Chi Jiujiu looked at the man's expression and giggled, "Beautiful lady, sweet and sour tastes even better."
"Jiujiu, how dare you tease me?" Shen Mojin looked at the giggling woman indifferently, his voice slightly deep.
"Hey, let me help you get into a good mood." Chi Jiujiu's eyes sparkled, her voice sweet and soft. "Well...my beauty, why don't you come up and sit for a while? I'll give you some sweet spiritual fruit. Eat some to replenish your spiritual power and recuperate for the next battle."
After all, in the future.
The one coming is the big boss.
The disciples of the Hexian Sect, who had low spiritual power, were of little help.
What remains is the main battlefield between the big beauties and the little black people.
"Um."
Shen Mojin flashed slightly, stood next to Chi Jiujiu, and sat cross-legged next to her.
When the two leaves saw Shen Mojin coming up, they immediately jumped off the lotus throne and stood on the ground, leaving space for their sect master and head.
"Here, this is sweet." Chi Jiujiu took out a red snake apple and put it in Shen Mojin's big hand.
When Shen Mojin bit down again.
Finally, the sweet spiritual juice entered my mouth.
"Jiujiu, eat less." Shen Mojin said softly after finishing his meal, "The excess spiritual power of the high-level spiritual fruit is difficult for you to absorb."
"Well, don't think that I'm chewing all the time. It's just an illusion. I mostly eat melon seeds." Chi Jiujiu explained.
"Yeah." Shen Mojin nodded slightly.
Then I thought of the immortal bone.
He said, "Wait for the Grand Elder, the Sect Leader, the Great Elder, and Si Ao to come over. I will take back the former immortal bone and give it to Jiujiu to dispose of, okay?"
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