The almighty princess is beautiful and sassy

Chapter 1234

When the group of greedy people came back from the resurrection point, they almost cried out when they saw themselves lying naked in the forest with nothing.

Being robbed instead of being robbed is simply the best portrayal of them.

When Leng Shangyu returned to Xinsheng Square in Huancheng with a bunch of spoils in his arms, Luo Qingyin was still in jail.

Zi Yunchen has been released from prison, but in order to accompany Luo Qingyin, he put himself in a light prison, and still sits beside her to chat, play cards or practice with her.

His Royal Highness, Prince Rui, is the ruler of Baixiaomen, and Baixiaomen occupies the first place in the list of sect strength and wealth in the fantasy world, and he also occupies the first place in the list of personal strength and personal wealth. He is a well-deserved leader in the fantasy world. The number one god!

After he was imprisoned with Luo Qingyin, countless people flocked to watch this great god up close, so much so that the Xinsheng Square was full of people, as if some important party was being held.

Luo Qingyin and Ziyunchen's lights were stuck together, and they were surrounded by three circles inside and three circles outside.

Leng Shangyu almost thought that she had gone to the wrong place.

Squeezing into the crowd, Leng Shangyu gave Zi Yunchen a disdainful look, walked to the other side of Luo Qingyin and sat down, happily said: "Sister, I made money."

Luo Qingyin opened her eyes from meditation, her eyes fell on his spoils, thinking that he just earned so much, she said with a smile: "Going to rob?"

"Yeah, they are so weak." Leng Shangyu carried out the robbery for the first time on her own, and found that it was extremely smooth, and the smile on her face was as beautiful as a flower, "But, what should I do with these things?"

This Luo Qingyin is good at: "Setting up a street stall."

Seeing his bewildered face, Luo Qingyin tapped on the light prison in the direction of Ziyunchen, "Senior brother, why don't you set up a street stall with Leng Shangyu?"

Zi Yunchen blinked.

The majestic No. [-] god in the fantasy world is going to be reduced to the point where he sells his stolen goods?

However, he likes it.

Under Luo Qingyin's order, Leng Shangyu chose a black robe from the spoils and spread it on the floor, cut off the sleeves and front, leaving only a piece of square cloth, and Ziyunchen folded the clothes from the spoils one by one It's better to put it in the place later on.

Rings, weapons, camouflage masks, etc. are placed on the front of the clothes.

Leng Shangyu rolled up the front skirt and put it on the corner to press it. Ziyunchen took a sword and stuck it on the ground, and took up the cut-off sleeve to make it look like a scroll. superior.

The people who came to watch Ziyun Chen almost protruded their eyes.

The majestic god set up a street stall?
How to sell?
In order to see the Great God, you must buy it!
There was a sweet smile on the corner of Luo Qingyin's lips: "Okay, you can yell when you have set the price."

Leng Shangyu bit her finger and said: "The robbery took me so much time, it must be more expensive, sister, how much is a piece of clothing?"

The cheapest clothes in the fantasy world are a set of one hundred low-grade mysterious crystals, which only have the function of covering the body, like a monk's robe, without aesthetic feeling or defensive function.

The trophy clothes displayed on the street stall have a certain aesthetic feeling and have a certain defensive function, Luo Qingyin guessed: "Two hundred to three hundred low-grade Xuanjing."

Leng Shangyu said with a puffy face, "Then they sell it for five hundred."

The corners of Zi Yunchen's lips curled up slightly in a perfect arc: "Five hundred is too little, let's sell it for one thousand."

Luo Qingyin was speechless: "Is this a money grab?"

Zi Yunchen raised his finger and pointed to Leng Shangyu's face, then pointed to his own nose: "Based on his face and my reputation, five hundred is too cheap."

Luo Qingyin: "..."

What he said made sense, but she was speechless.

However, is it really good to sell your appearance in order to sell stolen goods?

Zi Yunchen jokingly smiled, put his long and slender fingers around his mouth, and his low voice, like sandalwood beads falling on a jade plate, spread out like water waves: "Selling clothes, selling weapons, selling disguise masks, don't miss it when you pass by!" !"

Those who came to watch Zi Yunchen suddenly rushed up.

"How much is a camouflage mask?"

"I want that sword!"

"His Royal Highness, I like the word "stall" written by you, can you sell it to me?"

"..."

In less than a quarter of an hour, everything was sold out at a price at least five times higher than other stalls.

Leng Shangyu happily clicked on the Xuanjing, and after ordering, she took out ten pieces of low-grade Xuanjing and handed it to Ziyunchen: "Bad man, this is for your hard work."

Zi Yunchen: "..."

He sold his fame and appearance, is that worth so much?

Luo Qingyin laughed so hard in the light prison that she fell down.

Hahahaha... The snow ginseng doll is really cute!

Just when the five-colored horse stepped back into Mingmen, Ziyunchen glanced at him: "Which peak are you on? I'll go find you."

Leng Shangyu snorted disdainfully, he came here, wouldn't he run away?
At that moment, he resolutely left the fantasy world as quickly as possible, his figure became more and more transparent in front of the two of them, and soon completely disappeared.

Luo Qingyin pursed her lips. She was tired of sitting in prison for three consecutive days. Since Zi Yunchen came back... then she should go out and meet him first.

Greeting him, Luo Qingyin left on the spot in the light prison.

The consciousness returned to the real world, and the scene changed instantly. Luo Qingyin opened her eyes, and in front of her was the Xingling Peak Library Hall. She sat cross-legged in front of the desk without moving.

Leng Shangyu was one step faster than her, and now she has turned back into the appearance of a one-year-old doll. Seeing Luo Qingyin open her eyes, she clumsily tied the little belt she just put on, and said in Xianbao's tone: "Sister, I earned [-] middle-grade Xuan Jing in the fantasy world! After you finish your sentence, I will share half of it with you, okay?"

Luo Qingyin rounded her eyes in astonishment: "One hundred thousand middle-grade profound crystals?"

Snow Ginseng Baby flattened her mouth: "It's a pity that I paid back a lot of loan sharks..."

Luo Qingyin: "..."

Will you still borrow usury?
This kid is going against the sky!

"When you're done sitting in jail, he'll definitely be enough for one hundred thousand middle-grade Xuanjing." Snow Ginseng Doll finally tied up her complicated belt, opened her short hands and climbed up the window, then turned her head and said, "Remember to ask Po Monkey to go Find someone else, they will go and take root first.”

The voice fell, and the person disappeared.

Luo Qingyin looked at the empty window and shook her head with a smile.

When she got up from the chair, she probably sat cross-legged for too long, and her feet were completely numb. As soon as she got up, she fell off the chair.

Between the light and the flint, a purple figure swept in from the window, and stretched out his hands to support her body.

"Little fairy?" A look of surprise flashed across Luo Qingyin's eyes, and she immediately relaxed her body and let herself fall into his arms.

Raising her eyebrows to meet his deep and dark purple eyes, Luo Qingyin buried her face in his chest and rubbed vigorously. She had just met him in the fantasy world, but she felt that it had been a long, long time...

Probably because in the fantasy world, she couldn't smell the reassuring breath on his body, and she couldn't touch his body through the light prison?

(End of this chapter)