Hilarious and unscrupulous concubine: My princess loves money too much

"Black-bellied king, save me quickly, I will definitely turn into a ghost and haunt you every day, you cripple." Jin Luoluo yelled through gritted teeth.

"Hee hee, don't be afraid, beauty, I'm here..."

The three men rushed forward, and in the blink of an eye, three golden arrows swished at the same time, hitting the three men's thighs with lightning speed, causing blood to splatter all over the ground.

These three obsessive men immediately lay down at Jin Luoluo's feet like dead fish.

The dead cripple is quite reliable at the critical moment, and the archery is so handsome! [

Jin Luoluo patted her heart beating wildly, suppressing her nausea, and kicked away the wailing man who fell at her feet.

"Hongye, how are you, ahh~~"

The boat was in a mess, some were chasing them, and some were fighting each other to prevent each other from succeeding. The scene was so chaotic that we didn't know the enemy.

Jin Luoluo glanced randomly, and suddenly saw a young man in brocade clothes pressing Hongye to the ground, pulling her collar, wailing, daring to bully her maid, courting death.

Jin Luoluo kicked the young man's ass fiercely, jumped on his back, punched and kicked, pulled hair, fingernails, and did everything she could.

"You dare to bully Hongye, I'll beat you to the ground, jump off a cliff to commit suicide, ouch~~go to hell~~"

The young man was beaten so violently by her that his eyes were shining with stars, his nose was bleeding wildly, and he was struggling desperately and couldn't break free.

"Miss, behind~~~" Hongye reminded Jin Luoluo with wide-eyed eyes.

Jin Luoluo only felt a black shadow looming from behind, and a man's obscene laughter could be heard beside her ears, and a pair of iron-clawed hands grabbed her shoulders and dragged her out.

"Little beauty, I won't let me catch you yet. It's really spicy and delicious. I like this type. Let me see your beauty."

Those hands tore off Jin Luoluo's veil at once.

All of a sudden, the world became quiet, everyone stopped fighting, and their eyes were obsessed with looking at the woman whose veil had fallen.

Her eyes are bright like morning stars, her eyebrows are light and drunk, her cheeks are as delicate as spring petals, and her vermilion lips are lightly parted like dew.

What an alluring face that is, even fairies can't compare, because fairies don't have her pure and bewitching qualities, nor her cunning and smart intelligence.