Ji Miri looked at the fireflies flying in the sky, her eyes widened, and she opened her mouth willfully.

Ji Miri's mother hurriedly pulled Ji Miri back.

Seeing that the king's face was not good-looking, he frowned and glanced at Jimili, "Do you want to become a plaything in the hands of the dark elves?" ”

Ji Miri paused slightly, and then fell on Ji Yushi, who was standing behind Qinghui and leaning on the door to watch Qinghui's actions.

The other party's complexion is obviously much better than before.

The clothes on his body and the decorations he wore were no longer provided in the palace, but what Qinghui had brought from the Dark Territory in the past few days.

Let that pariah also bring a touch of nobility.

Especially with the other person's face.

Jimili gritted her teeth and thought hatefully.

It's a plaything, but isn't it nice to watch the monsoon?

Why not let her go?

She is the real princess, and she deserves the favor of this dark king.

Seeing that Dimiri stopped talking, the king thought that the other party had listened to his words.

Without further ado, watching Qinghui stretch out his hand, those fireflies gently placed the pitch-black flower in Qinghui's hand.

Then Qinghui raised his hand slightly, and a little spiritual power was stirred out, and all the fireflies were flying around excitedly.

I feel extremely honored and lucky to be able to offer this flower.

After all, in addition to being able to detoxify toxins in the body, this flower is also a kind of flower that can remove the impurities of cultivation.

For the dark race, having such a flower will affect future cultivation.

That's why there are so many dark creatures guarding this flower like this.

It's just that even if they eat this flower, they may not necessarily have any kind of improvement.

But if it's dedicated to Qinghui.

The power of the Dark Monarch is the purest of all creatures of darkness and is extremely nourishing to all creatures of darkness.

As long as she is willing to reward a little, it is more immediate than the effect of ten such flowers.

Fireflies fluttered in the sky.

The palace is illuminated.

Qinghui's cold white fingertips pinched the black flower, and looked at the scene in front of him a little lazily.

Suddenly, he tilted his head slightly.

During the monsoon rain, everyone who was watching was slightly choked, looking at the scene in front of them.

Among the fireflies in the sky, the dark elf was like a bewitching ghost, looking back at him faintly, holding a beautiful flower in his hand, and reaching out to signal him to pass.

When it rained in the monsoon, he didn't think much about it at all, and walked over with his feet up.

Not only during the monsoon, but at this moment, everyone around was affected by Qinghui's power, and they couldn't help but have a thought in their hearts: how good it would be if it was me, and how good it would be if it was me who was called by that person.

The little princess was wearing a gorgeous dress, first walked a few steps slowly, then reacted, her steps accelerated, and she came directly to Qinghui, reaching out and throwing herself into Qinghui's arms.

Qinghui grabbed the person with his hand, wrapped the flower with a layer of his own power, and then handed it to his lips, "Eat it." ”

During the monsoon rains, he did not hesitate at all, opened his mouth, and ate the flower.

Then I heard Qinghui's faint voice, "Do you want to learn magic from me?" ”

After thinking about it, I still feel that the other party is too weak, if Lord Spirit Sword happens to be not by his side, then this guy has no ability to protect himself at all.

Still not quite good.

So he frowned and said this.

When it rains, I instantly raised my head and looked at Qinghui, and my eyes lit up slightly.