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Patriarch Hong looked at Hong Jingcheng calmly, but couldn't see the sadness and joy on his face, he just looked at Hong Jingcheng quietly, as if he was looking at a clown.

Hong Jingcheng lost his arrogance in his eyes.

Even if you tell me everything is just a disguise, even if you keep telling yourself that you are not your father.

But the habit he has developed over the years makes him unconsciously still have awe of him.

Fu Luobei was dumbfounded, isn't he Hong Jingcheng's father?

Not only was she dumbfounded, but everyone present was dumbfounded.

No wonder Patriarch Hong had such an accident, it turns out...but why did he occupy Patriarch Hong's body.

Everyone must have this question.

But Patriarch Hong was not in the mood to explain this.

"Do you know? Today is the harvest day once in a thousand years, and it is the last harvest day."

Patriarch Hong looked at the sky.

Longmen Town is different from the outside world, even the sky is different.

Those who could still move a little, also looked at the sky --- a clear blue, nothing different at all.

But they and Patriarch Hong were not looking at the same sky.

What they saw was only the sky under the barrier, but Patriarch Hong saw through the barrier, the outermost layer, the real sky.

At this moment, the strong wind outside blows up the miasma outside the Immortal Forest. The miasma swirls and drifts from the Immortal Forest to Longmen Town.

Many people thought that Longmen Town existed naturally, but someone moved from here to there, and it happened that mana could not be used in this place.

But no one thought that perhaps the existence of Longmen Town was due to their carefully designed layout.

Is the dense fog every morning really just a fog caused by geographical location?

No, these fogs are actually the miasma surrounding the Undead Forest.

Today is a good harvest day.

He grinned, and looked at the people in front of him, "You should be thankful that today, you have the chance to see the birth of the master.",

"Owner?"

Does this title mean that there are still other people behind Patriarch Hong, and the word was born!

Half-heartedly crawled hard, crawled to Ban Yue's side, and pulled him to the middle of a group of people.

Ban Yue was a little speechless.

It's this time, isn't it all the same lying there, even if you move to this place, can you still be safer?

Banxin was so tired that he was dying, after pulling Banyue down, he fell into Banyue's arms, almost piercing his chest.

Ban Yue snorted, but she couldn't move her body at all, she could only think in her heart, even if she didn't get killed by this insanity, she would have to be crushed to death by a fool like you.

Fu Luobei followed and raised her head, wondering why the miasma around the forest was always missing a piece every day, she thought that there was someone who liked to eat miasma like her.

It's just that the miasma in this place seems to be a little different.

It can probably be explained in this way. The miasma in the past seemed to be cotton candy, but the miasma in the town seemed to be a type of cotton candy that she had never seen before.

I just don't know if there is something bad added to this marshmallow, is it as delicious as the ones outside the Undead Forest?

Fu Luobei moved his position, making himself almost close to Que Ling'er's arms.

Her breath touched Que Ling'er's skirt, and Fu Luobei wondered if her exhaled breath would go along Que Ling'er's skirt, penetrate into the skin, make intimate contact with the skin, and then run out.

She took a deep breath and said, "Okay, can we hit him?"

After such a short time, Que Ling'er could no longer speak, she could only look at Fu Luobei with her eyes.

Suddenly, Fu Luobei leaned against her body and kissed Que Linger's lips.

She opened her mouth and sucked it like water.

Que Ling'er couldn't move her body, she could only widen her eyes, accusing Fu Luobei of her wrong behavior.

Fu Luobei's movements were a little rough, she just relied on instinct, biting Que Ling'er's lip, pushing her teeth away, provoking her tongue, and dancing together.

Que Ling'er stared sourly, but the person in front of her had already closed her eyes, as if she was doing something enjoyable.

Que Ling'er pushed her away and roared in a low voice, "What are you doing?"

Que Ling'er was obviously angry, her mouth was pursed, and the two dimples on her cheeks were looming.

Fu Luobei tilted his head and said innocently: "I'm helping you."

Only then did Que Ling'er realize that although her body was still a little weak, she could already move.

Moreover, she could feel that the strength of her body was slowly recovering, as well as the temporarily suppressed mana.

However, when she looked up at Fu Luobei, she just happened to see her licking her lips unsatisfactorily. When Fu Luobei noticed her, he showed her a big smiling face, like an innocent and lovely child eyes.

Que Ling'er blushed.

This is not the time to talk about these things. Fu Luobei is just an ignorant child, and I must tell her in the future that this kind of thing cannot be done to others casually.

At this moment, Fu Luobei was thinking that the miasma in Longmen Town smelled like strawberries.

Although the mist that pervades every night comes from the Immortal Forest, it is obviously not a smell that Fuluobei is familiar with.

But this time the smell was the same as the mist that suddenly diffused during the day at the inn.

Is there anything else in the Immortal Forest that she doesn't know? This is obviously mocking Fu Luobei.

Fu Luobei will never let them go, even dare to use the things of the Undead Forest in private, who is the boss of the Undead Forest?

Although Que Ling'er recovered her mana, the others were still paralyzed, and it seemed that if she didn't heal quickly, she might die at any time.

"Can you help treat them?" Que Linger felt something was wrong just as she spoke, after all, Fu Luobei was a girl.

She will still marry in the future, even if she plans to never get married, this kind of thing will damage Fu Luobei's reputation as a boudoir.

She shook her head and said softly, "I'm sorry, I didn't think about it. Let's think of other ways."

While she was speaking, Fu Luobei nodded and said: "Okay."