See who comes clearly.

Fu Shiyi's eyebrows moved:

"Meet the Seventh Young Master, Senior Feng."

Feng Yu, wearing a black robe, stopped on Fu Shiyi for a moment, the scar on his face jumped, and a strange smile appeared on his handsome face.

Seeing this, Fu Shiyi felt aroused his heart.

Could it be that the other party has been hiding in the dark?

That uncle.

As expected.

The next moment, the extremely charming voice of the Seventh Young Master sounded:

"Miss Fu is worthy of being a chosen person with all kinds of spirits. He can even conquer the ghost servants of the fifth-level formation master. Not bad. We brothers and sisters are worried about how to open the treasure entrance magic array. They didn't expect that someone would give him a pillow when he was dozing off."

What it means.

The next trip to treasure.

Whether Fu Shiyi wanted to do so or not, he had to move forward together, and he had to summon his uncle Fu Zhifei.

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

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

"I discovered the treasure!"

Fu Shiyi's pupils shrank and he was stunned by the scene in front of him.

A refreshing fragrance overflows from this spiritual fruit.

However, this spiritual fruit is effective for the first time. What is more important is that the sausage fruit needs to be picked and taken, otherwise the effect of the medicine will disappear within half a cup of tea, and it will not be stored no matter what storage method.

She was quickly thinking about whether there was a possibility of escaping, and also thinking about how to bring her uncle Fu Zhifei with her side for a while.

A spiritual fruit can directly break through one level.

"What a pity, it's the turmeric fruit."

Fu Shiyi was delighted in his eyes.

Fruit fragrance enters the body.

Cross-winding vine tops.

Take a closer look.

Feng Yu followed him.

The moment you enter the yard.

But I saw that there was a long thin line hanging at the ends of these spiritual fruits. This thin line was clear and white, which was the mark of the turmeric fruit.

This spiritual fruit is for late-stage Jindan monks.

The seventh young master's words were filled with disappointment.

The space of consciousness cannot be used in front of people.

But I saw the yard full of cross-entwined branches and vines. The leaves in the shape of lanterns are constantly changing in blue and red. The whole yard is forged by a high-level spiritual plant. This spiritual plant becomes lush and growing wildly after losing the care of a dedicated person.

Fu Shiyi was shocked.

Feng Yu's magnetic voice is completely opposite to the Seventh Master. His tough appearance is completely different from the Seventh Master's gentleness. His aura is more comfortable than that of Seventh Master.

"Senior Xie Feng."

She counted carefully and found that the vine had a total of sixteen spiritual fruits, ten of which were already ripe. For her sake, the Seventh Young Master and Feng Yu would leave her one or two.

The squash has long been extinct outside the world.

Step into the Wujin House.

Fu Shiyi cursed in his heart at this moment.

Several red spiritual fruits as big as adult thumbs were hanging sporadically.

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

The true energy in Fu Shiyi's body was involuntarily running.

A strong aura came towards me in an instant.

After taking two steps, he turned around and smiled at Fu Shiyi with an evil smile:

"Miss Fu, you opened the formation, and you will naturally have your harvest inside. Let's come in together."

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

The seventh young master snorted coldly, disdaining to pay attention to Fu Shiyi.

Feng Yu seemed difficult to get along with, but he nodded slowly:

"The pine nuts have no effect on us, Miss Fu, you can pick them all."

I saw him wave his sleeves.
Chapter completed!