Super God Gene

“Haha, this is so funny, Qi family, why is this necessary? Their pet Dan does have some effect. If you honestly cooperate with advertising, the effect is much better than it is now, and the loss is not so bad.” Huangfu Qinglai deals with Hanson to beautify Dan, his beautiful face is full of laughter: “I'm afraid the price of listing a pet Dan will be much lower this way. ”

Hanson shrugged his shoulder and said helplessly: "I am a good talker, but they prefer not to talk to me. What can I do? ”

“Pfft, if you let Donglin hear you, I'm afraid he'll have to vomit blood.” The Emperor's bottle smiled.

“Forget it, just take the benefits, why say those boring words again?” Hanson didn't think that way, he spoke quickly, and it didn't do him any real good.

Hanson also had no time to stay, and went back to the base after resigning from his father-in-law and mother-in-law.

In addition to selling Veterinary Dan to Huangfu Bottle Clear, Hansen got several East Lin non-selling Dan drugs and went into the shelter after returning to the base, trying to give them to Xiaoyin Silver to see if it would help them.

But Han Sen Xing rushed into the shelter with Dan Yao, but found that there was not even one person, and those guys didn't know where to go.

Hanson called twice and nobody answered him. He thought something had happened. He hurried into the shelter and found them all on the side of the square. There was no invasion.

“What are you all doing here?” Hanson ran to the square and saw the Empress and the little silver they were all in a circle in the center of the square, as if they were looking at something.

“There's a sapling growing here.” At last, the Empress returned to God and turned around to look at Hanson, who said in a strange way.

“What's so strange about growing a sapling that you all deserve to see around here?” Hanson walked with no anger and said: “You are all super gods at least. How can you be so blind? One tree just looks at you like a hillbilly. ”

Hanson walked up to the silver and looked over at it and saw a small tree growing out of the slate crevice in the square.

Just a glance, Hanson stuck around, a hillbilly face, worse than little silver and silver.

“This... this... this... how did this tree grow?” Hanson pointed at the little tree seedling, and he stuttered a little.

The seedlings are about two feet tall, but the leaves are very lush and a bit like welcome pine, but too small, more like a bonsai.

The whole tree seedlings are green and crystal clear, like a superb jade engraving, one leaf at a time unspeakable.

That's nothing. What really stares Hanson at is that the little tree has six fruits on it.

What's so strange about fruit? Isn't it normal for trees to have long fruits on them?

But who's ever seen a treasure chest grow on a tree? Those six fruits are six mini gold chests, all golden and brilliant, with many mysterious and quaint symbols engraved on the chest.

The whole tree seedlings are filled with jewellery, the air of life continues to gush, and there is a fairy gas floating underneath, turning into cloud fog between the branches, can't say the magical weird.

Emerald Tree Gold Box, anyone who sees it will feel weird.

And Hanson clearly sees that this emerald golden tree is definitely not a handicraft, but a real living thing, a real living plant.

Those mini-gold chests are the fruits that grow on them, and Hanson can even see the vibrancy of them.

The Empress shook her head: “We don't know, when it came out this morning, we saw this seedling, and we don't know when it actually grew. ”

“By the way, when we saw this sapling, White was right next to it.” The Empress seemed to remember something, pointing to the white deer beside her.

When Hansonton was happy, he hugged the white deer and gave it a big kiss on his head: “Bai, you're a great beast of luck. It's only been a few days since I've grown such a baby. I really love you. ”

The white deer stood there very smoothly, with no particular reaction.

Little silver jumped angrily on Hansen's head and grabbed Hansen's hair. Obviously, Hansen was unhappy with Hansen's affection for the white deer.

Hanson picked up the little silver and held it in his arms and continued to measure this emerald golden tree, which was as vibrant as a superdivine creature, absolutely a treasure.

Probably a cactus stick or a peach tree-like spirit. If the emerald golden tree grows, maybe the six golden chest fruits will be more useful than the peach.

“Can I eat the golden chest fruit? Or can these golden chest fruits open? I don't know what rare treasures can be born in there.” Hansen's heart is hidden from YY.

But after a while, he didn't see the true history of the emerald golden tree, so he asked the Empress in the moment: "Do you know where this seedling came from? ”

“I don't know the origin of this sapling, but it's definitely not a human being. If this golden chest of fruit matures, it will surely be counterproductive.” The Empress looked at the golden chest and said.

“You know, I know it's gonna be good.” Hansen was depressed, the Empress said the same thing.

And the Empress shook her head and said, "I mean, such an anti-heavenly thing, like the blue vine in the sky, is bound to attract a lot of powerful superdivine bio-surveillance, can we keep it a big problem? Otherwise, it's just the power of the Ghost Blood Emperor that we can't resist, and I'm afraid it's hard to resist if he comes with all the super god creatures. ”

Hansonton was so happy, he didn't even think about it.

Hanson thought it was really possible to hear the Empress say that.

“This is a big problem, but since this tree was born in our shelter, it is Han's name, and it must not be stolen.” Hansen said greedy.

“With all the strength we have, I'm afraid it's hard to keep.” The Empress gave Hanson a bucket of cold water.

“Rest assured, I have my own way, I just don't know when the golden chest fruit will ripen?” Hanson said as he weighed the gold chest.

“If you watch it live, it will mature in about two or three months.” The Empress thought about it.

“Two or three months?” Hanson frowned slightly, his mouth was relaxed, but trying to preserve the fruit of this emerald golden tree was definitely not an easy task.

However, Hanson looks forward to these golden chest fruits and wonders what kind of rarity they will produce.