Ten acres of spiritual millet were fully ripe, Huang Chengcheng bent over heavily, and the millet exuded a faint and attractive fragrance. Chu Jun was naked, revealing a well-proportioned and strong body, harvesting spiritual millet under the scorching sun. Chu Jun held a treasure bag in his hand, and took off the spirit millet on the corn ear and put it into the treasure bag. This kind of treasure bag is a special space item, which can hold five square things, and the price is quite expensive, it costs five hundred spirit beans, if it weren't for the sale of that Lei Wei's beast crystal, Chu Jun really couldn't afford it.

Just when Chu Jun was in full swing, a thin little girl in a small plaid skirt jumped to the edge of the spiritual field, took out a small cloth bag from her small pocket and put it on her little arm, and followed Chu Jun to pick up the millet that fell to the ground. There are remnants of millet on the ears that have not been cleaned, and the little girl will happily pick them off and put them in a small cloth bag.

In the past two days, as long as Chu Jun starts to harvest the spirit millet, the thin little girl will appear on time with a small cloth bag. This little guy is very sensible, and he will never touch the spirit millet that Chu Jun has not yet harvested, and only pick up the missing. Chu Jun sometimes deliberately spilled some of the spirit millet, or omitted a dozen or so spirit millet on the ear, so the little girl would fill the small cloth bag full when she left every day.

"Little one, tell uncle, what's your name?" Chu Jun asked casually, wiping his sweat.

This is the third time Chu Jun has asked like this, the thin little girl's black grape-like eyes glanced at Chu Jun, lowered her head and continued to seriously rummage through the ears of corn on the ground, and a small cloth bag containing a small handful of spiritual millet swayed in the crook of her arm.

"It seems that he is really dumb!" Chu Jun sighed in his heart.

Chu Jun was born in a poor family in his previous life, he was not well fed and clothed, he was sent to the special combat team for training when he was nine years old, and he never returned home, and he vaguely remembered that he had a younger sister who was two or three years younger, who was as tall and short as the little girl in front of him, with yellow hair, and so thin that only skin and bones remained, as if he could be blown up by the wind, but he was very sensible and obedient.

The little girl, who was seriously rummaging, suddenly screamed in pain, and tears rolled in her eyes. Chu Jun hurriedly asked with concern, "What's wrong?"

The little girl raised her right middle finger at Chu Jun, she was very thin, but her skin was surprisingly white and tender, and her little hands were so tender and transparent under the sun that even the blood vessels were clearly visible.

Chu Jun was stunned for a moment, and then realized that there was a small cut on her middle finger, and pale pink blood slowly seeped out, which should have been cut by the leaves of Lingsu.

Chu Jun couldn't cry or laugh a little, leaned down and grabbed her little hand, and wiped the blood on her wound with a cloth, but the blood soon came out again, and the little guy looked at Chu Jun with tears in his eyes, but he didn't cry. After trying several times in a row, Chu Jun had no choice but to take the little girl's finger into his mouth, and the saliva contained ingredients to disinfect and stop bleeding, but it was only for small wounds.

"Sweet!" Chu Jun glanced at the little girl suspiciously, just now he saw that the blood from the little girl was pink, Chu Jun thought it was because the blood was too thin, but now it seems that this is not the reason at all, her blood is actually sweet.

"Maybe the blood of this shijie is sweet, right?" Chu Jun said secretly.

The little girl looked at Chu Jun with her fingers in her mouth, and there was a hint of timidity in her eyes. Chu Jun took out the little girl's finger after a while, and found that the pale pink blood on the belly of the finger slowly oozing out again, and it couldn't be stopped at all. Only then did Chu Jun realize the seriousness of the problem, and remembered that there was a kind of person whose wounds could not heal due to a lack of platelets, and even small wounds could cause excessive blood loss and death. This kind of person is called a "glass man", and he has to be careful in everything he does, and he can't cut the skin, because a small injury can be fatal, and once he is injured, even if he breaks a little skin, he will be transfused by the hospital to stop the bleeding.

Seeing the blood on the little girl's fingers keep coming out, Chu Jun couldn't help but get anxious, and with the idea of giving it a try, he used the Crescent Moon Divine Power. Infiltrated by the cold and holy crescent moon divine power, the wound on the little girl's finger slowly stopped bleeding. Chu Jun couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief when he saw this, this time it was a crooked hit.

"Be careful in the future!" Chu Jun collected the Crescent Moon Divine Power and touched the little guy's head with a smile.

The little girl had two crystal tears hanging from her long eyelashes and nodded her little head. This was the first time she had responded to Chu Jun's words. Chu Jun took the little guy's cloth bag and filled it with Lingsu and hung it back on her arm, and said with a smile: "Don't pick it up, uncle will give you a bag!"

The little girl put the cloth bag on the ground, pointed to the treasure bag in Chu Jun's hand, waved her little hand again, and said in a low voice: "Don't!"

Chu Jun was stunned for a moment, it turned out that she could speak.

"Uncle gave it to you, why don't you want it?" Chu Junqi said.

The little girl lowered her head and spit out three words: "Daddy scolds!"

Chu Jun couldn't help but suddenly, and said with a smile: "Tell Daddy that you picked it up!"

