The cannon fodder of quick travel is not sad

Chapter 1148 There is a junior sister here 37
He felt uncomfortable, and he had to let other people experience the taste of despair.

The Taoist priest sneered: "You don't even understand what you are fighting for. You... Huh, you are really the worst treasure-hunting monks this time. Can you still have some professional ethics!"

learn?

The monks who were stung by the bees screamed again unwillingly.

"Old man, just tell me if you want to die!"

"Worst? Labor and management will let you know what it means to be tall!"

"Did you not have any tone other than ridicule when you stepped on the horse?" Soul Dan!"

"You know, you all know, let me admit that you are an encyclopedia!"

"You know so well, you have the ability to transform the Youtan fruit again!"

……

All of them have bad intentions.

They are also helpless.

Who knows this tree that grows in the deep mountains and old forests.

snort!
They were all brought here temporarily by Tiandao, why?Isn't it because a certain darling is coming, creating a difficult situation where you compete for each other.

Of course, the blooming of the Night Epiphyllum was not such a coincidence.

The Taoist priest sneered and said, "It's a short-lived flower. Do you think the fruits of the night-blooming night flower can survive for a long time? Please look up and see where the moon is, you fools!"

Monk: ...

Really looked up.

Fuck, the epiphyllum tree is pitch black, not even a ray of moonlight.

"Since You Epiphyllum can bear fruit only when it is illuminated by the moonlight, then naturally, once the moonlight disappears, the fruit will no longer exist."

Yep.

Just like the You Epiphyllum that was not favored by the Moon God before, it rotted away.

Everyone was dumbfounded.

Also, there is this statement?
He Wushuang was also stupid, please, she didn't think of it at all, okay?

According to long-term experience, no matter how precious the fruit is, it is at most the ginseng fruit in Journey to the West. It cannot be picked by hand or fall to the ground.

Who would have thought that picking a fruit would be effective!

His face was numb.

The three of Siru hid behind the bushes, and Ni'er took a mouthful of melon seeds and said, "Do you know that there is such a saying about You Epiphyllum Fruit?"

But as soon as she asked, she knew she was asking an idiot question.

really……

Si Ru nodded, "Of course, You Epiphyllum, Epiphyllum, even if you haven't heard of this kind of thing, you can infer it according to common sense."

I sighed silently in my heart.

I really don't understand how the monks in this class don't even know such simple things.

slacker student!

but--

Yun Yi looked at Si Ru: "She didn't get the Youtan Fruit, do you want to help her?"

funding?

Siru turned around and looked at Yunyi with a smile, "Why, I look like a charity worker?"

Yun Yi was taken aback for a moment, then understood.

This was originally a fierce battle, however, what everyone was fighting for was gone.

And grab a hammer!

Break up!

Go back to your own home, find your own mother!
He Wushuang was very depressed and decadent, she, she got nothing for the first time.

At this time, Siru put away his cloak long ago, and the three of them came out from behind the bushes.

smiling.

All I have to say is that the performance just now was wonderful and please keep up the good work.

He Wushuang bit his lip, his eyes showed a bit of resentment, Brother Leng, he... he didn't help himself just now and hid.

It's too heartbreaking.

Talk about true love!

She lowered her head, it seemed that the love in her heart was slowly disappearing.

Brother Leng, you will wear away my love for you.

Siru: Who cares.

He Wushuang knew that Siru got a Youtan fruit, she bit her lip, hesitated again and again, and said, "Brother Leng, can you... give me that Youtan fruit?"

"I really need it."

"Brother Leng's cultivation base should not be able to use Youtan fruit."

As we all know, you tan fruit is only useful for monks below the Nascent Soul.

Anyway, in He Wushuang's heart, the fruit Siru had already belonged to her.

"No way."

He heard a familiar and pleasant male voice.

He Wushuang was taken aback.

Siru smiled slightly, "Although I don't need Youtan fruit myself, it doesn't mean that it's useless for me to hold it." You must know that there are still many members of the Leng family who are stuck in the bottleneck and cannot get a breakthrough and can only wait to die.

"Junior Sister Wushuang, the road to cultivation is already difficult, but compared with the mortals in the Nine Continent, you have inherent advantages."

"You know what I mean."

"In this case, you should try harder."

"Instead of relying on others and props for everything."

"Look at Yun Yi, how hard she works and how much she has improved."

"I think you should have a sense of crisis. Even if you can ascend in the future, but above the nine heavens, is there anyone else who can help you besides yourself?"

"Think clearly."

At this moment, He Wushuang's heart was broken, and he was extremely embarrassed.

She just wanted to have a good time, but she was educated.

So, the teaching director is the most annoying person, but when did Brother Leng become such an annoying person.

So annoying!

Brother Leng, if you do this again, I won't play with you anymore.

He Wushuang left wearily.

any idea.

The Youtan fruit is in the hands of Big Brother Leng, and she can't beat Big Brother Leng.

funeral!
Because of grabbing fruit, Ye Qing and the others were stung very badly. After all, the characters are just male supporting characters and passers-by, and the script is not a harem type.

If you don't die, you will earn.

In the past, Leng Lingfeng took out pills to heal their injuries, but they couldn't get a good deal. This time, whoever is injured will be healed.

Don't cry if you have the ability!

A group of people walked out of the forest and found a small town inn to heal and rest.

outside the forest.

A few young monks wearing clothes with the logo of a certain sect walked on the road blankly.

"Ouch!"

Suddenly a person let out a scream.

He grinned in pain, "Why does my face hurt so much?"

It was unbearable.

It felt like being bitten by a poisonous insect.

"My face hurts too!"

"Me too."

"My body hurts too, as if someone kicked me hard."

"Oh your face!"

"Fuck, it's scary!"

"No, no way, I still want to use this handsome face to tease young lady!"

……

When the eyes became clear, I suddenly saw the faces of fellow apprentices, and the Tucao meeting turned into a thriller in seconds.

"Ghost!"

"Kill you kill you!"

"It hurts so much! What's going on, Laozi has no memory at all!"

"By the way, what is this place? Aren't we wandering around the town?"

Appearing suddenly outside the forest, the whole person experienced a fierce battle.

But Mao and the others didn't remember anything.

Could it be that you drank the love water?

On a rock at the edge of the forest fell asleep a middle-aged man in Taoist attire, with a wine gourd pinned to his waist, reeking of alcohol.

Of course, the bumps on the face were red and swollen.

The Taoist snores.

Have a sweet dream.

He has been here for more than three months. In less than a month, the Youtan fruit will mature, and the bottleneck he has been stuck in for 200 years will be broken through in one fell swoop.

The deep night-blooming night-blooming tree...

There was a light on the Taoist's sleeping face. If he hadn't entered the forest by accident, he would not have found such a big tree.

Youtang fruit, his!
(End of this chapter)