I, the devil king, fuck a girl in another world

Just when she was about to answer, the village chief caught a glimpse of a figure passing by out of the corner of her eye. She raised her eyebrows, turned around and stretched out her jade hand to hold that person.

"Joyce!"

Someone grabbed his arm, so Joyce also stopped and turned his head to look over.

"The village chief?" Seeing that the person holding her back was the village chief, Joyce greeted her with a smile: "What's the matter?"

"Yes, Joyce, let me introduce you to someone."

Responding with a smile, the village chief took Joyce back to the original position, and then introduced to Blair: "Mr. Blair, this is Joyce, she is the tailor of our village."

Seeing that the village chief said that the person he wanted to introduce was Blair, Joyce was taken aback for a moment, then extended his hand enthusiastically, and said excitedly: "Mr. Blair! Nice to meet you! I'm Joyce! What do you need? Did it help?"

Blair is a celebrity in Falling God Village, and every villager respects him very much. It is definitely a good thing to be able to talk to him now!

Looking at the warm and generous Joyce in front of him, Blair smiled and reached out to shake her hand.

"Nice to meet you, Joyce."

This Joyce is expected!

308. Joyce's twists and turns

Joyce Franlock, the only tailor in Fallen God Village, almost all the clothes of the villagers in Fallen God Village are made by her.

And she is also a little celebrity in Zhuo Shen Village. After all, everyone has asked her to sew clothes, so she is naturally famous.

Looking at the tailor named Joyce in front of him, Blair's eyes finally settled on her chest.

Big but not hanging down, it is about to come out, and those who watch it will exclaim in surprise.

Abbreviation: Needle does not poke.

Unaware of Blair's gaze, after Joyce shook hands with him, his expression became even more excited, as if he was a star chasing fan in his previous life.

"By the way, village head, why did you ask me to come?"

After being happy for a while, Joyce asked the village chief.

"Oh, it's Joyce. I plan to start producing women's clothing tomorrow." The village chief thought for a while and replied.

"Women's clothing?" Joyce's expression changed, apparently understanding what the village chief meant.

The village head nodded: "Yes, and then I will borrow some ladies' clothing from Mr. Blair for reference. Is there any problem with you?"

"Of course, anytime." Joyce smiled confidently, her big moist eyes also slightly curved, looking clear and beautiful.

"I believe in you." The village chief said with a smile.

Seeing the simplicity of the conversation between the two, Blair couldn't help asking curiously: "Miss Village Chief, isn't Miss Joyce's craftsmanship very high?"

The village chief raised his eyebrows and said with a smile: "Of course, Joyce is the only tailor in our village. Even if his craftsmanship is placed in an outside country, he can still design clothes for the king."

Ouch, so powerful?

Blair couldn't help being even more curious.

"Village Chief, you are exaggerating, exaggerating." Joyce had a low-key, low-key expression.

"By the way, I just want to tell you guys how Joyce learned the craft, right?" The village chief suddenly thought of something, and said to everyone with a smile.

"Of course, I am very happy." Blair was curious, of course he wanted to hear it.

Diforney and the others were also a little curious, and everyone seemed to be listening.

When Joyce saw that the village chief wanted to talk about her experience, embarrassment flashed across her face, but she didn't stop the village chief either.

"Then let me tell you about it."

It is said that Joyce's tailoring skills were learned when he went to other countries when he was young.

At that time, Joyce was young and had just been selected as the person in the village to "go down the mountain to save the common people".

And at that time, on her way to the target country, she met an old man who was being held hostage by a group of bandits, who were yelling to interrupt his old man if he didn't hand over all the money. leg.

When Joyce saw that in broad daylight, someone dared to blatantly bully the weak and the elderly. Her sense of justice just came out of the mountain and she had not had time to display it. She just went up and beat the bandits.

Although there were a lot of bandits in that group, their level was only over 300, and Joyce at that time was already in his early 500s.

