On the fate of admitting the wrong gender
Chapter 60
"Little Junior Sister..."
The boy's kiss was green and passionate, maybe it was the longing accumulated over several lives and deaths that gave him so much courage, he not only dared to be rude, but also dared to gently pry open "her" lips and teeth, following his instinct to test her attack.
"Mu Qiwu" would naturally not refuse, a playful smile flashed in his eyes, and he asked for whatever he wanted, feeling the rare initiative of a teenager.
His body temperature was very warm, and his shoulders were still shaking slightly.
People can't help but want to hold it.
After a while, the lips parted, and the two stared at each other, one nervous and the other gentle.
Mu Qiwu smiled: "Brother, stay here."
"Huh?" Fang Yuan blushed belatedly, "Little Junior Sister, I miss you so much."
"I miss senior brother too."
Fang Yuan leaned down again, and hugged her.
The two talked for a long time,? There was no content,? But they just wanted to stick together.It wasn't until Mo Xiaofan came out of the bath that Fang Yuan let go of Mu Qiwu.
Seeing him wet, Fang Yuan wrapped the pup in a large cotton cloth, and kissed him: "What do you want to eat?"
Mo Xiaofan groaned.
Mu Qiwu smiled faintly: "It's all fine."
In fact, that's what Fang Yuan knew how to do. He stewed a chicken soup, fried a few plates of shredded bamboo shoots, stuffed a small can of mushrooms, and served them to the table.
The three of them had a warm dinner by candlelight.
The bamboo door blocks the cold, and there are wind chimes hanging on the lamp stand. The small room is just like an ordinary farmer's house in the world. The food is fragrant and full of people.
"Junior sister, is it delicious?"
"Ah."
Fang Yuan took a piece of chicken wing for her, and gave Mo Xiaofan a chicken leg. These are spirit chickens raised in Linggu, and they are delicious.
Mu Qiwu finished eating one by one.
It wasn't until the moon was in the sky that Fang Yuan reluctantly went to the bamboo building next to him. Before leaving, his eyes were attached: "Junior sister, see you tomorrow."
Mu Qiwu pursed his lips: "Okay."
……
Fang Yuan randomly opened the door of a bamboo building, only to find that the interior had already been arranged.
Silk hanging curtains, bamboo mats and soft quilts, and the table is not stained with dust. It can be seen that people often come to clean it with the dust-cleaning formula.
And in this place, the only one who can clean it is Mu Qiwu.
Fang Yuan's heart was full of sweetness, after taking a bath and going to bed, he played a game of chasing tails with Mo Xiaofan.
A long goose feather twirled overhead, and the pup chased around in circles until Fang Yuan rubbed him into his arms until he became dizzy at last.
"Miss me? Huh?"
Mo Xiaofan's tail was still fluffy, wrapped around Fang Yuan's wrist.
As soon as his short legs fell, they fell on the quilt, and the claws on the white side pulled, tearing off the embroidery on it.
Like a big lump of coal, only the amber eyes are staring straight at it.
Fang Yuan squeezed his claws for him, and had a comfortable meal.
When the pup was pinched until he was half asleep, he kissed his ear.
The two fell asleep affectionately, and Fang Yuan got up early in the morning on the first day to prepare a loving breakfast for the little junior sister.
A soft-boiled poached egg with two smiling eyes made of carrots, a piece of spirit fruit as a nose, and a crooked mouth.
——Tips for Love: Prepare a little surprise every day to make every day sweeter.
Mu Qiwu really liked it very much. After watching it carefully for a while, he ate it bite by bite.
After that, the life in Shangqing Xianzong was just like that of a god.
Talking about piano and practicing swords, planting flowers and watering, no one disturbs, and there are no chores, Fang Yuan has a feeling that they have already lived in seclusion.
Mu Qiwu is very good at using the sword, at least better than Fang Yuan, and she will correct Fang Yuan's posture every day when she practices the sword.
"The sword's momentum is wrong."
"Too high."
"Too light—" She frowned slightly, raised the tip of Fang Yuan's sword with one sword, and the two swords intersected, leading him half a circle—
Amazingly accurate.
This is different from Fang Yuan's original imagination of the Affectionate Sword, which directly turned into a teaching and beating scene, but he was only lost for a while, and then he started to study seriously.
