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"Um."

Lin Qingluo agreed wholeheartedly: "Brother Lan is still thoughtful."

Mo Canglan's ears were reddish: "When are you leaving? Back to the capital city?"

"In three days."

Lin Qingluo responded with a smile, and sat down cross-legged.

"Three days outside, one month inside the orb."

Mo Canglan counted with his fingers: "After one month, most of the vegetables planted will be ripe and ready to be picked."

"Fortunately, there are orbs."

Lin Qingluo smiled with luck: "Otherwise, I really don't know how to solve the current predicament. It is far from enough to rely on Jufeng Commercial Bank to mobilize relief supplies, transport them to the disaster area, and relieve the victims."

"Master is born with good luck."

Mo Canglan sighed sincerely: "No matter what kind of difficulties we encounter, we can turn danger into good luck and solve it satisfactorily."

"hehe."

Lin Qingluo jokingly smiled: "Brother Lan, do you also believe in fate?"

"Me."

Mo Canglan pondered for a while, and gave an unexpected answer: "I don't believe it."

"Why?"

Lin Qingluo raised her eyebrows in surprise.

"As a doctor, he saves the dying and heals the wounded, and treats the sick as his duty."

Mo Canglan is a benevolent doctor, thinking about this matter from a doctor's point of view: "It's the same reason for a doctor to **** a person from the hands of the Lord of the Underworld, in essence, to fight for his life with the immortal cultivator."

"If you simply believe in fate and believe that his fate is fixed and he must die, wouldn't it be embarrassing for a doctor to meet such a person, should you save him or not?"

"Wonderful!"

Lin Qingluo suddenly realized, and gave a thumbs up sincerely to appreciate: "Brother Lan's remarks are really incisive, and Qingluo admires it."

"hey-hey."

Mo Canglan touched his nose, and the roots of his ears were as red as blood.

"Jintong has responded."

Lin Qingluo's eyes lit up suddenly, and he looked at Lin Jintong, little eleven, with surprise in his eyes.

"Taking psychic fruit to breed spiritual roots may be an advantage at a younger age."

When Mo Canglan thought of Lin Jinhao and Lin Jinlei, a flash of inspiration flashed in his mind, and he subconsciously said it.

"Brother Lan, what do you mean?"

Lin Qingluo's eyes were dazed, and he couldn't understand his deep meaning for a while.

"Both Jinhao and Jinlei have dual-attribute spiritual roots."

Mo Canglan secretly guessed: "If Jinrui and Jintong are the same, maybe the younger they are, the more likely they are to tend to the single-attribute Heavenly Spiritual Root."

"It would be great if it were like this."

Lin Qingluo subconsciously glanced at the bamboo house: "Jinfeng and Jinming are seven years old, and the other is only six years old. Wouldn't it be more hopeful to breed heavenly roots?"

Mo Canglan wasn't sure: "This is just my guess."

Lin Qingluo was excited: "It's possible, but it's necessary to try."

"Jin Rui has also reflected."

Mo Canglan looked at Lin Jinrui with hidden excitement, secretly hoping that his guess was right.

"It's almost time to help them."

Lin Qingluo saw that Lin Jintong's cheeks were flushed, and his brows were tightened in pain. He stepped forward slowly and patted his heart with his palm.

"I'll help Jin Rui."

Mo Canglan got up immediately and came to Lin Jinrui to help him tide over the difficulties.

The breath of the two young boys gradually calmed down, their brows stretched out, and their expressions were peaceful.

"This hurdle is over."

Lin Qingluo felt relieved and sat cross-legged again.

"Whether the guess is right or not, we'll see tomorrow."

Mo Canglan was still a little nervous, hoping that the dawn would come soon.

"Um."

Lin Qingluo smiled lightly and closed her eyes safely.

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