monk family

See who's coming.

Fu Shiyi frowned:
"Meet the Seventh Young Master, Senior Feng."

Feng Yu, who was dressed in black, paused his eyes on Fu Shiyi for a moment, the scar on his face jumped, and a strange smile appeared on his handsome face.

When Fu Shishi saw this, his heart moved.

Could it be that the other party has been hiding in the dark?
That uncle.
as predicted.

The next moment, Seventh Young Master's extremely charming voice sounded:
"Miss Fu is indeed the chosen one with the body of all spirits. She can even subdue the ghost servants of the grand master of the fifth-order formation. It's not bad. Our brothers and sisters are worrying about how to open the treasure and enter the magic circle. I never thought about it." When I was dozing off, someone gave me a pillow."

In other words.

The next treasure trip.

Whether Fu Shiyi wanted to or not, he had to go together, and he had to summon his uncle Fu Zhifei.

"Feng Lang, let's go, let's go into the garden and have a look."

Seeing that Fu Shiyi's expression changed and he was in a good mood, the seventh son raised his foot and walked towards Wujin's house.

Feng Yu followed behind him.

After taking two steps, he turned sideways and smiled charmingly at Fu Shishi:
"Miss Fu, you opened the formation, and you will have a share of what's inside, so let's come in together."

Feng Yu's magnetic voice is completely opposite to the seventh son's, his tough appearance is completely different from the seventh son's softness, and his breath is more comfortable than the seventh son's.

"Senior Xie Feng."

At this moment, Fu Shishi scolded his mother in his heart.

She was quickly thinking about the possibility of escape, and also thinking about how to bring her uncle Fu Zhifei with her in disguise.

Sea of ​​Consciousness Space absolutely cannot be used in front of people.

Step into Wujin's house.

A strong breath came over in an instant.

The moment you enter the yard.

Fu Shiyi shrank his pupils, stunned by the scene in front of him.

However, the courtyard is full of intertwined branches and tendrils, and the lantern-shaped leaves on the branches are constantly changing in blue and red. Lingzhi became lush and wild after losing the special care.

Tops of overlapping vines.

A few bright red spiritual fruits the size of an adult's thumb are scattered here and there.

A refreshing fragrance overflows from this spiritual fruit.

Fruity aroma.

The true energy in Fu Shiyi's body began to circulate involuntarily.

"I found a treasure!"

Fu Shiyi was overjoyed.

She counted carefully, and the vine had a total of sixteen spiritual fruits, ten of which were already ripe. For the sake of her breaking the magic circle, the seventh son and Feng Yu must have left one or two for her.

"It's a pity, it turned out to be Changguo."

There was disappointment in Seventh Young Master's words.

Fu Shiyi was shocked.

She suddenly looked up at the red fruits all over the yard.

Take a closer look.

But there is really a long thin thread hanging from the end of these spiritual fruits, this thin thread is white and white, it is the label of Changchun fruit.

Changju fruit has long been extinct in the outside world.

This spiritual fruit is for Jindan late-stage monks.

A spirit fruit can directly break through a layer.

However, this spiritual fruit is also effective for the first time, and the most important thing is that the fruit needs to be taken off before taking it, otherwise the effect of the medicine will disappear within half a cup of tea, no matter how it is stored, it will not be effective. save.

"Seventh Young Master, Senior Feng, can you reward me with these Changguo?"

Seventh Young Master snorted coldly and ignored Fu Shishi.

Feng Yu seemed difficult to get along with, but he nodded slowly:
"Changju fruit is useless to us, Miss Fu, you can pick all of them."

I saw him wave his sleeves.

In an instant, the aura filled the sky, and the ripe fruits were picked and fell in front of Fu Shiyi in an instant.