Although he doesn't practice the way of swordsmanship, but he doesn't overwhelm himself with too many skills, he can always realize something.
At this time, Fang Yuan had already digested all the improvements brought to him by Shuiqinglian, Tianshui Lake, and the Yin Qi of the ghost world, and the time was ripe to absorb the bergamot vine.
He can't wait to devour it, as long as he succeeds, the bergamot vine will be his biggest attack method at present.
Before going to Yaodu, Fang Yuan brought Mo Xiaofan to several hideouts of vicious vines, besides peach blossom vines, he also collected thousand spider vines, Moluo trees, and Bihua leaves into his dantian.
Thousand spider vines, low-grade mysterious grade, aquatic spiritual plants, are extremely cruel and poisonous underwater.
Mara tree, low quality of mysterious grade, desert spiritual plant, detoxifying insect poison, holy grade of insidious poison, the juice is golden.
Bihuaye, middle-grade Xuan-level quality, herbal spiritual plant, small and sharp, with very rare spirit-guiding qualities, it is best to use it as the carrier of the Ten Thousand Leaf Flying Flower Flow.
In addition, there are some fragments, which were sealed in the jade box.
At that time, because Fang Yuan was in the demon capital, it was so inconvenient, and because the digestion of spiritual power was imminent, he didn't have the time and conditions to master these spiritual plants, and he rarely used them afterwards.
Moreover, the spiritual plants are messy, without a backbone, it is difficult to have a method.
But now, this main body has appeared, which is the bergamot vine.
Fang Yuan chose a good day to retreat, with his younger junior sister and Mu Qiwu as protectors, he quietly absorbed in the cave.The impact brought by the bergamot vine was far beyond imagination. As soon as the buds were coiled up, the leaves and tendrils turned golden like gold.
The vines are rootless and invisible, twisted like water, only the bottom is as red as human blood.
"Huh..." Fang Yuan closed his eyes and began to absorb it.
……
……
This time of retreat, one month passed directly.
At the beginning of September, the bergamot cave came out, and half of the sky was dyed with brilliant gold, which shocked the [-] inner peaks of the Shangqing.
"This is... the bergamot vine?!"
Someone gasped: "Which tree belongs to the great power, actually found the bergamot vine as the natal spiritual plant?!"
This is a heavenly spirit plant!
The life principle of the disciples of the Shangqing Immortal Sect is to prefer emptiness to abuse, so there are not a few people who wait until they become sages, caves, or even disabled people to absorb their natal spiritual plants.
As long as the grade is high enough, follow-up breakthroughs are no problem.
And after knowing that there was only one apprentice brother living in Qingyaju, who was also an apprentice with her, the crowd immediately boiled over.
"This son's luck is against the sky. If he really succeeds, he will definitely have a place in the future tribulation period!"
"Open, place your bets!"
Many people gathered outside Qingyaju to inquire about news, Xie Qingshu did the same.
But unlike others, he was more solemn.
He thought that Fang Yuan would only absorb the bergamot vine when his cultivation level was higher in the future, but he didn't expect that he couldn't wait now.
Finally, another nine days later, the sky was full of Buddha's light, and a coercion of harmony swayed from the deep valley, and the grass grew wildly, full of vitality.
"Sacred!"
"He succeeded!"
Unable to hold back, Xie Qingshu broke through the restriction first and entered Qingyaju.The people behind wanted to catch up, but they were thrown out by him and blocked again.
"No reason!"
But no matter how dissatisfied they were, they did not dare to challenge Xie Qingshu's majesty, so they could only wait outside.
When Xie Qingshu arrived, he saw Fang Yuan coming out of the cave. He was wearing a black robe, with gentle eyes, talking to Mu Qiwu and Mo Xiaofan, with a golden vine wrapped around his hand.
Seeing Xie Qingshu, Fang Yuan's eyes lit up: "Fight?"
Xie Qingshu was taken aback for a moment, then a smile appeared on her lips: "Yes."
Fang Yuan walked slowly to the side of the platform, and made a hand formula, and the black robe encouraged him: "Then you have to be careful."
As soon as he finished speaking, three golden bergamot vines rose from the place where Xie Qingshu was, and they were as thick as five people hugging each other, with murderous intent!
Xie Qingshu's pupils shrank——
He actually summoned a Lingzhi who was as shameless as the bergamot itself!
