The Emperor's Favorite: The Fourth Miss Ghost

Feng Zhuyue shook her head: "No more, I picked it up in the konjac forest. Since this stone is useless, Daddy will throw it away for Yue'er!"

"Hmm..." Feng Xiao tried his best to calm down his mood, not letting Feng Zhuyue see the clue, he said with a smile: "Yue'er, go back and freshen up quickly, father will send someone to inform King Cang that you are back. Also, Don't tell anyone about this stone."

Feng Zhuyue nodded obediently, pretending not to see the greed and selfishness in Feng Xiao's eyes, and turned to leave.

Ruolan has been following Feng Zhuyue all this time, she couldn't help being surprised when she saw Feng Zhuyue take out the six-color spar, she actually handed a six-color spar to Feng Xiao like that?

Feng Zhuyue naturally knew the preciousness of the six-color spar, but to Feng Zhuyue who now had a pool of countless seven-color spar, even a hair on her head was not worth it.

Back at the Green Bamboo Pavilion, Ruolan prepared a bathtub for Feng Zhuyue to bathe and freshen up, and when she came out of the bath, Danqing had already returned.

The three of them were blowing leisurely in the yard, Feng Zhuyue took out the ball from his space bracelet, and let it come out together to breathe.

Ruolan said: "Miss, what is this ball?"

"I don't know." Feng Zhuyue glanced at the little guy on the table who was grabbing grapes and stuffing them into his mouth, and shook his head helplessly: "It posted it by itself. It looks pretty cute, so I can treat it as a pet."

Danqing is not curious about what the lump in front of her is. She is very curious about what happened to Feng Zhuyue in the Demon Forest: "Miss, what happened in the Demon Forest? Tell me something interesting."

Feng Zhuyue didn't answer Danqing's words, took out five pockets from the space bracelet, and threw them on the table: "These five pockets are one for each of the five guardians of the Devil's Cult, relying on the things inside will increase your cultivation well. .”

Danqing and Ruolan opened the bags curiously. When they saw the contents in the bags, they both had surprised expressions on their faces. Each bag contained two seven-color crystals, five six-color crystals, and ten multi-color crystals. spar.

What kind of big deal is this?

Now Ruolan finally understands why Feng Zhuyue didn't feel distressed at all when she gave Feng Xiao a six-color spar.

Dan Qing's saliva was about to flow down: "Miss, you probably got a lot of treasures in the Demon Forest this trip, right?"

Feng Zhuyue smiled faintly, with a sly look on her face: "Almost, almost everything I can get is with me. The Demon Forest is probably empty."

She even moved back that space cave, what else can there be in the Demon Forest?

Danqing smiled wickedly: "Is it convenient for the lady to disclose the results this time? Seeing that you have made such a generous move, it is estimated that there are quite a few? Hundreds?"

Feng Zhuyue smiled mysteriously, stuffed a grape into her mouth, and rubbed it on Qiuqiu's hairy head: "There are about [-] pieces of one-color spar to six-color spar, and there are about seven-color spar..." Feng Zhuyue Zhu Yue was calculating how many colorful crystals there were in that pool. At that time, she looked at the depth of the pool, and it was at least three to five meters. "There are probably hundreds of thousands of colorful crystals!"

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Ruolan and Danqing were dumbfounded, hundreds of thousands of colorful crystals, what kind of wealth is this?What kind of treasure is this?