Lao Hu once said: "Anyone with a good face spends all his nutrients on his face, and his brain is probably not very bright."
I now believe that, and this is the case with Phoenix.
Changfangzhu has a lot of chores on weekdays, so she just bothers her old lady just to make her a little bitch.
She really doesn't care much about it, so naturally she wants to make her angry, and she won't do it when she gets angry.
It certainly doesn’t go hand in hand with the long-standing grudges between the two worlds.
Besides, it's just a piece of grass that can be changed from left to right, so why go to such trouble.
Phoenix didn't know what he was worried about this time.
I took out a red thread from my arms and spread it in front of Phoenix, "If I could grow Ganoderma lucidum, how would you thank me?"
Phoenix looked at me in surprise, then looked at me indifferently, and finally simply closed his eyes and ignored me.
Contempt is living contempt I held up the red thread alone and meditated on the appearance of Ganoderma lucidum.
With a slight thought, the red thread in my hand turned into a spore in a short time, took root on the ground, and within half a cup of tea, a pair of brown-red Ganoderma lucidum bloomed.
I happily raised the fairy grass in front of Phoenix.
When Phoenix opened his eyes and saw it, he was very surprised.
He took the Ganoderma lucidum and looked at it carefully.
His face was gloomy and uncertain.
At the end, he was quite dumbfounded and commented: "Well, you planted it."
These mushrooms are good enough for cooking.”
I rounded my eyes, laughed dryly, and snatched the mushroom back.
"I'll try again, and there will be no mistakes in keeping it this time."
Of course, I can’t blame you for this.
Just like starlings and crows look exactly the same, Ganoderma lucidum, shiitake mushrooms, and black fungus all appear to me to be the same mushroom family.
Phoenix propped up his cheek with one hand and looked down at me squatting on the ground, planting shiitake mushrooms, fungus, mushrooms, straw mushrooms, and tea tree mushrooms one by one.
Although his face was getting whiter, his mood was getting better and better, and a smile appeared and disappeared at the corner of his mouth. , "If you can grow Ganoderma lucidum, I will give you two hundred years of cultivation, how about that?"
I knew he was teasing me, but we fruit makers cannot be as knowledgeable as a bird, so I magnanimously stretched out three fingers and gestured, "Three hundred years to cultivate."
"Okay.
I'll allow you three hundred years to cultivate."
Phoenix smiled slightly.
The mountains and rivers are full of doubts and there is no way, and the willows and flowers are dark and the flowers are bright in another village.
After I planted more than a dozen kinds of mushrooms and a string of incredible lychees, a plump, tall and spiritual Ganoderma lucidum plant finally bloomed in front of Phoenix.
Unexpectedly, Phoenix's face darkened, and he stretched out his hand to pinch my wrist.
A cold light flashed in his eyes as he approached, and the coldness seeped into my ears as he said, "Tell me who you are."
Not kind, not kind, just scaring people at night.
I touched his forehead with my free hand and said, "Hey, this mouse's fur is jumping too fast.
Could it be that it has already entered his brain?"
At the tentacles, Phoenix's forehead was horribly burnt, but the coldness in his eyes was even worse, "How can the Holy Ganoderma lucidum in the flower world be grown just by a little flower essence?
How are you involved with the late Flower God?"
The power of this plague needle is indeed a bit more powerful.
Phoenix is already terminally ill and can't speak coherently.
It is said that the God of Flowers is only inferior to the Emperor of Heaven in divine power and is superior to all gods.
As long as I can have some relationship with her, why bother with a mere three hundred years of cultivation?
He must compare every penny he spends.
The phoenix was so aggressive that the strength of his hand was not diminished by the pain.
He even grabbed my other hand.
If I didn't rescue him in time, I'm afraid the Fire Goddess would die in a short while.
My three hundred years.
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Don't count on his cultivation.
The most important thing now is to knock him out and apply medicine.
But he restrained my hands, preventing me from moving at all.
Looking at his face so close to me, I had a plan in my mind.
Stunning him wouldn't work, but frightening him would be the same.
I leaned forward, pressed against his face, took his two thin lips in my mouth and licked them gently.
Looking at the Phoenix again, his eyes widened as if struck by frost and thunder, and he stared blankly there, haha, it really worked, I was frightened.
I easily withdrew my hands, put my arms around his neck, and slashed the back of his neck with a knife.
The phoenix finally managed to get to the ground smoothly.
I chanted a formula and moved him back to his room and put him on the bed.
I used a grapevine to turn into a medicine pestle, crushed half of the Ganoderma lucidum grass and applied it to his wound, and boiled the other half into juice and poured it into his mouth.
In order to prevent Phoenix from refusing to give me the three hundred years of spiritual power after he woke up, I sat on the edge of the bed to guard him.
