao Tzu's treasure for most of his life, this time take out your wine and treat it. The old monkey king was also a little tired, so he stopped and looked at the monkey leader angrily.

Seeing the monkey leader staring at a pig's head, the old monkey king's anger has almost disappeared, but although the anger has disappeared, the old monkey king will not forget that there is a god-killing tiger next to him.

If he hadn't been able to come up with wine that would satisfy the poor tiger, most of the monkeys in the cave would have been beaten badly, if not for their lives.

"Twitter. The leader of the monkeys, who had not been beaten even a word, screamed excitedly when he heard that he was going to move his wine.

"What's the name, it's all for you to drink, and you don't have pity, who asked you to give me all the wine of Lao Tzu. When he saw the monkey leader, he shouted excitedly.

"Twitter. The monkey leader looked unconvinced.

The old monkey king confessed to the poor tiger and Mu Can, and took the leader to a secret room in the cave.

"Brother Tiger, don't be impatient. Mu Can looked at the impatient poor tiger and hurriedly reassured.

The poor tiger looked at Ziyun quietly and did not speak again.

There was a crackling fight and the miserable cries of the monkey leader from the chambers of the cavern.

Within a few minutes, the old monkey king walked out of the secret room with a refreshed face, followed by the limping monkey leader.

"I had a friendly consultation with my unfilial son, and he agreed to let us taste his treasures. The old monkey happily announced, and it seemed that the fat beating just now had put him in a good mood.

This old monkey looks reckless, and even knows what friendly negotiation is.

"Twitter. The monkey leader exclaimed with an aggrieved face.

He said he was forced to do nothing. Xiaohong translated, in fact, without Xiaohong's translation of Mu Can, he could know that the monkey leader must mean this.

The wine tasting was held as desired, and everyone was very happy, except for the sullen monkey leader.

The monkeys took out the tables, chairs and benches they had built, served the spirit fruits they usually stored, and a lively drinking party began.

Mu Can looked at the cave that was a little dimly lit, and took out a few fist-sized night pearls from the storage magic weapon and inlaid them on the top of the cave, illuminating the entire cave as if it were day.

"Brother Tiger, how is this wine?" the old monkey king asked with a smug expression as he looked at the poor tiger who was closing his eyes and fighting for wine.

"Good wine, good wine. The poor tiger, who was originally disdainful of monkey wine, opened his eyes and said in praise.

"This wine is soft in the mouth, mellow and elegant, the aroma is strong but does not hurt the throat, and a warm current flows through the abdomen, and there is a pure aura in it. "The poor tiger looks like he has an endless aftertaste.

"This wine, if not the first, is not much better than any wine I have ever drunk. Poor Tiger said with a look of praise.

Hearing the words of the poor tiger, Mu Can glanced at the poor tiger when he arrived, but he didn't expect that this reckless man who looked like the Monkey King would have such a deep study of wine.

Mu Can is not a good drinker, he almost puts all his energy into cultivation, and he is a well-known cultivation madman in the Immortal Gu Academy, but even Mu Can, after tasting the monkey wine, is also in love with this kind of wine.

"Brother Tiger is really a person who understands wine, if this little cub hadn't drunk my treasures, I would have let you taste even better wine than this. When the Monkey King heard the poor tiger praise his wine so much, his hairy face was full of happiness, and he praised his wine more than he praised himself.

"Twitter, twitter. The monkey leader drank the wine from the glass in front of him and shouted aggrievedly.

In this cocktail party, each monkey got a glass of monkey wine, and the scene was as warm as the New Year, and you can taste the taste of monkey wine, which is the treatment that these monkeys only have during the New Year.

He said that his wine was not as good as the old Monkey King's wine because of the problem of raw materials. ”

The poor tiger was able to understand the words of the monkey leader, "You say that there is a problem with the raw materials, then I ask you how to make better wine." ”

"Twitter, twitter. The monkey leader glanced at the old monkey king cautiously and said.

"You said that you need a lot of spirit fruits, is this easy to do, I have a lot of acquaintances in this labyrinth, and it is not a problem to help you get all kinds of spirit fruits, that is, after this wine, can you divide me and me." As soon as the poor tiger heard that it was because of the problem of raw materials, he immediately patted his thigh and accepted the matter, so he relied on his freedom to come and go in this dead space, and it was not a big problem to get some spiritual fruits that were not available in this secret room.

