"Xing'er, do you think Wuhen and Fu Hanxiu are somewhat similar?"
Ye Qingran was sitting in the yard, looking at the scattered stars in the sky, and suddenly asked.
Leng Yue was not at home, and the two children had fallen asleep after playing for a day.
In the yard, only Ye Qingran and Han Xing were left.
The stars are shining brightly, the moon is shining like water, and the winter sky is filled with loneliness.
Han Xing paused while pouring tea.
She recalled for a moment, then slowly shook her head, "I don't think so. Wuhen and Fu Hanxiu are unknown people in Cangzhou City, and the other is a famous emperor in the mainland. They are incompatible with each other. Besides, they have completely different looks.
Ms. Shenyuan, why do you ask that?"
Han Xing felt that she could not associate these two people together no matter what.
Ye Qingran shook her head, she didn't know why she asked this question.
Perhaps because Fu Hanxiu and Wuhen left at the same time without saying goodbye, she had the illusion that there was a connection between them.
Or maybe she has similar feelings for them?
"Maybe I'm overthinking it."
In fact, when she thought about it carefully, she didn't even know why she chose Wuhen between Wuhen and Fu Hanxiu.
She told herself that it was because Wuhen could give her a sense of security.
But, is it really impossible for Fu Hanxiu?
Or maybe it's just because, before she knew Fu Hanxiu's true identity, she felt that this man was not a simple person, but after knowing his true identity, she felt that his identity was a bit complicated.
People are somewhat resistant to unknown things.
She is not exempt from vulgarity.
But, having said that, doesn’t she know nothing about Wuhen?
Ye Qingran laughed at himself, feeling that he had double standards sometimes.
However, the human heart and emotions are the most complex things in the world.
Who can say it well?
"Miss, we found out about the whereabouts of Moyun Fruit!"
Leng Yue pushed open the door and walked in, with surprise hidden in her voice.
"Magic Cloud Fruit?"
Han Xing's eyes flashed.
Magic Cloud Fruit is one of the most important medicinal materials for refining spiritual root repair elixirs.
The lady is currently short of magic cloud fruit and five-color emperor flower.
The five-color emperor flower is in their hands as much as it is in the imperial master's house.
As for the Magic Cloud Fruit...
Ye Qingran looked at Leng Yue and motioned for her to continue.
"Just now, the Wuji Palace has released news that there will be a Magic Cloud Fruit for sale tomorrow. Practitioners in need can go to the Wuji Palace to bid."
Ye Qingran raised his eyebrows after hearing this.
"Wuji Hall?"
Leng Yue nodded.
The curve of the corners of Ye Qingran's lips was a bit playful.
"I just offended the Holy Envoy of Wuji Temple, and they are about to sell Magic Cloud Fruit? Is there really such a coincidence in this world?" Ye Qingran obviously didn't believe it.
Han Xing nodded, "There must be something fishy about this matter!"
Ye Qingran tapped his fingers on the table, "It's no secret that I have no spiritual roots and am an eighth-grade alchemist at the same time. Anyone who comes to Wuji Palace already knows that if I want to repair my spiritual roots, I must refine
To prepare the elixir for repairing spiritual roots, the Magic Cloud Fruit is indispensable. They brought out the Magic Cloud Fruit at this time just to humiliate me."
Ye Qingran thought about it for a moment, and then he thought about it.
"Miss, it must be Mr. Void who feels that we have made him lose face today, so he wants to regain his reputation."
"Perhaps he came prepared!"
"Then, miss, are we still going tomorrow?"
Leng Yue asked.
"Go! Why not go?" Ye Qingran replied without thinking.
"Ah? That Mr. Void and Mu Qingrou clearly want to embarrass us, so if we still go, wouldn't we be humiliating ourselves?"
Ye Qingran shook his head lightly.
Han Xing asked: "Miss, Mr. Void must also know that we can guess his purpose, so what if we don't go? Wouldn't his conspiracy be in vain?"
Ye Qingran smiled and said, "So, this is the most ingenious part of this plan. They knew that I knew it was a trap, but they had to go. After all, the Magic Cloud Fruit is hard to come by.
