Ha?!

Moonstone?

The upper class is very popular?!

There was a big question mark in Shuin's mind.

This was the first time Xiuyin had heard of it, and of course he looked completely confused.

"Hehehehehe......"

Pizarro learns that Xiu Yin doesn't even know about Moonstone, which makes Jean feel suddenly happy.

Even if Xiu Yin can provide a strong boost for his future, but Pizarro doesn't want to have a potentially powerful enemy like this, there are no permanent friends, only eternal interests, Pizarro certainly understands this truth, so from the beginning to the present, Xiu Yin has been too calm, which makes Pizarro have some vigilance against Xiu Yin, but at this time, Pizarro suddenly felt that Xiu Yin · In the end, Neumann is a force in the south of the continent that cannot be compared with Qiyao, just like an upstart, and it cannot be compared with a family with a heritage like Qiyao.

Listening to Pizarro tell some information about the Moonstone, Xiu Yin realized that there was such a thing between the Qiyao family and the upper nobles of the continent.

"Oh-I see!"

Xiu Yin looked like he had suddenly realized.

Pizarro snorted coldly in his heart, "It's really as earthy as the name of the territory......"

"Lord Xiuyin, you must know that the moonstone is not only a symbol of wealth and status among the upper nobles, hum, but also a magical and wonderful enjoyment!"

"Oh?" said Xiun as he looked at Pizarro with a curious expression, waiting for him to continue.

Pizarro winked at Pierre, who looked reluctantly pulling another object out of his pocket.

"What's that?" asked Xiu Yin curiously.

Pierre's hand is holding something similar to a knife, but the blade and the handle are not in the same straight line, but it can be seen that the material of the blade is very special, red, and a bit like a moonstone.

Pierre muttered with some disdain in his heart, he had already said that this side was no different from the country.

"It's a knife made of moonstone, and it's nothing special about anything else, but ......"

As he spoke, Pierre picked up the moonstone.

The moonstone is only the thickness of two fingers, the length of a palm, and it looks eerily red in the sunlight.

Pierre held the moonstone in his left hand and the strange knife in his right hand.

In Xiuin's impression, it should be a very strong moonstone - at least the drill bit of the excavator used to dig the veins could not crush it.

But the next scene made Xiuin's only right eye widen.

Click-

The sturdy moonstone was lightly slashed by the moonstone knife on a water chestnut, and the water chestnut was easily cut off like a cake.

This was the first time Xiu Yin had seen the hard stone body like the shell of the moonstone being cut open.

Is it for the liquid inside?!

Xiuin's feeling seems to be correct.

Pierre's left thumb pressed against the crossed-out water chestnut, and then the left arm shook violently twice, and the red liquid slowly seeped out of the broken water chestnut along Pierre's thumb, but it was only stuck to the belly of his thumb.

Xiuin's brow furrowed, as if he had guessed what was going to happen next.

I saw that Pierre changed the moonstone to his right hand, but there was a lot of red juice in the moonstone on the finger of the left thumb, and then, just as Xiu Yin guessed, Pierre put his thumb into his mouth and sucked it hard.

"Ahh

Pierre seemed to have tasted the best of the world, and a sour, muffled moan showed that he was intoxicated.

Immediately, Pierre's expression of silence regained as he glanced at Xiuin, placed the moonstone on the table, and pushed it in front of Xiuin.

"Do you want to try it?" Pizarro said with a smile at Xiuin.

Xiu Yin felt very magical, he picked up the moonstone, observed its surface, the water chestnut part that had just been cut off by the moonstone knife was completely healed, if it wasn't for the fact that he had just seen a water chestnut being cut off, now there were no traces of being cut, of course, if you look closely, you will see that there is some sense of incongruity because of the lack of a natural water chestnut.

But...... What the hell is this?

There was a strange red sticky liquid wriggling inside the moonstone, and Pierre had just added them all directly to his stomach?

"Lord Xiuin?"

Pizarro saw that Xiu Yin was stunned, and said again, "This is a popular thing among the upper nobles represented by the Qiyao family, Lord Xiu Yin doesn't just want to be a remote and unpopular little lord here, ......right?"

"Oh......"

Xiu Yin responded, he was also curious about what this thing was, and it could still be eaten?

Xiuin placed the moonstone in his left hand, and gestured to Pierre with his free right hand, and Xiun asked for the knife made of the moonstone.

Of course, Pierre didn't want to, and Pizarro on the side spoke at this time, "It's okay, Pierre, and give the Moon Blade to Lord Xiuin as well!"

Hum!

With a cold snort, Pierre placed the knife on the table and pushed it to Xiuin.

Taking over the knife made of moonstone, it was the first time Xiuin had touched such a dagger.

Moonstone was the material, and Xiu Yin deliberately touched the blade with his hand.

The blade is supposed to be just a normal material, but the blade is really made of moonstone.

I wondered how this was done, knowing that the moonstone was hard enough, it seemed that it was best to leave this thing to the dwarf Moffett to study......

What's next—

Xiu Yin imitated Pierre's previous appearance, and used the moon blade against the water chestnut of the moonstone, and with a slight force in his hand, the water chestnut of the moonstone was easily cut off along the force.

Xiuin's thumb pressed against the notch, and he immediately felt a cold, cold, and silky touch from his fingers.

Like Pierre, he shook his arm violently with his thumb on the gap, and after a few clicks, he felt a lot of sticky things sticking to his fingers.

Xiuin stopped and flipped his fingers upward, a liquid that looked like blood, but much thicker than blood.

Pizarro and his men looked at Xiuin in unison, expectantly.

"Lord Xiuin, taste it quickly!"

Pizarro seemed to be starting to show some excitement and excitement.

"Oh, is that it?"

Following Pierre's example, Xiuin brought the juice from the moonstone to his mouth......

"Wha, Lord Xiuin, how do you feel?!" Pizarro asked with a smile.

"Wow, oh, this, this, oh......"

Xiu Yin suddenly became a little crazy, his hands were shaking, and even the Moon Blade in his right hand fell to the ground.