When Xu Zhao opened her eyes again, she found that she was in a carriage, and the carriage was bumpy, and she quickly looked around, this carriage was a European-style carriage, the kind that was half-open, and there were four or five people in medieval skirts standing beside her.

The exciting thing is that there are men and women in this skirt.

She quickly glanced at the game panel in her consciousness again, and the eight words on it prompted: Please get the favor of the prince.

Prince?

Is this a copy of a fairy tale?

"Damn, what the hell is this?" A male player tugged at his skirt, his rough and dark face full of shock.

In this carriage, there were four people, two men and two women, all four of them were wearing similar dresses, their hair did not change, the women's long hair, the men's short hair, all Asian faces.

"Can anyone tell me why men wear skirts!" The rough man wailed again.

"Players?" Another woman in the car asked.

The rough man nodded, "Say anything to get the favor of the prince, favor it, what do you do with me in a skirt, there is something wrong." ”

After he finished speaking, he couldn't help but pull his skirt again, looking like he was about to be driven crazy by the skirt.

On the other hand, another person of the same gender as him was very calm, as if he didn't see his dress.

As he spoke, there was a commotion in front of him.

The carriage drove into a city gate, and the roadside was full of people, some waving their hands, others shouting something.

Xu Zhao saw that there were two carriages in front of him, and there were also two or three in the back.

As I got closer, I finally heard what those people were shouting.

"Oh my god, these Cinderellas are so fucking ugly."

"What the hell, where did you find the crooked melon and cracked dates."

"You guys are really, they all say it's Cinderella, it's definitely not good-looking if you're not dressed up, but it's going to look good when you dress up."

"It's not important what you look like, what matters is the beauty of your soul, don't be like this."

"That's a nice thing to say, or you choose these people as your wives."

"Oh, forget it, I didn't say it just now."

Listening to the words of those people, the rough man's face was particularly ugly, and he asked the other three people in the car, "The Cinderella they say can't be us, right?" ”

Xu Zhao nodded.

The middle-aged female player on the opposite side also nodded, "Obviously, otherwise they would be staring at what we were doing." ”

The rough man obviously can't accept such a character, "his Lao Tzu, Lao Tzu is purely a gentleman." ”

The middle-aged woman glanced at him with disdain, but didn't answer his words, as if she thought that this person was brainless and had a disgusting stupidity when talking to him, she leaned closer to Xu Zhao and said, "Do you think the crowd is a little different?" ”

Xu Zhao has a good ear, she can hear more people discussing, in addition to talking about Cinderella's bad looks, there is also the hope that Cinderella can help the prince.

This "help" is not like an aid in life, but like a life-saving kind, because the tone of the masses carried a worry in Xu Zhao's ears.

Also, these people, although some people are saying, don't care about the appearance of the Cinderellas, but look at the inside of the Cinderellas, but their eyes are flashing red, with a malice, malice towards Cinderella.

This is what makes individual players feel that something is wrong with these masses.

The horses continued to drive, and strangely enough, there was no driver in the cart, and the horses were walking on their own, as if they had an independent consciousness, and knew where to send the Cinderellas.

Xu Zhao asked the female player, "What's the difference?" ”

The strangeness she found wasn't necessarily the same as that of others.

If someone wants to get information from her, it's best to give her the information first.

Female gamer: "Don't look down on us." ”

Xu Zhao nodded, "Yes." ”

This female player said the same as not saying it, those people said that Cinderella was ugly, as long as the players with no ear problems knew that these people were not optimistic about the players.

At this point, the rough man finally realized that something was wrong, and he exclaimed, "We male players won't appear as women in this dungeon, right?" Now you are about to choose a concubine for the prince? ”

When he said this, his face felt like he had eaten a fly.

The face of the male player standing next to him also cracked.

All three acquiesced to his claims.

Obvious, isn't it?

There is also the case that people may be competitors to each other.

If the prince only chooses one concubine, then he will have to kill all the other players.

When Xu Zhao thought of this, he felt a little toothache.

These carriages are not a small number.

As he was talking, someone in a carriage in front of him raised his hand to greet the crowd, attracting the attention of the crowd to look at the carriage.

"Behold, the Cinderella of that carriage is so lively, and I like lively girls."

"Hey, what's your name?"

"Cute girl, what's your name?"

A crowd shouted at Cinderella in the carriage.

The four people in Xu Zhao's car all saw that the lively Cinderella in front of him was a male player, and he still had a beard on his face......

Rough man: "I'll go, it's so fierce!" ”

The bearded man in front of him replied to the crowd, "My name is Gao Dali, you can call me Dali girl." ”

Crowd: "Mighty girl, Mighty girl!" What are your strengths? ”

Gao Dali: "I can sing, do you want to sing one for you?" ”

Crowd: "No, we're going to watch the dance." ”

Gao Dali said briskly: "Yes." ”

With that, he twisted up in the carriage.

It's a spicy picture.

Even the indifferent female player next to Xu Zhao couldn't help twitching the corners of her mouth.

The rough man couldn't bear to look at it directly, but he couldn't help but scold: "What is that hair loss, making it so difficult." ”

Xu Zhao observed the reactions of the crowd, who seemed to like the lively Cinderella very much, but they had high requirements for the lively Cinderella.

At this time, Gao Da vigorously twisted up, and he looked like he had never learned to dance, and he didn't look good at all when he twisted, and the masses were unhappy.

They all said: "My God, this is also called dancing, and my three-year-old daughter also dances better than you." ”

"Please stop at once and don't pollute our eyes."

Gao Dali saw that the crowd was unhappy, so he had to stop, and asked with a smile: "What do you want to see?" ”

A crowd shouted, "Pole dancing!" ”

The rough man gloated, "Look at what to do with that lost hair." ”

Gao vigorously grabbed the pipe on the side of the carriage and twisted it.

This looks even hotter than the one just now.

But the crowd did not stop, but shouted at him to continue, and followed his carriage and encouraged him.

Gao Dali had a smile on his face and danced harder and harder.

A crowd shouted, "Lift up your skirt!" ”

The rough man said sourly: "I still lift up my skirt, and I won't kill you if I show my leg hair later!" ”

Xu Zhao felt that the malice of the masses had increased.