The Evil Emperor is So Sultry

It's just dark, with a wisp of black air.

What does it mean to be in a bad mood?

Speaking of it, her feelings are not smooth, even drunk and forced to kiss Mo Dayan, Mo Dayan was caught and asked to be responsible, it's a shame.

For a moment, apart from being kind and familiar, ziqianmo felt a sense of sympathy for Jintong.

"Oh, this girl, you have a good eye."

As soon as the peddler saw ziqianmo wanted to buy it, his eyes lit up and his face looked like a chrysanthemum / flower.

Ziqianmo's temperament, dress and dress are the ladies of big families.

Among other things, a hairpin on her head is enough for ordinary people to eat for decades.

"This golden boy, he is the most beautiful and healthy of all slaves. He has a lot of strength."

Ziqianmo did not speak, just with a kind of cold eyes, squinting at each other.

The peddler's boss could not help shivering, a strange fear rose from the bottom of his heart, and a layer of sweat was on his forehead.

What a terrible look!

What a terrible girl!

Before that kind of, want to treat her as fat sheep, the idea of ruthless slaughter, instantly.

"Also... It doesn't cost much. Five or two hundred silver beads will do."

The owner of the peddler originally intended to offer 500 silver beads, but finally he was greedy, afraid that he didn't have the life to spend.

Two hundred silver beads, for ordinary people, is just like a sky high price.

But for the officials and nobles, it is nothing at all.

Ziqianmo frowned.

Two hundred?

Is this child worth the price?

Inexplicably, ziqianmo was a little angry and felt that the price was an insult to the child by the owner of the human dealer.

This child, should be priceless!

"A hundred silver beads! A hundred silver beads is enough As soon as the peddler boss saw ziqianmo frowning, and released a terrible murderous spirit, the whole person was not good, scared to change his words again, "as long as 100, the girl can take him home! Really... Really can't be less. "

One hundred is just a loss.

The trafficker's boss is crying.

I thought that this gorgeous girl should agree now, but who ever thought that this girl was even more angry, her brow was deeper, and her murderous spirit was almost materialized and overflowed.

A hundred silver beads?

This damned trafficker boss!

Kill a thousand swords!

"This is a hundred silver beads." Qian Jue appeared at the right time, took out a money bag and threw it into the hands of the trafficker's boss. "This little boy, my seven young ladies, took it away."

With that, he took ziqianmo's arm in one hand, and clasped Jintong's wrist in the other hand, and pulled them away together.

It didn't stop until it was several hundred meters away.

Into a teahouse.

I asked for a box.

Qian Jue put his Royal Highness the demon king on the chair. He was relieved and said: "Your Highness, you don't have to have the same understanding with that kind of scum. Human traffickers are inhuman. "

Qian Jue knew very well that his Royal Highness the demon king was angry.

It doesn't matter what the reason is.

What's important is how to calm your Highness the demon king.

So, in the end, Qian Jue bought the little boy of Jintong to please his Royal Highness the demon king.