The eighth prince then glanced at the hundred miles of majesty that had been standing in place, playing with his fingers.

"So obese, this king really doesn't know what you can do in this life!"

He shook his head and sneered at the dignity of the hundred-mile fat man.

"Huh?"

"What do you mean, Lord Wang?"

Baili Xiongfeng raised his head sharply and asked with the flesh of his cheeks.

Although these eight princes are awesome, they say so about him.

The fat man was immediately unwilling.

What's wrong with his fatness, did he eat his royal rice, or did he press his daughter?

This fuck, it's just an old mad dog, catch whoever bites.

"What do you mean?" The Eighth Prince sneered: "The three people here are the most unbearable for you, look at what kind of fun you are carrying!"

"Lord Wang, you don't want to listen to what you say!" The fat man's face darkened, and his voice immediately raised a few tones: "With the money you earn, you can bring it as much as you like, what's your business!"

Then, he muttered in a low voice: "What a dog with a mouse, nosy!"

"Huh, how much money do you earn?"

"Come, tell this king, how much money can you earn a month?"

"Say you're for your good, and dare to die with a hard duck's mouth!"

The eighth prince flicked his sleeves and stood in front of Baili Xiongfeng and looked at him.

At this time, Baili Xiongfeng was slightly stunned, and his two eyes were swollen and swollen.

Suddenly, he was asked by the eighth prince.

He found that he really didn't know how much money he was making in a month.

The big fat man immediately snapped his fingers and counted anxiously.

In the end, it may be confused, so I simply estimated a more conservative number.

stretched out a hand to the eighth prince and shook it, and said, "It's almost fifty!"

"Hahaha, fifty taels?" the eighth prince chuckled, and the majesty on his face was completely gone.

All that remains is endless ridicule.

"Phew, isn't that swearing?"

"There are more than so many beggars rewarded by the master!"

"It's five billion taels!"

Baili Xiongfeng's eyes widened hard, and he said angrily.

He found that this prince was too capable of being cold, and he actually said that he could only earn fifty taels a month.

It's so infuriating.

Burst!

The prince squirted out a sip of tea.

Ahem!ahem!ahem!

Then, covering his mouth, he kept coughing: "Okay, okay, okay, let's stop here today." ”

"This king doesn't have the heart to laugh with you gentlemen anymore!"

"Who the fuck, kidding you!" The hundred-mile fat man was so angry that he even burst out with foul language: "From next month onwards, your pills from the Moon Worship Empire should find another place!"

"This firm is no longer doing your business!"

"Also, return the 800 million taels of silver owed to Lao Tzu!"

The fat man was furious, this fucking hurt his self-esteem.

No matter which empire he goes to, the princes and nobles who receive him are all polite.

However, this damn moon worship empire doesn't take him seriously.

He insulted him again and again.

How can he endure this?

He is not as strong as Mo Yuchen, and he can do it when he is angry.

However, he was angry and could pick a son not to do business with any family, and he could even ask for accounts.

At this moment, if the eighth prince can't hear what he means, then he can also go and buy a piece of tofu and die!

"You're a hundred miles of hero!" he asked, surprised.

I thought back to the words of the fat man who was a hundred miles away.

In the end, I secretly screamed badly, I'm afraid this person is really the hundred-mile shopkeeper who is rumored outside.

Otherwise, how can it be so clear that Baiyue owes 800 million pills.

"Hmph!" Baili Xiongfeng snorted coldly, and he didn't want to deal with him.

"Hahaha...... Isn't this the shopkeeper of a hundred miles, this king is joking with you!"

The eighth prince snorted and desperately wanted to round this scene.

Immediately, he looked at Mo Yuchen and shouted, "Mo boy, don't hurry up and set up a stool for the shopkeeper of Baili!"

In the tone and attitude, endless resentment is revealed.

He attributed all his faults to Mo Yuchen, if it weren't for this kid, he wouldn't have made such a big appearance.

However, now is no longer the time to regret it, nor is it the time to blame anyone.

What he wants most now is to appease the dead fat man in front of him.

Now, he has tried the sweetness of the elixir, and the strength of the officers and men in the army has improved a lot.

Recently, the war between the Moon Worship Empire and the Huayue Empire has been truly invincible.

If at this time, the fat man went crazy and cut off his elixir, he would not even have a place to cry.

"Oh, you're afraid of him, not me?"

When Mo Yuchen heard this, he was not angry, but asked with interest.

"Don't be verbose, hurry up!"

The eighth prince urged impatiently.

On the other hand, he hurriedly ordered someone to make a cup for Baili Xiongfeng, a good tea that he usually drinks privately.

"Eighth Prince, hum!"

Mo Yuchen shook his head, pulled the little princess, turned his head and left.

Before leaving, he said to the fat man: "For the sake of my little princess!"

"The price of the pill has increased tenfold!"

Then, he said hello to Father Lin and Yue Jingtian, and left with the little princess first.

"Okay, Lord Wang, don't make tea!"

"In the future, if you still want this elixir, the price will be increased tenfold, and if you don't want it, you will pull it down!"

Baili Xiongfeng didn't drink tea anymore, and was ready to follow Mo Yuchen.

It's really not interesting to stay here.

With the idiot of the Eighth Prince, he really can't talk about it.

"Don't, this king will call you a few top-notch young officials to lower the fire for you!"

"Hahaha......"

The eighth prince stopped the hundred miles of majestic wind, and he was so anxious that he was sweating profusely.

If it was really as Baili Xiongfeng said, the price would increase tenfold, then the Moon Empire would not be able to afford such a huge cost no matter what.

It's no different from not selling his elixir.

"Hey, I'll tell you the truth, lord!"

"I'm just a part-time worker, I can't be the master!"

"Those who can call the shots are angry with you. ”

"It's useless for you to talk about breaking the sky here, see you later!"

Baili Xiongfeng had an expression of hatred on his face, and said helplessly.

Then he turned around and left, thinking that it was more interesting to go to Mo Yuchen.

Such an occasion is not interesting.

ignored the Eighth Prince, who was standing in place, dumbfounded.

At this time, I saw that the people were almost gone.

Yue Jingtian finally couldn't hold it back, and scolded angrily at the eighth prince: "Little Eight, Little Eight, I think you are going back more and more as you live." ”

"The comfort of the past few years has completely wiped out your wisdom, stability and modesty. ”

"I'm so scared for you!"

The eighth prince was reprimanded by the moon shocking and embarrassed, but he was very unconvinced: "Why are you panicking for me, what's wrong with me." ”

"What's wrong!" Moon Terror gasped: "Do you know that your proud achievements are not even a fart in people's hearts!"

At this time, the moon shocked the sky and said this, and it was Father Lin's turn not to understand.

The exploits of these eight princes are widely respected in the Moon Worship Empire.

Why is it that when it comes to his nephew's heart, he becomes a fart.

He immediately asked, "Senior Yue, what are you talking about?"