Mu Xiaobao has loved eating fruit since he was a child, because his mother said it is the only thing that has only benefits and no harm no matter how much he eats.
The abundant spiritual power in the Fantasy Valley is very suitable for the growth of spiritual fruits. Mu Xiaobao's sword energy has improved rapidly at such a young age, which has a lot to do with the fact that he has used spiritual fruits as dessert since he was a child.
But since I came out of Huanxian Valley, I have already eaten all the ones I brought with me, so now when I see the spirit fruit, it is like seeing a relative, "Mother, what is this? Xiaobao has never seen it before."
"Fortunately, I decided to take you out to open your eyes, otherwise you would have been like a frog sitting in a well looking at the sky. Xiaobao, this world is very big. Don't take Huanxian Valley as a standard, otherwise you will appear to be too short-sighted."
Mu Xiaobao nodded eagerly, "I understand, mother, can I eat it?"
"Of course!"
Mu Xiaobao ate the spirit fruit excitedly, and after taking the first bite, he said, "Mom, this is even more delicious than the red xuan fruit! Wow, there is actually a green xuan fruit. Xiaobao hasn't seen it for a long time.
Mother, where did you get it from?"
Mu Lingbo leaned on the bed, "Well, this is actually the new friend my mother found for you. You have a taste, and then wait for it to come to you for food."
Mu Xiaobao said while biting, "What kind of uncle is he this time?"
Mu Lingbo coughed twice to remind him not to talk as if he had met many uncles, and those uncles really had nothing to do with her, okay?
He glanced outside the door inadvertently, and then said, "This is a little animal friend, but it is very naive, so it didn't come back with my mother."
Mu Xiaobao stopped while eating, "Is this really the case?"
Mu Lingbo stared at the ceiling in boredom, "Don't worry about the facts. Whatever my mother says is what it is."
Mu Xiaobao thought for a while and stopped after eating the first Xiaoxiang fruit.
"Why doesn't Xiaobao eat?"
Mu Xiaobao carefully wrapped all the spirit fruits, "Xiaobao, keep it and eat it slowly. And what if Xiaobao finishes eating and his new friends run away sadly without seeing them."
Mu Lingbo looked at Mu Xiaobao carefully wrapping the spirit fruit, and couldn't tell how he felt.
Living in the world of adults all day long, in the final analysis, he is just a child. It would be a pity if a child only has adults in his childhood.
"Then Xiaobao, please remember to pay attention tonight and see if you can make new friends."
Late at night, Mu Lingbo was already drowsy, but found that Mu Xiaobao had not come to bed yet, and was still staying near the spirit fruit.
The only thing she could do was to pray that the thousand-year-old raccoon dog would be smarter and come back to grab food. She really didn't want to see Xiaobao's disappointed expression after waiting for a long, long time.
I don't know how much time passed, but Mu Xiaobao sighed deeply. Looking at the open window, he felt that new friends would never come again.
He walked to the window, held his face in his hands, and said sadly, "Why don't you come? Xiaobao can give it back!"
When Xiaobao was getting ready to go to bed, he suddenly saw two dark spots on the snow in the corner outside the window. They were a pair of eyes.
He suppressed the little excitement in his heart, looked in that direction expectantly, and said in a small voice, "Hi, I'm Xiaobao. Are you here to find the spiritual fruit? How about we be friends!"
The thousand-year-old raccoon dog blinked, and Mu Xiaobao immediately trotted back and took the bag of spirit fruits to the window sill and placed it on the window sill. He continued to hold his face and look into the eyes over there, waiting.