"Twitter. When the monkey leader heard that the poor tiger could get the spirit fruit that he couldn't find, he immediately shouted excitedly.

"Don't worry, why am I lying to you, if you can use the spirit fruit I gave you to make wine, as long as you promise to give me a part every year, I will cover you safely. The poor tiger said in a big way.

You must know that the secret room of the dead space is not absolutely safe, and there are often some outsiders here, it is good to meet Mu Can this time, otherwise if you meet a powerful and evil cultivator, you can completely loot the monkeys, or even kill them all.

"Twitter. The monkey leader patted his chest and said firmly.

The monkey leader is not stupid, if he can get the spirit fruit given by the poor tiger, then he will definitely be able to make the best monkey wine in their history.

"Listening to Brother Tiger's words, do you know anything about the Labyrinth of Death?" asked Mu Can as he looked at the poor tiger who was a little drunk.

"That's nature, I've spent an unknown number of years in this labyrinth of death, and I know everything about it. Poor Tiger said proudly.

Seeing the expression on the poor tiger's face, Mu Can knew that his guess was correct, and he really relied on this wine-loving tiger when he left this death labyrinth. After a wine tasting meeting, the guests and hosts were happy, and the two eyes of the poor tiger were a little straight, and he hooked his shoulders and backs there with his arms around the monkey king, and he couldn't see the appearance of beating the old monkey king before.

When he was halfway through the drink, the monkey leader suddenly held the wine gourd and didn't pour the wine for everyone, and the monkey king went up to grab and beat it to no avail, and then the poor tiger patted his chest and swore that he would definitely find a better spiritual fruit for the leader, and the monkey leader wiped his tears and handed the wine gourd to the poor tiger.

The leader's monkey wine was drunk by this wine tasting meeting, and the leader also held the wine gourd and fell drunk, and there were two lines of tears in the corners of his eyes in his sleep, which looked very pitiful.

Ziyun also drank two glasses with Mu Can for the first time, neither of them deliberately used their strength to dissolve the strength of the wine, and two traces of blush appeared on Ziyun's face.

Mu Can couldn't help but look stupid.

At this moment, Ziyun, with her hair coiled up at will, dressed in elegant white clothes, revealing a section of lotus root arms outside that was as white and tender as white jade, a trace of redness floated on her face, and she seemed to have hooked Mu Can's soul with a smile, and the whole person seemed to have come out of the painting, which was really beautiful.

"Sister Yun. Mu Can looked at Ziyun stupidly, only feeling that today's monkey wine was more mellow than the one he drank before, and the whole person seemed to have soared, as if his body was much lighter.

"Huh?" Ziyun looked at Mu Can suspiciously, not knowing why, but feeling that his body was also full of heat.

Mu Can only felt a fragrance accompanied by the smell of wine, and his eyes were even more confused.

"You, what are you doing?" Xiaohong only felt that the two of them looked at each other affectionately, screamed strangely, and fell drunk.

Today, Xiaohong is the biggest winner, Mu Can did not skimp on the monkey wine given to Xiaohong, and slowly a big bowl went into Xiaohong's stomach, not to mention flying, now Xiaohong can't even stand on her feet.

Xiaohong's body tilted and fell from Ziyun's shoulder to the ground, startling both Ziyun and Mu Can with a plop.

The two of them calmed down instantly, only to feel their hearts fluttering and beating.

"It's fine. Mu Can hurriedly drank the remaining monkey wine in the wine glass and said curtly.

As soon as he finished speaking, Mu Can wanted to slap himself hard, he obviously wanted to say that I like you, but when it came to his mouth, it was just a sentence.

The next day, at three o'clock in the morning, the people woke up from their drunkenness.

Mu Can was also surprised to find that his cultivation had improved somewhat, and the monkey wine he drank yesterday had turned into pure aura and entered his meridians, constantly strengthening his cultivation.

The wonder of monkey wine is that even if everyone is drunk, they wake up without feeling the slightest discomfort, but feel refreshed, as refreshing as taking a cold shower on a hot summer day.

