They originally thought that Feng Zhuyue would be great if he had dozens of colorful crystals, but these hundreds of thousands...
This is not something you say casually.
Ruolan and Danqing no longer knew how to express their inner thoughts at the moment, as if they were blocked, as if they were stunned, and completely at a loss.
Where should these hundreds of thousands of colorful crystals be placed?
They knew that Feng Zhuyue had a treasure bag, but they also knew how big the treasure bag was.
After thinking about it, they believed Feng Zhuyue's words. They were just too shocked.
Feng Zhuyue took out a hairpin from her sleeve, the one Yang Man gave her to mend, and placed it on the table, emitting a faint green light.
"Ruolan, send someone to deliver this hairpin to Yang's house tomorrow. Remember, deliver it to Miss Yang personally."
"yes."
Ruolan put the hairpin into her sleeve, along with the five bags of crystal stones.
"Well, you two will go back to practice first, and then send someone over."
Danqing and Ruolan knew that Feng Zhuyue gave them the spar in order to let them absorb the spiritual power of the spar and improve their own cultivation, but they just left like this, leaving Feng Zhuyue alone here and really felt uneasy.
Even if Feng Zhuyue's strength is nothing to worry about.
Ruolan and Danqing ignored it and said: "Miss, Danqing and I will take turns taking care of this cultivation matter. Let Danqing return to the Demon Sect first, and give the spar to Qinglong and the others. When Danqing breaks through, he will come back to take over. I will go back."
We don't feel comfortable sending someone else to take care of the young lady."
Feng Zhuyue thought about it and felt that it was right. In the past few years, she had become accustomed to Danqing and Ruolan being by her side.
She almost always only dealt with matters in the Demon Cult in person, and the rest were handled by the Five Guardians of the Demon Cult. Many people in the Demon Cult knew her, but she knew very few.
Qinglong and the others can completely manage the Demon Cult very well, but they will consult her when it comes to major matters.
"Okay, then Danqing will go back first."
Feng Zhuyue closed her eyes lazily. Her beautiful face and clear skin shone in the sunlight, coated with a layer of smudged luster. She was so beautiful.
"When Danqing goes back, he will collect some strange weapons that have appeared in the world in recent years. Weapons that have never appeared before and have not been recorded. If you find them, report them to me quickly."
She did not raise her eyes, her expression was very gentle, but her words carried irresistible power.
It was definitely not that simple for Feng Lei and the others to be shot dead in the Demonic Forest. How and where did this shot come from? Is it directly related to her?
Why does she always have a feeling in her heart that this is a weapon against her.
At least one thing she can be sure of is that Feng Zhuyue is definitely not the only person who has traveled from modern times to the Cangqiong Continent.
She didn't know if the other party knew her true identity, and she had never revealed her characteristics in modern times. She should not be found out.
Even if she is found out, they probably won't do anything to her.
One surrounds the other, like an endless torch, burning the trees and messages close to it, the larger the area, the larger...
Feng Zhuyue was deep in thought. She had benefited a lot from this trip to the Demonic Forest, and she also felt that a huge conspiracy was beginning.
A gentle voice like the spring breeze sounded: "Yue'er, I miss you."