These bergamot vines, except that the grade was lowered to the same level as Fang Yuan, the rest of the characteristics have not changed. If anyone is touched by it, not only all the vitality and blood will be nourished, but also the cultivation base will be taken away.
However, this is far from a reality.
Xie Qingshu soared into the air, with amazing sword intent, and went out from the encirclement of the bergamot vine with a single turn.
Fang Yuan's hand gesture changed, and he jumped up, like Yukong, shuttled among the vines that suddenly danced wildly.
Three, six, nine—up to eighteen.
Xie Qingshu fed him moves with ease, and did not "capture the king" too quickly, but fought with him for dozens of rounds.Fang Yuan naturally knew his kindness, so he devoted himself to testing the limit of the bergamot.
As it turns out, it does have its downsides.
It's just that Fang Yuan's mastery is not enough, and he has nowhere to use his strength against the fast-moving monks.
But as long as it is entangled, it will be sucked clean within a few breaths, and the lethality is indeed amazing.
Xie Qingshu fell to the ground, held the sword in his arms and said far away: "Now you have proved your strength. Shangqing doesn't ask the disciples why, how about it, are you willing to join?"
Fang Yuan smiled: "Let's talk about it, it's not bad to do casual practice, it's free."
Xie Qingshu looked at him and sighed.
After a lot of accumulation, Fang Yuan is finally about to take the lead.
And now, he is only 19 years old.
Maybe it's because the teenager is usually too low-key and speaks kindly, which always gives people an illusion of harmlessness.
But in fact, he has gone from entering the country to becoming a saint in one year. How can he be a mediocre person after completing the journey of other proud people for decades, or even hundreds of years.
From ancient times to the present, there are only ten fingers who can achieve this achievement.
……
The news of Fang Yuan's breakthrough and becoming a saint quickly reached everyone's ears, causing even more commotion.
However, there are restrictions outside Qingyaju, Fang Yuan let them squat to guard, and when they get impatient, they will naturally leave.
The invitation was accepted only politely.
He just wanted to celebrate with his junior sister and the others.
Nothing else is needed, just make a table of snacks for the whole family, watch the moon and catch a fish, it will be perfect.
Mu Qiwu naturally did as he wished, the three of them barbecued by the lake, Mo Xiaofan played with fireflies, and squatted by the lake to catch fish.
Fang Yuan sprinkled a lot of chili powder, and handed the first grilled fish to Mu Qiwu: "Junior Sister, try it quickly, it's very tender."
Mu Qiwu thanked him, and lightly took a bite of the fish: "It's delicious."
After a while, she said again: "Brother, don't you want to go to the banquet?"
Others broke through and became a saint, not to mention celebrating, at least they will be complacent for a few days.But Fang Yuan seemed to be ignorant, he just passed by in a daze after grilling a fish by the lake.
Fang Yuan smiled at her: "No, I don't know them."
Mu Qiwu looked at him.
Fang Yuan was embarrassed for a while, but still said: "I practice hard to protect you and not engage in those fancy things."
He had seen the hypocrisy of the banquet before when the cheap master gave him a banquet.
"But Junior Sister... don't be angry if I didn't tell you something."
Mu Qiwu became interested, she hummed, and took another bite of the fish: "Senior brother, tell me."
Fang Yuan muttered for a long time, the fish in his hand was a little burnt.
But he finally mustered up the courage to explain everything that happened in the ghost world with the shortest sentences.
Thinking about it now, the ghost world, the sect leader, Fengdu, and Xiao Qing are like a dream, but they really existed and happened.
Including the chaotic relationship with Xiao Qing.
After he finished explaining, Mu Qiwu didn't speak for a long time.
Fang Yuan's heart slowly cooled down, and he said softly: "Little Junior Sister, don't be angry."
"I only like you, not Xiao Qing, not at all."
The author has something to say: Xiao Qing: You used to call me Senior Xiao, but now you call me Smelly Xiao Qing, the love is gone.
The next chapter will be off the horse~
感谢在2021-07-02?04:32:33~2021-07-03?04:44:30期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~
Thanks to the little angel who threw the mine: inverted crown, ガ? 1;
Thanks to the little angels who irrigate the nutrient solution: Fish that eat cats? 10 bottles; Xunye, Yuyu Xingkong? 5 bottles; Yuhan, Spoon and Spoon Ci? 2 bottles;
Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!
