"Are you a starling?"

Lin Fuxi was unhappy, and glared at the annoying little dot angrily: "Why do you learn to speak?" ”

Lin Fuxin tilted her little head, a little confused: "What is Starling?" ”

"You did it on purpose, didn't you?"

Lin Fuxi exploded, pointed to his little nose and asked: "Parrot, I don't believe it, you don't know what a starling is." ”

Lin Fuxin rubbed her pink little cheeks, looking innocent: "Fuxin really hasn't seen starlings, I don't know what it looks like." ”

Lin Fuxi jumped to his feet angrily: "Are you still pretending?" ”

"Fuxi."

Lin Jingcheng's sword eyebrows frowned slightly, and he glared at her dissatisfied.

"Huh."

Lin Fuxi glanced away unconvinced, and muttered to herself: "You have all been deceived by her stupid appearance, you think she doesn't understand, but in fact, she is better than anyone else." ”

"Is starling a parrot?"

Lin Fuxin racked her brains very hard and figured out some clues from her sister's words.

"Fuxin is awesome, guessed right."

Lin Jingcheng applauded, squatted down, picked up the soft and cute little man, and pinched the pink cheeks as a reward.

"Hee-hee."

Lin Fuxin likes her cousin to praise her the most, and her eyes are crooked into small crescents with a smile.

"Cut."

Lin Fuxi snorted angrily, feeling very uncomfortable.

"Fuxi, it's great that you're here, let's go find my sister together."

Ye Junlan spoke at the right time, and her low-rippled and pleasant voice was like a gentle spring breeze, blowing away the haze that shrouded her heart.

"Okay, Fuxi has this intention, let's go together."

Lin Fuxi's eyes lit up, looking at the personable noble son, and little stars began to twinkle in his eyes again.

"Ahem."

Liu Qingnei coughed twice, interrupting a certain princess to commit a nymphomaniac.

Lin Jingcheng whispered to the sword: "Get the spirit stone." ”

"Yes."

The sword took the spirit stone prepared in advance and placed it on the only stone table in the small courtyard.

"Junlan, don't be nervous, just put your hand on it."

Lin Jingcheng's voice was soft and soft, with convincing courage, which calmed Ye Junlan's slightly nervous mood.

"Okay."

Ye Junlan took a deep breath and walked slowly to the stone table.

The small courtyard fell silent all of a sudden, and everyone's eyes followed him.

Even Lin Fuxin's eyes widened, and she turned her head curiously from her cousin's arms, looking at the spirit stone without blinking.

Ye Junlan came to the stone table, calmed down, raised his right hand, and slowly placed it on the spirit stone.

The spirit stone shone brightly, and the runes on the surface surged, revealing three colors: white, green and yellow.

"Wow, Brother Lan has succeeded, and he has really bred spiritual roots."

Lin Fuxi jumped three feet high in excitement at the moment when the light appeared, and he was even happier than his own mana promotion.

"Is there really a spiritual root?"

Ye Junlan was surprised, and subconsciously looked at Lin Jingcheng.

"Congratulations, Junlan, your wish has come true."

Lin Jingcheng put down Lin Fuxin, took two steps forward, and came to a domineering bear hug.

In a brotherly way, express the excitement.

"Thank you, Jingcheng."

Ye Junlan was inexplicably excited and replied with an eager hug.

"It's a pity that it's the three systems of water, wood and earth."

After Lin Fuxi was excited, a little regret sprung up: "However, it's still a little better than me, a four-series waste material." ”

"I'm glad I can breed spiritual roots."

Ye Junlan is sincerely grateful to God for his love, from a cripple who can't walk on his legs, he has been reborn and transformed into an immortal cultivator with spiritual roots.

He was already content, and he didn't dare to expect more.