Zhang Lian was still leisurely, looking at the bills of this little man, and threw herself into the eyes of money.

A gentle breeze picked up in the yard, and the lush leaves of the trees swayed. Raising Zhang Lian's hairpins that were curled up by the hosta, he lowered his head slightly and immersed himself in reckoning.

"Shizi, 20,000 taels of gold, plus Mochizuki Tower will accompany you for half a day, and Mingxiang will take credit for the succession of the son."

When he spoke, Zhang Lian's hand was still calculating. Calculate on the toggle. Then he raised his head, extremely serious and brazen, and was openly slandered.

"Count it as a whole, Mingxiang's deed of sale is a free gift, and the total amount is 50,000 gold."

Mingxiang is given away for free?

Zhang Lian said a series of words without panting, not only did she not satirize Mingxiang thoroughly. also gave face to this reckless young man.

That son of the world finally couldn't hold his breath, and looked at Zhang Lian with a serious face indignantly.

"Although there is no shortage of 50,000 taels of gold in my Shizi's Mansion, Wangyuelou is blatantly slandering. But openly provoked the royal majesty.

Zhang Lian's eyes were half-squinted, and the smile on her face disappeared instantly. stared coldly at the two people opposite, surrounded by a chill that was not easy to get close to.

This boss Zhang has been working in northern Chu for more than ten years, and he grew up in the courtyard since he was a child.

A hereditary family that has lost its power in the air also dares to pretend to be royal.

Zhang Lian smiled coldly, raised her wide sleeved robe, and slammed the old wooden abacus to Mingxiang's feet.

There was a clattering sound of the abacus shattering, and the abacus beads fell to the ground in pieces. The sound of ping-pong bells swayed in the air.

"I still want to repay my debts in Mochizuki Tower! Royal? The royal doesn't have such a thing. ”

The little Shizi's eyes were scarlet angrily, and he stared straight at Zhang Lian.

Su Mu looked at the dignified son who lost his temper contemptuously. I was thinking about what I could do to help Zhang Lian.

The locked door was pushed open, and the people who came, dressed in silver-gray armor, sweat beads on their wheat-colored skin, shimmered in the scorching sun. With a compelling murderous aura, he was in the field when people included Su Mudeng.

Suddenly, the entire narrow courtyard felt extremely oppressive.

Su Mu was stunned for a short time, and finally reacted. It's the man who was with Zhang Lian in the slave beast field!

Before he could react, the man went against the sun and walked directly to Zhang Lian. Most of Zhang Lian's figure was covered by him, and from Su Mu's point of view, it seemed that he was being held in his arms.

Su Mu looked at himself in a daze, his eyes were wooden, he frowned, looked at this reversal in a daze, narrowed his eyes, and hid behind him vigilantly.

She knew from the Colosse that the general seemed to be extremely tired of herself. Su Mu thought that it was better not to provoke right and wrong.

Zhang Lian was also taken aback, looking at the man in front of him.

Chu Yunhe stood beside Zhang Lian, turned around and glanced at the two of them, as if he felt disgusted even looking at them.

His eyes were calm and sharp, with the ultimate deterrent. He didn't say anything, and it was suffocating to stand violently.

Without waiting for a reaction, he directly hammered his fist to the nearby wooden table, and instantly scattered.

Frightened, Mingxiang stumbled and fell to the ground, a tear stuck in her eyes, and she didn't dare to fall.

That Shizi was even more frightened, and even his steps were soft and trembling, so he was afraid that he didn't kneel on the ground!

"Chu... General Chu. ”

Xiao Shizi bowed and saluted, his head pressed very low, and even his hair trembled slightly.

Chu Yunhe didn't speak, he kept this action. Fine sweat ran down his hair and fell on his clothes, and he didn't dare to move for a moment, as if someone had made a spell.

Chu Yunhe snorted contemptuously, and his hand that had held a gun for many years pressed almost brutely on the shoulder of the prince.

"The prince thinks that this Moon Tower is easy to bully, or thinks that General Ben is a kind person who does not help his relatives in the gang.