It's just bleak, and there is a wisp of black gas.

Is this - what does it mean to be emotionally unhappy?

Speaking of which, her relationship was also quite unsmooth, she actually got drunk and forcibly kissed Mo Dayan, and was caught by Mo Dayan and asked to be responsible, which was extremely shameful.

For a while, in addition to the cordiality and familiarity, Zi Qianmo also had a feeling of sympathy for the golden-eyed boy.

"Yo, this girl, you have a really good eye."

As soon as the trafficker boss saw that Ziqian Mo wanted to buy it, his eyes immediately lit up, and his face smiled like a chrysanthemum.

Zi Qianmo's temperament, dress, and clothes make her a young lady from a big family at first glance.

Not to mention anything else, just a hairpin on her head is enough for ordinary people to eat for decades.

"This golden-eyed boy, he is the best-looking of all the slaves, and the healthiest one, and he has a lot of strength."

Zi Qianmo didn't speak, but just squinted at the other party with a cold look.

The trafficker boss couldn't help but shudder, an inexplicable fear rose from the bottom of his heart, and a layer of fine beads of sweat appeared on his forehead.

What a terrible look!

What a terrible girl!

The previous kind of thinking that wanted to treat her as a fat sheep and slaughter her fiercely disappeared in an instant.

"Also...... It doesn't cost much, five or two hundred silver beads, and that's it. ”

The owner of the trafficker originally planned to offer five hundred silver beads, but in the end he suppressed his greed, afraid that he would not have the life to spend it.

Two hundred silver beads, for ordinary people, is tantamount to a sky-high price.

But for dignitaries and nobles, it is nothing at all.

Zi Qianmo frowned.

Only two hundred?

Is this kid worth the price?

Inexplicably, Zi Qianmo was a little angry, feeling that this price was an insult to this child by the trafficker boss.

This kid should be priceless!

"One hundred silver beads! A hundred silver beads is enough! As soon as the trafficker boss saw Zi Qianmo frowning and releasing a terrifying murderous aura, the whole person was not good, and he changed his words again in fright, "As long as it is a hundred, the girl can take him home!" It's true...... It really can't be less. ”

One hundred, it's just just not to lose money.

The trafficker bosses are all about to cry.

I thought that this stunning girl should agree now, but who would have thought that this girl was even more angry, her brows furrowed deeper, and the murderous aura in her eyes had almost materialized and overflowed.

Only a hundred silver beads?

This damn trafficker boss!

Kill a thousand knives!

"It's 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 boss, "This little boy with golden eyes, my seventh lady will take it away." ”

As he spoke, he grabbed Zi Qianmo's arm with one hand, and clasped the wrist of the golden-eyed boy with the other hand, pulling the two of them away together.

I didn't stop until I was hundreds of meters away.

Entered a teahouse.

I asked for a private room.

Qian Jue pressed His Royal Highness the Demon King on the chair, and secretly breathed a sigh of relief in his heart, and said, "Your Highness, you don't have to be as knowledgeable as that kind of miscellaneous. Traffickers are inhumane. ”

Qian Jue knew very well that His Royal Highness the Demon King was angry.

It doesn't matter what the reason for the anger is.

The important thing is how to make His Royal Highness the Demon King dissipate.

Therefore, in the end, Qian Jue took it upon himself to buy the little boy with golden eyes, also to please His Royal Highness the Demon King.