Huahua pointed behind Murong Feixue, her eyes widened completely. She had never seen such a handsome young master. He looked like a god coming to the world. His mouth suddenly opened, and he was speechless for a long time...
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Murong Feixue raised her hand and closed Huahua's long chin, then turned around quietly, frowned at Long Ming and said, "Why do you always look like a ghost?"
"I just felt that you needed my help, so I came to take a look. I didn't expect that I heard something..." Long Ming saw Murong Feixue being indifferent to him again, but he was not angry at all. Junyi
With an evil and somewhat cynical smile on his face, he said to Murong Feixue.
"Okay, since you said I want something from you, then tell me, what can you help me with?"
"Don't you want to sell Warcraft? Tomorrow is the annual Warcraft Trading Conference on Ziyun Continent. The price can be much higher than what you can sell it for here!"
After hearing Long Ming's words, Murong Feixue's face looked better.
While several people were talking, they suddenly heard an extremely sharp and high-pitched voice coming from the distance, shouting to several people: "Let it go, let it go! Don't blame me if you bump into it..."
When Murong Feixue looked at the voice, it turned out to be a driver, driving a wild horse that galloped through the market. He passed the market menacingly. He happened to encounter the three of them standing in the middle of the road.
Huahua immediately panicked and was about to reach out to grab Murong Feixue and get out of the way, but she saw that Prince Long Ming grabbed the young lady's arm before she did.
When the carriage rushed past, Huahua and Murong Feixue were separated.
Across the carriage, Murong Feixue was suddenly hugged by Long Ming. The tip of her nose felt a familiar fragrance, and her body was rotated several times, and the world rotated. Her position had changed to a street corner.
There is no one around here, it is so quiet that it feels like a dense space isolated from the world.
"Why did you bring me here?" Murong Feixue's eyebrows were tangled, and there was a hint of irritation in his tone.
"I have a small gift for you." Long Ming smiled mysteriously and replied slyly.
After saying that, he handed a kettle to Murong Feixue...
She recognized this kettle. It was really the kettle filled with dragon's blood in the Purple Gold Dragon King's Palace. She originally wanted to drink more. But she didn't know that the dragon's blood had solidified and she had no chance to taste it again. Thinking of the sweet taste, it was not only delicious.
, and can also help the growth of spiritual power. It is indeed a rare treasure. Immediately raising his eyebrows, Murong Feixue picked up the kettle with great joy.
"I happened to have no breakfast this morning, so I happily accepted this small gift!"
After saying this, Murong Feixue did not show politeness to Long Ming and directly opened the lid of the kettle and started drinking.
The upturned neck is white, drawing a graceful and sexy arc. As the dragon's blood is swallowed, you can see that the neck is slightly undulating. Occasionally, there is a leakage of red liquid, which slides from the corner of the mouth down the neck into the skirt. It is very red.
The liquid makes people unable to take their eyes away...
"Well, it tastes good! Do you want to take a sip?" After Murong Feixue had a delicious meal, he reached out and handed the water bottle in front of Long Ming, tilted his head and smiled, and asked cheerfully.
Her clear eyes are like spring water in a pool, so lively and fascinating. And on top of her child-like smile, her lips are bright, and a trace of bright red liquid hangs from the corner of her mouth, which is particularly enchanting and dazzling...
