Time passed, and Dongshi went through two more springs, summers, autumns and winters, and came to the node of spring again.

Xiao Duorou slept enough to sleep enough, so full that his pores opened unconsciously, and he was so full that the breathing sound of the pot fortune tree next to him could be heard. The stomata are densely spread all over every leaf, and these stomata are where its five senses are located, and now its five senses are clear and the brain is clear.

It runs spiritual power from beginning to end through the veins, and sure enough, the spiritual power of the whole body is accessible. The room in front of me gradually changed from blurry to clear, until I smelled the dampness in the room. It was convinced that the mind had awakened! The eight thousand and first success! Next, it has to cultivate desperately.

Because...... It smells of the west window, and here it is! This was the most surprising discovery!

It looked at the house in front of it, which was where the current owners, Lin Jiao and Zhang Keke, lived, in the basement of the Dongshi Youth Apartment Community.

There was a single bed on the east and west sides of the room, and a scarred square table next to the bed. Turn on the light, the room instantly brightens, and you can see that the decoration is particularly warm. The mottled walls were covered with light green washed cloths, the two single beds were covered with neat three-piece sets, the small single square table next to the bed was also covered with tablecloths, and even the small window sill, there were two small potted plants, which were full of vitality.

These two small potted plants, one is a small fortune tree, and the other is himself.

"Ahem!" The fortune tree next to him deliberately made a sound. It had sensed that the pot of flesh around it had a mind. The Fortune Tree opened its wisdom two hundred days earlier than the little succulent, and every day in addition to cultivation, it was to look down on the little succulent around him. How lonely it is, how much it hopes that Xiao Duo Meat can have a mind.

"Hello, Fortune Tree!" Little Meaty greets.

"Hmm."

"Although I have been asleep for a long time, I remember many people around me who have experienced it, including your greetings to me every day for the past two hundred days."

As he spoke, Xiao Duorou felt an open area in his consciousness. This should be the place where the aura is stored in the consciousness of the immortal cultivator - the sea of knowledge.

It's a place where you can see as far as the eye can see, but you feel safe and comfortable in it. Since the small succulent is a bud condensed by true qi in the flower world, in addition to a large amount of spiritual energy, there is also a lot of true qi in the sea of knowledge. It opened all the pores on its leaves, and exhaled the spiritual power here, trying to absorb the spiritual energy into the veins at one time, but after repeated attempts several times, the blades and even the fluff had the potential to burst.

So, Xiao Duo Rou hurriedly put away the aura in the leaf veins...... How do you know, with a "hiss", from the root system to his own leaves, the whole body is charred black, like burned paper, crumpled.

The fortune tree looked over, as if he saw a dark cloud, and immediately cried and laughed, and asked, "Little Duo Meat, are you sure that you are cultivating, not demolishing your own home?"

Little Succulent coughed against the black leaves and responded, "Don't laugh...... Ahem...... Don't laugh at me!"

"What's the matter with you? Slowly absorb the aura and run around the body, it's not that difficult, right? We're all practicing plant-based spells, how did you get caught on fire? I really don't know if I should look up to you or look down on you." After saying that, I couldn't help but sneer.

Xiao Duorou resisted the urge to scold the tree, and when the coughing stopped, he snorted and said, "You just laugh hard, anyway, my cultivation is two hundred days later than you, I'm not afraid of you laughing."

"It's not that I'm laughing at you, Lin Jiao came back and saw that the green plants he raised had turned into black plants, and I don't know how I feel."

"Fortune Tree, you—hum! Even so, I'll eventually transform into a human and be with Lin Jiao!" Little fleshy gambling airways.

"Huh?"

"I can have a mind at this time, all thanks to the love of Xizhuang for me a year ago, and of course, Lin Jiao's maintenance of me. Last time the west window died, I was sad to sleep for so long. Now Lin Jiao is still there, I want to cherish it."

"I didn't expect you to be so small, but your heart is not small. I fell in love with humans one after another." The Fortune Tree sneered at it.

"Not in order! Lin Jiao is the west window! A year ago, Xizhuang died tragically in a pool of blood, and then I was taken to the flower market, and Lin Jiao bought us bought. I'm asleep, but some things are still in my memory."

"That's nonsense. The West Window you said died a year ago, and Lin Jiao is twenty-two years old, how can he be alone? And Lin Jiao has a boyfriend." The Fortune Tree intuition that the little fleshy sentence contains a lot of information and asked.

"Anyway—she's the West Window." The blood stains on the west window splashed on his body at that time, the smell will never be forgotten, Xiao Duorou didn't know how to explain all this to the fortune tree, and his voice was as weak as a mosquito fly, "She already has a boyfriend......

After the death of the West Window, no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't make the spiritual power rush to the root system, so he said a word to him. Now, I have finally become strong, and the person I love has a lover again, one step late, is everything late?

The sorrow in my heart, how can the big man of the fortune tree understand?