The boy's kiss was green and passionate, maybe it was the longing accumulated over several lives and deaths that gave him so much courage, he not only dared to be rude, but also dared to gently pry open "her" lips and teeth, following his instinct to test her attack.
"Mu Qiwu" would naturally not refuse, a playful smile flashed in his eyes, and he asked for whatever he wanted, feeling the rare initiative of a teenager.
His body temperature was very warm, and his shoulders were still shaking slightly.
People can't help but want to hold it.
After a while, the lips parted, and the two stared at each other, one nervous and the other gentle.
Mu Qiwu smiled: "Brother, stay here."
"Huh?" Fang Yuan blushed belatedly, "Little Junior Sister, I miss you so much."
"I miss senior brother too."
Fang Yuan leaned down again, and hugged her.
The two talked for a long time,? There was no content,? But they just wanted to stick together.It wasn't until Mo Xiaofan came out of the bath that Fang Yuan let go of Mu Qiwu.
Seeing him wet, Fang Yuan wrapped the pup in a large cotton cloth, and kissed him: "What do you want to eat?"
Mo Xiaofan groaned.
Mu Qiwu smiled faintly: "It's all fine."
In fact, that's what Fang Yuan knew how to do. He stewed a chicken soup, fried a few plates of shredded bamboo shoots, stuffed a small can of mushrooms, and served them to the table.
The three of them had a warm dinner by candlelight.
The bamboo door blocks the cold, and there are wind chimes hanging on the lamp stand. The small room is just like an ordinary farmer's house in the world. The food is fragrant and full of people.
"Junior sister, is it delicious?"
"Ah."
Fang Yuan took a piece of chicken wing for her, and gave Mo Xiaofan a chicken leg. These are spirit chickens raised in Linggu, and they are delicious.
Mu Qiwu finished eating one by one.
It wasn't until the moon was in the sky that Fang Yuan reluctantly went to the bamboo building next to him. Before leaving, his eyes were attached: "Junior sister, see you tomorrow."
Mu Qiwu pursed his lips: "Okay."
……
Fang Yuan randomly opened the door of a bamboo building, only to find that the interior had already been arranged.
Silk hanging curtains, bamboo mats and soft quilts, and the table is not stained with dust. It can be seen that people often come to clean it with the dust-cleaning formula.
And in this place, the only one who can clean it is Mu Qiwu.
Fang Yuan's heart was full of sweetness, after taking a bath and going to bed, he played a game of chasing tails with Mo Xiaofan.
A long goose feather twirled overhead, and the pup chased around in circles until Fang Yuan rubbed him into his arms until he became dizzy at last.
"Miss me? Huh?"
Mo Xiaofan's tail was still fluffy, wrapped around Fang Yuan's wrist.
As soon as his short legs fell, they fell on the quilt, and the claws on the white side pulled, tearing off the embroidery on it.
Like a big lump of coal, only the amber eyes are staring straight at it.
Fang Yuan squeezed his claws for him, and had a comfortable meal.
When the pup was pinched until he was half asleep, he kissed his ear.
The two fell asleep affectionately, and Fang Yuan got up early in the morning on the first day to prepare a loving breakfast for the little junior sister.
A soft-boiled poached egg with two smiling eyes made of carrots, a piece of spirit fruit as a nose, and a crooked mouth.
——Tips for Love: Prepare a little surprise every day to make every day sweeter.
Mu Qiwu really liked it very much. After watching it carefully for a while, he ate it bite by bite.
After that, the life in Shangqing Xianzong was just like that of a god.
Talking about piano and practicing swords, planting flowers and watering, no one disturbs, and there are no chores, Fang Yuan has a feeling that they have already lived in seclusion.
Mu Qiwu is very good at using the sword, at least better than Fang Yuan, and she will correct Fang Yuan's posture every day when she practices the sword.
"The sword's momentum is wrong."
"Too high."
"Too light—" She frowned slightly, raised the tip of Fang Yuan's sword with one sword, and the two swords intersected, leading him half a circle—
Amazingly accurate.
This is different from Fang Yuan's original imagination of the Affectionate Sword, which directly turned into a teaching and beating scene, but he was only lost for a while, and then he started to study seriously.
Although he doesn't practice the way of swordsmanship, but he doesn't overwhelm himself with too many skills, he can always realize something.