"Brother Tiger, Brother Tiger. The leader of the monkeys came to his senses and pushed the poor tiger who was lying beside him sleeping like a dead pig.

Yesterday, the two of them drank to the top of their heads, and they both turned back into their real bodies and fought with each other.

Both sides suppressed their strength, and they rushed and fought in the middle of the field, and a group of monkeys cheered and cheered, and the atmosphere was not enthusiastic.

"What's wrong?" the poor tiger, who was pushed awake by the old monkey king, rubbed his eyes and looked at the monkey leader with a puzzled expression.

The monkey leader picked up the wine gourd in his hand and shook it vigorously, making a hollow sound, it was obvious that there was not much monkey wine in it, and while shaking the gourd in his hand, he looked at the poor tiger with a flattering face.

"I'll go now, you little monkey, much worse than your old man, drink some wine to see if you're in a hurry. Poor Tiger laughed with a smile on his face.

"Twitter. "The monkey leader doesn't care about the poor tiger laughing at himself now, his treasured monkey wine is left at the bottom of a gourd, you know, this gourd is a special space container, the actual space inside is much larger than it seems, even this can't stand the carnival of all the people, the monkey leader got up this morning and shook the gourd and felt that his heart was about to break.

"Don't worry, I'll take my little brother out and go around to collect spirit fruits for you, but you can promise me that I will make half of the monkey wine. The poor tiger stretched and said lazily.

Mu Can has already woken up and is cultivating outside the cave, and now Mu Can is cultivating almost every second, preparing for the unification of the Three Realms to complete the test of the master.

"Let's go. Don't give it away. The poor tiger walked out of the cave and beckoned Mu Can to leave together, and had already promised Mu Can to help find an exit, the poor tiger's wine was good, and he didn't forget yesterday's promise because he drank too much wine yesterday.

"Don't worry, I'll go back as soon as I go. The poor tiger looked at the uneasy monkey leader, and then called the old monkey king aside to explain.

"Old monkey, I will prepare an extra one for you when I go to help your son find the spirit fruit this time, and when the time comes, you can make wine with him, and let me taste your craft, how about it." When it came to monkey wine, the poor tiger immediately had a twinkle in his eyes.

The old monkey king was still sleepy-eyed and listless, but when he heard that the poor tiger had prepared a spiritual fruit for himself, he immediately came to his senses, and planned with the poor tiger, and the laughing one was called a treacherous, and the monkey leader who watched it was hairy, and he was very afraid that his unreliable father would do something to pit himself.

"Let's go, where's that woman?" the poor tiger shouted Mu Can to leave, wondering why he hadn't seen the horrible woman who didn't talk like that yesterday.

"She hid. "Ziyun went back to sleep in the reincarnation bead after drinking yesterday, and she couldn't just sleep in the cave like Mu Can and them.

When the poor tiger saw Mu Can, he didn't want to say more, so he didn't want to ask more.

"Little brother, this is too slow, I'll transform into a carry-on you. "The strength of the Poor Tiger Martial Venerable, Mu Can is still a little difficult to keep up.

Seeing Mu Can's panting appearance, the poor tiger transformed, and a tiger the size of an elephant appeared in front of Mu Can's eyes.

The tiger's tail flicked lightly, signaling Mu Can to ride up, and Mu Can turned over and got on the tiger's back unceremoniously.

The speed of the poor tiger was shown to the extreme, and it also allowed Mu Can to see the true strength of a martial artist.

After a while, he changed to a huge portal, and Mu Can knew that this was the portal of the secret room.

Pushing the door in, the two entered the next secret room, without stopping at all, the speed of the poor tiger remained stable, and passed through a secret room in three minutes, during which some creatures found that the two of them had no way at all, the speed of the poor tiger was too fast.

The experience of each secret room opened Mu Can's eyes, and he admired the power of the person who created the death labyrinth even more. The reason why the poor tiger was able to survive the labyrinth of death was simple: he never provoked creatures stronger than him, nor did he choose to linger in those dangerous chambers.

