But when Zhao Ganyu said that the holy fruit could not be eaten, Zihao looked at Zhao Ganyu with an idiot, which meant that you only knew.

Wu Ruzhu came back from the forest and read the matter aside from the ancient book. Only then did she learn the details of the holy fruit. She said that to everyone. The men were depressed and the women were happy when they heard it. This was also the reason why their strength had increased so much. At that time, Zihao was dissatisfied with a look of dissatisfaction and wanted to try the authenticity of the fruit. She took a small bite and covered her stomach and pulled it for a day. According to Zihao's statement, this thing was harmful to people. He told every woman that it could not be eaten.

Zhuang Yan and his wife were responsible for collecting medicinal materials, and Sun Danfei assisted in planting from the side. Everything in the camp was running in an orderly manner.

"Hahaha! Little monster! Long time no see!"

A familiar voice sounded from Zhao Ganyu's ears...

Now, basically, Zhao Ganyu doesn't have to turn around, he can guess who the person here is.

"Old poison, why are you here?"

The old man with purple hair was a little surprised at Zhao Ganyu's attitude. Usually, there were noisy screams everywhere he went, and he was most satisfied with the horror attitude of others.

But what is the situation with this guy Zhao Ganyu? Si Wan couldn't help but wonder. It's too late for others to hide when they see him. Why doesn't this guy run away when he sees him?

"Little monster, why didn't you run away when you see me?" The old man with purple hair felt a little unhappy, and his tone was so low that he could even twist out the water.

"You are an old poison, I am a little monster, haha, do you still need to run away? You come to me as a guest, and I am also a guest when I come to you. It is not a good behavior to avoid guests!"

Zhao Ganyu sat upright in his lying posture, which was a kind of respect for the visitor. Even though Si Wanjue might be his enemy, Zhao Ganyu never maintained a contempt or even contemptuous attitude towards anyone. He has always been kind to others, and even to most people, he is still a person who knows etiquette very well.

From the moment Zhao Ganyu became the boss, he worked hard in these aspects. This is the way of society and the way of communication between people. It is a process of mutual respect. Even if Zhao Ganyu goes bankrupt, he still abides by the rules he sets himself.

"Well, it makes sense..." Si Wanjue nodded. At first, he thought it was the same thing, and it made sense. He suddenly realized something was wrong, and he almost thought that Zhao Ganyu had gone around.

"Hey! You little monster are a little interesting, different from the other people I met!" Si Wanjue attached more and more importance to the young man in front of him. He picked up a wooden teacup and picked up the pot to pour the tea and took a sip of the tea. He looked leisurely and said: "Well, this tea is good!"

In fact, how could Si Wanjue know that if Zhao Ganyu had known that he would have come to him, he would have run away long ago. At the same time, he also knew that he could not run away, nor could he run away.

Because here are the people he loves the most and the people he loves the most. Here are his friends, good friends for life. Here are his most trusted partners, some of whom he has never betrayed him, except for Su Yueya.

"I'm very curious. You said you are not afraid of me, an old monster. Do you want to do something?" Si Wanjue held the wooden teacup and stared at it very carefully. His words seemed to be saying to the teacup, but Zhao Ganyu was stunned by the whole body.

Zhao Ganyu sighed and said to the purple-haired old man in front of him with complicated eyes:

"If an old monster wants to meet a little monster, then the little monster should listen to the old monster's words, but if an old monster wants to kill the little monster's friends, then it will be injustice. If a little monster does not stop the old monster, then it will be unkind."

"Haha, what should the old monster do? What should the little monster do?" Si Wanjue did not look at the cup again, and looked at Zhao Ganyu in the face of a sarcastic smile. His expression seemed to be watching a good show, and he could not see any murderous intent with a smile.

"What else can I do? The little monster is not as strong as the old monster. It is useless to do anything more. I can only follow the old monster's actions, but the little monster will die in front of those people." Zhao Ganyu had a plain tone without any expression. He picked up a wooden teacup and took a sip. The scholar Si Wanjue looked leisurely with his head shaking his ears.

Si Wanjue didn't say anything, looking directly at Zhao Ganyu. While he was drinking tea carefully, he looked at Zhao Ganyu's expression carefully, as if he wanted to see the true situation in Zhao Ganyu's heart.

But after watching for a long time, he still couldn't see Zhao Ganyu's true mood. He sighed long, shook his head, and cleaned the tea in the cup in one sip.

"Hey! You little monster! It's just boring. I just want to scare you. Who knows that you have no reaction at all. It's too boring, too boring!" Si Wanjue just wanted to test Zhao Ganyu with words, but found that he was so old that he was seen through by the young man in front of him.

He also wanted to have a playful mentality and wanted to use words to anger Zhao Ganyu. Even if it was not anger, as long as there was a hint of fear on Zhao Ganyu's face, he could not escape his eyes. He thought that Zhao Ganyu was either afraid or angry. No matter which one it was, it was an interesting thing for him, but how could he think that Zhao Ganyu had such an attitude. He felt it was too boring.

"Senior wants to kill him just to move his fingers, and those partners cannot escape death. If they want to die, they will die. Are they afraid of not being killed?" Zhao Ganyu's tone was unchanged, as if he was explaining something more ordinary.

"Little monster, little monster!" Si Wanjue stood up and shook his head. It was impossible to tell whether he was happy or angry, but his next words made Zhao Ganyu feel a little moved.

"Yes, don't you need to be afraid? Haha..." Si Wanjue looked at the people outside the bamboo house with a complicated expression, but when he saw the things made in the pot of Wu Ruzhu and Su Yueya, the corner of his mouth twitched slightly, thinking: How did these two little girls get my formula? Could it be that they also have poisonous scriptures?

If Si Wanjue was carefully observing Zhao Ganyu, he would have made new discoveries because the cup Zhao Ganyu was holding was soaked in his sweat.

"Little monster, come to me!" Si Wanjue's tone was gentle, and he didn't even say the honorific title he often hangs on me. Zhao Ganyu also knew that the closer Si Wanjue was to others, the more he discovered something wrong.

"Old poison, just leave if you want to leave. Are you thinking about having a free meal here?"
Chapter completed!