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Chapter 482 What is he going to say?

Luo Qingfeng sat on the big chair behind the desk, leaning lazily on the back of the chair with her eyes lightly closed.

The candlelight fell on her body, and her whole body exuded a soft light.

What the few people saw when they walked in was this scene. They were stunned for a moment and stared blankly at the soft profile.

Ye Feng has been obsessed with her for a long time. From the first time he met her, the young lady he saw, remembered and thought about was always confident and flamboyant, so dazzling that people dared not look directly at her.

At this time, the young lady exuded peace and softness all over her body. Although she was different from the one in her memory, she was equally dazzling. I could only look up at her.

Husu, Feiyue, Lingyue, Yewu, Yejue, Yesha and others are not like this.

This was the first time for them to see such a young lady, but she was still so beautiful and breathtaking.

"Why, do you want to stand at the door and say it?" The red lips opened slightly, and the cold voice sounded unhurriedly, with a bit of laziness in the words.

Everyone came to their senses immediately and hurried over.

"Miss"

"Miss Qingfeng"

They spoke in unison and stood in front of the desk.

Luo Qingfeng slowly opened his eyes, a trace of fatigue flashed in his eyes, and then the fatigue disappeared immediately, too fast for anyone to catch him.

"I have nothing else to do with you." She stopped talking and dug into the ring, and seven fruits fell into her palm.

"One for each person." She handed it out.

I'm really feeling sleepy, so I need to go back and take a rest.

fruit

Husu came over and took the seven spiritual fruits, and then Yefeng and the others took one each.

"Miss, this fruit looks familiar." Husu said thoughtfully, as if he had seen it somewhere.

"It's called Dragon Soul Zhuguo, don't waste it." Luo Qingfeng reminded lazily.

She didn't want to say that it was the Dragon Soul Zhu Guo, but when she told Luo Zi, she didn't forget his expression at that time.

But if she didn't tell them, she was worried that they would waste it.

After all, the dragon soul red fruit is rare

"I have a mother-in-law." Husu held the fruit in his hand, his eyes shining brightly.

Dragon Soul Zhuguo This is Dragon Soul Zhuguo

"Xiao Xiaoxiao," he said incoherently, and he didn't say anything else for a long time.

Oh my God

How to say this, how to express his excitement

What is he going to say at this time?

No, this is really the Dragon Soul Zhu Guo

No, no, how could the lady lie to them?

But, but, but

Damn it, what is he going to say?

"Husu, do you know what this is?" Ye Wubu asked, why are you so excited?

Husu was overwhelmed when he heard this and turned his head and glared.

"Nonsense, I am the leader of a gang after all." Of course I know this. "The Dragon Soul Vermilion Fruit is a sacred object for cultivators, and is also called the Holy Fruit."

Who in Donglin Kingdom doesn't want to get one, but he heard that only the temple has a few of them.

Even if you spend millions of gold, you can't buy this fruit

But the lady actually took out seven at once

Seven

Husuba smacked his lips, a little reluctant to eat.

Luo Qingfeng couldn't help laughing when she saw Husu wanting to eat but being reluctant to part with it.

"No matter how good something is, if it has no value, what's the use?" she said calmly.

If the dragon soul red fruit is eaten, it is a sacred object for cultivators. If it is offered as an offering, it is not a sacred object.

Husu was stunned for a moment, then gradually calmed down. Looking at the fruit in his hand, his smile slowly dissipated.

"The lady is right." This is meant to be eaten. What's the value if you don't eat it?


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