Demonic Prince’s Wild Consort: The Trash Illegitimate Miss

Seeing Hailanwu's panicked black face eating a fly, Bai Ye knew he was right.

Others cast their contemptuous glances in the direction of Hai Lanwu, which is really a cocoon.

Bai Ye immediately applauded Ye Mingxia, he went directly to the stage to take out the gold tickets, put them one by one on the auction table, and took the box with the soft armor on and left.

Under the eyes of the people in the auction hall with different looks, Bai Ye did not stay any longer and got up and left.

As for that Hailanwu, Bai Ye did not look at it again.

A bear child who can only rely on the power of the family to do nothing, and let her have a few lessons to remember.

But who is Hailanwu?

She was talented since she was a child, and is the granddaughter of Lengyue Elderly. Wherever she goes, everyone is not touting everyone. Now she has planted her hands in Bai Ye's hands, and she is ugly in public. It is impossible to swallow this breath!

At the moment when Bai Ye left a few people, Hailan Wu stunned, and stumbled under the surrounding fingers and escaped from the auction hall.

As soon as she went out, she recruited the entourage behind her and whispered a few words.

Looking at the back of the entourage, she yawned her lips.

Bai Ye intends to purchase some things, handing Xiao Jiu and Soft Armor together to Ye Mingxia. He is a Wushen class super master. There is absolutely no problem for him to protect Xiao Jiu, a Wu Di class master.

Baili Hongzhuang and Fu Sheng stayed, and the others went back.

After the purchase was completed, I saw the turn to the inn and arrived at the inn. Fu Sheng suddenly stopped, his eyes flashed with deep meaning, and said gently: "This alley is a short way, take this side."

Bai Ye and Red Makeup Eyes slanted to the side, already aware of a dozen internal force fluctuations behind him, and immediately caught their eyes on each other and walked into the alley together.

Sure enough, when walking to the middle, the internal force fluctuations behind him became more and more obvious, approaching in an instant, and several shadows jumped up, blocking the road before and after them.

Yingying Chuo Chuo, more than a dozen people, all dressed in black masks, a sneaky look, can not see the calendar and identity.

"It turned out to be a group of faceless waste! Tell me who told you to come as soon as possible, and your aunt can consider giving you a happy heart!" Baili Hongzhuang flicked her red sleeves and glanced back and forth with disdain.

The people said nothing, and rushed toward the three men with the weapon in their hands.

Bai Ye didn't expect one or two sentences to ask about their origins, Li Xiao narrowed his eyes, and the three of them moved towards the black men who had been copied.

The alley is narrow, and only one person can rush at a time. Bai Ye raised his sword and stabs it one by one.

She only uses half of the internal force each time she makes a shot, but she moves to the other party's key points, and judges the other party's actions in advance.

Anyone who makes a shot will be killed.

Ten masters in black, above each martial arts level, and two martial arts mid-terms.

At the moment, it was only half a tea kung fu, and she was completely cleaned by her.

On the other side, Fu Sheng played a little harder, but with the help of red makeup, until Bai Ye shouted 'Leave a live mouth', the palm of Baili red makeup stopped by the chest of the last man in black.

In a blink of an eye, her fingers bent into claws and quickly locked the black man's throat, turning twice between life and death. The man was so frightened that his legs softened and almost collapsed to the ground.

Seeing that it was clean, Fu Sheng squatted and glanced at several corpses and said with approval: "It's awesome, it's a neat technique, and it doesn't waste a little internal force."