Chapter 211: The princess arrives

Seeing that the atmosphere of the scene was a little more relaxed, the stone shopkeeper secretly breathed a sigh of relief, he secretly looked at the hour, and found that the time had come, so he hurriedly calmed down his mind and said in a lengthened voice: "Now, I announce that the Treasure Appreciation Festival of the Ultimate Duel between Shenzang Stone Workshop, Master Seven Nights and Master Mo has officially begun!"

The crowd sighed for a long time!

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Qiye put down the teacup and was about to get up and walk into the arena, when he heard a rough voice at the gate shouting: "Gong-Lord-Driver-to-!"

"The princess has arrived?"

"Where did the princess come from?"

The crowd turned back.

However, half a pillar of incense had passed, and no princess had come in.

"What princess, such a?" someone muttered.

"Could it be the number one in the building outside the building, Princess Qingyun?" someone laughed quietly.

"Huh?"

That Huangpu Xuan frowned when he heard this, turned his head to look at the young man in the power suit beside him, and his face was also full of big questions.

"Be bold and make a fool of the people, the princess arrives, and she doesn't kneel down to greet her!"

At this moment, with a roar out of thin air, the crowd that surrounded them made way one after another.

Da-da-da, da-da!

A middle-aged man in black with a proud face, his hands behind his back, walked first.

Behind, followed by eight tall and strong men with cross-body waist swords, all of them looking fierce and vicious.

After the eight strong men walked briskly into the courtyard, they quickly stood on both sides, one by one, with their heads held high, without squinting.

"Could it really be Her Royal Highness the Princess?" Huangpu Xuan muttered in a low voice, and then looked at the entrance.

After taking a closer look, Wukong found that the middle-aged man in black was the person he was inexplicably whipped at the gate of Julu City the day before yesterday.

At this time, the middle-aged man in black had already walked in front of the stone shopkeeper, stood still, his eyes looked around, his eyes swept over Wukong and others, and when he saw Wukong, he frowned and snorted slightly.

"Hmph, a stinky Taoist priest?"

He snorted coldly, turned and sat down in his chair.

Wukong looked carefully and didn't make a sound, this kind of minion, he disdained it.

The stone shopkeeper had already greeted him, and said with a smile: "It turned out that Lord Wei was here, and the gods are really shining!"

Wukong immediately looked at this stone shopkeeper a little impressed, it seems that this guy is not all perfunctory and afraid of power.

Many people look sideways, but there are also many who dismiss.

The princess and prince of this earthly realm, most immortal cultivators don't value it much.

They are not greedy for riches or powers, nor are they attached to power.

In troubled times, large and small countries are tilting against each other, and all living beings cannot live and die by themselves, many people cultivate immortals and worship gods, burn incense and worship Buddha, inside and outside the imperial city, and the lord of a country is no exception.

Those who cultivate immortals know how to cast spells, and their natural status is more respectful.

In most countries, with the prevalence of cultivating immortals, they pay special attention to longevity and respect, and respect those who cultivate immortals and participate in the Tao.

In addition, many countries have secretly recruited and cultivated people who know how to cultivate immortal spells, or as VIPs, or as national teachers, and their status is unparalleled for a while.

Although most immortal cultivators disdain or are unwilling to rely on the state power, they have to deny that as a state machine, they do have advantages that ordinary people cannot match, such as wealth and treasures, such as human resources, and even providing the best cultivation ground, cultivation methods, and so on. Therefore, there are also many cultivators who take advantage of this to cling to the state power and are willing to act as pawns of the government.

But most cultivators, in their eyes, did not take the official pawns in their eyes.

"The princess has arrived!" a voice suddenly shouted, drawing everyone's attention once more.

"Really coming?"

I heard a noise at the door, and a petite figure kicked small steps, and gradually appeared in front of everyone.

Lord Nawei had already gotten up at this time and walked outside to greet him.

As for the Huangpu Xuan and the young man in the strong suit, for some reason at this time, they actually hid behind the crowd.

Everyone looked closely, and saw a little Lori about ten years old, wearing a pink long dress, with a face like a jade, thin eyebrows and big eyes, and a bow tied on her head, walking proudly without squinting.

In the back, there were also eight tall and strong men, all of whom were equally powerful, fierce and vicious.

"Sure enough, if there is a servant, there must be a master!" Wukong said secretly: "Look at the middle-aged man in black and this proud little princess behaving in a way, it is really carved out of a mold!"

"Hehe, this little Lori, it's quite Peugeot!" Zhu Dashao couldn't help but wipe his saliva.

"It's just a little princess, and the formation is so big!" someone sneered.

The rest of the people were silent.

But there are also many rich officials in Julu City, and when they saw that the little princess had really arrived, they hurriedly greeted them, and they knelt down and laughed at each other, which really confused the boss for a while.

Someone in front of the little Lori opened the way, followed by several people, and walked in unimpeded all the way.

She looked at everyone and found that thousands of eyes were on her, and she couldn't help but be very proud in her heart.

"Hmph!" she glanced at it inadvertently, but found that in the crowd on both sides, there was only one Taoist priest with his nostrils facing the sky, not squinting, and not looking at her, which made her very unhappy.

"Bold... She rubbed her nose and was about to open her mouth to scold, but suddenly she stumbled under her feet, and with a bang, she fell firmly on the front.

"Ahh

What is this for?

Why did you lie down?

It turned out that the little princess was arrogant on her toes, but she accidentally stepped on the hem of her slightly longer skirt, and she didn't have time to react in a hurry, and fell with a poof.

This fall was very abrupt, and the fall was really enough, and the little princess was also confused by the fall, and she forgot the pain for a while.

"Your Royal Highness Princess!" the eight men looked at each other, their faces turned pale in an instant, and after reacting, they rushed forward to help.

"Go away!"

Struggling hard, the little Lori shook off the support of the subordinates, staggered up, she turned her head to look at everyone, and suddenly burst into tears.

The middle-aged man in black made a tiger leap and quickly came to the front of Xiao Lori, he knelt on one knee, his face was pale, "My subordinates are late to save the car, and I hope that Her Royal Highness the princess will forgive her sins!"

"I don't care, I don't care!"

The little Lori opened her teeth and claws, and her crying suddenly stopped.

She pointed at Wukong with her hand and said angrily: "It's all that guy, he didn't even look at me and caused me to fall!"

"Huh?" The middle-aged man in black was also a little stunned, "I fell this way, how did I have anything to do with that Taoist priest?"

When Xiao Lori saw that everyone was in a daze, she was immediately annoyed, "A bunch of idiots, what are you doing in a daze, throw him out for me and tear him up!"

"Huh?"

Wukong was also speechless, "This self stepped on his skirt and fell, why did he pull himself?"

He frowned, and was about to open his mouth to refute, but saw that the middle-aged man in black had already walked over with a murderous aura.