"You still have the nerve to say it?"

"Your bloodline is stronger than these people who smell my farts, and your lifespan is longer, but what's the use?"

"All the brothers and sisters of your generation have become powerful, what about you?"

"Not even as good as my fart!"

Ginseng Fruit Tree Spirit Milk complained in a milky voice.

Deduced what it means to use the sweetest voice to say the ugliest words..

For a while.

Qingfeng Mingyue's face turned red, but she didn't dare to refute.

Because although what Ginseng Fruit Tree Spirit said is rough, there are no loopholes!

They do.

Poor understanding.

I will always stay in Wuzhuang Temple and be unable to leave the mountain...

Fortunately at this time.

As if the ginseng fruit tree spirit had scolded enough, he shook his head speechlessly, and after just saying a word, he turned into smoke and disappeared.

"Forget it, I'm tired."

"You should think carefully about what is fate."

"Your master said that, of course there is a reason for it."

"If you still can't figure it out..."
Chapter completed!