Fu Wulan came out of Sanniang's Ningxinyuan and walked less than a hundred meters behind. His nose swayed, and a smell of wine came from Zuixianyuan: "Well, it smells so good, the eighteenth brother's Bodhi wine is getting better and better."

Fu Lulan's steps are brisk.

Still ten meters away from Zuixian Garden, he shouted from afar:

"Brother Eighteen, Brother Eighteen, I'm here to see you!"

"Brother Eighteen, open the door!"

The gate of the courtyard is locked.

Fu Wulan patted the door for a long time but couldn't hear any movement inside.

She held her mouth a little.

Coughed lightly, pretending not to care:

"Hey, what a delicious orange luster. I originally wanted to share it with Eighteen Brother. Now it seems like Eighteen Brother doesn't have this kind of good fortune. It's a pity, it's a pity."

Not finished speaking.

The closed courtyard door was opened with a "bang" and the wind opened.

The eighteenth brother with an anxious look ran out of it. Seeing Fu Fu's orange lure shaking in his hand, he couldn't help rolling his Adam's apple. But after all, he was so old that Fu's orange lure was so many, and the other party was a girl, so he couldn't do the same thing as before. He could only stare at the orange lure shaking in front of him, and sighed:

"Nineteen, what are you asking me to help this time?"

Fu Wulan is an old woman from Uncle Ten. Uncle Ten wishes to hold her in his hand to care for her. She has been with her since she was born. Since his uncle and uncle were seriously injured, Uncle Ten was sent back to guard Guyaju. He was afraid that Fu Wulan would not live well in Mangzhou and be wronged. He almost paid all his money to Fu Wulan. Fu Siyuan couldn't stand it and took these resources to help take care of him, otherwise he would have been sacrificed by Fu Wulan.

So.

Fu Lulan can create some good things from time to time.

Compared with her peers, even some foundation-building children live freely and wealthy. After all, they are favored by two Jindan fathers and brothers.

"Brother Eighteenth, please help me build a hundred feet high altar, and this bottle of orange dew will belong to you!"

Gan Ling Lu is just a second-level spiritual Lu.

It is of no benefit to practice, but its taste is unique and contains the aroma of spiritual wine. However, it will not get drunk after drinking it. At the same time, it contains the fragrance of demonic spirits and flowers. It will vary from person to person and create beautiful illusions. It is a rare enjoyment for some monks who like to have fun.

"Trade!"

Eighteenage brother is impatient.

He reached out and snatched the orange dew from Fu Suolan's hand.

He was trying to study a kind of spiritual wine that can enhance spiritual energy and allow monks to enjoy it, but he was trapped in a bottleneck. After several years of research, there has been no progress.

Gan Linglu may bring him a little inspiration.

However.

When he learned that the hundred-foot altar that Fu Wulan asked for was actually built with Starlight Wood, he wanted to stuff the Gan Ling Dew back. Starlight Wood was distributed when the Fu family participated in the division of assets of the Wen family in the fifth-grade family. Starlight Wood contained a trace of star power, which the weapon refiners like to use to temper and add to the magic weapon.

Starlight wood reproduces quickly and grows faster, and it can grow in three months. However, when starlight wood is cut, it will emit a stench. This stench cannot be washed off, but it will linger on the cutter for a month. During this month, the cutter will suffer from this stench day and night.

The Eighteenth Brother feels that he has lost a lot.

However.
Chapter completed!