The ghost emperor overbearing favor: wild concubine super fierce to spoil

"Are you afraid of me?" Yechongyuan's face outlined a light smile, but his eyes were filled with a touch of extreme seriousness, hoping for her reply.

On the mainland, the dark elementalist is the most undesirable existence for other elementalists.

He's a dark Department elementalist. Few people know about him, but he didn't hide it from her.

When I just said it, I also noticed that shaking's face changed.

Now, Emperor Fuyao is looking at him with a pair of clear amber eyes.

For a moment, yechongyuan felt very nervous. He was not only looking forward to her answer, but also afraid to see alienation and isolation from her eyes.

As time went by, a layer of sweat even appeared on yechongyuan's forehead.

Emperor Fu Yao deliberately closed his mouth and stared at him for a long time. Until he was so nervous that he didn't know what to do, she said with a smile: "are you afraid that I'm ugly?"

"Why be afraid?" The night heavy yuan Leng for a while, some stay Meng ground reply, "I at the beginning with shake said, not afraid."

"Well, that's right. Your answer is the same as mine. It's still a little tacit." Emperor Fu Yao said with a smile.

He is not afraid of himself. What is she afraid of him doing?

The world says that she is the ugliest woman in the world. She has a face of yin and Yang which is disgusted by human and God. She doesn't care what others think.

As for friends, if you care about her appearance defects, she doesn't have to tolerate and understand others.

In a word, I'll treat you as well as you treat me.

The night heavy yuan looks at her, the corner of the mouth peeps out a smile as if relieved.

Yaoyao is right. Sincerity can be exchanged for sincerity.

But this kind of pleasant feeling, he just want to monopolize her share, others don't look up to also not rare.

If emperor Fuyao knew what was in yechongyuan's mind at the moment, he would certainly not be able to laugh or cry.

The distance between them is getting closer, and there are more words on the way. Emperor Fuyao asks him about the black market, and yechongyuan tells her all about it.

Every country has an underground black market. What can't be bought or sold openly in the market can be bought in the black market. The phenomenon of black market is not new.

Yechongyuan reminds her cautiously that it's the best way to prevent money from being exposed in the black market.

Emperor Fuyao understood that what he said was not real wealth, but valuable spiritual grass.

It's true that this time she came to the black market, her purpose was to sell lingcao or exchange it for medicinal materials.

She can create a lot of lingcao, but she can't afford herbs. She can't afford herbs for alchemy. A poor lady is very poor. If she wants to have money to buy Herbs, she has to make money first.

Before they entered the black market, a man in a black robe and a mask at the gate gave each of them a black mask.

In the black market, there are mostly shady transactions, where dragons and snakes are mixed, and everyone wears a black mask to disguise their identity.

With the mask, Emperor Fu Yao put away his veil and put on a black mask, only revealing his crystal amber like clear and bright eyes.

Yechongyuan is wearing a mask, just like the devil of the night. The whole person is full of evil and darkness. Of course, only she can see these. Who told him to use magic tricks to cover up outsiders.

"Shake, stare at me so naked, or take it home and close the door for you to see clearly?" Night heavy yuan thin lip temptation of hook up radian, finish saying to still throw a acme evil spirit eye toward her.

Emperor Fuyao felt powerless.

Sure enough, this demon can't boast, even can't look in his eyes, otherwise he will push his nose and eyes, and gain an inch.

Lazy to pay attention to narcissistic and arrogant evil, the emperor turned his eyes to the stall in the black market.

The stalls are mixed, and there are all kinds of business. There are many customers coming and going. When they enter the black market, everyone is wearing masks, and they can't distinguish their identities. Even the vendors are wearing masks, but the masks are white, so they can distinguish the buyers and sellers.

After glancing at the crowd nearby, there were at least seventeen or eighteen people in front of a stall. It seemed that they were bidding noisily.

She had no intention of coming forward, but yechongyuan took her to join in the fun.

There is only one cyan plant on the small booth, with green leaves, bright red flower buds and aura.

Emperor Fu Yao only looked at it and saw that it was a lingzhi, and it was not a small plant.

Several discerning middle-aged men bid for it, and they fight for it.

But as soon as she heard the bidding of several people, she immediately understood the reason.

Only a fat man in green cried: "I love flowers and plants. This flower is very beautiful. I bought it with 50 gold coins!"

"Cut, fat man, do you like it? I'll give you seventy gold coins!" Another thin man in black took out his money bag and smashed it on the stall.

"Do you know the goods? This beautiful flower has at least 100 gold coins! Little brother, I'll give you one hundred and five. How about you sell it to me? " A one eyed man said with "deep air.".

A young man in blue is not willing to be outdone: "I'll give you two hundred!"

What they are arguing about is not that the flower is Lingzhi, but that it is just a slightly beautiful flower.

Onlookers who don't know the truth can see that an ordinary flower is sold for one or two hundred gold coins. That's what the stall owner made!

People with high mental power can naturally detect the aura of the flowers. These four men deliberately lower the price and try to trick the stall owner to sell the flowers with the idea of making money. In fact, they are dead!

If you think about it, xiaoxiazi's price for a lingguo is 100000 gold. If you sell a lingzhi flower that is not inferior to lingguo's spirit for one or two hundred gold coins, won't you die?

Emperor Fuyao looked at the stall owner and found that the stall owner was very young. He was about twelve or thirteen years old. His clear eyes were pure and childish. No wonder these people are going to kill him.

If newborn calves dare to bring Lingzhi to sell, they will be sent to Hukou automatically, not to mention four hungry hukou.

However, no matter how many people bid, the stall owner is sitting there with a calm mind, with no waves in his eyes. He doesn't seem to care at all. He looks as if he is still sleepy and wants to sleep.

Several people bidding more intense, for fear of being robbed by the other party, but each bid is a ten digit rise.

See the crowd also follow the blood boiling up.

Emperor Fuyao poked the night heavy abyss around him with his elbow and asked curiously, "are there few people who can feel Lingzhi's aura?"

So many onlookers, malicious bidding is only the four men, the side is just watching.

"Little girl, not everyone is like you, so talented." Night heavy yuan hook lips deep meaning smile, voice congealed into a sound line into her ears, "space mage spirit is very strong, can keenly capture the level of aura in plants, the four people often deal with Lingzhi, can see some clues is not surprising, but even if others, no matter how strong the spirit, it is difficult to feel Lingzhi aura."

"Damn, you know all about me being a space mage?" Emperor Fu shakes to stare big eye pressure low voice way, this si how to find out her bottom?

Yechongyuan smiles like a flower: "only by knowing yourself and your enemy can you go far!"

"What else do you know?" Emperor Fuyao's eyes half narrowed and his face was alert.