She closed her lips and narrowed her eyes slightly. It seemed that the shape and taste of the fruit were very similar to a kind of fruit she had seen in medical books.

That's the second thing recorded in the chapter of rare and different herbs and the third compendium in Chapter 3. It's called yuhun fruit. As its name suggests, it is red and fragrant. People can eat it to dredge the meridians and calm their souls, which is rare in a hundred years.

"You seem to recognize the fruit, don't you?" Rong Lin got up, lifted his broad robe sleeves at his feet, walked to the couch at a normal speed, and played with the Zhu fruit in his hand with his fingers. The man leaned slightly and asked, "you can also smell its taste."

"How do you know? How do you smell?" ran Shuang clenched her teeth and frowned. She always felt that the man spoke darkly, like an old Taoist with a bull nose pretending to deceive people.

"Oh, you can smell it, but I can't." Rong Lin leaned against the head of the bed with his arms around his chest. "Do you know how this fruit grows? It has another name, dead fruit."

Seeing that ran Shuang was indifferent, he only stared at him with bright and round eyes.

He continued: "dead fruit, as its name suggests, grows on a specific dead person. After fifty years, one plant will produce only fifty, one a year." he paused and looked at her with great interest. "Moreover, only people with unstable souls can smell strange fragrance, and ordinary people can be colorless and tasteless."

"Only people with unstable souls can smell..."

"You are not a man in this world..."

"You can smell it, but I can't smell it..."

However, Shuang's mind was shocked. For the first time, she felt that her three outlooks and five senses were subjected to an unprecedented violent impact.

"You are very lucky," Rong Lin picked up the fruit and looked at the moonlight. The translucent red is like Zhuyu, exquisite and colorful. "I just brought a few when I came out this time. Your soul is very unstable. Have you often been injured recently? You will wake up with chest tightness when you dream at midnight, and have nightmares when you sleep again?"

hit the nail on the head.

However, frost silently pursed her lips. Her beautiful, delicate and tender red lips were pale like withered petals at the moment.

These days, she does toss around like this every night, but because of many things, she didn't take it to heart.

Seeing her silent appearance, it seems to be acquiescence. Rong Lin smiled and said, "I don't know what you were in your previous life. It's strange that you can suppress this body. Up to now, it hasn't disappeared."

Her eyes flashed several times, and her black hair controlled the situation of the body. No matter how persistent she was about life and death, she was a little flustered at the moment.

Because she is not willing to leave, because there are still some things she hasn't done and some revenge, Princess Hui, Xiao chenshun

"Alas," the man pretended to sigh and felt pity, "but according to your current state, you may not wake up soon and disappear from heaven and earth."

The girl on the couch was dressed in black and lay upright and hard. The beauty of life is like the face of Magnolia. Because of a pair of smart eyes and a pair of beautiful eyebrows flying obliquely into the temples, there is a little less Lanzhi delicacy and a little more flexible and uninhibited.

Hearing his words, the original frozen lake broke the ice and suddenly looked at it, causing layers of ripples. Black hair, dark eyebrows and white face reflect a decisive beauty.

The girl has a strong desire to survive, but now she clenches her teeth and refuses to say it first.

Provoked him to move in his heart, spread out his palm, smiled and asked, "do you want to live?"

The girl on the couch responded and turned her eyes directly.

But frost doesn't want to talk nonsense. Who doesn't want to live? It's hard to despise.

Suddenly, Rong Lin's expanded wide sleeved hood came, but Shuang was startled. She thought that this state affair was so stingy. In a rage, she wanted to suffocate her with her sleeve.

Who wants the sleeve fabric to be extremely soft, brushed in front of her, as soft as a gauze overlay, with the spring wind blowing. The wind is not only soft and weak, but also wrapped with a strange fragrance, which is very refreshing. As long as you smell it once, you can forget it for life and shake your heart and soul.

However, Shuang felt a sudden force all over her body, forcing her to sit up in her fierce dying illness, and her hands and feet had moved.

"If you want to live, you have to eat the fruit of the dead." ran Shuang grabbed the quilt under her ass, looked at the fruit stretched out in front of her, and swallowed it in her throat. The taste is really attractive.

But she didn't move. There's nothing so good in the world. But think about it. Whatever his business, he will die if he doesn't eat the fruit. He can die later if he eats it.

He shot like electricity and swept thousands of troops to wipe vermilion.

However, she was extremely fast, Rong Lin was obviously better, and after missing it, she put it in front of her again.

However, Shuang gave a severe beating and almost rolled from the couch to the ground. He stared angrily and said coldly, "are you kidding me?"

"There is no such thing as a free lunch." Rong Lin smiled with a curly voice.

"What do you want?" ran Shuang has a kind of indifferent energy, because she is only a Cheap slave in her life, and there is no wealth, wealth and glory of gold, silver and jewelry. I believe Rong Lin is an old monster who needs nothing and will not pay attention to it.

Who knows, the old monster is very good at asking for things. He said, "I want you!"

However, Shuang was stunned, looked up fiercely, decided to ignore the joke and asked, "what do you want me to do for you?"

"Don't you do anything for me. There are many people doing things for me at the end of the day." Rong Lin insisted, "I just want you."

However, the frost retreated and Dai Mei frowned, "what do you want me to do?"

Does the old monster have any shady abnormal habits?

"Be my wife."

"Are you sick?" ran Shuang was unreasonable.

"No disease." Rong Lin seemed to have a good temper.

"Meet me there once, and you want me to be your wife?" ran Shuang was a little angry. Her eyes finally melted into ice and wanted to spray fire. "Besides, you old magic stick can also get a wife and have children?"

I don't want to think about how many guigeng are. How do old cows eat tender grass?

"I am a national teacher, not a Taoist." Rong Lin smiled with grace and grace. Leng was arguing like discussing the sky, Lang Lang and fragrant grass. "If you are my wife, I can take you back for research."

"Then I'm not your wife." however, Shuang Tiekou broke and decided to stop pestering. This fruit will have a chance in the future and find a way to get it. This is the research crazy national teacher. It seems very difficult to deal with.

However, Shuang put her hand against her jaw and began to meditate on the countermeasures.

Rong Lin sighed and seemed to retreat and ask for the second: "if you are not a wife, you should be a disciple, how about it?"

"Do you want me to worship you as a teacher?" ran Shuang was surprised.

Rong Lin smiled and nodded: "be an apprentice or a wife, you choose."

"Apprentice!" however, Shuang doesn't have to think about it. It's good to be an apprentice. He has to eat to protect his life. He can also get to Guangzheng university with incomparably high martial arts. Moreover, he has a high position and power. He is better near his thigh than he is now like a duckweed.

As for the trap plot or something, wait until she takes the medicine.

Her eyes flashed and stared at Rong Lin's slowly opening palm.

The red slowly appeared, but the white shadow flashed wildly in front of him and went straight to the palm of Rong Lin's hand.

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