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Chapter 145

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    Yang San was wronged and felt that his interests had been violated.

    Xu Chunshen can only assure her, "It's all yours." Although he has long known that his status is far inferior to gourmet food, but when he faces this reality, his heart is still cool.  The person I like, even if he vomits blood again, he can only admit it.

    Seeing that he had a good attitude in pleading guilty, Yang San felt that he could give you some sweetness, "I will send you some more strawberries and cherries at that time, and by the way, there are also watermelons! I am going to grow watermelons recently!"

    It is guaranteed that the watermelon that comes out must be sandy and sweet.  There are only two varieties, it's too monotonous, it's time to develop new ones.

    The corners of Xu Chunshen's lips curled up, "Okay."

    Yang San coughed and said, "At that time, I will let you win the prize with a black box."

    She felt that Xu Chunshen was much easier to deal with than her. If it was her, she would not be happy to exchange ginseng fruit and flat peach for other human fruits.  Yang San tugged at his sleeve in view of the small guilt, "What kind of fruit do you like to eat? I can try to cultivate it then. I brought all the notebooks of the master."

    In fact, Xu Chunshen didn't particularly like food, but Yang San looked at him with shining eyes, which made him unwilling to perfunctory.

    "Then mango and lychee." He can accept both mango and lychee.

    Yang San clenched his fist and finalized the fruit company's next cultivation project - watermelon, mango and lychee!

    Then she looked at Xu Chunshen expectantly, "Reciprocity is reciprocal, and the flat peach and ginseng fruit should also be taken care of."

    Xu Chunshen: "" They were digging holes here and waiting for him.

    Very well, this is Yang San

    Xu Chunshen's vacation soon ran out, and he returned to the crew to shoot the remaining scenes.  Anyway, we are all in the same mountain, so it is easy to meet each other.

    Now Yang San only had these twelve seedlings in his mind, and he waved his hand to let him go first, without looking at any of them.

    What made her unhappy was that after successfully sprouting, the seedlings did not move. After three days, the original green buds even turned yellow, showing signs of dying.

    Yang San was a little flustered, they all sprouted, if they all died, then she would definitely not be able to accept it.

    After Xu Chunshen got off the set, he also came over to check on the situation.  He frowned slightly, and his tone was a little hesitant, "Will we need to continue to support with our blood?"

    In his vague memory, he not only used spiritual power to support Jianmu seeds, but also used blood.

    Yang San gritted his teeth and said, "Try other blood first."

    The blood of various races is stored in her mustard seeds, the blood of the devil king, the blood of the unicorn, the blood of the dragon race everything that one expects to find, and the victim races are countless.

    Yang San took out all his treasures.  No matter how precious this blood is, it is no more precious than ginseng fruit and flat peach.  Yang San poured the blood down, and looked at it right and wrong.

    Although it has some effect, the effect is not particularly obvious, and it can only last for a short period of time.

    In the end, Yang San could only get her and Xu Chunshen's blood.  It's okay to let her blood go, but if you let Xu Chunshen go, it's like grabbing her rations.

    Yang San looked at Xu Chunshen's blood dripping on the seeds with a look of reluctance, feeling like a knife was piercing his heart.

    Xu Chunshen's heart softened, and he said, "Actually, it won't hurt very much." He has a strong ability to heal now, so this wound is irrelevant.

    Yang San looked gloomy, "You have put so much blood, you can't put some more this month for me to taste." She looked at these seedlings with hatred, if they don't grow well, she will  They must be fried and eaten.

    Xu Chunshen: ""

    Well, he is being self-indulgent

    Maybe it was the blood of Yang San and Xu Chunshen that was really useful, or maybe it was Yang San's resentment that was conveyed. Afterwards, these seedlings really grew very vigorously, which made Yang San, who took care of them every day, heave a sigh of relief.

    On October 12th, she checked the growth as usual, but found something was wrong.  Huh?  Missing a plant?  How is this going?

    This piece of land has an enchantment set up by Yang San. If an outsider enters, it is impossible for Yang San not to notice it.  With her current ability, unless it is a saint.  But saints can't be that boring.

    However, Yang San also put seeds here. She crushed the seeds, and what happened in this land was revealed to her.

    At night, when the moonlight was shining brightly, the strongest seedling directly swallowed the weakest one next to it.  Natun's movements, for some reason, looked familiar.

    Yang San fell into deep thought, and the corners of his mouth twitched: Of course, she looks familiar, this is how she usually eatsHer honesty, combined with her sincere eyes, made people feel that doubting her intentions was a treasonous thing.

    Even if he knew her true meaning, Xu Chunshen said that he really believed it.

    "I believe it, so you have to take responsibility."

    He put a kiss on her lips

    Zhen Yuanzi looked at Xu Chunshen, who looked extremely quiet with his eyebrows lowered in front of him, and felt that he was not usually an eyesore.

    He looked at his disciple and said, "I heard that being a star is very busy, so don't bother Xu Chunshen all the time."

    Zhen Yuanzi didn't know about the relationship between Yang San and Xu Chunshen at this time.

    Yang San blinked and said, "It's okay, no matter how busy he is, he should find time to meet the master."

    For some reason, Zhen Yuanzi suddenly had a bad premonition.

    Xu Chunshen raised his head, the corners of his mouth slightly curled up, but his shallow smile had a sense of peerless beauty, which made him vaguely seem to see a friend from his previous life.

    In the past, Emperor Qing always had this expression when he wanted to play tricks on people.

    He subconsciously raised his vigilance.

    Xu Chunshen said: "Meet the master."

    Zhen Yuanzi held his breath directly in his chest, gnashing his teeth: "Who are you calling?"

    Xu Chunshen stabbed him calmly, "You are Yang San's master, so naturally you are also my master."

    Zhen Yuanzi said angrily: "What's your relationship?"

    Xu Chunshen thought for a while, and said: "It has something to do with the child." The uncle who didn't know whether it was a flat peach or a ginseng fruit could be regarded as the child of Yang San and Xu Chunshen even though he was reluctant.

    Yang San also let Xu Chunshen recognize him as his adopted son, and taught that a tiger would not eat a child if it is poisonous.  By the way, Yang San is not a foster mother.

    Zhen Yuanzi obviously wanted to go to another layer, and threw all kinds of spells at Xu Chunshen, and shouted in a high spirit: "Birds, beasts!" (Remember the website website: www.hlnovel.com
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