Therefore, beating them is as easy as catching bastards in the river.

Afterwards, Joyce, who chased away the bandits, rescued the old man. Of course, the old man was moved for a while, but after being moved, when Joyce was about to leave, the old man grabbed her arm and took out a This book, fifteen centimeters thick, told her.

"Boy, are you interested in learning the art of tailoring? I have the most authoritative, rigorous and comprehensive tailoring teaching content in the world. As long as you read it carefully, you are guaranteed to become a top tailor in the world."

Joyce was still young at that time, and because he had been growing up in the Luoshen Village, which was isolated from the outside world, he didn't understand many things outside.

She saw what the old man said so passionately and passionately, his eyes seemed to be shining with the light of heaven and earth, and she thought that the tailoring technique the old man said was a particularly powerful combat skill, and after learning it, she could become the Calorie Continent Top adventurers.

This relationship is good. After finishing her studies, she can immediately lead everyone in the village out of Zhuo Shen Village and enjoy the outside world.

Thinking about it this way made her so happy that she almost screamed out of happiness.

Fortunately, Joyce was still able to calm down at the time, remembering what the elders told her when she was in the village, don't trust anyone easily when you go out, even if you are buying things, you have to bargain with them carefully. .

Adhering to such instructions, Joyce coughed very seriously, and then asked the old man: "Old man, is your book sure to be the top?"

"Of course I can." The creases on the old man's face evoked an unspeakable picture of Van Gogh, and he said in a slightly hoarse voice: "I am also a bit famous in this business, and everything is real, Hallelujah knows No? She just learned from the tailoring book in my hand and became the top tailoring master in the mainland."

"However, her talent is a bit low. It took more than ten years of study to achieve that achievement. I think you have good talent, young man, and you are also related to this book. I believe you can succeed in a short period of time."

The old man stroked his beard, looked Joyce up and down, and laughed.

"Who is Hallelujah? Why have I never heard of such a number one person among the top adventurers in the mainland?"

Joyce had never heard of this hallelujah, and she was still a little hesitant, but after being praised by the old man just now, she was also very happy in her heart, and she was immediately fooled.

"Old man, if that's the case, then quickly give me this skill book!"

After rejoicing, Joyce wanted to take the fifteen centimeter thick book from the old man's hand.

However, just as her fingers touched the body of the book, she saw the old man sway, and Joyce missed it.

"Old man?" Joyce looked at the old man in bewilderment when she was dodged. Didn't she say that she was destined for this book?

Give it to her!

Dodging Joyce's outstretched hand, the old man looked at her puzzled look, blew his beard and stared angrily, and said, "My boy, do you want to prostitute for nothing? Do you think that the old man and I are lonely and lonely, and you just want to bully?"

"Ah? Old man, what are you talking about..." Joyce was stunned by the old man's words.

"Oh! I'm dead! Just now a bunch of bandits tried to rob me of my money. I'm a lonely old man. I almost died!"

Before she could finish speaking, the old man in front of her suddenly fell to the ground, her withered hands kept beating the ground, and her crooked body looked quite miserable.

The whole picture looks very sad.

"Now that I was rescued, I originally wanted to thank my savior and show him the treasure of my life, but I didn't realize that this savior would be the next wolf that can eat people without spitting out bones! I didn't expect this savior Seeing the old man, I am lonely, and I am no different from that bandit!"

"My life is miserable!"

The more the old man spoke, the more desolate he became, his voice was choked with sadness, and he was in a state of crying all over the place.

"No! How can you talk nonsense, old man!"

Seeing that the old man turned black and white and distorted the facts, Joyce was startled.

"I saved you! When will I do to you like that bandit!"

Why does this old man turn right and wrong into black and white!

"You still say no?!" The old man stared, his wrinkled old face was full of misery again.

"I do not have!"

How could Joyce have ever been so angry? How could she accept being wronged? She also stared, not to be outdone.