At this time, Fang Yuan had already digested all the improvements brought to him by Shuiqinglian, Tianshui Lake, and the Yin Qi of the ghost world, and the time was ripe to absorb the bergamot vine.
He can't wait to devour it, as long as he succeeds, the bergamot vine will be his biggest attack method at present.
Before going to Yaodu, Fang Yuan brought Mo Xiaofan to several hideouts of vicious vines, besides peach blossom vines, he also collected thousand spider vines, Moluo trees, and Bihua leaves into his dantian.
Thousand spider vines, low-grade mysterious grade, aquatic spiritual plants, are extremely cruel and poisonous underwater.
Mara tree, low quality of mysterious grade, desert spiritual plant, detoxifying insect poison, holy grade of insidious poison, the juice is golden.
Bihuaye, middle-grade Xuan-level quality, herbal spiritual plant, small and sharp, with very rare spirit-guiding qualities, it is best to use it as the carrier of the Ten Thousand Leaf Flying Flower Flow.
In addition, there are some fragments, which were sealed in the jade box.
At that time, because Fang Yuan was in the demon capital, it was so inconvenient, and because the digestion of spiritual power was imminent, he didn't have the time and conditions to master these spiritual plants, and he rarely used them afterwards.
Moreover, the spiritual plants are messy, without a backbone, it is difficult to have a method.
But now, this main body has appeared, which is the bergamot vine.
Fang Yuan chose a good day to retreat, with his younger junior sister and Mu Qiwu as protectors, he quietly absorbed in the cave.The impact brought by the bergamot vine was far beyond imagination. As soon as the buds were coiled up, the leaves and tendrils turned golden like gold.
The vines are rootless and invisible, twisted like water, only the bottom is as red as human blood.
"Huh..." Fang Yuan closed his eyes and began to absorb it.
……
……
This time of retreat, one month passed directly.
At the beginning of September, the bergamot cave came out, and half of the sky was dyed with brilliant gold, which shocked the [-] inner peaks of the Shangqing.
"This is... the bergamot vine?!"
Someone gasped: "Which tree belongs to the great power, actually found the bergamot vine as the natal spiritual plant?!"
This is a heavenly spirit plant!
The life principle of the disciples of the Shangqing Immortal Sect is to prefer emptiness to abuse, so there are not a few people who wait until they become sages, caves, or even disabled people to absorb their natal spiritual plants.
As long as the grade is high enough, follow-up breakthroughs are no problem.
And after knowing that there was only one apprentice brother living in Qingyaju, who was also an apprentice with her, the crowd immediately boiled over.
"This son's luck is against the sky. If he really succeeds, he will definitely have a place in the future tribulation period!"
"Open, place your bets!"
Many people gathered outside Qingyaju to inquire about news, Xie Qingshu did the same.
But unlike others, he was more solemn.
He thought that Fang Yuan would only absorb the bergamot vine when his cultivation level was higher in the future, but he didn't expect that he couldn't wait now.
Finally, another nine days later, the sky was full of Buddha's light, and a coercion of harmony swayed from the deep valley, and the grass grew wildly, full of vitality.
"Sacred!"
"He succeeded!"
Unable to hold back, Xie Qingshu broke through the restriction first and entered Qingyaju.The people behind wanted to catch up, but they were thrown out by him and blocked again.
"No reason!"
But no matter how dissatisfied they were, they did not dare to challenge Xie Qingshu's majesty, so they could only wait outside.
When Xie Qingshu arrived, he saw Fang Yuan coming out of the cave. He was wearing a black robe, with gentle eyes, talking to Mu Qiwu and Mo Xiaofan, with a golden vine wrapped around his hand.
Seeing Xie Qingshu, Fang Yuan's eyes lit up: "Fight?"
Xie Qingshu was taken aback for a moment, then a smile appeared on her lips: "Yes."
Fang Yuan walked slowly to the side of the platform, and made a hand formula, and the black robe encouraged him: "Then you have to be careful."
As soon as he finished speaking, three golden bergamot vines rose from the place where Xie Qingshu was, and they were as thick as five people hugging each other, with murderous intent!
Xie Qingshu's pupils shrank——
He actually summoned a Lingzhi who was as shameless as the bergamot itself!
