In less than ten minutes, it was done. She put down her hoe and prepared to scoop some water to water the plants. After all, this was a second transplant, and no matter how careful she was, there would still be some damage.
At this moment, a ball of golden light emerged from the sapling and fell to the ground.
“Huh?!!!”
Song Beibei widened her eyes.
How could that be?
She just planted it!
I quickly looked carefully and saw the peach saplings: 100/1095.
Only 3 months old.
It's still nearly 1,000 days away from maturity.
After thinking about it for a long time and still not figuring it out, she shook her head: Never mind, it's a good thing anyway.
Bend down and reach out.
Balls of light scattered into her body.
"A sapling of a century-old peach tree sprouting fruit will be rewarded with a 10-year-old lightning-struck peachwood sword."
Song Beibei opened his mouth wide.
She looked around, and with a thought, a 5-centimeter mini peach wood sword appeared in her palm, and it was thoughtfully equipped with a chain.
Isn't this different from what she imagined?
The peach wood sword in the movie is not like this.
Isn't this a toy?
It's impossible to pretend.
She pursed her lips helplessly, looked at the length of the chain, hung it around her neck, placed it close to her skin, and patted it: It's a little small, but at least it gives me a sense of security.
Fang Juexia's voice rang out: "Beibei, we're leaving."
Song Beibei quickly responded: "Oh, here I come."
She was too lazy to wash her hands because they would get dirty anyway.
See this.
Li Chunxia curled her lips in disdain and grumbled in a low voice: "Sloppy!"
Song Beibei didn't hear it.
Even if I heard it, I wouldn't care.
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