There is no store left in this village."
"But we can't humiliate them, right?"
"Who said that? Since I'm going, I won't come back empty-handed!"
Han Xing's eyes lit up when she heard this. How could she have forgotten that the young lady has Nine Heavenly Breathing Soil in her hand? As long as she has one Magic Cloud Fruit, she can create many things!
Magic Cloud Fruit is an extremely rare spiritual fruit and has always been a rare treasure.
Therefore, the next day, people going to Wuji Hall were crowded together, crowding the huge Wuji Hall to a crawl.
"Xiaohu, Xiaochen, just play around and don't go too far, you know?"
"Mother, we know!"
...
When Ye Qingran appeared in Wuji Hall, he attracted the attention of many people.
I still remember that the last time Ye Qingran appeared here was when she just returned to Xiliang City.
At that time, their impression of her was that she slept with a wild man and gave birth to a wild child, and that she was a waste with no spiritual roots...
But now...
As time passed, they finally realized that the clown had always been them!
Ye Qingran sleeps with the Emperor Zun at the top of Zhulu. He possesses the Holy Spirit root and can refine eighth-grade elixirs. He is the elder of the Keqing of the Divine Medical Sect. He has the cultivation of Xuanzun and has unparalleled swordsmanship!
Within half a year, she had become someone they looked up to.
Many people even clearly remember that at the Qingyun Grand Meeting, Ye Qingran was in the Wuji Palace. Faced with the contempt of everyone, he left a sentence: How can a sparrow know the ambition of a swan, and left in a graceful manner? I don't know how many people were surprised.
It turns out that this is not a big lie!
She is like a swan, spreading its wings to the sky.
Under the complicated gazes of everyone, Ye Qingran walked into the Wuji Hall.
Mu Qingrou had been waiting for a long time. When she saw Ye Qingran, a malicious smile appeared on her face.
"Ye Qingran, are you here for the Magic Cloud Fruit too?"
"Why I came here seems to have nothing to do with you."
Ye Qingran replied calmly, not politely, which made her lose face in front of others.
Mu Qingrou's face darkened and she narrowed her eyes. Thinking of today's plan, she gradually calmed down again.
Ye Qingran, I’ll let you show off for a while, and you’ll see something nice later!
Wuji Hall often holds similar activities.
Whenever cultivators want to sell off their treasures such as heavenly spirits, earthly treasures or magical weapons, Wuji Palace will do it for them and take a 10% commission from the transaction amount.
Today they say they are selling Magic Cloud Fruit, but there are actually some other things for sale. However, with the Magic Cloud Fruit Pearl and Jade in front, other things seem to have no sense of existence.
The way Wuji Temple sells items is similar to that of an auction. However, one more condition than an auction is that the seller can choose the buyer after the buyer makes an offer. Of course, most sellers will choose the buyer with the highest bid. There are also individual sellers.
, if you want to sell your things to someone you are destined to have, that is a different matter.
Soon, it was Moyun Guo's turn.
The person in charge of the auction today is Mu Qingrou.
The Magic Cloud Fruit was brought to the stage and covered with a red cloth, looking full of mystery.
"The last item for sale today is a Magic Cloud Fruit, which is provided by my Holy Envoy from the Wuji Palace, Mr. Kong Kong."
Mr. Void sat on the VIP table and nodded to everyone.
Everyone looked at Mr. Void with envy in their eyes.
I am afraid that only Master Void, a holy envoy from the West Extreme Sanctuary, can take out the Magic Cloud Fruit without blinking an eye.
"Everyone knows that the Magic Cloud Fruit is an extremely rare spiritual fruit. It is full of powerful vitality and has the effect of detoxifying hundreds of poisons."
As Mu Qingrou spoke, she took off the red cloth, revealing the bright red fruit on the jade plate.
The shape is like a peach, the surface is as smooth as a mirror, and it is so bright that it makes people salivate when they see it.
[The author has something to say]
Little Fox: What? A mediocre fruit is worthy of such an effort?
Xiao Huihui: To be honest, in the Demon Abyss, I eat the Demon Cloud Fruit!