I flatten mountains and seas with my beauty

"In this way, the theft of the Biluozhu should be related to the Snake Clan." Fudou said.

"That's right." Tobi agreed, he opened the curtains and looked at the sky, "The market is about to begin."

He said earlier that the market starts in the evening. The so-called start means that merchants start to set up stalls in the market, ready to sell.

To really start trading, you have to wait for the new time, the time when the old and the new change.

Seeing that the time was coming, Yuan Ye and Fu Dou didn't delay any longer, and they both went out with their money bags.

Yehan happened to meet them at the door, and when he saw Fudou, he was still afraid and tightened his sleeves, as if he was afraid that his things would be snatched away by him, so he came to talk to Yuanyi with a smile on his face.

"Are you going to the market too?"

Yuan Yi and Fu Dou had just discussed that Yehan's shark bead was an important clue, and they planned to hold Yehan back when the market was over, and ask carefully about the origin of this shark bead.

At this time, seeing Ye Han smiling and walking over without knowing it, Yuan Ye felt that he was like a lamb waiting to be slaughtered, a little innocent and pitiful.

"Are you going too?" Yuan Yao smiled back.

Ye Han weighed his sleeve pockets: "I'll put a few treasures first tonight, and when I get money, I'll look at collecting some of them tomorrow or the day after."

"How much?" Yuan Ye thought he only brought one shark bead to sell.

Thinking of something, Yehan pressed his fist to his lips, coughed a few times, as if he didn't want to say more.

"Anyway, let's go together." Yehan looked at Fudou, and boldly said, "Let's go together?"

Yuan Ye naturally had nothing to do, Huo Dou turned black, but he didn't chase anyone away, so the three of them rushed to the market together.

The Xihai market is very lively once every hundred years. At this time, almost all the pearls of the West Sea are gathered here. The whole street is very bright. The merchants have already occupied their berths, and the rare treasures are placed on the large pear wooden table. Some wore masks or cloaks, and their business was shady.

Before entering the alley, Fudou also took out a silver noodle from his sleeve pocket.

Yuan Yi thought that he wanted to wear it herself, so she didn't care, and didn't want to be held by the corner of the sleeve by Fu Dou.

"For you." Fudou said.

Yuan Ye took a look at the mask, and found that this mask was different from the one worn by Huo Dou before, the hollow carving on it was vaguely a small dragon, his heart trembled.

"You made this yourself?" Yuan Ye looked at the mask, raised her eyes and asked Fu Dou.

"Well, the material of this mask is quite special." Fudou replied.

"Is it the same with yours?"

"We did it together, more than 200 years ago." Fu Dou half-cast his eyes, and the flickering light softened his always sharp face.

200 years ago, he liked me.

Yuan Yi's heart beat a little faster, he looked into Fu Dou's eyes, and suddenly felt a little familiar.

The same blazing, longing, seems to have seen it somewhere.He raised his hand and touched the corner of Fu Dou's eye.

Fu Dou turned his face away, and kissed him quickly on his fingertips.

Like hot oil falling on the ice, Yuan Ye suddenly withdrew her hand, but couldn't move her eyes away.

Fu Dou looked at him and pursed his lips very slowly.In front of Yuan Ye, he is always submissive and loyal. Yuan Ye is like a handful of snow that he holds in the palm of his hand. He has been holding and looking at it, but he has never tasted it. Now he touches the snow with his lips, and the snow melts slightly After wetting his lips, he realized the fragrance and sweetness of the snow.

Yuan Ye felt that her fingertips were astonishingly hot, and the heat seemed to flow continuously from her fingertips to her heart inch by inch.

Fu Dou watched Yuan Ye's cheeks gradually turn crimson, and unconsciously curled up his fingers, couldn't help but took his hand again, and kissed deeply on the back of his hand.

Ye Han went to set up a stall, and there were only the two of them left at the alley, no one disturbed the throbbing of this moment, until the night wind blew, bringing a sound of gongs beating.

The West Sea Market has started.

Yuan Ye pulled out her hand, feeling that her whole arm was numb, and said in a low voice under Fu Dou's eyes: "It's started."

"It's just a kiss on the back of my own hand," Fu Dou felt that he was so daring once in a while, so he might as well taste some more sweetness. He seemed to put his hands on the wall unintentionally, but actually trapped Yuan Ye, "How dare His Majesty the Dragon Emperor? so red?"

Yuan Ye stretched out her hand to press against his chest, which was getting closer and closer, and insisted: "It's not because of the kiss, I kissed the back of the hand, I'm just hot."

A gust of cool wind blew over, and Yuan Ye shivered in response to the occasion.

The corners of Fu Dou's lips gradually curled up, and his fingers protrudingly placed on the tie of Yuan Ye's coat. Anyway, he started to act like a beast tonight: "Since it's hot, why don't you take off your clothes?"

