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Chapter 172 The vest bursts, morals are lost

This person is none other than Lu Weibin.

He was surprised by the hanging green sprouting from the ground around him. There was also a soft and waxy little dumpling hanging on it. The lush branches and leaves protected the little child, like branches building nests for birds.

As a businessman, Lu Weibin naturally knew that this kind of lychee was once auctioned on ancient Earth in the Blue Star Era, and a single fruit could fetch a sky-high price.

What's more, this is a fruit tree with branches covered with fruits, which are worthy of one of his rich mines.

It is true that people cannot be judged by appearance, and sea water cannot be measured!

This is the invisible rich woman!

A pair of passionate peach blossom eyes looked at the visitor. She could suppress the shock and excitement in her heart and curled her lips into a smile: "Miss Lin, you are so amazing."

"Xiao Bai Tuan!" Lin Xingran walked towards his son with vigorous steps, as if he was walking off the ground.

She had spent a lot of mental energy trying to find her son, and was obviously a little exhausted. Fortunately, some of the scattered mental energy could be recovered.

After she stopped emitting spiritual power, the green plants all over the city began to age, wither, and their fruits began to fall.

The fruit can still be eaten, but the mental energy in the ripened part of the melon cannot be recovered.

It was just the branches and trunks that Lin Xingran could take back as long as he no longer provided spiritual energy.

Lu Weibin saw the mutated peach tree growing to a height of more than ten meters, towering in full bloom, and scorching the sky. Before it even had time to bear fruit, the pieces began to fall off.

There are also mutated large trees such as pear blossoms, apricot blossoms, and pomegranate blossoms. They have lost the spiritual support of the planting system, and the land cannot provide enough nutrients. The branches have aged and the flowers have withered.

Falling flowers are in full bloom, and the city is filled with flowers.

The beauty is beautiful, but it has lost its vitality and is miserable and miserable.

It seems to be performing a withered romance that will end only until death.

The spiritual power is accompanied by fallen leaves flying, scattered into mud and crushed into dust, only the fragrance remains the same.

Lu Weibin's pair of twinkling peach blossom eyes looked extremely regretful: "Ms. Lin, this green tree grows best, please don't let it wither..."

Not to mention that Lu Weibin wouldn't let it go, and Yan Moxi wouldn't let it go either: "Xiao Mu Mu, I immediately applied to the National Plant Association to list the hanging green plant as a special protected plant, and blocked off this area. From now on, I will be responsible for supporting this place.

A lychee tree!”

"Wait a minute, did you miss the point?" Lin Xingran recovered his mental power without losing his mind.

"Ah...oh..." Yan Moxi's eyes and mind were washed away by the green plants, and he almost forgot his original purpose, "Where is the woman who kidnapped Xiaobai Tuan?"

"Xiao Bai Tuan's eyes are as beautiful as my mother's. I recognized him immediately, so I beat the bad woman away and rescued him." Lu Weibin had a smile in his eyes and was very sincere.

"Is that so?" Lin Xingran looked at Xiao Baituan.

If he hadn't followed him to learn farming, and Yan Moxi had encouraged him to give birth to the plant, and put the seeds in his little pocket, it would have been difficult to find such an iconic plant for a while.

"At first I thought it was grandma, but then I asked grandma if it hurt. She said no, and I knew she was not grandma. I tried to break away but she held her tightly. Fortunately, this uncle passed by and warned her not to let go.

Just call the police and that saves me..."

Xiaobai Tuan didn't realize that Eliza was played by someone else at first. It wasn't until the grandparents chatted about their daily lives and asked about their illnesses that they realized something was wrong.

Lin Xingran picked up Xiaobai Tuan and looked at the three men: "Thank you for today."

Lin Xingran picked up her child and wanted to leave, but the streets were crowded with people, all rushing towards her.

"Retreat! Retreat! Retreat!"

Yan Moxibustion released spiritual power, and a fence appeared nearby with thorns and thorns to intercept the onlookers who were rushing towards it.

The bustling downtown seemed to have degenerated into a primeval forest, with withered mutated trees and thorns setting off the scene. The night was originally very dark, and with such a sky-blocking sun, there was an indescribable gloominess.

Not only ordinary citizens, but also reporters from the Star News came, and of course other paparazzi also came.

Lights shot out, spotlights flashed, and three men, one woman, and a child were surrounded.

The four of them stood under the lychee tree. The red and green fruits were plump and juicy, making everyone salivate.

There are tempting delicacies here, as well as heart-wrenching gossip.

People smelled the fruity aroma, swallowed their saliva, and filled the place with curiosity. There was no blind spot at 360 degrees.

"Someone broke the news that Lin Xingran, the translator of the Ministry of Foreign Affairs, is Mullin, the chief of the Agricultural College of the Fourth University. It seems that this is true?"

"Oh my god, is there still light in this world? Is there anyone who can take my place in school these days?"

"This courtesan has low academic qualifications. Does she want to go to school to get gold?"

Hearing the word "social butterfly", Lin Xingran's bright starry eyes turned into ashes, shattered and dusty, and he threw himself at the talkative and ignorant troll: "I graduated from the first university, do I need to go to the fourth university to be gilded?"

"That's right, I am an outstanding graduate of the first university, why do I need to go back and get a scholarship?" Yu Qingyi hurriedly helped, getting more and more enthusiastic as she spoke. Thanks to the information given by her father, "Ms. Lin entered the diplomatic service at a young age.

Department, she entered as a member of the Department of Implantology, so you can imagine how good she is. She even skipped several levels and studied for a bachelor's degree, a master's degree and a Ph.D. at the same time!"

"It turns out that Lin Xingran is from the No. 1 University. He is so good-looking and has such a high degree of education!" Someone was surprised.

"Yeah, I thought she got in because of her beauty, and her reputation as a social butterfly has always been spread outside." Someone teased.

"But this also shows that academic qualifications and morality are not directly proportional. No matter how hard you clean it, it will never be whitened. She replaced Mullin in school!"

"That's right, Mu Lin comes from a garbage planet. He studied hard to get into a university in the city of God, and he was actually replaced to go to school!"

"It's too much. It's morally corrupt and humane."

"That's not the case, don't talk nonsense!" Yan Moxibustion quickly explained, "I will hold a meeting at the school later to clarify and explain to the whole country why Lin Xingran replaced Mulin at school."

"Explain now! I'll give you time so you can figure out how to excuse yourself!"

"Yes, any press conference is often just an excuse to find evidence to prove one's innocence!"

"Justice for the Muslims! Justice for the Muslims! Justice for the Muslims!"

I don’t know who started it, and then everyone seemed to be parading through the streets, trying to nail Lin Xingran to a hanging tree.

It was bustling, life was changing, and everyone was making a fuss.

Lu Weibin looked at the woman beside him. Her facial features were as delicate as glass, her nose was small, her eyebrows were curved, her eyes were clear, and her eyebrows were like those of an old friend.

It's just that the old friend is a squeamish version.

But her slender and straight figure, with icy muscles and jade bones, is like flowers blooming on the concrete floor, so tenacious and strong.

Even after her waistcoat burst and she was accused of moral turpitude by the whole people, she was not at all depressed. Instead, she breathed a sigh of relief.

Looking at the little white ball in her arms again, she protected him well.

As an outsider, his thoughts couldn't help but wander.

If he had not forced that woman to death, the fetus in her belly would have taken shape and grown up after birth.

He looked at the girl next to him and couldn't help but fall into a trance.

Gillian, are you back?


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