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"Bang!"

Before Lord Chihuo was finished, Princess Chifu slapped on the other side of the forehead.

"Oh hey!"

Lord Chihuo took a deep breath in pain, and immediately said depressedly, "I am discussing life with the boss, why are you hitting me?"

It would be fine if Chihuo didn't argue, but the more he tried to argue, the more angry the princess, the more angry she would be.

In her eyes, Wang Yan is her destiny choice, and there is only one wedding process between the two. This Chihuo is fine. It doesn’t help her increase her relationship with Wang Yan, but she even encouraged Wang Yan to find a mistress in front of her? Isn’t this just looking for death nakedly?

She raped the princess and didn't stab him with a knife, even if she had a good temper.

"What do you mean to discuss life? Are you still embarrassed to discuss life? Thinking about beautiful female slaves all day long, that's life?"

Princess Chifu was so angry that she pinched her slender waist and said to her coldly, "I tell you, don't take my Lord Demon Flame apart. If you have any excellent qualities of Lord Demon Flame, no matter how bad you are, you will not be like this."

"I, I... Why did I take the boss out of my way? I..." Lord Chihuo was scolded and stuttered, "I tell you, don't have personal attacks. I, Chihuo, still has many advantages, such as..."

"Advantages? Hoho, I'm gonna!"

"You, you, are you still scolding me?"

"What's wrong? You're just asking for scolding!"

“I I I I I…”

Although Princess Chifu is usually charming and charming in front of Wang Yan, she looks gentle and virtuous as a lady from a wealthy family, in fact, her lady has a very bad temper on weekdays.

At present, Chi Huo always encourages Wang Yan to find a mistress and open a harem again and again. How could she, the princess who considers herself to be Wang Yan's palace, bear it?

Now, it's light.

"Haha." The chief appraiser of the black market, Zoe Green Claw, couldn't help but laugh when he saw this group of high-ranking figures that could still be so lively.

Wang Yan couldn't help but turn his eyes to look at her, and the appraiser Zoe immediately bowed his head to apologize.

"It doesn't matter, relax." Wang Yan waved his hand and signaled that the other party not to be too reserved.

This guide from the black market has been very standardized until now. Although he is impeccable in all aspects, he can clearly feel that she is for survival and complying with the rules of this society, and has a bit of depression in her eyes.

"Do you think the limit of that human female slave has reached?" Wang Yan pointed at Lydia who was slumped on the ground below, and asked the appraiser Zoe casually.

"Return to Lord Demonic Flame, I think... it should have reached its limit." The appraiser Zoe did not dare to say much, but just thought for a while and honestly told his speculation.

Speaking of the following human female slave, it is really beyond people's expectations.

Almost every time she fought, she looked shocked and exhausted, but she was sarcastic by the Lord Demon Flame beside her. After a while, she was able to stand up again and continue to defeat her opponent.

As a result, no one can be sure whether Lydia is really not good enough, or can she persevere again?

"I think so too, it should be almost the same." Wang Yan nodded thoughtfully, as if he had agreed to Zoe's answer.

Seeing that Wang Yan stopped talking, the appraiser Zoe didn't dare to talk too much, and quickly stood by the side respectfully.

However, she has been struggling in this society until now, and instinctively felt that the Demon Flame Lord in front of her was definitely not as simple as an ordinary Demon Prince's descendant.

This Demon Flame has the noble temperament of a son of a Demon King, but it does not have the exaggeration and arrogance of other Demon Kings sons. On the contrary, the Demon Flame Lord in front of her was not angry but powerful, low-key and restrained, but in the quiet and gentle manner, it seemed that he could take everything in his own hands.

This kind of courage to take weight is something Zoe has never met in his life. She is sure that this Demon Flame Lord will definitely become an amazing figure in the future.

Thinking of this, the appraiser Zoe couldn't help but look a little more admiration in his eyes.

"Crazy!"

A total of seven large bags and 12,600 gold coins were all collected by Lord Chihuo.

Wang Yan bets on Lydia in the arena, but he has never been able to handle it since the beginning. Every time he earned, he did not keep a penny of the money and bet on Lydia.

From the first game, I bet two hundred, earned two hundred, and then I bet four hundred in the second game. Later, I earned four hundred, and then I bet all the bets for the third time, and so on. Until the sixth game, the bet amount had reached 6,400 gold coins, and there was only one rich man with the gray fin fishman, and there was still capital to follow.

This old man thought he had waited for a good time and was about to make a big profit. The ending was unexpected again. The human female slave won the victory again, and Wang Yan made a big profit of 6,400 gold coins.

The old man not only lost 6,400 gold coins, but also died of the precious gray-finned fishman gladiator. At this moment, the man had fainted in the stands and was dragged and pulled out of the venue by several panicked subordinates.

At this time, there were seven large pockets, with large mouths, and all of them were filled with golden and attractive gold coins.

Six of them had two thousand gold coins in each bag, and the remaining one was only filled with six hundred pieces.

A total of 12,600 gold coins were placed on the edge of the stands, and they looked like a beautiful girl in exposed clothes, deeply attracted people's attention.

In the stands around, the onlookers looked straight, and they were breathing in a cold air, and their hearts were beating wildly.

"One, 12,600 gold coins! This is a huge sum of money that I will never make in my life!"

"If it is converted into magic crystal coins used by the top nobles, it will be more than four!"

"My God... I don't mention 12,600 gold coins, even 1,200, I can't make any money..."

The onlookers in the stands around were full of surprise and talked continuously.

This amount of money may be just ordinary pocket money for Princess Chifu, but for most of the onlookers, it is an unimaginable huge sum of money. Some of the ordinary residents who are watching have never seen so much money when they grow up.

The scene became lively again due to the huge amount of money.

However, in the arena, Delia could no longer pay attention to so much, and the voices from the outside seemed to have nothing to do with her.

At this time, she was limp and her head was empty. The only thing she wanted to do was to rest for a while, not care about anything, and not ask anything.

As a magician who can kill people with gold coins and stab his opponents with harps, she feels that she is the only one on earth.

Although this series of battles was extremely thrilling and made her feel very tired, she felt very happy to win. She was able to win one tough battle after another with her own ability.

She understood that she had already understood how to fight. Although these insights were still very simple at present, as long as she was given time to digest and think, there would be breakthroughs and changes soon.

But at this moment, a scene that made her feel terrifying happened.
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