Genius Demon Empress

Leaving Qianbin Tower, Yue Jinghua went to the carriage and horse line in the Pero City market, and the ancient egg of Shahman had to entrust the market to look for it.

The shabby cars and horses are walking on the hustle and bustle of the streets. A tiny dusty sun under the scorching sun doesn't attract much attention. No one knows that there will be a market of material desires.

The horse line was full of stench of horses and the yelling of fellows, which seemed to be noisy.

After taking out the two-star Dan Xuanka, which symbolizes the status of the market, Yue Jinghua's hand dangled in front of the dormant old shopkeeper in the carriage and horse shop. Jinghua invited him into the compartment of the carriage.

Noise and outside odor are all isolated. Yue Jinghua explained her intentions, and the old treasurer revealed a little bit of difficulty: "Acquisition of Xuanshou Ancient Eggs? This is difficult. There have been no Xuanshou Ancient Eggs in the market for many years."

It was no surprise that Yue Jinghua was hard to find, and she also expected that after entrusting the old shopkeeper to pay more attention, she got up and left.

After sending Yue Jinghua out, the old treasurer closed the door and took out a porcelain bottle with a long beak and a long neck from the sleeve.

The material of the porcelain bottle is similar to glass in modern sense, transparent, and amber liquid is shaking inside.

After the drip was taken out of the bottle, the old treasurer dropped the drip on the ground, and the drip was spread out on the ground like a foot, becoming a mirror-size mirror.

Although it is a mirror, what is shown inside is not the figure of the old shopkeeper, but a wonderful young girl.

"Xiaoya, the lady who asked for attention came back again. This time, she wanted to buy the ancient eggs of the mysterious animal." The image and sound of the old shopkeeper of the city of Perot passed through the water, and they talked with Yueyue. Hua has one side, Xiaoya, one of the twin girls who won the rank of Zhen Xuan Dan.

As one of the most mysterious organizations on the East Continent, Horiba also conveys messages in a different way than the outside world.

The transmission medium used by the old treasurer and Xiaoya at this time is called the sound mirror spring, which is the son-in-law mirror spring that took one of the most famous spiritual springs on the eastern continent. This spring, as long as you take two drops at will, can form a sound mirror within ten miles, allowing holders to communicate freely.

The spring water can only be circulated between the middle and upper levels of the market. Xiaoya is Mrs. Yao's personal servant, who specializes in the care of this spring water. Every afternoon, she will obey Mrs. Yao's instructions and exchange information with the old shopkeeper of Poro .

"Xuanshou Ancient Egg?" Xiaoya groaned, and under her eyes, a touch of different colors flashed by.

After Yue Jinghua left the chariot, she changed her clothes and went to Yuechen's residence first.

She agreed to Lie Rou's reply to Yue Minzhi, so she had to "return" to find someone to reply.

Yue Minzhi's letter did not mention Moon Dust, and there was not much love between the two brothers. Moondust's origin is unknown. When he left the Dragon Warring States, he was young and withdrawn, and his brother would inevitably like it.

Fighting tigers doesn't leave their brothers, not to mention that Yue ’s family is weak and weak. Considering again and again, Yue Jinghua feels that it is necessary to consolidate the brotherhood of the next three.

After the corridor, Yue Jinghua heard the weeping sound of the children, and it sounded like a mosquito squeak. The sound came from the half-height flowerbed.

In the previous life, Yue Xiaoqi was most afraid of three things. The child was crying, the woman was gossip, and the man didn't count. He wanted to change the day to send Xiaozheng too moondust. However, she knew that her eyes were too sharp, and she saw something in front of the moondust.

Moondust was crying sadly, with tears crawling on bun-like face, holding a flower pot in his hand.

With more feet in front of her, Moondust stopped crying hurriedly, raised her head, and the first thing she saw was a stingy figure.

After seeing the incoming person, Mrs. Xiao's face changed greatly. After the last street incident and Hongling's incident, Yue Jinghua's image in Yuechen's mind was earth-shaking and changed greatly.

He busily wiped his face with the back of his chubby hands, but the tears in his glass-like eyes rolled down indiscriminately, and his nose sucked.

When Yue Jinghua noticed that his eyes were sticking to his hand, he was busy hiding the pot of flowers in front of him. He was too small, and the pot was more than half a person tall, so it was more obvious when he covered it.

Behind Moondust was the pot of flowers, with green leaves as green as jasper, and more than ten flowers blooming on the leaves. Every flower has the size of a fist. Seen from a distance, it was like a raging fire.

"Jiu Yanji," it really took no time, Yue Jinghua had a name in her head.

In her arms, she was still holding the few medicinal materials sent by the marketplace sent by Xieyu to refine the second medicine.

