"Little brother, uh, no, little sister?"
The Ginseng Spirit heard the crisp and pleasant laughter, secretly raised its eyelids, watching the interaction between the person and the bird, and couldn't help but join the conversation.
"The names of the medicinal plants have been reported. Can I, uh, smell the treasure of the immortal world?"
"You are really greedy."
Little Kingfisher scoffed, "It's already good that I let you stay here, don't dare to covet the Water-Repelling Pearl."
"Hehe."
The Ginseng Spirit's tendrils were thick and covered its thick-skinned face, leaving only its eyeballs rolling about.
"You can smell it, but don't touch."
Lin Qingluo's eyes suddenly darkened, her whole body surrounded with a murderous aura, "If you dare have any bad intentions, I won't show mercy."
"Rest assured, miss, Old Ginseng wouldn't dare... wouldn't dare..."
The Ginseng Spirit shuddered, its eyeballs stopped rolling, and it agreed obediently.
