Miao Yi plunged into the panic-stricken green clothing store of the ghost tribe, while Fu Yue was alone and lost in the crowd.
Otherwise, she could hear such loud noises in Liyue Palace just now. This Wujie Market is indeed a first-class place. No wonder Hong Zhong Changming is afraid that others will not know that this place is open for business.
With just a quick glance, Fu Yue saw exquisite treasures from the three realms with their own characteristics - fresh spiritual fruits filled with fairy spirit, as well as clothes made of various rare feathered beasts, and the backbones of monster beasts. weapons…
Of course, there are also heavy flavors - eyeballs soaked in wine, dried hearts...
Although people from the three realms gathered in the market, they were much kinder than Fu Yue thought, and there was no tense situation.
It seems that although dead body parts are sold here, they are not produced on site. It is not an empty lie to say that harmony is the most valuable thing.
Fu Yue was completely relieved and started shopping seriously.
The result of this seriousness is that he wants to buy everything he sees, and there is one thing that particularly attracts Fu Yue's eyes.
It was a fairy skirt with wide sleeves hanging in a demon clan shop. The outer gauze was as thin as cicada wings, revealing the very colorful colors inside, like a koi carp.
The shop owner was a red-haired demon man with sparkling eyes. Seeing Fu Yue looking at the skirt in a daze, a demonic smile appeared on his lips.
"Hey, this little fairy is really discerning. Come and have a look at Nu's shop. It's free of charge." The demon shop owner said leisurely.
You have come, how can you not go? Fu Yue stepped into the store.
"This skirt is made from the tail of the Styx fan fish. The fan fish only sheds its tail once every thousand years. It is rare to find such a color, little fairy."
Fu Yue was stared at by the demon shop owner's glazed eyes, feeling a little uncomfortable, but the dress was so pretty, so Fu Yue asked patiently: "How much does it cost?"
"Three hundred thousand senbei."
"How much?! Three hundred thousand!!?"
No matter what the exchange rate between senbei and RMB is, the number of 300,000 is very scary.
No wonder the dresses in this store are so beautiful but so rarely visited.
"Xiao Xianjun, keep your voice down, you scared the slave family~" The demon shop owner grinned.
"This is the price after discount." The demon shop owner traced his fingertips across his face, but kept staring at Fuyue, as if what he fingertips traced was Fuyue's cheek.
"If it weren't for the fact that Xian Jun looks so delicious, I wouldn't give you a discount~"
"What's the discount?" Fu Yue asked doubtfully.
It costs 300,000 senbei after discount. How much more expensive is it without discount?
"The original price was 200,000~"
No, it's crazy.
"You call this a discount? The original price is 200,000 yuan and you charge me 300,000 yuan. Isn't this a price hike?"
The Yaozu shop owner turned around from Fu Yue's right side to the left side and took a deep breath.
"Xiao Xianjun is so delicious. If you don't charge an extra 100,000 yuan, don't even think about leaving the shop intact."
So, does the discount mean that if you don’t pay more, your legs will be discounted?
Is the extra 100,000 senbei in love just money to buy your life?
But then again, why is the dress worth 200,000 to her only worth 100,000? ! Why?
Fu Yue rolled her eyes and smiled sweetly, "I see, it's just that as far as I am concerned, there is no difference between two hundred thousand and three hundred thousand."
Seeing Fu Yue's generous tone, the demon shop owner's eyes sparkled even more.
"Xiao Xianjun is indeed an extraordinary person, and he really likes my store. If this skirt is worn on others, it will be a waste of resources~"
Fu Yue nodded, "Exactly. Wait, I will send someone to bring you the money."
Fu Yue turned around and pretended to be calling two people by their names and walked out of the store.
The demon shop owner became excited and the red lantern hanging at the door began to sway.
Fuyue called and stepped out of the door, then stopped suddenly, turned around and smiled at the demon shop owner.
"Store, there is really no difference between 200,000 and 300,000 for me, because I don't have either."
"you!"
As soon as the words came out, the face of the demon shop owner suddenly changed, and his blue fangs were exposed.
But Fu Yue had already walked out of the store, so he had no choice but to get angry.
Fu Yue had just observed that although there was a very large flow of people here, no matter which store it was, the owner, including his assistants, never stepped out of the door. Even if he encountered unreasonable customers, the owner would just stand at the door and lean forward slightly to yell, He didn't even dare to stretch out his fingers.
So Fu Yue guessed that the shop owner couldn't step out of the shop here.
Fu Yue's eyes bypassed the grinning demon shopkeeper standing at the door, and reluctantly took a look at the fairy dress with wide sleeves.
Not far behind where Fu Yue could not notice, a black demonic mist suddenly appeared.
The person who emerged from the demonic mist had dark hair flowing behind him like satin. Under the colorful lights, his face was extremely strange and cold.
Xuan Lin used magic to disguise himself, and the demon lines between his eyebrows disappeared. This made him look like just a noble nobleman from the demon clan. He was hidden in the crowd, and only a moment after he appeared, two more streaks were cast behind him. figure.
"Lord, that wisp of demonic energy did appear in the direction of Liyue Palace. It just ended up at Wujie Market for some reason."
Xuan Lin held out a ball of ghostly fire in his palm. The fire seemed to sense something and burned more and more fiercely.
Xuan Lin withdrew his ghost fire and glanced ahead.
Lang Hua frowned, "With this demonic energy so arrogant, wouldn't it mean that Milanze's fairy weapon has already fallen into the hands of the demon?"
"Not necessarily. The monsters that have awakened in the ancient battlefield are not capable of snatching what I have in my pocket right under my nose."
As Xuan Lin answered, his vision suddenly stopped for a second, and then there was finally a crack on his expressionless face.
Across the surging crowd, there was a little fairy in green clothes squatting in front of a shop selling fairy fruit.
Hehe, he has a small body, little magic power, but quite a lot of courage.
How dare you appear openly in Wujie!
Xuan Lin took a step forward.
"Lord, does the demonic energy have a specific location?"
"There's no rush. There are more urgent things to do right now. You two should split up." Xuan Lin's eyes were filled with murderous intent.
The next second, he disappeared in front of Lang Hua and Wen Xin.
At this moment, Fuyue, who was immersed in sweet talk to coax the store to give her fruit, suddenly felt a little cold on her back.
[Fuyue: Xiaoye, tell me why I have a bad premonition. Is my back always feeling cold because I am weak? 】
[Xiaoye: How about the host look back? 】
Fu Yue slowly turned her head, and the first thing she saw was the gold-rimmed mysterious robe hanging on the ground. Then her eyes went up, and she met a pair of dark eyes looking down at her.
Xuan Lin showed his true colors to Fu Yue for a moment.
Fu Yue spoke at the fastest speed in her life: "Hey, handsome guy. I haven't seen you all night. I really miss going home."
"run?"
Xuan Lin stepped on Fu Yue's skirt, and she almost stumbled as soon as she took a step.
Xuan Lin walked slowly to Fu Yue and looked at her with lowered eyelids.
Or are you still ignorant of the sky and the earth, and actually want to escape in front of him? What a joke.
"When you meet me, you have nothing to say?"
Fu Yue bit her lip and tentatively spoke, "My wife... lend me some money?"
"court death!"
Xuan Lin grabbed Fu Yue's lapel and lifted her in front of him.
Fu Yue grabbed Xuan Lin's wrist with both hands and struggled for breathing space: "Hey, hey, hey, you can do whatever you want! Men and women can't touch each other!"
"Do you want to kiss me or not?"
There is no way, who asked her to have double standards.
But Lord Demon Lord, what’s going on with your terrifying tone of coming to ask for debt?
