Everyone shook their heads and sighed, after all, a family in the Yuan Infant Stage was powerless to resist Zhao Hu in the Transformation Stage.

It's all like an egg hitting a stone, killing yourself.

However, just as Zhao Hu was about to make a move, a young man walked up to him unhurriedly.

Seeing this scene, Zhao Hu raised his eyebrows, and a trace of doubt flashed in his eyes.

Although he does things unscrupulously, he also looks at people, basically people with backgrounds, he will not start.

According to the information he investigated before, the Zhu family had no background at all, and the only master, Zhu Wu, was just a waste in the early stage of the Yuanying.

But now, this young man who suddenly appeared, he couldn't see through the other party's cultivation.

"Fellow Daoist, can you give me a face and turn around and leave?"

The young man who came out with a smile on his face was Liu Qingzhu.

After seeing Liu Qingzhu stand up, Zhu Wu couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

Fortunately, Liu Qingzhu didn't sit idly by, and sure enough, he made the right bet.

"You are the oldest, dare to control the tiger....." Zhao Hu subconsciously raised his hand and blasted out a palm, and the terrifying true qi condensed into a giant palm and slapped towards Liu Qingzhu fiercely.

However, before the giant palm fell, Zhao Hu's whole body stiffened, his expression was a little stiff, his throat twitched even more, and his mouth was foaming at the mouth.

"You..... You are...... Liu..... Bamboo! ”

As the words fell, Zhao Hu fell to the ground on his back, and a tender green bamboo grew out of his throat.

The giant palms in the sky even more collapsed, and a deathly silence enveloped the area.

"I'll leave it to you later, Brother Zhu Dao!" Liu Qingzhu clapped his hands, took the notebook from Zhu Wu's hand, and turned around lightly and walked towards Zhu's house, "I'll borrow the calligraphy first!" ”

The monks who were watching the play around were flooded with monstrous waves in their hearts at this moment.

That's a Qi Jiezhu, and he has survived a thunder tribulation master, even the elders of the six major sects are nothing more than that.

Now that this Qijie bamboo has become a guest of the Zhu family, who dares to be presumptuous at the door of the Zhu family?

"Sir, where is this book?"

"Oh, that's on shelf three."

"I'm sorry sir, I can't remember the location of this book, is this on shelf two?"

"Oh, this is the No. 1 shelf in your hand, it's okay Lan Yue, you can slowly get acquainted with it, after all, it's only been a few days, don't worry!"

Wang Fan, who was sitting on the recliner, was holding the cat while watching Zhu Lanyue and Zhu Ling, the big and small beauties, sorting out the books, so leisurely.

This is the advantage of being a boss, you can throw anything to your subordinates to do, and it is also a beautiful woman's subordinate, which is very ornamental.

"Childe, the fruit is here."

Wang Fan turned around, and it turned out that Yan Zhenru came over with the cut fruit.

"Miss Yan is so polite, you are a guest, how can you let you do this?"

Wang Fan said, and was about to stand up.

"Zhenru's life was saved by Gongzi, and serving Gongzi is the meaning of Zhenru. So, please don't shirk your son. ”

"In addition, if the son doesn't dislike it, can he call Zhenru's name."

Yan Zhenru's beautiful face was full of pitiful, which made Wang Fan can't help but think of the puppy that was about to be discarded.

"Ah...... Ha, okay, really," Wang Fan scratched his head and called out his name a little embarrassed.

However, at this moment, a very stiff coughing sound came from the side.

"Ahem, ahem!"

Wang Fan suddenly remembered something, he and Yan Zhenru were not the only ones in this courtyard.

Wang Fan turned his head a little embarrassed, and his eyes fell on Zhao Mengqi not far away.

"That Miss Zhao, are you okay?"

"Why, does the gentleman think I'm an eyesore and wants to drive me away?"

Zhao Mengqi pretended to say coldly, staring directly at Yan Zhenru who was standing next to Wang Fan, her eyes were full of envy.

Her words were even more jealous.

"Ah no, no, no, I didn't mean that, it's just ....." Wang Fan's expression froze, quite embarrassed, and hurriedly shook his hand and explained loudly.

But before he could finish his sentence, a cut watermelon was brought to his mouth.

"Childe, ahhh

Yan Zhenru poked a piece of watermelon with a toothpick and sent it to Wang Fan's mouth, with a gentle and caring appearance, as if she was a good girlfriend.

"This ..... I can eat it myself, so ..... Forget it. ”

Wang Fan's old face couldn't help but turn red, no matter how he said it, this feeding was too shy, and he hurriedly reached out and took the fruit plate.

Especially on the side, Zhao Mengqi stared at him with a very scary gaze.

If he opened his mouth and bit it, God knows what would have happened.

A man's intuition made him choose the safest approach.

Even so, he still suffered a blank slap from Zhao Mengqi.

The atmosphere suddenly became eerily awkward.

That embarrassment made even the little black cat in Wang Fan's arms very unnatural.

Just when Wang Fan couldn't help but want to escape from this embarrassing atmosphere, a trace of white mist suddenly floated on the side of the vegetable garden.

Seeing this scene, Wang Fan suddenly put the little black cat in his hand aside, stood up from the recliner, and faced

It was filled with joy and excitement.

Seeing this, Zhao Mengqi and Yan Zhenru were like two women, and their pretty faces were full of doubts.

"What happened to Childe?"

"Sir, you didn't plant it..... Herbs, has changed? ”

Wang Fan turned around and smiled, and beckoned to the two women: "Instead of explaining to you, I'll find out if I come and see it myself." ”

After speaking, Wang Fan walked quickly to the vegetable garden.

The two women suppressed the doubts in their hearts, and quickly followed Wang Fan's footsteps and walked over there.

Although I had seen it many times before, even so, seeing the treasures planted in the small vegetable garden again, Zhao Mengqi and Yan Zhenru couldn't calm down.

Even the worst one is not inferior in value to the pseudo-immortal weapon.

I believe that no matter which monk sees this scene, he will be moved.

However, the eyes of the two girls quickly moved from those natural treasures to those strange plants planted in the corner.

With their vast knowledge reserves, they couldn't even recognize what those plants were.

The white mist that had just risen was emanating from the buds of those plants.

Even now, the buds are still spitting white mist outward.

Such a magical scene made the two girls stunned.

Ignoring the surprise of the two women, Wang Fan walked quickly to the plants, holding his chin in his hand and showing a hint of puzzlement in his eyes.

"It's strange that such a vision has never been recorded. Forget it, this should be considered mature. ”

Suppressing the strangeness in his heart, Wang Fan leaned over and smelled it, and a fresh smell wafted into his nose, and his spirit couldn't help but lift up.

That's right, the flavor is definitely ripe.