Thousands of Treasures

The Flying Cloud Painting was about 30 feet long. It was blank and enveloped in a faint red glow.

Chu Liuyue raised her brows. "There's actually a restriction."

Rong Xiu laughed. "After all, it's one of the top ten holy weapons. The Nan family values it very much, so it's normal to have restrictions."

Chu Liuyue nodded and carefully examined the scroll in front of her. Other than the layer of restrictions on it, there is almost no energy fluctuation. Even if it is released, it should be very difficult for anyone to guess that this is actually a holy weapon.

Chu Liuyue thought for a moment and then sat up.

Rong Xiu was a little reluctant, but he still let go of her and helped put on her coat.

His slightly calloused fingers brushed the side of her delicate and smooth shoulder, leaving only a fragrance.