The black belly is too fierce

Chapter 29

At this time, the eyes of the audience all turned towards the speaker.

No matter what, everyone thought that it was the taciturn Ninth Prince who spoke, and a trace of confusion flashed in everyone's eyes.

Even Su Moliang raised his eyes in shock, staring at him suspiciously.

At this time, Nan Qingjue waved to the servant beside him, and ordered in a deep voice, "Bring Su Moliang's sachet to this king."

The servant was stunned for a while, but he was also full of surprise, but he had to do what the master ordered.

Immediately, he walked over quickly, and without waiting for Su Moliang's reaction, he took the sachet in the brocade and handed it over to Nan Qingjue.

Su Moliang thought that no one would ask for her sachet, and she was happy and comfortable, so she didn't have to worry about getting married. What's the situation now?

Not only was someone asking for her sachet, but that person was the most dangerous person she didn't want to provoke.

At this time, she seemed to have been hit by a thunderbolt, and the corners of her mouth twitched.

The others present were even more astonished. Su Moliang was a waste, and an ugly monster with scars on his face, and he was actually attracted by the Ninth Prince!

However, the Ninth Prince is a disabled and unloved prince, and he is also a waste in the royal family.

The lame and the trash are really a natural pair.

After being surprised, everyone started talking, and there were many voices of ridicule.

"Hahaha, someone at Su Moliang finally wants it!"

"It made me laugh to death. A lame man and an ugly ghost are so compatible."

Hearing the ridicule around her, Xu Jingshu was in a very good mood, and she joked: "Since the ninth prince has taken a fancy to Su Moliang, I don't know what kind of token of love to send?"

As we all know, the Ninth Prince is an unwelcome prince, and it is not bad to be able to maintain a living, how could he have the money to come up with a decent token of love.

Xu Jingshu's ridicule was simply down to earth.

When everyone heard this, they laughed even more, and seemed to be looking forward to what kind of gift Nan Qingjue would give.

However, at this time, Nan Qingjue ignored the ridicule of everyone, took out a red fruit from his arms without changing his face, and put it on the brocade plate on the side, gave a few words in a low voice, and the servant brought the fruit to Su Mo. in front of the cool.

Everyone looked curious, but when they saw an unknown fruit on the plate, they burst into laughter.

They have never seen anyone take wild fruit as a token of their love. This is something they can only do if they are so poor.

"Hahaha, I laughed so hard, Su Moliang's token of love is a wild fruit! Hahaha—"

"It's so funny, a prostitute's token of love is a space ring, but a daughter-in-law is only worthy of a wild fruit, tsk tsk tsk, why is there such a big gap in being a human being—"

The envied Su Yixue even sneered and shook her head, despising Su Moliang to the extreme.

So what if Su Moliang is a direct daughter, without her being beautiful, without her being powerful, even the princess proclaimed by the emperor is only worthy of a lame person.

She just wanted Su Moliang to know who is the most popular one, regardless of identity.

Don't think that you want to surpass her by performing a weird show, she has an unshakable position in Nan Jinghuan's heart, how can she be overtaken by a waste.

Thinking of this, Su Yixue raised a smug smile on her lips, her eyes filled with contempt for Su Moliang.

Contrary to the audience's irony, Su Moliang, as an alchemist, showed a strong interest in fruit.

This time, she did not hesitate, took the fruit, and did not look carefully, only to hear the excited voice of the old man of the real monarch from the consciousness.

"My God, the fruit of the Holy Spirit, this is the fruit of the Holy Spirit!!!"

Su Moliang's expression was shocked, and his face flushed with shock, just listening to the voice of the old man of the true monarch was enough to see the preciousness of the medicinal materials.

"Old Man Zhenjun, is the Holy Spirit Fruit very rare?" Su Moliang asked in doubt.

"Girl, you have made a lot of money. This fruit is very precious. Even thousands of space rings can't equal a Holy Spirit Fruit in your hand! So you have to get it no matter what!"

Hearing this, Su Moliang was horrified.

Unexpectedly, this Nan Qingjue shot was more generous than Nan Jinghuan.

The last time she threatened him to take off his clothes, she had already angered him, and now he is suddenly being so nice to her, could there be some conspiracy?

Su Moliang had no choice but to think so, after all, the last time the two had an unpleasant quarrel.

Nan Qingjue received Su Moliang's guarding gaze, and seemed unmoved. The cold expression showed no emotion, and he couldn't guess his thoughts. At this time, he raised his glass leisurely and took a sip, with an elegant posture and extraordinary temperament. , like a man in an ink painting.

However, an exclamation suddenly sounded amid the overwhelming laughter.

"That—is the fruit of the Holy Spirit? Yes, it is the fruit of the Holy Spirit. I have read its records in the book."

The one who spoke was the patriarch of the Xu family. He was also an alchemist. He was currently in the middle stage of alchemy, so he had a little research on medicinal materials. Now that he saw the Holy Spirit Fruit, his face flushed with excitement and his voice trembled.

The head of the Xu family has always been highly respected, but at this time, he was shocked and lost his demeanor. Suddenly, everyone stopped talking and looked at the red fruit in Su Moliang's hands.

"Father, what exactly is the Holy Spirit Fruit you're talking about?" Xu Jingshu was still laughing at Su Moliang one second before, but the next second was startled by her father's excited expression.

Hearing this, Mo Haoge's normally unserious expression became serious, and he nodded slightly, agreeing with Patriarch Xu's statement: "It is indeed the Holy Spirit Fruit, and it is said that this fruit is the medicinal material of Jupodan. The treasure of a mysterious spiritual master directly promoted to an imperial spiritual master shows the preciousness of the Holy Spirit fruit. What's more, the Holy Spirit fruit blooms in 100 years and bears fruit in 100 years. I was lucky enough to see it, and it was thanks to Ms. Su."

Hearing this, everyone was shocked.

What is the concept of Xuan Lingshi being promoted to Emperor Lingshi?

It is difficult to find a few mysterious spiritual masters in the entire Dongyan Continent, let alone the emperor spiritual master, who is a god-like existence!

What is the concept of flowering in 100 years and fruiting in 100 years!

Such a rare medicinal material was actually given away as a token of love!

My God, is the Nine Princes stupid?

The hall, which was still silent just now, was all boiled for a while.

They really couldn't understand that such priceless treasures were given to a waste by the Nine Lords.

Destroy the gods, despise the gods! ! !

"Ninth Prince, I wonder if you can sell this Holy Spirit Fruit to this old man, the price is whatever you want!" Patriarch Xu stood up slowly, but he bent down slightly, clenched his fists and saluted, expressing his sincerity.

Patriarch Xu thought that the unfinished Ninth Prince didn't know the value of this medicinal material, so he dared to take it out as a gift. Right now, he couldn't let this kind of treasure fall into the hands of waste.

Nan Qingjue's icy face was unmoved, he slowly put down the wine glass, raised his noble chin, icy blue eyes hurriedly glanced at the Xu family, red lips lightly parted, extremely indifferent: "This is what I gave to Su Mo. Ryo's token of love is now hers."

The meaning of this is obvious, the Holy Spirit Fruit is already Su Moliang's thing, and if you ask for it, you should go to Su Moliang.

(End of this chapter)