"The price?"
"Yes, you saw that Wind Witch Demon yourself. The Cinnabar Red Demon Flame must have done something to it."
"That's true." Little Fen Yang said thoughtfully, "I'll ask the Demon Fire~"
"Alright." Du Yu opened the door and got out of the car, lifting out two big bags of meat buns with one hand, while waving inside the car with the other.
Ghost Firefly Form·Ghost Firefly Burning.
Emerald green flames covered his palm, but instead of exploding, the fire simply released waves of fragrance.
A refreshing aroma drifted everywhere, soothing and pleasant.
The top-quality Divine Shadow Firefly Perfume quickly replaced the car's smell of cabbage and pork.
When it came to life hacks, Prince Du had come up with quite a few.
After returning home, Du Yu happily took a hot shower, mentally rinsing away all the coldness as well.
