The Allure of the City: His Royal Highness is Too Provocative

Huo Liruo showed an expression that you were really bored, and the black pupils in Tao Hua's eyes darkened again.

Yu Qingqian was wandering around in Fangshi, and came across a stall selling seeds, and bought a lot of seeds of spirit grass and poisonous grass.

"Huh." When he was about to finish shopping in Fangshi, Yu Qingqian's eyes suddenly shifted to a stall near the corner.

Yu Qingqian walked over quickly. There were many messy things on the stall. She reached out and picked up a small ball with turquoise fluorescence.

"What is this little ball?" she asked the stall owner.

The stall owner was a bearded man. He looked at the ball casually and said, "I don't know. I picked it up."

"Then how to sell it?" Yu Qingqian asked after thinking about it.

"One hundred low-grade Lingyu." Dahan paused and added: "It's not the same price."

Yu Qingqian didn't bother to haggle over the price, so he took out a hundred Lingyu and handed it over, then put the ball in his palm to watch.

When Huo Liruo saw Yu Qingqian buying the ball, a gleam of light flashed across his eyes.

Several people walked around again, and returned to the inn when they saw that there were no other more attractive stalls.

Yu Qingqian returned to the room and took out the turquoise fluorescent ball, "Master, do you think this thing is very precious?"

"Of course, it's just a small ball, but it's actually a Thousand Illusion Mask." Guyan's voice was a little excited, "This is a good thing, and it's hard to come across in high-level continents."

Yu Qingqian played with the ball with an unpredictable expression, "Since it's hard to come across even a high-level continent, why did it appear in a small town's market?"

"Do you suspect that someone did it on purpose?" Gu Yan also felt a little strange, "But I scanned it with my heart, and there is no spiritual or soul imprint left on the Thousand Magic Mask, and there is no restriction on planting patterns, it is indeed no problem of."

Yu Qingqian frowned slightly, and whispered, "What exactly does Huo Liruo want to do?"

Huo Liruo was becoming more and more difficult for people to see through. With his temperament, it was impossible for him to be interested in this kind of night market in a small town, but he invited himself to go.

For some reason, Yu Qingqian always felt that Huo Liruo deliberately lured her to buy this Thousand Illusion Mask, or that the big man was originally Huo Liruo's person.

"That kid is very evil now, you have to be vigilant against him at all times."

Gu Yan pondered for a moment and continued: "I feel that his soul is much stronger than before, which is very weird, and his spiritual cultivation is also solid, and it doesn't seem to be raised by force."

"My father said that Emperor Wenhuo should be related to the place of confinement, and maybe the change of Huo Liruo is also because of the place of confinement." Yu Qingqian sighed: "Being a friend, I really don't want him to become a person who even recognizes me. It looks like it won't come out."

Floating in her mind was Huo Liruo, who wanted to be like when she was able to deliver her back and make friends with herself, and she was a little worried that the other party's change would be good or bad.

"It's useless to think too much, since this is a gift delivered to your door, then you can continue." Guyan said indifferently.

Yu Qingqian chuckled lightly: "Alright, I'll just see what his purpose is."

"Xiao Qingqing, refine the ball." Gu Yan said, "If the refining is successful, the Thousand Illusion Mask will reveal its true appearance."

Yu Qingqian nodded, the power of the soul acted on the ball, and a drop of blood essence fell.

Early the next morning, a ray of sunlight fell on the window eaves, and the turquoise fluorescent ball in Yu Qingqian's hand also turned into a dark cyan mask.