After about two cups of tea, I could not help but feel a little jealous when I saw him sleeping so soundly, so I leaned against the bedpost and closed my eyes and took a nap.
I don’t know how long I slept, but I felt itchy on my forehead, like aphids crawling slowly across.
I couldn’t help but be shocked.
Apart from snakes, what we grapes fear most are the little white aphids, which can be very serious once infected.
I pretended to be asleep, and suddenly stretched out my hand to crush the little aphid to death.
When I opened my eyes, I saw Phoenix, half-supported, about two palms away from me.
His face was red, and his eyes were one part startled, two parts doubtful, and three parts gleaming.
There was a very mysterious look on his face, and what I was holding in my hand was not an aphid, but the glistening fingertips of a phoenix.
What is this situation?
I looked at him without understanding, and he looked back at me.
"What are you doing?"
Just when we were looking at each other inexplicably, a rather majestic voice came in.
I turned around and saw that the room was filled with steaming clouds and rosy clouds.
The hostess was dressed as gorgeously as ever, with her hair tied up in a meticulous bun.
She stood with her hands folded, her skirt flowing behind her, and a flower attendant standing on each side with her eyes bowed respectfully, holding a flower wand.
Not far away stood Princess Bian Cheng.
I haven't seen each other for a hundred years, but today we met in the devil world.
It was really like meeting an old friend in a foreign land.
I felt a little happy, so I smiled at her, but she didn't seem to be happy at all, her face was gloomy, and her eyes fell on me solemnly.
On his left hand, he cut it out sharply.
I followed her line of sight and saw, well, Phoenix was holding my left hand.
I vaguely remembered that it was me who pinched his finger with my left hand just now, but now it was the other way around.
When did I pinch his finger with my left hand?
No impression at all.
Fenghuang leisurely put down my hand, and bowed to Master Changfang, "Master Changfang is here.
Xu Fengran is ill, so I'm sorry to welcome you from afar."
Master Changfang snorted, without squinting his eyes, "How dare you be a little immortal when you are greeted by the god of fire?"
He turned to me and said, "Jin Mi, come here."
Master Changfang has always had a fiery temper, and it would be unwise to go head-to-head with her.
I am so smart, so I naturally stood beside her obediently.
"You secretly took out the water mirror, entered the heaven without permission, and broke my flower rules.
Do you know whether you are guilty?"
Ai, this list of names makes me see stars in my eyes.
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Why do I come out of the flower world and there are so many explanations?
"I blame Fairy Jinmi for this.
It's because the little god Nirvana accidentally entered the flower world, and they met together by chance."
Phoenix straightened his clothes and stood up from the couch.
"The internal affairs of our flower world do not allow outsiders to interfere.
Also, I would like to ask the God of Fire to restrain his words and deeds.
Other than the fairy aunt and the little fairy, I can't even take part in the charm of the fairy fire god of the flower world." , Changfangzhu burned.
Fenghuang's face darkened, "The little god has never said anything inappropriate in his self-examination, and I also ask Master Changfang not to listen to rumors.
As for Fairy Jin Mi," he turned to me, with a flash of light in his eyes, "it is indeed the little god's heart. " "You..."
Master Changfang's face flashed green, Princess Bian Cheng suddenly changed into a look that was about to cry, and the two little immortal attendants beside her also widened their eyes.
Before I could recall what this "heart tie" meant, Master Changfang tied my wrists firmly with flower vines.
"Xiaoxian will bring Jin Mi back now, and the God of Fire should stop dreaming about leaving from now on.
We will never see each other again," the owner of Changfang said.
"Master Changfang, please don't speak so categorically.
The little god will definitely pay you a visit someday.
It's a good opportunity to improve the relationship between our two worlds."
Master Changfang ignored Phoenix, took me with her and turned around to leave.
For a moment, I suddenly remembered that Phoenix still owed me three hundred years of cultivation, and I would have to ask him to get it back next time I saw him, so I turned around and asked him: "What day will it be?"
Hearing this, Fenghuang's eyebrows were slightly raised, the waves in his eyes were swaying like spring threads, and his smile was like a sudden shower passing through a shallow pond, with wide ripples, "The day after tomorrow will be the day after tomorrow."
The Lord of Changfang couldn't tolerate any more words from me, and in an instant he grabbed me and flew back to the flower world on a lotus flower.
However, what he came back to this time was not the water mirror.
He put away the lotus flowers, and left me in a field of fragrance.
Among the luxuriant grass, I managed to get up, but in front of me, I saw a cluster of fragrant graves standing alone in a sky of wormwood.
"Kneel down" In the blink of an eye, Master Changfang had transformed into a plain gauze skirt.
Her face was livid and she ordered me: "Kneel down":