The princess is the ancestor of evil

Chapter 269
When the money bag was opened, Song Zhi only glanced at it, and he could roughly see that there were at least [-] baht in it.

Wen Ku was in the shock of the demon kings' eyes, and said slowly and quietly, "If you don't have money, you should have said it earlier!"

Very unworthy!

Wen Ku's personal wealth is considered very rich, compared to these poor demon kings, she is simply a local tyrant!

The [-] baht also startled the undead on the ferry, and then the undead smiled and accepted all the baht.

Adding Song Zhi's five thousand baht coins, the total is fifty-five thousand.

"The guest gave you the most money, and today the best ferry boat here will belong to you." After the ferryman swallowed these spirit baht coins, he actually spoke human words.

Wen Ku nodded, and saw a dark red boat pop out from under the blood-red Bianhua.

Compared with other demon lords' wrecked ships, this ship was obviously luxurious and couldn't be more luxurious.

The hull is brand new, and I don't know what kind of wood is used, and it still has a little smell.

And this boat is big enough to accommodate ten people.

Not only the bow, but even the four corners of the cabin are hung with lights, and the lights are much brighter than other ferries.

"Guest, I wish you good luck." The ghost on the ferry smiled, and disappeared without a trace the next moment with a 'poof'.

Wen Ku jumped onto the boat directly, and finally turned around and waved to Song Zhi, "What are you doing in a daze, why don't you leave?"

Song Zhi opened his mouth slightly, he was so angry that he secretly blamed his father for being stingy!

No matter how poor Songdi City is, how can they lose face in front of this vixen?

Bu Wuxie also jumped up with Black Eagle, and stood firmly on the board of the boat.

He looked at Wenku, and for a moment he even felt that his trip to the underworld seemed to be a blessing to her.

Hei Ying actually wanted to say, Master, you are not poor either...

It is indeed not poor, most of them are gold and silver, but if you really want to talk about Lingzhu coins, it is incomparable.

There is a demon king who has been to Huangquan, and he is well prepared, and he bought a boat that can still survive.

And those demon kings who were useless had no choice but to board the wrecked ship.

Who the hell brought money when he came to the underworld!
Song Diwang, that old scammer, didn't make it clear early in the morning. Doesn't it make it clear that he is cheating?
When those broken boats stepped on it, there was a creaking sound. They really doubted whether the boat could survive to reach the other side of Huangquan safely.

Looking at the warm and dry big boat again, it is stable, solid, and pretty.

For a while, it was extremely envious.

Look, even Song Emperor's ship is incomparable.

There were two or three demon lords who wanted to borrow some Lingzhu coins from Wen Ku, but when the words came to their lips, it was like a fishbone stuck in their throats, unable to spit them out.

And uncomfortable.

They are all noble demon kings, each of them is in charge of an important city in the demon world, how can they ask a woman to borrow money.

So those devil kings couldn't help but put their eyes on Bu Wuxie, hoping that he would be more sensible, after all, we are all in the devil world, and we can't see each other when we look up.

Keep everything aside, and we will meet again in the future.

Bu Wuxie saw their expressions and eyes clearly, and understood them.

But he was leaning against the cabin, with his arms crossed, "Don't even look at me, I'm a softie, I beg, you beg my concubine yourself."

While speaking, the ferry was slowly moving forward.

The demon kings on the broken ship also hurriedly dispatched one after another, closely following behind the warm and dry ship.

This damn Bu Wuxie, who eats soft food and still eats so righteously, is so pissed off!
Before, they thought that Bu Wuxie, a majestic demon king, married a mortal evil cultivator, which was simply too embarrassing.

Only now do I know that this thing is also carefully calculated.

Look, that princess is not only a peerless beauty, but also a rich woman!
As poor as Yancheng is, to be able to marry such an extremely rich woman is really lucky for that bastard Bu Wuxie to have gone through eight lifetimes of shit!
At this moment, there are actually a few demon kings who are beginning to envy Qiqi Wuxie.

But they were still too embarrassed to ask for tenderness.

After all, the ferry has already opened, so there is no point in asking for it now.

In front of such a beautiful and rich woman, they still want to pay more attention to their image.

"Pooh!"

Song Zhi looked at them, his eyes almost rolled to the sky.

Look at these worthless things!The poor have no ambition!
In the end, she glanced at Wen Rong again, and Wen Rong also glanced over.

Ask her, "Isn't it refreshing to hug a rich woman's thigh?"

Song Zhi was roaring in his heart, I'm happy with your grandma!

The upturned white eyes were quickly retracted, and immediately turned into a respectful, even flattering look in front of Wen Ku.

"I'm so touched, it's nice to have money, I'm so happy to hold your lap!"

The power of the contract made her say something against her will that would disgust her to death.

The attitude shown is extremely sincere.

Song Zhi's appearance fell into the eyes of the demon kings intact.

They all clicked their tongues, lamenting that the power of money is so powerful that even Princess Song Zhi succumbed.

Song Emperor's ferry was not far away, so he naturally saw this scene.

Holding the machete, he squinted his half eye, thinking to himself, his daughter's acting skills are really getting better and better.

In order to win the trust of the other party, she was so humble that she completely let go of her princess posture.

His daughter...she really grew up, became smarter, and matured.

Emperor Song was quite relieved.

No one knows how many times Song Zhi greeted his gentle ancestors in his heart.

However, Wen Ku showed a nonchalant look, and even reached out to pat her head, as if treating her like a little beast.

Song Zhi was so angry that he wanted to die.

Wen Ku had no intention of teasing her anymore.

The ferry has been going for a while.

Even in her previous life, she had never been to the underworld, let alone set foot in the underworld.

The underworld in front of her eyes was quite different from what she had imagined.

At first, the river water was still black, but the rustling flowers on both sides of the river became more and more dense as we went forward.

Gradually the river water also changed its color.

It is dark green, green and shiny.

The sky was pitch black, oppressive, oppressive as if the sky had fallen.

The ferry went forward for a while, and it completely entered this dark green river of yellow spring.

At this time, Wen Ku saw that besides them, there were many other ferry boats on the river.

There were translucent undead on the ferry, some with sad expressions, some with indifferent expressions, and some with fearful eyes.

These dead undead basically still retain part of the memories of their lives, and naturally they are also contaminated with some mundane air.

The breath of death enveloped the entire river, and the blossoming Bana flowers had spread into Huangquan.

When the wind blows, I can only see those flowers on the other side swaying with the wind, unexpectedly...

(End of this chapter)