Princess Against the World

"Buy it?" The proprietress was taken aback.

What is this operation! ?

"The price is set by them, gold and silver jewelry, weapon secrets, although they set the price..."

"I have said that even if our people are slaves, they will not become slaves to foreigners!" The man suddenly interrupted Ling Luoyu, frowning.

"Who said I want her to be my slave?" Ling Luoyu's phoenix eyes were slightly stunned: "I just want to pay for her freedom, but I don't want her to be my slave!"

"Don't want her to be a slave..." The man's pupils shrank, and he looked up and down the woman.

Ling Luoyu understood what he meant: "Don't worry, I don't want her to be my woman...because I have no interest in women!"

man:"……"

Even the sobbing woman stopped struggling, but looked at Ling Luoyu with a strange expression.

The proprietress frowned: "Two of us, when we open a shop and do business, we are greeted by visitors from all directions. No matter which of you is, both of you are my guests. From the bottom of my heart, I don't want to offend! Shall we talk in the house?"

"I have no problem, but I don't know if they will give you face!" Ling Luoyu raised eyebrows slightly, provocatively squinting at the three people opposite.

"Brother Chami?" The lady boss turned to the man.

The man settled his eyes, his gaze glanced at Ling Luoyu and Feng Chenglin.

After a short silence, he finally nodded.

"I don't have much extra time..."

The lady boss knew, and quickly took two steps, leading the way: "The two, please here!"

Ling Luoyu and the man followed closely, walking side by side, while Feng Chenglin was like a guard, following the big tall man, as if he would run away for fear that one would not pay attention.

The lady boss vacated her room: "Two, this is my room. Some of you take a break for a while. I'll serve some tea..."

Ling Luoyu and the man looked at each other and entered side by side:

"Under Ling Luoyu, I don't know..."

"Cha Mi..." The man paused, and his eyes sank: "Sailor Clan!"

"Xiangren?" Feng Chenglin fell silent in surprise.

Cha Mi's expression was slightly unhappy: "You haven't heard of it, it's because our people rarely show up on land..."

"No..." Fengcheng Lin screamed, not knowing what to say for a while.

In his memory, the last function of the shark was to become the lamp of the underground city.

Why is this suddenly appearing again?

Besides, the mackerel tribe, isn't it a fish?

Feng Chenglin subconsciously looked at Cha Mi's feet--

Yes, it's feet!

Real feet, so special, there are two separate, standing and walking legs!

Cha Mi couldn't see the unusualness from his hesitation again: "Why, do you...know our Jongren tribe?"

"I……"

"How do we know about the Shark Clan?!" Ling Luoyu suddenly interrupted Feng Chenglin's words, and sat down in a chair calmly: "However, we have heard of a fish, also called the Shark, whose fat can boil oil. ..."

"Woohoo..."

The hostess suddenly murmured, struggling hard.

And the tall man carrying her didn't mean to pity Xiangxiyu at all.

Before she could struggle down, his fist struck.

"boom!"

She received a heavy punch on the head and fainted instantly.

"I'm going..." Feng Chenglin couldn't help jumping up: "This is too violent! No one has time to say anything..."