Chapter 362 (1/2)
”Yo Yo.”
The White Deer revolved around Qin Jue twice. His eyes were clear, bright and very cute.
”Er...”
Qin Jue was confused and didn't understand what white deer wanted. He had to turn his head and look at old mo.
”Cough, Luxuan, don't be rude. Come here quickly!”
Mo Lao shouted hurriedly.
However, the white deer, known as Luxuan, continued to stay with Qin Jue and even rubbed Qin Jue with his head as if he hadn't heard old Mo's words.
“……”
There is no mistake!
I'm your master!
Mo Lao is very depressed.
”Eat quickly. This divine fruit is delicious.”
Seeing Qin Jue's hesitation, the white deer was a little worried. Then he directly spit out people's words and urged him.
“？？？”
Qin Jue was stunned, but on second thought, white deer is a divine beast. It's normal to speak, but how does it sound like a woman?
“……”
Hearing the speech, moloton was even more depressed. You know, he has raised white deer for more than 100000 years and has never had such treatment!
”I eat, I eat.”
With a wry smile and a nod, Qin Jue lifted the fruit and stuffed it into his mouth.
”How's it going, isn't it?”
White Deer looked up at Qin Jue, full of expectation.
This time Qin Jue was sure that the white deer's voice was indeed a woman, and compared with the Royal sister's style after the change of killing Tao, the white deer was more like a little sister, kind and gentle.
”Well, it's fragrant and sweet.”
Qin Jue was satisfied.
If it were someone else, he might sigh about the energy contained in the divine fruit, but for Qin Jue, no matter what level of divine fruit, the taste is the most important.
As for the effect of cultivation, Qin Jue didn't care.
”Hee hee, there are many more.”
Leaving this sentence, the White Deer turned into a remnant and rushed into the fruit forest again. Before long, the white deer ran out with more than a dozen divine fruits suspended around, each reaching level 22, which is the highest level divine fruit in the valley, and then sent them to Qin Jue happily.
After that, the White Deer rubbed Qin Jue with his head.
Mo Lao: ”
Is there any reason?
Is it because Qin Jue is more handsome than him?
”Lu Xuan!”
Took a deep breath, Mo Lao gritted his teeth.