The sun was just right, and the light looked out the window, slightly distracted, and the appearance of the drunk light boat at that time made her stunned and frowned unconsciously.

"City Lord?"

After not answering for a long time, Ji Changqing raised his voice a little more. "City Lord, the semi-annual blood spirit refining is about to begin, what are your instructions?"

"So fast......" Yuguang sighed softly. "Tighten your guard, and you'll take care of the rest."

"Yes, Castle Lord"

Ji Changqing stopped five meters away from Caiguang, even if he saw Caiguang with a sad face, he never dared to take half a step forward.

"Changqing, you don't have to ask me about everything in the future, you can deal with it as you like. ”

Ji Changqing paused, "Yes ......" After a while, he realized that he was a little rude, "It's the city lord"

People come and go in the city of Yumi City, it is very lively, drunk Qingzhou walked for a long time, found that this city can not touch the boundary, said that it is a city, but there is not even a city wall, mixed out of the so-called Yumi Palace, drunk Qingzhou wearing a guard uniform taken from others.

I thought that it would be very strange for women to travel inconveniently, so I specially stripped the guards' clothes, but I didn't expect that men, women, and children, all kinds of strange clothes, but they were wearing normal clothes but they looked very abnormal.

The things sold here are strange, basically they are all drunk Qingzhou if you have not seen it, just when the drunk Qingzhou is wandering aimlessly, there is a group of people in the distance around the place, "It can't be a showman", Drunk Qingzhou took a lot of effort to squeeze in.

"Stinky old man, you take this broken stone to fool me" A man in yellow armor, his skin was a little fair, and his eyebrows revealed a sense of impatience.

"What you are, what it is," said an old man with slightly unkempt hair, a little stupid.

"Stinky old man, what do you mean, the young master of my family is the nephew of the city lord of Mojiu City in the four cities, Mo Fuhua, how can you take a rotten stone to insult the young master of my family......"

"It's actually the nephew of one of the city lords of the Four Cities, this old man is going to suffer"

"It's not good to lie to anyone, you have to lie to him......" "Hey, yes, yes"

Drunk Qingzhou listened to the whispers of the two people beside him. Commenting on the head, there are a lot of people watching the play, and there seems to be no heroes and heroes who want to be blind. "Come on, teach him a lesson" More than a dozen people came out of Mo Fuhua's side and surrounded the old man.

Mo Fuhua looked at the crowd around him, thinking that it was a little inappropriate for him to be so swaggering in a foreign city. "That's enough," Mo Fuhua's voice was a little short.

"Old man, I don't have enough qualifications and experience, and others have their own conclusions, but you, with a fake stone, say that this is a rare trial stone in a thousand years, but, as far as I know, the only trial stone is in the Yumi Palace, you say such a thing, frame me money, this can't be justified. “

The people around sighed.

"Well, since you said that this is a trial stone, then let's witness whether it is a rotten stone in the hands of others. "Mo is sincere in his words.

After speaking, he handed the stone the size of a steamed bun to the person next to him, and dozens of people touched it, but there was no change. ，

"I'll try. ”

In the crowd, a burly man nine feet long, with only a piece of iron covering his lower body, and his cheeks still exposed, with a scruffy beard and long braids, walked calmly from the crowd.

Looking at the rather sturdy "Big Braid", Mo Fuhua hesitated a little, and the "Big Braid" snatched the trial stone and glared at the person next to him, who took a few steps back. "Out of breath" Mo Fuhua spat lightly. The stone that was picked up by the "big braid" immediately turned into a deep purple jade, and the luster emitted was very beautiful and the color was pure. The people around were stunned, as we all know, purple is a high qualification, but what surprised the surroundings was not his qualifications, but that there was still a trial stone outside, and the people in yellow armor were a little embarrassed. "This can't be, this world is just a trial stone," he muttered quietly.

The old man was a little surprised, "It's been so old for so many years, it's the first time to see such a pure purple, hero, in the future, it will become a great thing."

When the big pigtail heard the praise, he laughed without shyness. Then in the envious eyes of everyone, he swaggered away.

The surrounding crowd was all talking, and Mo Fuhua immediately excused himself, "As we all know, under the whole world, there is only a trial stone, how can you, an old man, come to such a rare stone, aren't you in the same group as that person?"

When the "big braid" was present, he didn't dare to put a fart, and he said such far-fetched words, and drunk Qingzhou had countless contempt in his heart. Roll a roll of the eyes "afterthought"

Someone in the crowd happened to capture such a peculiar picture, "poof......

"What's wrong with you, young master?"

"It's okay, it's okay," the eyes motioned to the person next to him, and continued to watch how things unfolded.

"That person just now doesn't count" "I'm going to find another one." Mo Fuhua searched everywhere in the crowd, and at a glance it was locked, a drunk light boat with no internal strength.

"Yes, let's change this" Mo Fuhua pointed to the drunken light boat, and before the drunk light boat could show disdain, he was dragged out of the crowd.

The old man looked at the drunken light boat, his eyes narrowed slightly.

Although Zui Qingzhou is also very curious, whether he has cultivation qualifications or not, but in the public, if he is also a tofu scum with them, wouldn't he lose the face of the dignified Yu Micheng (you think too much, in fact, no one knows who you are, besides, how many catties and taels you have, don't you know)

"What can you try to find someone who has no internal strength?" said a man in the crowd in a whisper to his master.

After the drunken boat got the stone, the stone turned pure white, and the trial stone appeared for thousands of years, and there has never been a white person.

The old man looked at the drunken Qingzhou, and couldn't feel her internal force at all, most people knew that letting the drunken Qingzhou come out was nothing more than to prove that the stone was useless, and at the same time, he was also amazed that he was a weak young man with no internal strength, but he was swaying in this city, but at this time, the drunken Qingzhou didn't know how dangerous it was to go out like this.

The result of this trial stone made everyone think that what has no internal force is white.

But the old man knows that if there is no internal force, it is impossible to change color, and now that it has changed color, it means that it is qualified, but it cannot be verified, what kind of qualification it is.

"The gold will be returned to you, and I will not sell it. As he spoke, the old man threw a bag of things to Mo Fuhua, grabbed the stone, and rushed over to the drunken light boat, and then smiled at her and said, "I see that you have a relationship with this stone, so I will sell it to you." “

"Well, I was in a hurry to go out, and I didn't bring ......"

Drunk Qingzhou was about to smear oil on the soles of his feet, but he was grabbed by the old man and didn't let go, this was preparing to buy it forcibly.

"I really don't have any money"

"You bought it"

"I don't have any money......"

The eyes of a group of people have shifted to them, leaving a group of people in place.

"You bought it"

"I don't have any money......"

"How many do you say?"

"I don't have a dime"

"How much is a dime?"

"A hair"

"OK, deal"

", you still have this kind of operation...... After speaking, Drunken Qingzhou plucked a hair and gave it to the old man, then took the stone and left.

"Old thing, I kind of found an interesting person" The old man looked into the distance, stroked his beard, looked at the direction of the drunken light boat's departure, and pondered.