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

Yu Qingqian's expression was very focused and serious, and every plant pattern he outlined was tinged with golden light.

Soon, the plant pattern was outlined with spiritual and spiritual power.

Yu Qingqian poured the last bottle of monster blood on the table into the plate, and dipped it in with a planting pen to make the finishing touch.

The scene was very quiet. It took Yu Qingqian only one cup of tea from refining the materials into powder to finishing the outline and finishing the finishing touch.

The last stroke fell, and a pattern of golden light flickered and finally merged into the vine flower.

"Squeak!!" Fujika raised her head and yelled as if extremely comfortable.

The middle-aged man felt the joy of joining the spirit plant, and his eyes were shocked by Yu Qingqian's plant pattern inscription.

Yu Qing smiled softly: "Senior, try to see how the healing effect of the addition of tattooing will be."

The middle-aged man came to his senses and smiled immediately: "Okay, I'll try it now."

Then he turned around and walked in front of the double-headed teacher, and said hello first, "I'm doing an experiment, please bear with me."

The two-headed master looked at it impatiently, and let out a low growl, which was considered to be his consent.

The middle-aged man took out his dagger and cut a hole about an inch in size and about the same depth under the two-headed lion's previous wound, and the blood soon overflowed.

He blessed his hands with the power of Lingzhi, and the blue fluorescent light covered the wound.

Soon, the wound began to heal gradually.

But this time was different from the last time, the wound healed little by little, and finally all the scars of the righteous path disappeared, and there was no flesh and blood turned out, and the speed was more than twice as fast as before.

The middle-aged man couldn't help but froze, as if he found it incredible.

"Senior, the wound on the top doesn't need to be treated with medicine, you can heal it all again with spiritual power." Yu Qingqian reminded.

The middle-aged man immediately put his fluorescent hand on the previous wound, and a shocking scene appeared.

The hideous scar healed up little by little under the healing power, and finally fell off, as if the two-headed master had never had a wound on his back.

In mainland China, when treating fellow practitioners who are at the same level, the spiritual power of the therapist will leave more or less imperfections, such as the scars with flesh and blood before, which need to be made up for by potions after treatment .

But no one expected that Yu Qingqian's bonus after engraving the plant pattern would make up for this, which is amazing.

"Your tattooing level is very strong, and the effect is better than other master tattooing artists I have encountered."

The middle-aged man looked at Yu Qingqian with more sincerity at this time, "The blue is better than the blue, Miss Yu is definitely the best among them."

"I am very satisfied with the planting effect this time, thank you!" he added.

He believed that from today onwards, Yu Qingqian would be famous all over the world, not only for the so-called three talents, but also for the monstrous talent for tattooing.

Besides Feng Chen, Yu Qingqian should be regarded as the youngest planting master in mainland China.

"Thank you, senior, for trusting me and allowing me to engrave the tattoo on your spiritual plant." Yu Qing replied with a slight smile.

If the Chamber of Commerce doesn't believe in herself and is unwilling to give this opportunity, then she has no way to prove herself in such an occasion.

Seeing this scene with their own eyes, the people below were stunned at first, and then there was an uproar.

No one thought that Yu Qingqian was really such a young master spirit planter, and the level of engraving and planting patterns was so high, it was unbelievable.

If they didn't see it with their own eyes and just listened to what others said, they would definitely not believe it.