The market did not find Jiu Yanji, but helped collect all the information related to Jiu Yanji, and Mrs. Yao did her favor and gave it to Yue Jinghua together.

It is said that Jiu Yanyu, who can only grow in the Kyushu River, is in the hands of Moondust?

"No, Jiuyan, it's Yayan," Qing Shi's voice spit out from Yuechen's mouth, "It's not Jiuyan yet, it failed," said the small mouth flattened again, but he was After hearing Yue Jinghua ’s name Yan Yan, there was a little more joy in her eyes, and the movement to hide behind her was also slow.

Moon Dust has been autistic since he was a child and rarely spoke. He would not enter Xuan College to study, and just like to hide in the yard and play with flowers and plants. It was a pity that no one beside him studied with him.

Lie Rou felt sorry for his poor life, so his temperament bought a lot of exotic flowers for him.

Earlier "Yue Jinghua" felt that a boy would only play with some flowers and plants, and the flowers and grass were expensive. He was very disgusted with Moondust, and he never came to look at the flowers and trees of Moondust. Not to take care of moondust.

In the habit of female spies, Yue Jinghua will go through any information first.

The firefly contained in the data is a kind of fire of the genus Fire. As far as the grade is concerned, it can only be regarded as a very ordinary flower. The "yan" in the flower name refers to the firefly-shaped petals. "Yan" is a flower with several petals.

The flames of the five-six-seven inflammation are all flowers, which are not uncommon on the market. But as long as Yan Yan reaches Ba Yan, or even Ji Yan, its rank will be promoted directly from the Fan rank to Ling Pin. Such Yan Yan is rare in the market.

"Bayanyan is also very amazing. This pot of peony is bought by your mother?" Yue Jinghua also knew that she asked many times, even the eight-petaled bayan yin was in Shang Dynasty. It is also rare and valuable. Lie Rou cannot buy this pot of precious peony, and the only explanation left is one.

"Buy it, Liu Yan," Yuechen didn't have many opportunities to talk to people on a weekday, and she didn't speak very well.

"You planted it into Ba Yan? Does anyone else know this?" Yue Jinghua stroked her chest with her hands, calming the waves in her heart.

Xiaozheng nodded too much, then shook his head again.

"All in the yard are planted by you?" Yue Jinghua looked at Nanxiang again, here are the grass and trees, and if you look closely, each kind of flowers and weeds planted in Liejiapu are laymen. Looked almost the same.

When Yue Jinghua came here last time, she didn't take a closer look.

Taking a closer look at this moment, he immediately retreated his contempt.

Seeing is not necessarily true, Yue Jinghua quietly and spiritually explored in the courtyard.

Every plant here has undergone earth-shaking changes after being planted by Moondust, and has undergone a transformation from ordinary to spiritual. Among them, the potion of Bayanyan in the hands of Moondust has changed. maximum.

"Let me spend a night with this pot of flowers," Yue Jinghua already had an idea in her heart.

"No," Moondust became tense, shaking his head like a rattle, but he wasted a pot of flowers, and even if it was unsuccessful, he couldn't give it away at will.

"Lend me one night, how about I return you a pot of Jiuyanjiu tomorrow morning? It's just one night, otherwise." Yue Jinghua's eyes were burning, her red lips even more eye-catching than the fire, one by one. It was the strange Shushu holding Lollipop to coax Little Loli.

"No, no, no, when I am, kid," Xiaozheng was blushing, her cheeks swollen, and she was resentful and shy.

Yue Jinghua, who knows nothing about flowers and plants, dare to say that it is impossible to perfect Yayan into Jiuyan. However, her voice is really good, and his brain is buzzing, and his tongue is knotted. .

"If you don't agree, just pluck all the flowers and plants in your yard," another forehead was eaten on the forehead, and Xiaozheng hurriedly hugged a forehead that was smoother than a white jade porcelain bottle.

Protecting his head and neglecting the bottom, this action gave Yue Jinghua the opportunity to grab the flowerpot over.

"You, you, bully," Moon Dust was anxious, and his small neck and face turned red.

"Just bully you," Yue Jinghua loved miserable Xiaozheng was too short and short-footed by the side without turning the top, like a little quail, "I want to take it back, and now I'll return to the room immediately Here, I changed my clothes, and after washing, I wrote a letter to the eldest brother Yue Minzhi. Remember to write longer and write down the letter tomorrow morning to come to me to change my flowers, and that's it. " She stretched out the jade palm, which was as white as jade, and struck the small palm of the moondust.

After a crisp blow, the young girl's figure passed by like a butterfly in the flowers: "Remember in the future, Erlang of the Yue family, who bleeds without tears, may not cry again."

Yuechen looked at his palm blearyly, and after a long time, he muttered: "Rogue," but this sentence was cursed sharply without stuttering.