The Allure of the City: His Royal Highness is Too Provocative

With the consent of the two-headed lion, the middle-aged man took out a sharp dagger and cut a one-inch-wide gash on the back of the two-headed lion.

Of course, this is the prerequisite for the two-headed master to remove all defenses, otherwise this dagger alone cannot scratch it.

The middle-aged man is a spiritual planter of the healing department with the cultivation of the Linghuang, so it is most appropriate to use the spirit emperor-level monster for the test.

As soon as the wound was cut open, fresh blood flowed out. The middle-aged man quickly put his hand on the wound, and a layer of blue fluorescent light acted on the wound.

After a while, the wound was gradually healing, but in the end there was still a hideous scar, the flesh and blood turned out a little, and the wound was not completely healed.

But anyone who was at the Linghuang cultivation level could tell that the middle-aged man was not hiding his clumsiness, he had tried his best, and this kind of healing technique was already considered good, after all, this was only a three-leaf Linghuang-level monster.

After the treatment, the middle-aged man lightly patted the double-headed master's shoulder and comforted him, "Persist for a while, and I'll use potions to help you recover after the engraving of the tattoo is finished."

The two-headed master snorted, agreeing.

"Miss Yu, it's time to start." The middle-aged man took a step back, and the healing spirit plant appeared in front of Yu Qingqian.

The white-haired old man also prepared all the required materials and put them on a table on the auction stage for Yu Qingqian to pick up easily.

The voices that were still discussing below gradually disappeared, and the entire auction hall fell silent, with countless pairs of eyes staring at Yu Qingqian.

Yu Qingqian walked in front of the turquoise vine flower. The wood-type abilities had already penetrated into the marrow of her bones, and she naturally exuded a kind of affinity, and she herself was a plant lover.

The vine flower stretched out its branches and leaves and rubbed against Yu Qingqian affectionately, which surprised the middle-aged man.

The people below were also surprised. Lingzhi, who was cultivated at the Linghuang level, was very proud, and it was so rare to show such intimacy.

Yu Qingqian touched the trunk of the rattan flower, and said with a smile, "Can I help you increase the superposition healing attribute now?"

"Squeak!!" Fujika seemed to be very happy to respond, which amazed the people present.

Yu Qingqian first adjusted the emotional state of the rattan flower to the best level, and then refined all the materials on the table into powder. The movements were smooth and smooth, without any pause during refining, giving people a sense of handiness.

Obviously, this is not the first time Yu Qingqian has refined master-level materials, and he succeeded in one attempt, which made everyone even more surprised.

After all, anyone who understands planting patterns knows that even a master planting planter, it is not easy to quickly refine all the materials into powder at one time, but Yu Qingqian did it.

Just because Yu Qingqian did not fail to refine master-level materials even once, many people began to have less doubts about her.

After refining all the materials, Yu Qingqian took out a planting pen that Feng Chen gave her a month ago, suitable for master-level inscriptions.

Dip the required materials on the planting pen, Yu Qingqian restrained the smile on his face, his expression became serious, and his temperament changed a lot. He treated Lingzhi like a treasure, serious and solemn.

Immediately, she began to concentrate on sketching the central core of the main trunk of the rattan flower, and every movement looked so vivid and eye-catching that people couldn't help staring and paying attention.

The plant pattern inscription at the Linghuang level can only be applied to the center, otherwise the effect of blessing will be much weaker.

The middle-aged man was sweating all the time, and seeing Yu Qingqian concentrating on sketching without any mistakes, he couldn't help loosening his tightly clenched fists.