What kind of fruit is this? It's delicious! Ming'er, who got the red fruit, opened her mouth to eat it, and suddenly felt an indescribable goodness, which made her can't help but praise.

"Hmmm! This fruit is not only sweet but also very magical, after eating it, there is no previous fatigue, and there seems to be a steady stream of power surging throughout the body. Yueluowu said in agreement, she thought it was just wild fruits, she didn't like to eat wild fruits, she didn't plan to eat them at all, and she tasted it when she heard Ming'er's words.

"This..."

Chijin and a few of them also thought it was an ordinary wild fruit and didn't plan to eat it. But the words of the moonfall dance still made them can't help but taste it, and after the two coachmen ate it, they were so surprised that they couldn't speak, and Chijin immediately sat cross-legged after feeling this power, and exercised his pranayama.

"How... What do you think? Isn't it delicious? If you don't think it's delicious, you can give it to me, and I'll help you eat it!" The baby second child quickly finished eating a few red fruits in his hand, and saw that everyone was still slowly tasting them, and there was at least one in their hands, so he said with glowing eyes.

“.......”

"Dick, here!" Hearing the words of the baby second child, Jun Moxiang said softly.

"Brother Xiang, why don't you eat it?" The baby second happily ran to Jun Moxiang to take the red fruit to eat, but found that he was all three of them, and he didn't eat it at all.

"I don't like to eat, so if I like it, eat more!" Jun Moxiang smiled and touched the head of the baby second child and said, he has always been unable to speak coldly to the baby brothers, maybe because he can't see with his eyes, and the special nature of the baby brothers, what he feels is something he has never felt before.

"Oh! Then you're welcome! But Brother Xiang still has to taste a ......." The baby second child unceremoniously took the red fruit fruit, but after thinking about it, it was a pity that Brother Xiang didn't eat such a good red fruit fruit, so he stuffed one directly into Jun Moxiang's mouth.

The sudden move made Jun Moxiang have no time to refuse, and the red fruit energy that melted in his mouth quickly spread throughout his body, and his reaction was almost instinctively to sit up and exercise the power of pranayama.

"Whew?" Jun Moxiang's reaction frightened the baby second child a little, and when he saw that he was just pranayama, he walked to his brother and sat down with confidence.

"Boss, what are you doing? Did you find something interesting? ”

The baby boss was eating the red fruit slowly, looking careless, but his eyes were rolling slowly, and the baby second brother, who was a sibling brother, knew that his brother must be playing Xiao Jiujiu in his heart.

"Nothing! Sit back and take a break! I'll have to hurry in a while! ”

"Oh!"

Faced with the topic diverged by his brother, the baby second pouted a little unhappily, but he still obediently closed his mouth and sat down, back to back with the baby boss. For a moment, the whole ancient forest was silent, and the fire shone brightly, swaying its dance in the wind.

And somewhere in the Longhai Continent, it was an extremely oppressive atmosphere. In the candlelit study, a tall figure stood contemplatively out the window, with a silver mask on his face, unable to distinguish his expression. And beside him, a man in black knelt on one knee in awe, not daring to move.

"So, the plague in Xingfeng Town has been completely cured? Who cured it? A warm sentence came out of the silver-faced man's mouth.

"Yes! His name is Doctor Ling Shan, he is from the free clinic under the name of Nanyang Drunken Xiaoyao, he has good medical skills, and it is said that he is the disciple of Ouyang Yisheng! He is almost a household name in Nanyang. The kneeling man in black truthfully reported what he had heard.

"Let's go down!" Without too many words, after the man in black retreated, the silver-faced man looked at the distant scenery outside the window and pondered, as if he was planning something!

On a moonless night, the darkness is incomparable, what kind of excitement will be ushered in tomorrow?