Wu Qiaoqiao smiles indifferently. She accompanies Yang Jingtian for a long time and sees many treasures.
Although Ding Hao's identity is mysterious and comes from the other side, his insight must not be as broad as his own.
"Since you are so confident, I have a rare treasure here. Even you have never touched it." Wu Qiaoqiao said.
Ding Hao's eyes showed a curious look, surprised and looked at the past.
As soon as Wu Qiaoqiao's storage ring was bright, a piece of red scale appeared on his palm and shook it.
"This is a rare treasure. The real dragon scale and treasure pavilion have never been auctioned. This is the dragon scale that brother Yang found in the abyss of a dangerous place. As long as you drop a drop of blood essence into the dragon scale, it can help you resist the attack of the emperor's strongmen at the critical moment." Wu Qiaoqiao's face showed the color of satisfaction and said.
Ding Hao's eyes looked at the Dragon scales on her hand. He might have been a little surprised before. But now there is a real dragon resting in his ancient pagoda, and only the Dragon scales have not been put in his eyes.
This dragon scale is not a simple real dragon scale, but a unique counter scale of the real dragon. Each real dragon has only one counter scale, which will fall off automatically only after death.
For this treasure, adversity scale has a great effect, and it is more than enough to resist the attack of the emperor. Therefore, it is also extremely precious.
"In that case, I'll take this dragon scale. Thank you very much." Ding Hao said.
Ding Hao reached for the dragon scale, and his face showed a calm smile.
Wu Qiaoqiao's eyebrows slightly wrinkled. Originally, she thought she would take out the dragon scale as a gift of thanks. The youth association was very excited, but it turned out that she was indifferent and didn't take the dragon scale seriously.
"You can go back now. I'll call you in a few days." Wu Qiaoqiao said.
"Goodbye." Ding Hao said.
Ding Hao turned to leave the room and pushed the door open without looking back.
Wu Qiaoqiao's eyes show a puzzled color, but shook his head, even if she read countless people, she can't guess Ding Hao's mind.
After returning to the room, a voice appeared in Ding Hao's mind.
"Dad, can you give me that dragon scale?"
When Ding Hao heard McDull's voice, he could not help but be surprised. He said without hesitation, "of course, but I told you, don't call me dad, call me brother."
"Yes, thank you."
Ding Hao's idea move, dragon scale directly into the pagoda.
After all this, Ding Hao lay in bed and fell asleep.
If Wu Qiaoqiao knew that Ding Hao would send out the Dragon scales casually, he didn't know what he would think. Such a treasure could resist the attack of the emperor's powerful people. Everyone would be moved and even couldn't put it down.
As a result, Ding Haocai didn't have ten minutes to turn around and get rid of it. Other people will be very distressed when they know it.
A few days passed quickly. Because of Wu Qiaoqiao's return home, many people visited the gate of the Wu family every day, and many heads of famous families came in droves. They wanted to see the empress, but the deep meaning was that they wanted to go up to the tree of emperor Yang.
If they got the protection of emperor Yang, their family might go to a higher level.
In the backyard of the Wu family, Wu Qiaoqiao is dressed in a light yellow dress. Her eyes are like water. Her eyes are shining. Her high nose, ruddy lips, delicate facial features and fair skin are not like a woman who has lived for a hundred years, but like a graceful girl.
In front of her was Ding Hao, who had been waiting for a long time and was dressed in white. They stood together as if they were a couple, and there was no age difference.
"Go, visit the herdsman." Wu Qiaoqiao said.
Ding Hao flies out with Wu Qiaoqiao, and disappears into the courtyard in the blink of an eye.
Mujia is one of the four ancient families in sanyuancheng. The strength of the four families is similar. Every five years, there will be a martial arts contest. Each family will send its own family's favorite son to participate in the contest. The winner's family will be the host of the next martial arts contest.
It is because Mu Yunfeng of Mu family won the first place in the last martial arts competition, and Mu family is the organizer of this competition.
The courtyard of the herdsman is very spacious. Several buildings have sprung up, covering an area no less than half a small city.
Today, there are many carriages and visitors inside and outside the pastoral courtyard.
The four families are Mu family, yuan family, Huang family and Shan family.
When Wu Qiaoqiao appeared outside the herdsman's house, everyone looked to this side. The scene was silent for three seconds. Wu Qiaoqiao walked straight inside with wind.
At this time, people along the road have to avoid on both sides, their faces are showing respect, have extremely respectful.
"Good afternoon, empress."
"See empress."
"Welcome the emperor and empress."
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When the herdsmen arranged to receive Wu Qiaoqiao, they didn't dare to neglect him. They quickly went forward and bowed to welcome Wu Qiaoqiao in.
Ding Hao followed Wu Qiaoqiao into the family.
When several people disappeared in the public's sight, many people were puzzled. They were all guessing who was the young man behind Wu Qiaoqiao.
"Is that the son of emperor Yang and his Empress? I feel that man's cultivation is profound, and I'm far from his opponent. "
"That's right. I'm so ashamed to have such profound accomplishments When I was young. If it wasn't for emperor Yang and his descendants, I would eat Xiang in public."
"Young and promising, it seems that the future of our three yuan small world is bright, and we must soon be able to return to the mainland."
People began to talk about it.
If Ding Hao heard these people's words, he would have suffered a lot.
He was just Wu Qiaoqiao's helper, but somehow he became her son. He felt like he had been taken advantage of.
Ding Hao followed the people in front of him through several roads, and finally came to a broad field, where many people gathered. At this time, many people cast their eyes on this side. Naturally, without exception, they looked at Wu Qiaoqiao.
Several middle-aged men with noble temperament in gorgeous clothes are coming here one after another.
Walking in the front is a middle-aged man, his eyes deep, see Wu Qiaoqiao after laughing and said: "the emperor's arrival is really make the herdsman shine, please take a seat."
Wu Qiaoqiao bowed slightly and said, "the patriarch is polite. Please forgive me for coming here uninvited today."
"If the empress is not there, it's our honor that you can take the time out of your busy schedule to observe the martial arts competition of these smelly boys." Said the middle-aged man.
"The patriarch is right. Please take your seat, empress." Another man said.
Wu Qiaoqiao nodded, and then under the leadership of several people, he went to one side of the high platform and sat down.
Ding Hao is standing behind Wu Qiaoqiao, secretly looking around.
These middle-aged men are the patriarchs of the four ancient families. Although they are polite on the surface, they have different ideas. They don't know what they are actually thinking.
Several people did not ask Wu Qiaoqiao about Ding Hao's identity, but organized the martial arts contest.
"Today, the empress is lucky to be here. If you cash in well, maybe you will be in the eyes of the empress, and you will become the disciples of the empress and Emperor Yang." Exclaimed the patriarch.
After hearing these words, the audience were as excited as a chicken.
"Let's go." Said the patriarch.