The secret rooms where he resides are all relatively weak or have hospitable races, and among these secret rooms, the most common is a variety of spirit fruits, in the final analysis, the poor tiger himself is also a foodie, otherwise it is impossible to know everything about this death labyrinth in just a hundred years.

"Passing through this secret room, the next secret room is the secret room of the special Lingxiang fruit, where I am more familiar, let's rest there, the rest of the journey is not very easy. Although the poor tiger carried Mu Can, it did not affect his speed at all. Not only that, but in the process of rapid progress, Mu Can didn't feel any sense of turbulence, not even a trace of wind, which also gave Mu Can a new understanding of the horror of Wuzun's strength.

"Okay, Brother Tiger, listen to your arrangement. After a period of contact, Mu Can now believes in the poor tiger, the poor tiger is simply a vegetarian animal with no strength but no scheming, and Mu Can has no way to imagine how the poor tiger survived in the dangerous maze of death.

"Hehe, the taste of the Lingxiang fruit there is really good. The poor tiger stretched out his tongue and licked his lips, with an aftertaste on his face.

In less than half a day, the poor tiger carried Mu Can through no less than a dozen secret rooms, and different races lived in various different styles of environments, but the poor tiger did not take Mu Can to enjoy the incomprehensible scenery, and they all crossed the past at a very fast speed.

Pushing open the portal hidden in the corner, the poor tiger jumped down with Mu Can and entered the treant's secret room.

The Treant's chamber looked much larger than the chamber space he had experienced before, a towering tree stood in the center of the chamber, and a continuous stream of huge trees filled the entire chamber, and the breeze blew, undulating like a green wave, and it was a refreshing sight.

"Oh, oh, oh. As soon as the poor tiger passed through the portal, he began to howl loudly, and the tiger's roar was heard far through the dense woods.

Mu Canzheng looked at the poor tiger curiously, but found that a huge whistling sound came back from a distance, as if in response to the poor tiger, and a huge figure rushed over from a distance, and it turned out to be a tree man.

This is the first time Mu Can has seen a race like a tree man that does not exist in the mortal world at all, the huge tree stands upright on the ground, the roots of the tree slowly move forward like two feet, and the tree man at the head looks even bigger, holding a torch in his hand, emitting huge heat to the surroundings, it doesn't look like an ordinary torch.

"Hahaha, Rodin, meet again. The poor tiger looked at the tree man and laughed and said, it can be seen that the poor tiger is in a good mood when they meet again.

"I know it's you, little tiger, are you being bullied outside?" asked Rodin with a shake of his head.

The poor tiger jumped to Rodin's side, not receiving the slightest influence from the torch in Rodin's hand, and gently rubbed Rodin's trunk with his huge head, and a special emotion appeared in a pair of huge tiger eyes.

"I just miss you a little. Poor Tiger said a little embarrassed.

"By the way, this is my friend Mu Can, I'm going to send him to Haijiao Pavilion to leave here, it just so happens that I'm homesick too, so I'll come back and see. ”

"Hello, little man, welcome to the Treant Forest, I am Rodin, the leader of the Treants. As soon as he heard that Mu Can was a friend of the poor tiger, Luo Ding greeted Mu Can, and a branch quickly grew and stretched out in front of Mu Can.

"Hello Rodin, I'm Mu Can. Mu Can gently shook Luo Ding's branch and greeted softly.

"Boss Rodin, do you still have Lingxiang Fruit at home? The poor tiger looked at Luo Ding expectantly, an important reason for coming back this time was that he wanted to bring some Lingxiang fruit back to make wine for the monkeys.

Luo Ding smiled innocently, "You little tiger, you just like to eat fruits." ”

Everyone walked towards the towering giant tree in the middle of the secret room, and while walking, Mu Can learned some things about the poor tiger.

The first secret room space that Poor Tiger opened his mind and came to the Labyrinth of Death was the Tree Man Space, and it was these kind orcs who took him in and took care of him for a long time, and Poor Tiger has always regarded this place as his home.

The Treants here are known for their peace-loving personalities and gentle and kind personalities, but although they are peace-loving, the Treants possess powerful combat abilities, huge bodies and strong wood attacks are the attack methods they are good at. Those outsiders who enter the labyrinth of death can be treated with kindness by the Treants here, but those evil cultivators who try to harm the Treants end up becoming the nourishment of the forest.

