The quick-traveling scumbag is really a heartthrob

Pan Shu held her chin up and said in a soft voice, "He Qing, I'm a little sleepy."

He Qing caressed the girl's fair and soft cheeks as if no one else was around: "Go back to your room to rest if you feel sleepy."

"Oh."

She stood up without looking at Fuce, "Am I leaving?"

"Go."

He Qing looked at her with a smile, and Pan Shu walked around the pavilion and left.

Fuce followed subconsciously.

He Qing closed the jade bone fan with a "pop" sound and stood in front of Fuce, "Please Daojun, please stop it in moderation. It's better to be wise and let go as soon as possible. This will make me think more highly of Daojun." "

Fuce paused, his eyes blazing: "Just because I don't talk about some things doesn't mean I don't know."

He Qing's smile froze a bit: "What do you mean?"

"You know it in your heart." Fuce looked away, "I just don't want her to be desperate and sad again..."

He paused and stopped talking without continuing.

Some words, if said, would not be a kind of harm to Pan Shu?

Fu Ce knows.

She could no longer bear any deception and hurt.

He would rather she didn't know anything.

She would rather see He Qing as a good person.

He Qing suppressed the feeling of panic, with a careless smile on his face: "I have done too many shameful things, and it is inevitable that some of the things will fall into the hands of Lord Dao. Lord Dao's move reminds me of this. , you should be more concealed when you do bad things in the future..."

Fuce glanced flatly at He Qing, who was smiling.

Turn away.

Staring at the man's thin back, He Qing's smile faded slightly and his eyes twinkled.

The secret eye... is really annoying.

But now is not the time to cause trouble for Fuce. There is no guarantee that Fuce will be defeated, and he will suffer as well.

He Qing didn't want to think about it deeply.

Why is he afraid that Pan Shu knows everything.

Obviously she is just an insignificant medicine person.

It was no different from the medicinal materials in his hand.

Why does he still care about the mood of a medicine man?

He Qing suddenly felt a little upset.

"Your Highness, the elders of the Shark Tribe are here to ask for medicine." A guard in black with a knife appeared silently in front of He Qing's eyes, his voice was so strange that it didn't waver at all, like a puppet on strings.

He Qing said "hmm" in a low voice and cheered up a bit.

By the time he lazily walked to the lobby, the shark elder had already drank two pots of tea.

There seemed to be a sullen look between the old white eyebrows.

But he didn't dare to attack at all.

He Qing does everything based on his mood, and there is no etiquette at all.

Sitting lazily on the red pear chair, one leg was bent over the other, acting in a frivolous and dissolute manner.

"You have to pay for drinking tea from my house."

The elder of the Shark tribe snorted coldly when he heard this: "How much does it cost? Why can't I even drink two cups of tea?"

He Qing smiled and held out five fingers.

"Five hundred spirit stones?"

He Qing shook his head.

The elder's eyes widened, "Could it be fifty thousand spiritual stones?"

He Qing spoke slowly: "50 spirit stones."

"puff--"

Before he could swallow the mouthful of hot tea in the mouth of the shark clan elder, he spit it out suddenly, "Why don't you go and grab it?"

He Qing frowned in disgust: "I haven't calculated the cost of the carpet with you yet. This carpet is woven from the fur of Kyushu griffons and costs 200 million spiritual stones."

He was in a very troubled mood.

He didn't have time to argue with the shark elder, "250 million spirit stones doesn't sound good, so just add 50 or 300 million spirit stones."

The elder has only heard of adding a small amount, but never of adding more money.

But who asked him to seek help from the little demon clan this time? The Sharman clan elder gritted his teeth and threw the space ring filled with 300 million spirit stones to He Qing.

The smile on He Qing's lips became more genuine.

His attitude softened slightly.

The elder murmured in his heart. Sure enough, their clan leader was right. This He Qing was really a miser who loved money as much as his life.

As long as the money is in place, everything is easy to talk about.

"Tell me what you want." He Qing tossed the space ring up and down, lazily looking up.

The elder of the Sharman Tribe: "I heard that there is a medicine man in your palace that has not yet been refined..."

"Den."

The ring was not caught for a moment and made a faint dull sound on the carpet.

He Qing only felt more upset.

His eyebrows frowned slightly.

"So?" He stood up, "What do you want?"

The elder didn't know why, and secretly thought that He Qing's reaction was so great. It seemed that the medicine man was really hard to find with a lot of money, but for the sake of the princess...even if he spent a lot of money, he had to bring the things back to the Sharman Clan...

The elder waved his hand quickly, "Your Highness has misunderstood, I... I didn't want the medicine man. I just heard that the medicine man had a beautiful appearance. Our princess had an injury on her face a few days ago, and it can't be healed no matter what medicine is used." ...I have been crying all day long, so..."

"It's not my business."

He Qing raised his eyes coldly.

"The doctor said that by exchanging appearance for appearance, our princess can regain her beauty." The elder of the Shark tribe puffed out his chest, "Our princess has a stunning appearance, but if she trades it with the medicine man, it will be an advantage for her..."

He Qing smiled half-heartedly, "If you exchange a broken face for my medicine man, my medicine man will get the advantage of your feelings? What's the truth?"

"Your Highness just asks for the price." The elder was determined to win.

The smile on He Qing's face became colder: "One billion spiritual stones."

"what??!"

"Not even one less."

One billion spirit stones, not to mention the small Shark clan, even the entire demon world may not be able to gather that many spirit stones.

"Isn't it 500 million?!" The elder raised his eyebrows angrily, "Could it be that His Highness is deliberately making fun of me?"

He Qing said in a lazy tone, "Yes."

"you!"

"He Qing..."

The pale girl behind him called him weakly.

The elder of the Shark Tribe was so stunned by Pan Shu's face that he froze in place, unable to make a sound for a long time.

If he had this face... he would have earned a billion spirit stones! !

He Qing frowned impatiently, ignoring the panic in his heart, "Aren't you sleepy? Why are you running around?"

Pan Shu said in a low voice: "I just remembered that the parallel lotus plant had a lotus heart. I forgot to tell you for a moment, so I sent it to you... the lotus heart can be planted and live..."

He Qing was stunned.

He rolled down his Adam's apple with difficulty, "Well, let it go."

The girl curled her lower lip.

Put the lotus heart wrapped in a handkerchief into his hand.

There is more warmth in the palm of your hand.

He subconsciously tightened his grip on her wrist that was about to withdraw, and pursed his lower lip uneasily, "Don't you have anything else to ask?"

Pan Shu lowered her eyes and spoke in a very soft voice. If He Qing hadn't focused all his attention on her, he wouldn't have been able to hear her clearly.

"What are you asking?"

He Qing breathed a sigh of relief.

He thought to himself: Maybe she didn't hear him.

Otherwise, with her squeamish and willful character, she would have made a huge commotion before she would give up.

He Qing had a smile on his face and said warmly, "Go back."

"Ah."

The moment the girl turned around and left, the warm liquid hit his slightly curled fingertips, making his heart tremble.