Killing the King and Shafeng: Miss Seven

At night, the stars are shining brightly, and the faint moonlight covers the entire Valley of Stars.

The weather in spring is still a bit cool at night, but the temperature is no longer a problem for practitioners.

Fan Tianluo sat on the chair next to Di Bo and sighed, Mo Xingchen had already returned to the valley building, Di Bo ate some snacks from nowhere, and Little Bodhi was lying on the table on the other side, drinking and drinking. Hua Lu boiled the sugar water for him, and the sound of drinking the soup didn't stop.

"Little Bodhi, if you continue to eat like this, you will become a little fat." Fan Tianluo couldn't stand it any longer. How could this little stomach be able to eat like this? I just had dinner not long ago.

"It's okay, it's okay. Everyone says that children are fat and cute. Besides, I haven't eaten anything good for 1 years. Now I finally have something to eat. Is my sister going to abuse me?" Little Bodhi's green eyes suddenly revealed The color of grievance.

"You still eat less, the medicine forest of the Holy Academy doesn't know how many herbs have been given to you." Fan Tianluo rolled his eyes.

"How can medicine be compared with delicious food, Senior Di Bo, are you right?" Little Bodhi immediately wooed Di Bo.

"That's right, that's right, Bodhi's words won the old man's heart, haha." Di Bo laughed.

"I think it's most suitable for you to follow Di Bo in the future!" Fan Tianluo said very speechlessly.

Little Bodhi was taken aback, stopped drinking the sugar water immediately, looked at Fan Tianluo in horror, then flattened his mouth, and said pitifully: "Sister, don't you want Little Bodhi anymore? No, my sister promised Little Bodhi." , my sister dislikes little Bodhi, woohoo."

Fan Tianluo said with a black thread on her hair: "No, I'm afraid that you will spoil your stomach if you eat it."

"How can it be possible to eat bad stomach, I am the Bodhi tree of ten thousand years." Little Bodhi immediately raised his mouth, it can be said to be the king of medicines.

Di Bo laughed loudly and said: "Bodhi boy, when will you donate a few bodhi seeds, the old man will be of some use."

Little Bodhi immediately looked up at Di Bo, a little scared and said, "Yes, how much?"

"Not many, three." Di Bo said with a smile.

"Three? Not many?" Little Bodhi was about to cry.

"What kind of bodhi, isn't little bodhi only got bodhi juice?" Brahma looked at little bodhi.

Di Bo shook his head and said, "Little girl, don't you understand? The most valuable thing about the Wannian Bodhi tree is refining itself, which can make ordinary people live forever. The second is Bodhi seeds, which are good things. It’s almost there, but it’s much better than bodhi juice, so it’s possible that it never brought out bodhi seeds?”

Little Bodhi immediately jumped up and said, "Senior Di Bo, I can only produce one Bodhi seed in a year, and only a ten thousand-year-old Bodhi tree can produce a Bodhi seed."

"Then you should be [-] years old now, so you should have nine bodhi seeds." Di Bo helped it calculate.

Little Bodhi blushed and said, "Yes, there are nine, but I ate some myself."

"What! You bastard, why don't you be so stingy if you still eat your bodhi seeds!" Now Di Bo's eyes widened.

Little Bodhi looked at Fantianluo who was in surprise and said, "I, I originally wanted to give it to my sister, but my sister has a lot of treasures, so my bodhi seed is superfluous."

"What's superfluous, even if the little girl gets a lot of precious pills and medicinal materials, it may not be much better than your bodhi seeds. You, you prodigal son, how many more do you have?" Di Bo was almost pissed off by the little bodhi.