Seeing how determined she was, the old man rolled his eyes, and the misery on the old man's face deepened, and he began to slap the ground again: "What a beastly bastard you are! You clearly wanted to steal my book from the old man just now!" Ah! You still say no! Is there any king law in this world!"

"what?!"

Was it the skill book? !

Only then did Joyce understand why the old man kept saying that she robbed things. It turned out that it was because of the skill book!

"But, you obviously said that it is destined for me, so you want to give it to me!"

Moreover, when did she use the robbery?

"You fart!" The old man stared again, and cursed angrily, "How can there be such a good thing in this world? I don't want to live, old man? How can I live if you take away my treasure?"

It is your destiny to co-author this skill book!

Joyce was also speechless now.

"Then why do you still take it out, old man? Just hide it! You said it was destined for me, let me learn it, but you didn't even plan to give it to me!"

"Young man, you don't talk about martial arts!" The old man blew his beard and stared at him: "When did I say that I would give this book to you, old man! I just took it out for you to enjoy!"

"???"

You didn't say that before, did you?

Joyce looked at the upright old man with a face full of shock. She was still too innocent, and she still didn't fully feel the sinisterness of this society in her heart.

"Forget it, old man, you'd better take care of yourself. I have something to do, so I'm leaving first."

Seeing the ambiguity of this incident, and the inexplicable blame on herself, Joyce was also very annoyed, but the other party was an old man, and she couldn't do anything, so she could only plan to leave.

"stop!"

Just as Joyce walked around the old man and was about to move forward to leave, she heard the old man shout loudly, which almost scared her and paralyzed her to the ground.

Quickly adjusted his state and calmed down, Joyce turned his head to look at the old man speechlessly: "Old man! What else are you doing?!"

The old man didn't speak, but just stretched out a dry palm, with the palm facing up, and placed his five fingers flat in front of Joyce.

"What does this mean?" Joyce looked at the old man's gesture with confusion.

Seeing that Joyce didn't understand, the old man clicked his tongue secretly, with a look of disgust on his face: "Young man, why are you so dumb, are you really a young man?"

nonsense!Isn't she young enough?

Joyce was speechless again.

"Old man, what are you going to do! Just tell me!"

"Give me the money." The old man didn't write any ink, and went straight to the point.

"??" Joyce was completely stunned: "Why?"

She is very good, why should she give this old man money?

"Because you touched this book." The old man was not in a hurry, and pointed to the book in his other hand: "This book is my treasure, the old man, and it has been more than forty years since I got it. , no one has touched it yet! But you just touched it!"

"So, if you touch my treasure, you have to give me money!"

"What kind of nonsense is this shit?" After hearing what the old man said, Joyce's face was full of disbelief.

She just touched the cover of the book, and she wanted to give money?

Does the outside world charge fees in this way? !

Seeing Joyce's bewildered expression, the old man didn't care at all: "Hurry up, the weather is so hot, hurry up and take out the money, as long as you take out the money, this top tailoring book will be yours."

When Joyce heard him say this, his expression froze: "Didn't you just say no to me?!"

The old man nodded and said: "That's right, that's what I said just now, but you have touched my treasure now, and it is no longer clean, so I sold it to you. As long as you buy it, you are the future owner of it." master."

"????"

Joyce felt like his brain had stopped thinking.

She couldn't figure out what was going on at all.

"Hurry up, do you want the sun to kill the old man?" The old man urged impatiently.

Not sure what was going on, Joyce asked blankly, "How much do you want?"

She is about to collapse, so let's settle it with money.

Hearing Joyce's question, the old man flashed a sinister smile in his cloudy old eyes. He pretended to be worried and thought for a while, and finally sighed: "I think you are also destined for this book, and I don't want you any more. , fifty gold coins."

"Nani?! Fifty gold coins?!" Joyce, who was originally dazed, came to his senses after hearing this number.

She looked at the old man in surprise: "You kill me! How can I have so much money for you!"