The little girl still shook her head and said no, and Chu Jun had no choice but to pour the Lingsu in the small cloth bag back into the treasure bag, leaving only a small half. The little girl looked at Chu Jun with blank eyes, but refused to take the small cloth bag, Chu Jun grabbed two handfuls of spirit millet in the cloth bag, and then she took the small cloth bag and carried it on her arm. Chu Jun was suddenly moved to the point that his nose was a little pantothenic, what a sensible little guy!

Next, Chu Jun continued to harvest the spirit millet silently, and the little girl still meticulously followed behind her to pick up the leaks. Chu Jun sometimes deliberately threw away the whole unharvested millet ear, and the little girl seemed to see that Chu Jun was deliberate, and would pick it out and return it to Chu Jun every time.

The sun went down, and the little girl staggered away with a bag full of spiritual millet, Chu Jun felt an inexplicable joy in his heart, and he packed up and left. Not long after Chu Jun left, a Tingting figure turned out from behind the tree, her bright eyes like smoke and water, gentle and graceful, and her beautiful face was shy and shy. Zhao Yu watched Chu Jun's tall figure disappear from sight, sighed faintly, turned around and disappeared into the twilight after a few ups and downs.

Chu Jun went to Lingtian early the next morning to continue harvesting spiritual millet, but he didn't see a thin little girl carrying a cloth bag until noon. In the next few days, until Chu Jun harvested all the spiritual millets in Zuihou, the little girl never appeared again, Chu Jun actually felt a faint loss in his heart, and faintly felt that something might have happened.

Lingsu harvested a bumper harvest, Chu Jun's ten acres of spiritual field harvested 29,000 catties of spiritual millet, the yield per mu almost reached 3,000 catties, and there were 9,000 catties left after handing over 20,000 catties. Chu Jun exchanged 9,000 catties of spirit millet for 800 spirit beans, which was a small profit.

After harvesting the spiritual millet, Zhengtianmen ushered in a lively event - the martial arts conference.

Both the inner disciples and the outer disciples are excited to look forward to it, and many guys are grinding their guns in battle, running to the martial arts field every day, eager to become the top master immediately, win the first place, and the most important thing is to win the first prize. You must know that in order to motivate the disciples to cultivate diligently, the top ten of the Douwu Club have extremely rich prizes. Last year, the first place of the inner disciple was rewarded with a second-grade beginner magic weapon, and the first place of the outer disciple was rewarded with 10,000 spirit beans, which was really eye-catching.

For the outer disciples, there is one more thing they are looking forward to, that is, the spirit trial activity after the martial arts competition, if you are not allowed to test yourself to glow the spiritual root, then it is really - the carp once jumped into the dragon gate, and the pheasant flew on the phoenix branch!

Chu Jun was very interested in the prize of the first place, and he was also very interested in the spirit trial activity, being able to enter the inner gate meant that he could practice the exercises of the Zhengtian Gate, the kind of exercises that could discharge electricity. Chu Jun rushed to the Yaowu Hall early in the morning to sign up for the martial arts meeting of the outer disciples.

When Chu Jun saw the thin young man sitting behind the counter, he couldn't help but be stunned, this guy was just going to buy his own piece of Lei Yingshi's obscene goods. Chu Jun was hesitating to sign up, and the outer disciples lining up behind him urged one after another. The thin young man behind the counter raised his head and glanced at Chu Jun, and shouted impatiently, "Hey, that ...... What about you...... Sign up quickly, my master's time is very precious!"

Chu Jun was stunned for a moment, and suddenly realized that he was shocked that day and was not human, so he couldn't recognize it now. Chu Jun stepped forward with confidence and said, "My name is Chu Jun!"

The thin young man wrote Chu Jun in his notebook, and suddenly looked up at Chu Jun again, and asked, "Why do you see that you are so familiar, have we met?"

Chu Jun grinned and said, "I have a public face, many people say that they are familiar when they see me, and the senior brother has recognized the wrong person!"

The thin young man scratched his head with the tip of his pen and said to himself: "Public face......? Next, that ...... Say you, sign up quickly, my master's time is very precious!"

As soon as Chu Jun walked out of the palace gate, a human wall blocked him, and when he looked up, he saw three strong men looking at him with cold expressions. Chu Jun frowned and said lightly, "What advice do the three senior brothers have?"

These three people are Niu Pang, Zhu Chong and Hou Qiang, Zhu Chong and Hou Qiang have gloomy expressions, and they can't wait to tear Chu Jun apart.

"Chu Jun, it's really a good means, Lao Tzu is underestimating you!" Niu Pang said coldly. Chu Jun shrugged his shoulders and said, "I don't understand what you mean!"

Niu Pang said with a sneer: "Lao Tzu will use his fist to make you understand!" After speaking, he stomped his foot, and the stone slab on the ground cracked a few lines, which shows how terrifying his stomping power is.

Chu Jun walked around the three of them with a calm expression, and walked a few steps before turning around and saying lightly: "I'll wait!"

"Brother Niu, it must have been that kid who put the black plague moth to turn us back, damn, he was pecked by geese all day long, Lao Tzu has never suffered such a loss!" Hou Qiang said indignantly.

Niu Pang said with a gloomy face: "This kid actually has the ability to cure the black plague moth!"

"Whatever, this martial arts conference is looking for a chance to kill him!" Zhu Chong said ruthlessly, the loss of more than 100 acres of spiritual millet made him feel so distressed that he had a toothache, so he hated Chu Jun very much.