Yuan Ye's eyes widened suddenly, his Adam's apple trembled up and down, he was so molested that he couldn't speak, the place on his waist where Huo Dou pressed him was scorching hot, but his whole body couldn't stop shivering like he was suffering from the cold.

The Emperor of Disaster who has always been sullen, why today...Ming has become agitated.

And Ming Sao's behavior is simply... unbearable.

"Don't..." Yuan Yao turned her face away, took a few deep breaths, and managed to speak completely, "Someone will see it."

Fu Dou's eyes lit up obviously, he withdrew his fingers from the tie of his coat, and turned to hold Yuan Ye's chin: "So, if no one is there, you will take it off for me to see? Huh?"

"...No." Yuan Ye put on the mask to hide her blushing face, the imagery is really strong, this Emperor of Disaster is too shameless.

Fu Dou stopped at the end and pulled his arm away, thinking that he would get beaten if he wanted to tease Yuan Yi, but unexpectedly, he made a lot of money instead.

It turned out that Yuanye...does he like this?

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Yehan had already paid someone to occupy the berth, a huge and conspicuous place, he stood alone behind the pear wood table, although there were a few scattered things on the table, but only the radiant shark Beads are enough to catch the eye.

Seeing Yuanye and Fudou, Yehan invited them to come over and set up a stall together, but they came to Xihai to secretly investigate the whereabouts of Biluozhu, and they didn't want to make a big show, so Yuanye declined Yehan's invitation and held hands with Fudou to hide. Among the bustling buyers.

To be precise, it was Fu Dou who was holding onto Yuan Ye's hand relentlessly, euphemistically saying that there were too many people, and it would be bad if they got separated.

Only now did he understand that with a thick skin and flirtatious talk, you can drink wine and eat meat. It is necessary to take it slow, but not taking the initiative to attack like a wooden stake is not enough.

He fought hard, and from today onwards he will turn into a tenacious and sturdy dodder, wrapping himself around this little sapling.

The long street is long and full of gods and monsters buying and selling treasures on both sides. The little monster with horns is holding a bright red scale in his hand, shouting in his mouth: "Come and see! Come and see! This is a real dragon scale !It fell from the Dragon Emperor of the East China Sea!—Dragon Emperor of the East China Sea, you know! That is the dragon that kills the gods!"

"Really?" Several buyers were attracted, staring at the scales in his hand carefully.

"I really can't be more true to this master! These are dragon scales, which are equivalent to the clothes of the Dragon Emperor!" The horned demon said, showing pride and longing.

The people gathered around also opened their mouths slightly, looking at the red scale on the horned demon's hand with sighs.

"Special offer! Special offer! Today is the first day of the market, and the Dragon Emperor scales are limited to [-] pieces! You only need ten dendrobium pearls to have one!" Taking advantage of the crowd, the horned demon began to sell at the top of his throat.

There were really some foolish and wealthy Xiaoxian rushing to buy it. For a while, this small stall was in the limelight.

Yuan Ye and Fu Dou stood not far away, taking a panoramic view of this scene.

Fu Dou held Yuan Ye with one hand, and touched Yuan Ye's sleeve with the other hand: "I didn't expect that one of the sleeves of His Majesty the Dragon Emperor is so valuable, it's a good thing he didn't take it off just now, otherwise he lost hundreds of pearls in vain? "

Yuan Ye pursed her lips, seemingly puzzled and a little embarrassed, and said in a low voice: "The scales are fake, mine is not this color, not so red."

Looking at his serious look, Fu Dou burst out laughing, and was about to tease him a few more words when he heard a voice in the crowd.

"The dragon scales are fake."

The voice obviously used the technique of amplification, and the voice was low and deep, and it could be heard clearly even a dozen feet away.

The crowd who were scrambling to buy Dragon Emperor scales stopped because of the sound, and poured down their heads like a basin of cold water. Most of the people were awake and hesitated.

The horned demon watched the pearls that fell into the pot fly away, and the bull's eyes were furious: "Who is talking nonsense! Why do you say that my things are fake!"

"Me." With the same deep voice, the crowd automatically gave way to a small open space, revealing a tall man in a green shirt.

He has long hair and high beams, and his face is clearly illuminated by the pearls. He has a very handsome face, with narrow and long eyebrows, thin lips and a high nose, but because his eyes are too dark, he looks a bit fierce.

The horned demon was a little frightened by his stares, but relying on the large number of people, he puffed out his chest, cowardly and frightened, and shouted very confidently: "Why do you say my dragon scales are fake!"

The man gave him a disdainful look, and clenched his palms in the void, and the pile of dragon scales became dust.

"Because I have seen Dragon Emperor, his color is not so bright."

Fu Dou squinted his eyes, inexplicably feeling that this man was a bit dangerous.

After seeing the man's face clearly, Yuan Yi tightly clenched Fu Dou's hand.

"What's wrong?" Fudou asked him.

"I recognize him..." Yuan Ye paused, "He is my brother, brother Yun Jue."

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