In the huge space of thousands of acres in the secret room, there are no less than 100 large and small tree people, and the giant tree in the middle is called the mother tree by the tree people.

The Lingxiang Fruit in the mouth of the poor tiger is a peculiar Lingxiang fruit produced by the mother tree of the tree man, and it is this Lingxiang fruit that has nurtured a group of tree people and provided enough energy for the growth of the tree people. And the poor tiger, as a tiger who loves to eat vegetarian, likes the Lingxiang fruit that these spiritual energy can't dissolve.

"Pass the order and set up a spiritual fruit banquet to entertain the new friends. ”

The tradition of the tree people, whenever they meet outsiders, they must be entertained with kindness, and this time it is a friend brought back by the poor tiger, so it must be more grandly entertained.

"You've got a mouthful. Poor Tiger looked at Mu Can with a mysterious face, and after saying this, no matter how Mu Can asked, Poor Tiger was silent.

"Wow, it's so mysterious. Since the poor tiger didn't want to say it, Mu Can didn't ask too much.

There are huge platforms on the canopy of the mother tree, and there are cabins arranged on the platform, and the tree people usually live on the mother tree, and they can rest every night when they dig their roots into the mother tree.

Mu Can and Poor Tiger were waiting for the start of the Spirit Fruit Feast in the reception hall of the Tree People Clan, and the two of them were eating desserts and chatting.

The poor tiger put a piece of grilled pastry in his mouth, melted in his mouth, swallowed it, and let out a sound full of satisfaction.

"This clay cake is simply the best cake in the world. ”

"Eun, it's delicious. Mu Can swallowed the pine mud cake in his mouth and said with satisfaction.

"Twitter. Xiaohong was also released by Mu Can, and ate pastries together, chattering with satisfaction.

Mu Can is even more looking forward to the Spirit Fruit Feast that will start in a while. The Spirit Fruit Feast officially opened under Mu Can's expectations.

First of all, a group of tree people performed a dance, a group of tree people flicked their branches, making a beautiful music, this kind of sound seems to come from the deepest part of nature, so that Mu Can's whole soul is as if it has been cleansed, and even feels that his body is a little ethereal.

As the music was recalled, the treemen danced to the ups and downs of the music, and the talent for dancing was staggering, and the seemingly tough trunks were as soft as the branches on the treemen, and they were extremely agile whether they were bent over or even flipped.

"The Tree Man Race originally lived in a dilapidated interface, and was finally rescued here by Gao Tianzun, so that they could live freely here, every tree man has a tree man's heart in his body, and if the tree man's heart is subdued by the cultivator, it can greatly delay the speed of the cultivator's aging, which is also the reason why the tree man has no way to survive outside. ”

Luo Ding looked at the tree people dancing to the music as if they were one with nature, and looked at Mu Can and said lightly.

"Gao Tianzun?" If Mu Can didn't guess wrong, this Gao Tianzun is the one who created this dead space.

"Gao Tianzun is the savior of the entire Treeman Clan, and also the creator of this vast land, his mind is as broad as the sky, his cultivation is as unfathomable as the ocean, and he always has a warm smile on his face like the early spring sunshine, it is he who brought the Treant Clan here to save us from the fate of extinction. Speaking of Gao Tianzun, Luo Ding looked pious.

"Gao Tianzun is the builder of the Dead Space and the Labyrinth of Death. "As a survivor, the poor tiger was fortunate to have seen the phantom of Gao Tianzun, and it was precisely because of that phantom that the poor tiger was able to have today's life.

Listening to Luo Ding's description, Mu Can couldn't help but be fascinated, the mountains and rivers roared when he was angry, and the world was opened up with a wave of his hand, this kind of cultivation power even Ziyun didn't dare to imagine.

"I just don't know which is stronger or weaker between Gao Tianzun and my cheap master and uncle. "My master created the reincarnation bead, and the reincarnation bead hides the ninefold world, even if the strength of his current martial king peak is only two layers, the remaining seven layers are still covered with a veil of mystery, this kind of handwriting seems to be only stronger than Gao Tianzun.

