My WeChat Lian Yaojie

Chapter 1150
"what?"

Everyone was shocked.

There is such a magical apple in this world?

Couldn't it be Han Motian deliberately making up a story in order to highlight the value of his gift?
People are puzzled.

But real gold is not afraid of fire.

Han Motian said lightly: "Uncle Mu, you can pick up the snow red fruit and look at the imprint under it."

In fact, Mu Feng believed it a little bit in his heart.

Otherwise, as the young master of the Han family, if you fool people with an apple, it won't be a shame if it spreads.

He picked up the snow red fruit and looked at its bottom.

"There is a ring like an annual ring at the bottom, and one circle represents one year old. This snow red fruit has ten circles in total, isn't it fake?"

Mu Feng checked it.

"It's really ten laps."

"Actually, it's normal if you don't know! As far as I know, there are only a dozen Xuehongguo fruit trees in China, and they have produced only a hundred fruits over the years, and the people who can buy them are even rarer."

Han Motian continued: "To verify my words, Uncle Mu, you can taste it in public."

"Okay, then I'll try."

Mu Feng was also extremely curious.

An apple, he does not believe it can have the effect of prolonging life.

He took a fruit knife and cut a piece and put it in his mouth.

Immediately attracted by the explosive juice.

good to eat.

This is his first impression.

Then, he could feel the juice surrounding his body, and a warm force swept his whole body, making him very comfortable.

Ye Fan was a little surprised.

I didn't expect that Xuehongguo really existed in Huaxia.

But he could see clearly through his piercing eyes.

The fruit in Mu Feng's hand is completely different from his own.

The first is internal surprise.

Ordinary fruits have almost no spiritual energy, only a little bit, which can be ignored.

The spiritual energy produced by the demon world is rich, not to mention ordinary people, even Ye Fan has benefited a lot from eating it.

Next is the outline.

Ordinary fruits are no different from apples, with some pits and hollows, and there is a touch of yellow in the white.

But the ones produced in the demon world are pure and flawless, round and jade-like, just like carefully crafted snowballs.

Which is better.

Know it at a glance.

"Hahaha! Good stuff, really good stuff."

Mu Feng laughed out loud.

With just one sip, he felt that his strength had grown a lot.

Han Motian smiled proudly at Han Mosheng, his eyes were full of contempt.

Immediately, he whispered.

"Brother, what you give is money, what I give is life, can you compare with me?"

Han Mo clenched his fists in anger, his veins bulging.

Who would have thought that he would be willing to take out such a precious thing just to get a girl.

In fact, Han Motian was not only for taking down Mu Xiaoya, but more for the Muyang Group.

The assets owned by such a huge real estate group are astronomical.

If he could cooperate with him, his chances of winning the position of Patriarch of the Han family in the future would be greatly increased.

"you are vicious!"

"You still have a lot to learn, haha!"

Han Motian said: "Uncle Mu, I have admired Xiaoya for a long time, I wonder if you can connect me and let Xiaoya and I become good friends?"

"no problem."

Mu Feng is not a fool.

Just this game.

Obviously the young master has the upper hand.

Although he doesn't approve of Mu Xiaoya and Han Motian being together, it doesn't hurt to make friends.

"Xiaoya, talk to the two young masters of the Han family. We know each other, and we can help each other in the future."

"dad!"

Mu Xiaoya pouted her mouth full of reluctance.

"Don't look reluctant, the snow red fruit sent by others can add three years to Dad's life, and it won't be exchanged for a thousand dollars, how sincere it is."

"you……"

Mu Xiaoya hadn't finished speaking yet.

It was interrupted by an extremely crisp voice.

"Crack!"

"What's going on? Who's firing the cannons?"

Everyone looked around, looking for the source of the sound.

Ye Fan didn't expect that he would attract so many people's attention just by taking a bite of Xuehong fruit.

"Sorry, sorry."

He smiled mischievously, and continued to hide in the corner as a quiet handsome man.

Mu Xiaoya was overjoyed, and hurried over to pull him over.

"Ye Fan, I finally found you!"

Then, she whispered.

"You are too careless, you haven't shown up for so long, didn't you promise to pretend to be my boyfriend?"

Ye Fan said lightly: "I think you are too popular, so I don't have the nerve to bother you."

"Hmph, they're all excuses, not enough friends."

"Xiaofan, you are here!"

Mu Feng looked happy.

As he got closer and closer.

Immediately, sharp-eyed people spotted the snow red fruit in his hand.

"I'll go! Look everyone, isn't he eating snow red fruit?"

"Is it the fruit that Han Motian said can prolong life and cure all diseases?"

"Really, exactly the same!"

"No, it seems to be more advanced than the one given by Young Master Han."

see this scene.

Han Motian sneered slightly.

"How is it possible? Snow red fruit is extremely precious, how could someone eat it as a snack? The apple in his hand must be an ordinary white apple."

Everyone nodded silently.

"That's right, looking at his calm and unappreciative appearance, he must not be Xue Hongguo."

"Not necessarily? How can an apple be so delicate?"

"I think we still need to verify it before we can make a conclusion."

……

"Hahaha! Who said just now that there are more than a hundred snow red fruits?"

"I actually saw two of them in one day, do I have to buy a lottery ticket?"

Han Mosheng sneered and said, "It's so evil, but it's actually nothing special."

Finally let him find the point of resistance.

Of course can not let go.

However, he did not expect such an embarrassing occasion.

The person who came forward to rescue him turned out to be Ye Fan.

Also, why is he here?
Han Motian's face was livid: "Hmph, verify it."

"Brother, can you show me the apple in your hand?"

Ye Fan handed it over directly.

He was looking for a slap in the face.

Certainly can not refuse ah.

"Do you remember, I said just now that the real snow red fruit depends on the circle under the root, the more it means the longer the age."

Han Motian showed everyone the snow red fruit in Ye Fan's hand.

Suddenly, everyone froze on the spot.

He smiled.

"Look, don't you?"

"Hahaha!"

Han Mosheng laughed again.

"Oh my god, I'm so funny! Brother, take a good look. Not only do they have them, but they can't even count them."

"how can that be possible?"

Han Motian turned over the fruit and took a look for himself.

The dense annual rings almost made him suffer from dense syndrome.

More than 100 pieces?
I go!

Is this fruit going to become essence?

He rolled his eyes and said again.

"How can it be? There are more than 100 growth rings here. Do you believe that a fruit can grow for more than 100 years? Anyway, I don't believe it."

"It seems really impossible."

"Ten years is not bad, but a hundred years is a bit too much."

"This fruit is probably fake."

(End of this chapter)