v2 Chapter 705： psychic fruit, change fate

Chapter 707 psychic fruit, change fate

"Of course there are."

Lin Qingluo smiled warmly: "The psychic fruit returns to its original nature, without the slightest spiritual power, and it is extremely difficult for cultivators to find it."

"On the contrary, some mortals, without knowing it, accidentally ate the psychic fruit, acquired spiritual roots, and changed their fate."

"What does a psychic fruit look like?"

Wang Meng couldn't hold his breath anymore, and wished he could go to the depths of the mountain to search for it now.

"Don't worry."

Lin Qingluo smiled: "When I am free, I will use my spiritual power to print a realistic image for you."

"Alright, we're going to look for the psychic fruit too."

Lin Jinhao and Lin Jinlei, the two younger brothers, were also heartbroken and cheered.

"hehe."

Lin Qingluo looked dotingly at the two younger brothers, and smiled.

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After leaving the entrance of the canyon, the bamboo forest flutters and the lotus flowers sway. It is so beautiful at a glance.

Mrs. Feng and Feng Liu were waiting in front of the bamboo house, seeing the familiar figure in Tsing Yi from a distance, couldn't help but greet them slowly.

"Aunt Feng, Sister Liu."

Seeing the bright eyes of the future sister-in-law, Lin Qingluo got off the horse, waved her arms cheerfully, and greeted the mother and daughter.

"Mother, sister."

Feng Yi jumped off the horse, and ran in front of his relatives like a gust of wind, his clear and handsome face couldn't hide his excitement.

"Is my brother very happy today?"

Feng Liu sensitively noticed the strangeness of his younger brother, raised his brows lightly, and jokingly said: "What's the matter? Did you find the treasure? Or do you have a little girl you like? Chun, your heart is sprouting?"

"Mother, look at my sister, she doesn't care about her image and talks nonsense."

The wind wing exploded immediately, his face was as black as the bottom of a pot, and the good mood just now disappeared without a trace.

"Hahaha."

Feng Liu likes to tease his younger brother the most, the more he sees him jumping his feet angrily, the happier he is with his helpless appearance, laughing wantonly.

"Brother Lin, you are here."

Feng Yi suddenly rolled his eyes, and pretended to stretch his neck to look behind Feng Liu.

"Jinyu..."

Feng Liu was overjoyed, and immediately turned around to look behind him, looking at the empty bamboo forest, a smile instantly froze on his face.

"Okay, your skin is itchy, don't you dare to tease your old sister."

This time, it was her turn to be embarrassed, she rolled up her sleeves and rushed towards her younger brother.

"Hahaha, I can't catch up."

How could Feng Yi stay where he was, waiting to be beaten, and slipped away with oil on the soles of his feet.

"If you have the ability, don't run away."

Feng Liu didn't know martial arts, so after chasing for a while, she was out of breath and stomped her feet angrily.

"hehe."

Mrs. Feng smiled and watched a pair of children fighting, covered her mouth with a silk handkerchief, and smiled happily.

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"Jin Hao, Jin Lei, send your greetings to Mrs. Feng."

Lin Qingluo came forward with her two younger brothers to greet Mrs. Feng.

"Hello, Mrs. Feng."

Lin Jinhao and Lin Jinlei stood side by side, bowing to each other like little adults.

"This is Xiaoba and Xiaojiu, right? I haven't seen each other for a while, and they've grown taller again."

Mrs. Feng lived in Zhen Guogong's mansion for a while, and she had some impressions of the two young brothers, and she looked at the two tall and straight young men with full of joy.

"Well, it's the eighth and ninth brothers."

Lin Qingluo looked at the two younger brothers dotingly, with the glory that belonged exclusively to her elder sister, and couldn't help but feel the pride of growing up without younger brothers.

"Where's Yixuan? Why didn't you follow me?"

Mrs. Feng habitually looked behind her She was quite surprised that she didn't see the little prince who was inseparable from her sister.

"he......"

Lin Qingluo felt sad: "Not long ago I was injured a little bit, and I haven't healed up yet, so I don't think I should travel far."

"Poor thing, what a good boy, how could he get hurt?"

Mrs. Feng's loving mother's heart clenched violently, showing undisguised worry.

??Thank you little fairy Jiayi for the monthly pass.

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(end of this chapter)