Rural Immortal Eye Small Farm Doctor

But Murong Luoyue, who had resisted just now because of dissatisfaction, gradually gave up resistance. Regardless of his reserve, he climbed onto Zhang Haolin's back with both hands and went with this little farmer who loved and hated.

His mouth was filled with vague voices, but his heart couldn't help refuting: "Zhang Haolin, you bad wood, smelly wood and rotten wood, who wants to have children for you?"

Even if it's raw, it's something else, isn't it? She Murong Luoyue is in her youth. When she comes to see Zhang Haolin, she also chooses her own safety period.

So even if she had such a close relationship with Zhang Haolin, she would not be pregnant. Therefore, Murong Luoyue had no worries and hugged the man she loved so hard that she couldn't extricate herself.

Because of his practice, Zhang Haolin's combat effectiveness is amazing. When he came out of Murong Luoyue's room, Murong Luoyue had already fainted because of her lack of strength, and was tired under her own strength of long-lasting strong war.

Compared with Murong Luoyue's fatigue, although he was not completely satisfied, Zhang Haolin still felt refreshed and went back to his room.

After a simple bath, he came to the backyard and began to prepare to plant durian.

Avoiding the eight durian trees planted before, Zhang Haolin chose a fairly spacious place. As usual, he dug down two pits and dropped two plump durian seeds.

Then from his own mind, he summoned the two cubic meters of divine soil to cover the durian seeds. Then the strong durian tree trunk broke through the soil in the fastest way.

In less than a minute, a strong durian tree grew in front of him and blossomed and fruited in the fastest way. Durian trees, so yellow hanging in front of him.

I have seen the growth of durian trees cultivated by Shentu too many times. Zhang Haolin was not so surprised at the beginning and calmed down a lot.

Then sprinkle the remaining divine soil on the other eight durian trees bit by bit. The next eight durian trees were suddenly covered with durians. It's yellow and particularly lovable.

Zhang Haolin made a rough estimate of his ten durian trees. No matter how you can pick 2200 durians, Zhang Haolin smiled with special satisfaction.

I can't help thinking: "I don't know when boss Chen comes to pull durian tomorrow morning. I don't know how happy he will be when he sees that he can sell him more than 400 durians. "

However, boss Chen is so cheerful that doing business is also up to his appetite. He is willing to plant some durian trees and let boss Chen do more business.

As for the boss Huang who talked to himself and wanted to buy his two precious trees, Zhang Haolin didn't intend to dump him. Zhang Haolin doesn't like such a stingy and unpleasant person.

If boss Huang had been more frank when dealing with him. He didn't mind sprinkling some holy soil on the two trees to make them grow up a little. When the tree grows up, they make more money for furniture merchants?

But who called boss Huang so unintelligent? So he doesn't intend to waste this holy land.

Thinking so, Zhang Haolin took the remaining handful of sacred soil. Directly sprinkled on the fruits and vegetables under his mother's new species. Watching those fruits and vegetables blossom and bear fruit at the fastest speed.

The fruit is not only fresh, tender and delicious, but also very big.

After looking at these fruits and vegetables, Zhang Haolin was in a good mood because he thought that his family could eat new varieties of vegetables tomorrow.

He turned back directly, took the sickle for cutting durian, and was ready to jump up the tree to harvest durian.

After all, this is a whole ten durian trees, more than 2000 fruits. Because the goblin of Murong Luoyue pestered him just now, he wasted a lot of time.

Now, Zhang Haolin is still struggling to finish cutting these durians before dawn. But he just walked into the durian tree and didn't climb it. Zhang Haolin hesitated again.

As soon as the light came into my mind, I thought, "since I can plant durian trees with divine soil. Why not try other methods to pick Durian? "

"The Jiu Jue of ancient wine is so powerful that it should not be just the skill of planting trees in Kanda? He should also take care of the seed, so he really should have a try. "

Thinking so, Zhang Haolin, who felt that this method was feasible, directly put down the durian knife he held in his hand and cut durian.

Then close your eyes and run the nine color Qi in your body. Before feeling a yellow power in his body, he seemed to be ready to move. Zhang Haolin opened his eyes and looked up at the durian tree in front of him. With a wave of his hand, he saw a yellow gas and rushed out of his fingertips.

"Yes?" As soon as the spirit of power was sent out, Zhang Haolin thought he had succeeded.

I just wanted to be happy, but I saw that because he was too strong. As soon as the power gas was sent out, it crashed into the durian tree and cut off the whole branch of the durian tree.

I didn't expect that Zhang Haolin, who had so much power, was almost stupid.

Seeing such a big branch of durian fall, it looks like more than 20. If he fell down like this, he would be broken. Zhang Haolin reacted.

With the fastest speed to the place where the branch fell, and then stretched out his hand to catch the branch. Because Zhang Haolin has great strength after his cultivation. So he caught the durian so that he could bear it.

"Damn it, isn't that amazing? With such a wave, the whole branch was broken? " Now with such a big durian in his hand, Zhang Haolin still doesn't believe it. It was cut down by his yellow gas.

So he went to see where the branch was broken and wondered if the durian was too heavy, so the branch was broken.

When he saw that the place where the branch was broken was flat, like being cut by a knife. He knew it was cut down by his own yellow gas. Otherwise, how could it be such a flat wound?

In the beginning, there was a shortcut to collect durian, but he didn't know it. Thinking of this, Zhang Haolin is in a better mood.

On this and that broken durian branch, I began to practice cutting those durians with my own yellow gas. The distance between the branches is also equal to the height of the durian tree.

Then, with the way he waved more than ten times, Zhang Haolin could basically control the yellow gas.