Xianxia Farm

() The defense of the Wuming Building is strong, but it does not defend at all against things that have no offensive power.Wooden horses, slingshots, stones, kites... These children's toys have no offensive power at all, so they were ignored by the Wuming Building, and a tragedy happened. Lin Yifan was buried under the mountain piled up with toys by the old boy.

"Turn." Lin Yifan depressedly controlled the restraint of the Wuming Building, and moved away the mountain of toys that was 'pressing' on him.What an invincible defense, even some ordinary toys can't defend against it. The existence of the dignified and unknown host who overwhelmed the three Big Macs was buried by a pile of ordinary toys. People's stomachs burst out laughing when they said it.

Hehehe.The Third Fairy Baihua couldn't help laughing at Lin Yifan's miserable appearance.It’s okay not to laugh. Just now, the nameless landlord ruthlessly restrained these old monsters, preventing them from overstepping. Unexpectedly, the invincible nameless landlord was actually buried by a pile of ordinary children’s toys. This is really, you can't laugh if you want to!

The fact that the three fairies dare to laugh does not mean that others dare to laugh.The elders of the royal family just stayed in the corner obediently, their faces flushed from suffocation, but they didn't dare to let out a little laughter.They dare not laugh, the prince is still in the hands of the unknown landlord, and they still have something to ask of the unknown landlord. If the unknown landlord gets angry and refuses them directly, how can he explain to the clan elders in the palace.

"Big Brother, these are the most fun things, I'll give them all to you!" The old boy looked at Lin Yifan pitifully, and gave Big Brother all the fun toys, so there's nothing to play with in the future.His eyes turned to the toy mountain from time to time, these would not be his own in the future, why did he want to cry so much!But why do I have to get the seven-color Lingmi!

Tears flickered in the small eyes, these toys have been with me for a long, long time, now for the sake of Qise Lingmi who doesn't know why, I have to give these companions to my big brother, I really don't want to.He wiped away the dripping tears, and said with a choked voice, "Big brother, you must take good care of them, they will stay with me for a long, long time!"

Baihua Sanxian looked at the old boy in surprise. Could it be that this childlike old monster was not just pretending, but showing his true nature.However, even if a child lives for hundreds of years, his personality will not be so childish!However, looking at his sad appearance, it's really not like pretending!

Su Meier and Shi Xianer looked at this scene with a smile on their faces. From Baihua Sanxian's performance, they knew that this child was definitely an old monster. That's right, it wasn't an old monster, how could he be so powerful, but such an old monster I really cried like a child, and I was still reluctant to part with some ordinary children's toys. The most incredible thing was that he actually used these ordinary toys to exchange for the top-level treasure of heaven and earth, seven-color lingmi.

The old boy's reluctance to cry fell into Lin Wantong's eyes, and it directly reminded her of the past, when she hadn't climbed Qingxuan Peak, she saw other children playing with some toys, and she just watched eagerly.

Lin Wantong walked slowly to Bulaotongzi's side, patted him on the back kindly, and said with a smile: "Little brother, don't cry, sister also has Lingmi here, please give it to you!"

She took out one grain from the three-color Lingmi left for Lin Yifan, and handed it to Bulao Tongzi.Young master, please don't blame Tong'er, it's because Tong'er looked at the little brother pitifully, so it reminded me of the days of wandering alone, I'm sorry, young master, I must keep all the remaining Lingmi for young master!She tightened her hand holding the Lingmi bag.

The best, the real best, whether it is the elders of the royal family, or the third fairy and Shi Xianer, all looked at Lin Wantong in surprise, this girl is stupid!This is an old monster, and he really treats him like a little kid.Even if it's a real kid, there's no need to give him three-color Lingmi. You know, this pile of ordinary toys can't even afford a grain of single-color Lingmi, let alone three-color Lingmi.

Su Meier frowned, looking at Lin Wantong, the little girl is quite kind, but I want your young master to pay for your kindness!The price of a grain of seven-color spiritual rice is only worth one billion spiritual stones.Given your young master's concern for you, he must be willing to pay.

The old boy put his tender little hands behind him, refusing to bear the three-color Lingmi in Lin Wantong's hand, wiped his tears, and said tenderly: "Sister, what I want is not the three-color Lingmi, I want the three-color Lingmi. The seven colors of Lingmi, the three colors are useless to me!"