These bergamot vines, except that the grade was lowered to the same level as Fang Yuan, the rest of the characteristics have not changed. If anyone is touched by it, not only all the vitality and blood will be nourished, but also the cultivation base will be taken away.
However, this is far from a reality.
Xie Qingshu soared into the air, with amazing sword intent, and went out from the encirclement of the bergamot vine with a single turn.
Fang Yuan's hand gesture changed, and he jumped up, like Yukong, shuttled among the vines that suddenly danced wildly.
Three, six, nine—up to eighteen.
Xie Qingshu fed him moves with ease, and did not "capture the king" too quickly, but fought with him for dozens of rounds.Fang Yuan naturally knew his kindness, so he devoted himself to testing the limit of the bergamot.
As it turns out, it does have its downsides.
It's just that Fang Yuan's mastery is not enough, and he has nowhere to use his strength against the fast-moving monks.
But as long as it is entangled, it will be sucked clean within a few breaths, and the lethality is indeed amazing.
Xie Qingshu fell to the ground, held the sword in his arms and said far away: "Now you have proved your strength. Shangqing doesn't ask the disciples why, how about it, are you willing to join?"
Fang Yuan smiled: "Let's talk about it, it's not bad to do casual practice, it's free."
Xie Qingshu looked at him and sighed.
After a lot of accumulation, Fang Yuan is finally about to take the lead.
And now, he is only 19 years old.
Maybe it's because the teenager is usually too low-key and speaks kindly, which always gives people an illusion of harmlessness.
But in fact, he has gone from entering the country to becoming a saint in one year. How can he be a mediocre person after completing the journey of other proud people for decades, or even hundreds of years.
From ancient times to the present, there are only ten fingers who can achieve this achievement.
……
The news of Fang Yuan's breakthrough and becoming a saint quickly reached everyone's ears, causing even more commotion.
However, there are restrictions outside Qingyaju, Fang Yuan let them squat to guard, and when they get impatient, they will naturally leave.
The invitation was accepted only politely.
He just wanted to celebrate with his junior sister and the others.
Nothing else is needed, just make a table of snacks for the whole family, watch the moon and catch a fish, it will be perfect.
Mu Qiwu naturally did as he wished, the three of them barbecued by the lake, Mo Xiaofan played with fireflies, and squatted by the lake to catch fish.
Fang Yuan sprinkled a lot of chili powder, and handed the first grilled fish to Mu Qiwu: "Junior Sister, try it quickly, it's very tender."
Mu Qiwu thanked him, and lightly took a bite of the fish: "It's delicious."
After a while, she said again: "Brother, don't you want to go to the banquet?"
Others broke through and became a saint, not to mention celebrating, at least they will be complacent for a few days.But Fang Yuan seemed to be ignorant, he just passed by in a daze after grilling a fish by the lake.
Fang Yuan smiled at her: "No, I don't know them."
Mu Qiwu looked at him.
Fang Yuan was embarrassed for a while, but still said: "I practice hard to protect you and not engage in those fancy things."
He had seen the hypocrisy of the banquet before when the cheap master gave him a banquet.
"But Junior Sister... don't be angry if I didn't tell you something."
Mu Qiwu became interested, she hummed, and took another bite of the fish: "Senior brother, tell me."
Fang Yuan muttered for a long time, the fish in his hand was a little burnt.
But he finally mustered up the courage to explain everything that happened in the ghost world with the shortest sentences.
Thinking about it now, the ghost world, the sect leader, Fengdu, and Xiao Qing are like a dream, but they really existed and happened.
Including the chaotic relationship with Xiao Qing.
After he finished explaining, Mu Qiwu didn't speak for a long time.
Fang Yuan's heart slowly cooled down, and he said softly: "Little Junior Sister, don't be angry."
"I only like you, not Xiao Qing, not at all."
The author has something to say: Xiao Qing: You used to call me Senior Xiao, but now you call me Smelly Xiao Qing, the love is gone.
The next chapter will be off the horse~
感谢在2021-07-02?04:32:33~2021-07-03?04:44:30期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~
Thanks to the little angel who threw the mine: inverted crown, ガ? 1;
Thanks to the little angels who irrigate the nutrient solution: Fish that eat cats? 10 bottles; Xunye, Yuyu Xingkong? 5 bottles; Yuhan, Spoon and Spoon Ci? 2 bottles;
Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!
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