Mo Lian couldn't help but want to laugh. She pressed the smile on the corner of her mouth and pulled her daughter-in-law's hand. "Joe, what are you saying to her mother this afternoon?"

"About you." The tree said brightly, "when you were a child, you were cute."

No way

Isn't it chat? It's just my mother talking!

Did his mother tell everything about him before he was three years old?

Meryton thought the whole thing was bad.

What can be good before three years old?

It's not like eating, drinking and Lhasa Bah!

She took her daughter-in-law and ran away from her mother's back. Mo Lian pinched her daughter-in-law's face. "Joe, what she said before, she forgot all about it."

"That's not good." The tree reached out and hugged him, and climbed up his back. "I remember all the things my mother told me."

"I didn't expect you to be so funny as a kid. No wonder it's called xiaotangyuan. "

Mo Lian:

What's your point?

The next day, arbor went to visit duanmuqing in Xingyu, with a serious expression.

Qi Xuanxuan looked at her lips and said nothing, and then she couldn't help beating drums. "Joe, Joe, isn't it very serious?"

The tree stretched a small face with paralysis, and suddenly turned its wrists. There was only one green fruit with small fluff on it, which appeared in her palm.

The fruit is only half the size of the palm. It looks crystal clear and fragrant.

Qi Xuanxuan smelled the fragrance, and her saliva almost fell off. Her eyes were wide and round, and she said, "look, they look delicious!"

The little fat man drew a corner of his mouth and reached for her.

This child, how can he not be tempted by delicious food?

"Joe Joe, what is this?" Lu Yu, Jiang Shaoxin and Mata all gathered around and looked curiously at the fruit in her hand.

"The sacred fruit." The tree face said expressionless, big eyes also severely gouged out the Duanmu clear.

Duanmu smiled bitterly and nodded to her, "yes, yes, I'm too assertive. I have to ask Joe about everything first."

Qi Xuanxuan nodded, "just admit your mistake."

"Joe Joe, is this the fruit of a small tree?" Marta asked with a smile.

The tree points its head and throws the fruit into duanmuqing's hand.

Fortunately, the second sacred fruit of the small tree has been fully formed in the divine realm. Otherwise, Duanmu can only control the wound with medicine at any time, and then wait for a while.

Now there are four or five small fruits hanging on the branches of small trees. It seems that as long as the spirit in the star region is abundant, it is not a problem to want more sacred fruits in the future.

If the divine realm is transformed into the holy realm

Maybe the sacred fruit can keep on coming?

Or can she feed the little tree with the holy stone mine they opened?

During the period of tree drooping eyes, duanmuqing has taken the sacred fruit.

All the people looked at him, couldn't help but ask, "how do you feel?"

"Is it delicious?" Qi Xuanxuan asked a question and everyone couldn't help laughing.

This child knows all day whether it's delicious or not. How covetous it is.

Duanmu slowly raised his palm.

It was clear to all that the wound on his wrist, which had already rotted, had gradually disappeared within seconds.

The little fat man cried out happily, "look, this wound."

"The fruit is really magical."

Duanmuqing's mood is also a little excited.