Everyone looked at the little brat in dismay, are you faking it, or is it true? If it's true, how do you know that seven-se Lingmi is better than three-se Lingmi!If you pretend, you have to continue, maybe you can win the sympathy of the unknown host!

Everyone except Lin Wantong, others were suspicious, but she was the only one who had no doubts. The kind-hearted she saw sincerity in the eyes of the old boy, which came from the heart and did not contain any impurities.Such sincerity can only be seen by those who are equally sincere.

She gently wiped away the teardrops on the face of the old boy, and said helplessly: "Elder sister can't help it. Elder sister only has three-color Lingmi, not seven-color Lingmi."

Lin Wantong looked at the nameless host, opened and closed her mouth, closed and opened it again, repeated several times, and finally retreated to Su Meier's side helplessly. It wasn't that my sister didn't want to help you, it was because my sister couldn't speak anymore. The value of seven-color Lingmi is beyond my sister's imagination. The key point is that I will ask the landlord for help later to see if I can help the young master break through the black iron level.My sister can't ask for too much help.

The old boy continued to look at Lin Yifan pitifully, with two tears under his clear eyes.

Lin Yifan shook his head helplessly, Tong'er was still so kind, but he had to pay for this kindness, resigned to his fate, looked at the old monster-level child, rubbed his face, smiled and said: "Little kid, uncle doesn't have any Seven-color Lingmi, after Uncle grows it, I will give you a grain, okay?"

"Really!" The old boy looked at Lin Yifan excitedly, and spread his arms and legs, as if hugging Lin Yifan here. However, thinking about how he was just bounced, he stopped in fear, and said in a crisp child voice: " Big brother is a big brother, not an uncle, and, if I want to give all these toys to big brother, it's like buying seven-color Lingmi."

Lin Yifan looked surprised, he could be under the twisting light curtain all the time, how could a kid know that he was not an uncle, but a brother.How did he know it? If it was so easy for others to know, why would he pretend to be mysterious? His identity would be exposed if he was late.

Brother, not uncle.The three fairies looked at the twisting light curtain in surprise. Could it be that there is a young man under the light curtain? Men have not taken care of their appearance like women, and they will show a moderate oldness with the growth of years. The metamorphosis is quite slow, but for an existence that can suppress oneself without the slightest sense of resistance, can it be the elder brother?However, the old boy was clearly referring to his elder brother, not his uncle!

Lin Yifan restrained his expression, smiled slightly, relaxed as much as possible, and said, "Little boy, how do you know that brother is not an uncle, can you see brother!"

"I can't see it." The old boy shook his head, frowned and said: "I can't see it, but I can feel it in my heart. You are a brother, not an uncle! It's like..., like knowing seven Seling rice is very important!"

Feeling, actually relying on feeling, this little kid's feeling is so keen!Lin Yifan was slightly surprised.What kind of feeling made this little boy actually penetrate the defense of the Wuming Building, and be able to feel a little bit of his own information.

I don’t understand, forget it, I can’t understand it even after thinking about it, it’s a waste of brain nerves.He showed a warm smile and said, "Little boy, to reward you, I just answered my brother's question. From now on, these toys are yours again!"

"Really." The old boy exclaimed excitedly, stretched out his small arms, kicked his calf on the ground, and jumped directly onto the twisting light curtain.The catastrophe happened again, and the old monster-level kid bounced hard again.

"Big brother, you're so kind!" The old boy who stood still looked at Lin Yifan excitedly and said.With a wave of his little hand, the toys that had accompanied him for many years were put away.That's great, big brother, that's great, I returned all these good things to myself.But, what should I use to buy seven-color Lingmi?If you have it, give the big brother the bad thing!

A gray ball appeared in the little hand of the old boy, it was not gray, like an ugly stone ball.He looked at the stone ball, smiled happily and said to Lin Yifan: "Big brother returned the good things to me, but I still want to take big brother's seven-color Lingmi, which is not fun to trade with big brother! I feel, This thing is a bit important, not as important as Qise Lingmi and good things!"

"Okay! Big brother just took this ball." Lin Yifan took the gray ball from the hand of the old boy, and then put it in the warehouse ring indifferently.