"One day, I will have this kind of cultivation as well. "Having seen the broader sky, Mu Can's goal is not only to ascend to the Immortal Realm, what he wants to do is the strongest in the Three Realms, what he wants to do is to collect and pay the Dragon Realm, what he wants to do is to reach the same level as his cheap master.

The song and dance ended, the banquet officially began, and a plate of various spiritual fruits was gently brought up by a group of petite tree people, these tree people are the new generation of tree people, Mu Can gently touched the branch of a small tree man, and the feeling of ordinary tree branches is not much different, that is, you can feel a vigorous vitality.

"This must be the function of the heart of the treeman. Mu Can guessed.

In any case, the Pifu is not guilty, and it is their greatest happiness that the tree people can now thrive here.

Mu Can picked up a red fruit, gently put it to his mouth, and before he could bite it, he heard the fruit in his hand scream miserably.

"Don't eat me, don't eat me. ”

The fruit in his hand was shouting loudly with his mouth open.

This shout also frightened Mu Can, if it weren't for his higher psychological quality, he almost threw this fruit out. "How can you eat this, isn't this alive?" If it was to eat fruits, Mu Can happily swept away these spirit fruits, but when the fruit in his hand actually had his own thoughts, Mu Can couldn't put his mouth in his mouth anyway.

Seeing Mu Can's appearance, Luo Ding Urn laughed angrily, and the poor tiger also looked at Mu Can with a smile.

"You are still young, can you still talk or fruit?" Mu Can made up his mind that he couldn't put his mouth out of his mouth no matter what, and the fruit that could talk was no different from eating a small life raw.

"You can eat it with confidence, this kind of fruit is called Luo Ming Fruit, his life is really in the kernel, you eat the flesh of the fruit to grow up, he was just laughing at you." Poor Tiger shook his head with a smile on his face and said.

"Hey, hey, hey. I'm scared of you. ”

The Luo Mingguo in Mu Can's hand also laughed out loud, no different from a young child who had successfully played a prank.

"Damn, you're fooling me. Mu Can took Luo Mingguo in front of his eyes and pretended to look at him viciously.

Looking at the Luo Ming Fruit in his hand, Mu Cancai was surprised to find that the Luo Ming Fruit in his hand was really like a life, and there was a small face on the surface of the fruit, and the words just now came out of the mouth of a spirit fruit.

"No, no, I just scared you, you can help me be born. Luo Mingguo seemed to be able to sense that although Mu Can pretended to be vicious, he had no malice at all.

"How can I help you get born?" Mu Can grew up to be so old and it was the first time he saw a fruit that could communicate with him, and he chatted with Luo Mingguo with great interest.

"How did you come to the Holy Land with such stupidity. Luo Mingguo looked at Mu Can with a stinky face and said.

Mu Can's face turned red, he was disgusted by a fruit.

"You just eat it. Eat him and he is born. The poor tiger hurriedly helped Mu Can to relieve the siege.

"I'm really going to eat you, don't cry out in pain. Mu Can said with Luo Ming Fruit.

"I can't wait, you're still chattering. ”

The face on the top of the Luo Ming Fruit disappeared, and the entire fruit turned into a normal spirit fruit again.

Since he could eat it, Mu Can ate the Luo Ming fruit after dividing it by two, leaving only a round kernel in his hand.

"This fruit is so sweet. "The juice is splashing, different from all the fruits that Mu Can has eaten in the past, not only the taste is sweet, but also the Luo Ming fruit contains a fragrant life energy, which makes Mu Can feel much more refreshed.

"Of course it's delicious, not everyone can eat this kind of spiritual fruit. Poor Tiger said mysteriously.

"Why?" Mu Chan held the pit and didn't know what to do next.

"Stupid daddy, stupid daddy. "There was a child's voice from the kernel, which was the voice of Luo Mingguo just now.

Mu Can jumped.

"What are you shouting, I'm not married yet, how can I be your father. ”

"If you help me get born, then you will be my dad, dad, dad, dad. The kernel shouted unrelentingly.

"It's over, it's over, how can you eat a son who eats a fruit. Mu Can looked at the core in his hand with a black line.