But no, now her slave owner's pocket should be quite big.

"Oh, I see, did Your Highness promise you to arrange for all these slaves who can be sold for money to farm? Besides, there is a great drought in this world, and they deserve to starve to death those untouchables, what is the matter with their life and death? Why did you cut off Your Highness's wealth? ”

"Yes, yes, the small ones will arrange for some people to take all the slaves and sell them for money, and the small ones will do it."

"That's right, what His Highness wants to see is flowing silver, oh, by the way, since the crops in that field are ripe, then you will arrange some people to collect those crops and put them in storage, and the people in the palace of Your Highness are still waiting for the bamboo food to be put into the pot, as for those slaves, half of them are caught and sold, and the remaining half is kept for farming."

"Yes, yes, let's do it for the small ones." After another series of flattery, the county lord stood up tremblingly and withdrew.

Le Ling, who was silently kneeling on the side, also saluted Luo Xue and planned to follow the footsteps of the county lord and leave.

"You, stop."

Hearing this, Le Ling stopped.

"Did Your Highness say you could leave?"

"Yes, Your Highness Princess."

"You come to tell Your Highness, how did you get this neon dress?"

"This neon dress?" After Luo Xue's reminder, Le Ling fixed her eyes on her own neon dress, but no, how could she be careless when she entered this palace, and she didn't know how to hide this neon dress, but now it's good, this neon dress shouldn't cause trouble for herself.

"This, this neon dress is practiced diligently and hard every day by the slave maid, and those Diao people in this Dan City are not easy to manage, no, how can you deal with those Diao people without a vicious and tough technique, so, so it becomes better to practice this neon dress, but compared with Your Highness, it is still not comparable."

"Bold. Your Highness's neon dress is also something you dare to compare with you? As Le Ling's words fell, a maid on the side shouted, which scared Le Ling a lot.

"Yes, the slave and the maid are wrong, the slave and the maid don't dare, and the slave and the maid don't dare to compare anymore." Le Ling suddenly nodded again, and he didn't pay for it.

"It seems that you still have self-knowledge, knowing that this neon dress is nothing in front of His Highness, so go down and help the dog slave collect the crops outside the city."

"Yes, yes, the slave and maid will go, this will go, Her Royal Highness the princess." After losing face, Leling went out of the palace.

After walking out for a long time, Le Ling spit out that mouthful of spit in the direction of the palace, and slapped himself a few times, seeing if this mouth could still look like a slave, and it could be more lowly.

Of course, those slaps were not very painful, but they also made Le Ling regret it, how could she reluctantly slap her face!

Le Ling, who left the palace, came to the south of the city non-stop to gather people, and began to arrange for the people there to be transferred to a safe place overnight, along with those bamboo foods.

It's a pity that in the face of the towering city walls and those patrolling soldiers in this Dan City, they have no way out after losing their spiritual power, so when the second day is bright, the iron hooves in the Dan City will come one after another.

In the low wooden house outside the south of the city, the bamboo food that has been harvested has been robbed, and the civilians have been caught, robbed, and killed, looking at all this in front of her, Le Ling's heart is as uncomfortable as a knife, and now this is a prosperous scene in Dancheng, but her hard work in the past two years has been trampled on like this, how can she, Luo Xue, as the princess of the Phoenix Kingdom, treat her people like this, doesn't she know that everything she has comes from the hands of these inconspicuous untouchables who are called cheap people in her mouth?

What is the noble princess of the Phoenix Country, what is the nobles of the Phoenix Country, I bah! Does she deserve it? Is she worthy of being the princess of the Phoenix Kingdom, and is she worthy of the support, respect, and love of these people of the Phoenix Kingdom?

Anger burned in his chest, and a large number of warriors had gathered in a house in a slave market, one by one, full of righteous indignation and blood.

"Blood does not shed tears, now, there is inevitably a fight, are you ready?"

"Ready."

"Okay, let's go."

The door of the house was slammed open, and tall horses rushed out of the door towards the south of the city.

The war horses roared on the fields south of the city, the sword light and sword shadow, the blood and light splashed, the spiritual power swept, the sword originally used to deal with the foreign enemy slashed at the defenseless phoenix clan, the incomparably miserable screams resounded in this land, this fierce battle lasted from early morning until the sun set, the moon disappeared, and it was stopped when a cold dawn came.

The sky was gray, the four fields were shrouded in sorrow, in the remnants of the firelight, the corpses were all over the field, the mourning was full, the eyes were full of devastation, and the bloodstained Leling stood there exhausted, tears rolling down his eyes.

The palace in Dancheng still stands majestically there without hurting a single penny, and the south of the city has long been full of holes and ruins.

What should she do with Leling, what should these defenseless Phoenix people do? Who will avenge these innocent and dead Phoenix people? Where should she go to move the rescuers, thinking that the whole Dancheng is prostrate at her Luo Xue's feet, what should she do, what should she do!

Tears of blood spread in the chest.

"Is anyone still alive? Is anyone still alive? Is anyone alive?! Le Ling, who had ripped his throat, shouted at the corpses all over the mountains, and his voice echoed for a long time over the empty south of the city, pale and weak.

What to do! What to do! What to do with all this!!

"Your Excellency." In the cold gray morning light, Ping'er, who was covered in blood, staggered to Leling's side with pale faces, his face couldn't tell whether it was sweat or tears, and with this voice, the head manager, his legs bent and knelt in front of Leling, and two lines of hot tears slipped from Ping'er's eyes.

"Ping'er doesn't kneel, Ping'er is good, Ping'er doesn't cry."

"Yes, Ping'er doesn't cry, Ping'er only bleeds and doesn't shed tears." In the land south of the city, the two hugged their heads and cried.

"What are we going to do, Lord Sir? Everything in the south of the city is ruined and gone. "From the mountains of corpses crawled out several men covered in blood and wounded.

"yes, what to do? What to do? Tietou, Yan Lie, you leave here with Ping'er, the sooner the better, the farther you go, the better, and never come back. ”

"No, the iron head will not leave, and the iron head will follow the chief manager to the death for the rest of his life."

"Yes, we won't go, we'll follow the steward to the death."

"Go, go, if you don't go, you won't be able to go."