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

In the three days of emperor Fu Yao's closed door cultivation, Bai Ze was clever and didn't bother him. He still cleaned the house clean.

She went downstairs and saw him just in the hall playing with potted plants.

"Miss, it's all a family. Why does Mao have to wear a mask?" When he saw her going out, he grinned and was very curious. Bamboo forest is not a black market. Who is wearing a mask?

Emperor Fuyao said faintly: "I'd like to."

Although she doesn't care about the skin bag, the mask can avoid a lot of unnecessary trouble. Why not.

With a smile, Baize said intentionally or unintentionally: "the mask of the black market has no characteristics. As long as it's out of the black market, the High-level element masters use a little means. Even if the mask covers the face, it's invisible under their means."

"Oh?" Emperor Fuyao was very interested. "So, do you have a better way?"

"Of course!" Bai Ze raised his pretty face with pride, and a glimmer of light flashed in his eyes. "I know that there is a treasure that can not only cover the face, but also nourish the body, beautify and beautify the face. The most important thing is that even a high-level elementalist can't see the slightest! Sunscreen, dust-proof, but also anti sex wolf yo, is a necessary good product for women to travel

Emperor Fu Yao took care of himself, walked to the tea table and sat down. He took a sip of the light tea on the table, with a smile on his lips, and said: "price."

The smile in Bai Ze's eyes is deeper. It's reliable to communicate with smart people!

He is not vague, direct backhand a turn, will be a red blood mask out.

The mask is delicate and beautiful, with blood color as the background. The mysterious black dark pattern spreads across the mask. The mask is a bit of evil spirit. Even if no one wears it, just a glance like this makes people feel that the venerable can't be offended or looked directly at.

"I'll take it!"

Just look at this, she will like the blood mask.

Bai Ze shook his head slowly and said in distress, "no way. This blood noodle is my family heirloom. It can't be sold."

Emperor Fu shakes his mouth slightly. Why does he lure her if he doesn't sell it?

After receiving the smile, she waved lightly and gave up: "well, since it's your heirloom, you can keep it well."

White Ze small face a meal, flashed a glimmer of consternation.

Look, she likes blood noodles very much. How can she change her attention in a second?

"Well, miss, do you want to think about it again?"

Emperor Fuyao took a leisurely sip of tea with a cup in his hand and said: "isn't this your heirloom? What else do you want me to think? Do you want to give it to me for nothing? "

A word to stop him, white Ze is very depressed, early know he didn't deliberately show off, who knows she is so difficult to deal with the role, simply don't be fooled.

"Don't tease me. I don't like joking about business. Come on, price." Emperor Fu Yao looks like a god of anticipation. He knew that this boy would not sell it to her easily.

Baize, who was exposed, was not embarrassed. Instead, he said seriously, "there is only one side of this bloody noodle world, and the price is one million gold."

Million gold coins?

Emperor Fuyao was really surprised.

I'm kidding. A spirit grass is not as valuable as blood noodles!

Millions of gold coins, that's a full year's expenditure of the emperor's family.

Who would use millions of gold coins to buy a mask that can't defend and attack.

Exactly, Emperor Fuyao is so inhumane.

"Let me see." She pondered for half a moment, but she liked the delicate shape of the blood surface, but she still had to look at the goods carefully before making a decision.

White Ze is very straightforward, hand her blood face, and smile encourage: "can try to wear yo!"

Blood face in hand, the weight is extremely light, like taking a piece of thin paper as light.

Emperor Fuyao tried to put it on and stood in front of the bronze mirror. He saw an enchanting and charming face in the mirror. His eyes suddenly turned into sharp silver eyes, as proud as a Phoenix. The black hair also grows and turns red instantaneously at the speed visible to the naked eye.

A head of red hair, such as blood, looks evil charm, cold Yan shukuang!

It's hard to imagine that such an evil and arrogant person would be the cowardly and rat like waste of the emperor's family.

After taking down the blood face, it returned to its original humble appearance.

"What is it?" She was shocked.

As expected, he explained with a smile: "no matter who wears the blood face, there will be some changes."

"Well, one million is one million. I'll take it!" Emperor Fu Yao nodded his head.

Bai Ze's face was happy, and he quickly took out his gold card.

"Little sister, the blood noodles will be yours in the future." Holding the gold card, Bai Ze couldn't close his mouth with a smile, and added: "by the way, if my little sister wants to let the blood face recognize the Lord, drop a drop of blood on the blood face, it will recognize the Lord automatically. In the future, no one can wear the blood face except you!"

Emperor Fu Yao was a little surprised. This skill is pretty good.

Just about to drop blood, who knew that the emperor gouyou immediately stopped him with resentment, "master, don't you want your little bronze essence? Do you want to abandon me? Your blood can only support me. How can you drop it to others? Master, don't you love me? "

He said a lot, Emperor Fuyao heard the corners of his mouth slightly pumping, a black line.

"Can you calm down? If you can't survive, I'll peel your skin to feed Linghua. Believe it or not

This little guy always comes out to brush the sense of existence. She is not used to her body. There is another person. Hello!

The indignant emperor Gou you immediately became weak and said, "good master, I will watch Linghua. Don't pick my skin."

With that, Bai Ze left the bamboo house at a speed of 100 meters. He didn't know where to go with his gold card.

Emperor Fuyao didn't care about his whereabouts. She put on a black cloak and covered her long hair like blood. Then she went into the city slowly.

As soon as she entered the city, all kinds of gorgeous stories about Emperor Yaotian spread to Emperor Fuyao's ears. There were all kinds of vulgar and obscene versions. When she learned that the cause was Qin Xue's being beaten, she raised her lips and sniffed.

There must be a push behind such a large crowd.

But that's not her business. What she's going to do now is to buy Herbs, plant them and start the journey of refining herbs!

Emperor Fuyao went directly to the major herbal medicine shops and began to buy the pills he needed.

There is a master of all things in the simple space. He makes a list. She just needs to buy according to the list.

When Emperor Fuyao bought herbs leisurely, his family was in a mess.

People in the capital are fond of talking about Emperor Yaotian's peach color, but they don't know that he is forced to carry the black pot, hiding at home and almost angry to death.

The precious porcelains in the main hall were thrown to the ground by him, and Yun and others were too scared to be angry.

Emperor Fuling is mentally handicapped. He even took the initiative to come forward to scold him. He asked in disbelief: "Dad, Qin Xue and I are the same age. How can you --" so insane.

Pop!

Her words were slapped back by Emperor Yaotian.