Saturday morning's briefing concluded.
Chi Jiujiu returned to the manor to see her grandfather. She and Gong Hong stayed on the lawn to bask in the sun, petting the fat fox and eating Yangyang Farm brand cream strawberries that were produced once every five days.
The whole thing is red.
Rich aroma and moderate sweetness.
Not to mention, it tastes pretty good.
The quantity of the first batch was not that large, so Chi Jiujiu only asked Shen Mojin to take a basket and send it to her, and the rest were kept as seeds for further planting.
She took out a large bowl from the basket and gave it to Qin Jiu and the other three to taste.
There is still more than half a basket left.
Enjoy it with grandpa.
Gong Hong reached out and took the fruit and put it into his mouth.
He ate one after another, and the word "satisfied" was almost written on his face.
Chi Jiujiu said, "Grandpa, in addition to strawberries, there are also melon seeds. I put some in the villa for you. I'll ask the nanny to fry them for you when she's free."
"Well, she is still a girl from our Gong family, so filial." Gong Hong said with a smile. Since he recovered, he has been living a very comfortable life every day.
Old Huatou and the others were very envious of the spiritual fruits and plants brought by their granddaughter.
He no longer has to worry about the group's affairs and can only enjoy himself. This is how life in old age should be.
The medical team at the estate has now been disbanded.
The chef added one instead.
After Chi Jiujiu ate a few of the fruits with her grandfather, she took the game console from Liu Sheng. She wanted to talk to the beauty about the spiritual fruit.
Liu Sheng: I am a sentimental cell phone bag.
Chi Jiujiu stretched out her fair and slender fingers and pressed and held the game console to turn it on.
No lock screen.
The screen automatically jumps to the scene in the world of cultivation.
"Wow, a beautiful woman versus a divine beast, a white tiger?"
Chi Jiujiu suddenly became interested, her brown pupils dilated slightly, but she did not immediately take out the conch to send a message to Shen Mojin.
Through the screen, she admired this rare scene.
On the grass of the Castle in the Sky.
A majestic white tiger stared fiercely at the stern man holding a long sword opposite it.
Fat Tiger was still grinning and speaking in human language.
[Stop bothering me and go find the gray wolves.]
[I))): Sorry, they are no match for me right now, so I can only challenge you to a duel.]
Shen Mojin finished speaking.
He pursed his lips tightly, his expression slightly tense, and holding the phantom eagle, he flew over and stabbed the white tiger's eyes with a sword.
Just a simple sword.
Although the white tiger dodged, it was also knocked back two meters by the sword energy.
With a "Woo~" sound, the white tiger ran away.
Chi Jiujiu had originally expected that the beauty's battle would be very exciting.
For example, when he was fighting against the eighth-order golden python in the Yanlong Mountains, he was like a god, holding up the "moon" with his hands. The silver light that flashed after the soul-devouring ball exploded was so shocking.
The result, is this?
What Chi Jiujiu didn’t know was the cool fighting scenes.
Most of them are just embroidered pillows.
It looks fancy, but in fact it is just a burst of brilliant spiritual energy, which is good-looking but useless.
certainly.
Our beauty is an exception.
Shen Mojin's sword strike just now carried a chaotic force that was imperceptible to the naked eye. It looked ordinary, but in fact, its power was extremely overbearing. This was related to the special talent he gained after practicing the Chaos Divine Art.
Hidden spirit!
Every move.
It is hard to tell whether he really just stabbed out an ordinary sword.
Baihu has been badly tricked by Shen Mojin recently.
"My beauty, I'm here. You looked so beautiful fighting just now." Seeing that the interest in fighting had faded, Chi Jiujiu picked up the conch and told Shen Mojin about the spiritual fruit. "I want you to help me collect more elm fruit. I need a lot of it here."
Chi Jiujiu had thought about taking the core of the elm fruit to Yangyang Farm for cultivation.
But that would take too long.
The fruit of the elm tree is of the eighth level, and it takes 100,000 years for the tree to begin to bloom and bear fruit.
It would be better to go directly to the world of cultivation to purchase goods.
The Zhuyan fruit seedlings that Lu Qing helped her transplant to the back garden are doing much better. Although they grow slowly, they will still be able to bear fruit in about twenty years.
[I)))：How much wine do you need?]
Shen Mojin took back the Phantom Eagle, holding the white conch in his hand, and asked Chi Jiujiu with gentle eyes.
Chi Jiujiu said in a sweet voice, "Of course... the more the better!"
I think that I might need other rare spiritual fruits in the future.
To ensure that nothing goes wrong.
She quickly added with foresight, "Oh, by the way, beautiful lady, please help me find some other spiritual fruits. I'm afraid they won't be enough for my research. Please give me some high-grade ones."
Being ordered around by a woman.
Shen Mojin was not displeased at all.
His profound facial features, cold expression, and high level of cultivation always make the little black man and the disciples of the Crane Immortal Sect submit to him and willing to obey his orders until death.
But when facing Chi Jiujiu alone.
The man's narrow black eyes unconsciously became gentle as water.
Shen Mojin thought for a few seconds and nodded slightly.
[I))): I asked Mo Yi and the others to transplant all the spiritual fruit trees in the mountains to the sect and plant them. When Jiujiu comes over later, she will pick them for you directly.]
Chi Jiujiu clicked on the conch to use it. "That's a good idea, my beauty, let's do it this way. You are truly my precious baby. I love you~"
[I))): Yeah. ]
Shen Mojin raised a warm smile.
In an instant, the whole person seemed to transform into a young man from a noble family as bright as the moon and the breeze.
Chi Jiujiu said, "My dear lady, you should smile more often. When the next strawberry harvest comes, share some with yourself and your disciples instead of just focusing on me."
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