Xiuxian: I really don’t want to be a bootlicker!.

"call……"

Ye Chen took a long breath and felt refreshed.

Put aside the masters and ancestors in front and behind you.

Then lift Fan Qinghe up from above your head and put him down.

Ye Chen stretched leisurely.

Different from the previous ceremony.

This pure enjoyment version allows you to better understand what it means to be specialized in your field.

But a week passed.

Time to end.

Ye Chen should have left last time.

But he specially kept a Saint King to give to Fan Qinghe, so he waited for a week.

Now that you have sent it, you can go find your fiancée and give her the origin, so that she can also be fulfilled.

The expressions of Fan Qinghe and the other two girls at this moment all showed a sense of laziness after being satisfied. There was satisfaction between their brows, and they also felt a little unsatisfied.

They helped Ye Chen organize his magic power, and coquettishly said, "Saint Son, won't you stay for a few more days?"

"I have another secret method that I want to use to thank the Holy Son."

"..."

Ye Chen felt the tenderness, but refused decisively: "I've delayed too long, I have to leave."

Be decisive and firm when rejecting someone.

But when you promise someone a favor, you shouldn't be too straightforward.

Fan Qinghe also woke up from the joy of producing honey, and recalled the look of regret in the master's eyes when he talked about his lifespan...

Finally, Fan Qinghe couldn't help it.

He spoke cautiously, "Holy Son, are you planning to give that ginseng fruit to someone else?"

Upon hearing this, Master’s expression froze.

They were actually thinking about this too.

But they were just eating and drinking for free, and if it weren't for Qinghe's face, they wouldn't even have the chance to taste the food.

How dare I say more, as this would arouse Ye Chen’s disgust.

Otherwise, if I am not invited to the party next time, I will feel uncomfortable for the rest of my life.

Upon hearing this, Ye Chen raised his eyebrows and said, "I plan to give it to an elder from the Holy Land. He helped me a lot in the past, but now his life span is less than a hundred years..."

The nervous Fan Qinghe was speechless for a moment.

Ye Chen seemed to have sensed something, and he held Fan Qinghe in his arms, gently asking, "What's the matter with suddenly mentioning ginseng fruit?"

"You are only a little over a hundred years old, and your master and great-grandmaster should also be approaching their birthdays for some time."

"..."

After hearing Ye Chen's question, Fan Qinghe spoke cautiously, "It's the Grandmaster. The Grandmaster still looks so glorious, it's actually because of the technique."

"In fact, the Grandmaster can only hold on for three years at most..."

"but……"

Fan Qinghe was still embarrassed to finish what he was saying.

Ever since he met Ye Chen, he had been eating and taking things all the time, and even his cultivation was forced upon him by Ye Chen.

I don't have the face to say anything more.

Why should Ye Chen keep paying for his own master?

When Ye Chen heard this, his expression became serious.

This made Fan Qinghe's heart jump, and he quickly waved his hands: "I'm not asking the Holy Son for the ginseng fruit on behalf of the ancestor..."

"The ginseng fruit belongs to the Holy Son, so of course it should be given to the senior who took care of the Holy Son."

"..."

Ye Chen said nothing.

Fan Qinghe became more and more worried and anxious.

But the next moment, Ye Chen looked at Fan Qinghe with pity: "There's no need for this between you and me!"

"What I like most about you is your kindness. It's completely different from other women out there."

"It is indeed too cruel to let you watch the Grandmaster's birthday approaching."

"For your sake, I'll give this ginseng fruit to your ancestor!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Ye Chen took out a jade box.

The jade box was transparent, and one could clearly see a pure white fruit inside, as big as a baby.

The three people present all gasped.

Ye Chen actually gave the ginseng fruit away like this.

It can be seen that this ginseng fruit is also very important to the Holy Son.

But the Son of God hesitated for a moment and still took it out.

Fan Qinghe's eyes were red, and she quickly waved her hands: "Holy Son, I don't want it, I really don't want it, I don't deserve you to be so kind to me..."

After all, the Tianyu Sect had a very bad reputation, and she, the goddess, was also particularly badly regarded in the rumors outside.

After all, who would believe that one can stay clean even in the mud?

However, Ye Chen was really good to him.