Huahua pointed behind Murong Feixue, her eyes completely widened. She had never seen such a handsome son. It looks like a god has come to earth. When he arrived, his mouth grew and he couldn't speak for a long time......

Murong Feixue raised her hand and closed Huahua's chin before she turned around, frowned and looked at Long Ming and said, "Why do you always look like a ghost?" ”

"I just felt that you needed my help, so I came to take a look, but I didn't expect to hear something......" Long Ming saw that Murong Feixue was ignoring him, but he was not angry. Junyi said to Murong Feixue with an evil and somewhat cynical smile on his face.

"Okay, since you said that I have a request for you, then you can tell me, what can you help me?"

"Don't you want to sell Warcraft? Tomorrow is the annual Warcraft Trading Conference on the Purple Cloud Continent, and the price can be much higher than what you can sell here at will! ”

Hearing Long Ming's words, Murong Feixue's face looked a little better.

While a few people were talking, they suddenly heard an extremely sharp and high-pitched voice in the distance, shouting at several people: "Let me let me!" Don't blame me if you hit it......"

When Murong Feixue looked at the voice, it turned out to be a coachman, driving a wild horse galloping through the market, passing through the market with great momentum. It happened that the three of them were standing in the middle of the road.

Huahua immediately panicked, and reached out to grab Murong Feixue and dodge away, but saw that Prince Longming grabbed the young lady's arm one step ahead of him.

When the carriage rushed through here, it separated Huahua from Murong Feixue.

Across the carriage, Murong Feixue was suddenly hugged by Long Ming. The tip of his nose felt a familiar fragrance, and his body was rotated a few times, and the heavens and the earth rotated. His position has shifted to the corner of a street.

It's uninhabited, and it's as quiet as a secluded space.

"What are you bringing me here for?" Murong Feixue's eyebrows were tangled, and there was a hint of irritability in her tone.

"I have a small gift for you." Long Ming smiled mysteriously and replied treacherously.

With that, he handed a kettle to Murong Feixue......

She recognized this kettle, it was really the kettle with dragon blood in the Purple Gold Dragon King Palace. Originally, I wanted to drink more. Who knew that the dragon's blood coagulated, and there was no chance to taste it again. Thinking of that sweet taste, not only is it delicious, but it can also help the growth of spiritual power. It is indeed a rare treasure. Immediately raised her eyebrows, and Murong Feixue picked up the kettle very happily.

"I just didn't have breakfast in the morning, and I laughed at this small gift!"

After that, Murong Feixue was not polite to Long Ming, and directly opened the lid of the kettle. He drank loudly in his mouth.

The neck on his back is white, drawing a graceful and sexy arc. As the dragon's blood swallowed, the neck could be seen rising and falling slightly. Occasionally, a leaking red liquid slid from the corner of the mouth down the neck into the placket. It's so red that you can't take your eyes off it......

"Yes, it tastes good! Would you like to take a sip? After Murong Feixue feasted, he reached out and handed the kettle in his hand to Long Ming, smiled aside, and asked briskly.

Her clear eyes, like spring water in a pool, are fascinating. And on top of the childlike immature smile, the lips are bright, and a trace of red liquid is hanging at the corner of the mouth, which is bewitching and dazzling......