Chapter 1381: Huge Profits

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"Snapped!"

Before Lord Chihuo finished his movements, Princess Chihuo slapped her on the other side of the head.

"Ouch!"

Lord Chihuo gasped in pain, and immediately said angrily and depressedly, "I am discussing life with the boss, why are you hitting me?"

It's okay if this Chi Luo doesn't quibble, but the more he quibbles, the angrier Chi Luo Princess becomes.

In her eyes, Wang Yan was her destiny, and there was only a wedding process between them. This Chi Huo was good, even if it didn't help her increase her relationship with Wang Yan, he actually encouraged Wang Yan to find a mistress in front of her? Isn't this just looking for death?

She abused the princess without stabbing him with a knife, so she had a good temper.

"You call that a discussion of life? How dare you call it a discussion of life? Thinking about a beautiful slave girl all day long, is that what life is?"

Princess Chiju was extremely angry. She pinched her waist and said coldly, "I'm telling you, don't lead my Lord Demon Flame astray. If you have even the slightest quality of Lord Demon Flame, it won't help." , and it won’t be like this.”

"I, I, I... why did I lead the boss to evil? I, I..." Lord Chihuo was stunned for a moment after being scolded, and stammered, "I'm telling you, you don't want to attack me personally. Ah, I, I, Chi Huo, still have many advantages, such as..."

"Advantages? Ha, bah!"

"You, you, you, you still scold me?"

"What's wrong? You just want to be scolded!"

"I, I, I..."

Despite the fact that Princess Chisao is usually charming, gentle and virtuous like a lady in front of Wang Yan, in fact, she is usually a very temperamental lady.

At present, this Chi Huo always encourages Wang Yan to find a mistress and start a harem again and again. How can she, the princess who thinks she is Wang Yan's palace, endure it?

If you scold me now, that's light.

"Haha." The chief appraiser of the black market, the harpy Zoe Greenclaw, couldn't help but secretly laugh when she saw that this group of high-ranking big shots could still be so lively.

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

"It doesn't matter, just relax." Wang Yan waved his hand, indicating that the other party should not be too cautious.

This guide from the black market has been acting very standard until now. Although she is impeccable in all aspects, it can be clearly felt that she is forcing herself to survive and conforming to the rules of this society. There is something a little bit in her eyes. A depressing look.

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

"Back to Lord Demon Flame, I think... it should have reached its limit." Appraiser Zoe did not dare to say anything, but just thought for a while and honestly stated his speculation.

Speaking of the human slave girl below, it is really beyond people’s expectations.

After almost every fight, she looked frightened and exhausted, but after being ridiculed for a while by Lord Demon Flame next to her, after taking a short rest, she could stand up again and continue to defeat her opponent.

As a result, until now, no one is really sure whether this Lydia is really dead or can she hold on for another round?

"I think so too, it should be almost done." Wang Yan nodded thoughtfully, acknowledging Zoe's answer.

When appraiser Zoe saw that Wang Yan was no longer talking, she didn't dare to say anything and quickly stood aside respectfully and politely.

However, after struggling in this society until now, she instinctively felt that the demon flame lord in front of her was definitely not as simple as an ordinary demon prince.

This Demon Flame has the noble temperament of a descendant of the Demon Prince, but does not have the exaggeration and arrogance of other sons of the Demon King. On the contrary, the Demon Flame Lord in front of her was calm and powerful, low-key and restrained, but in this calm and gentle manner, he seemed to be able to control everything in his own hands.

This level of effortlessness and magnanimity is something Zoe has never seen before in her life. She was sure that this Demon Flame Lord would become a great figure in the future.

Thinking of this, appraiser Zoe couldn't help but show a bit of admiration in her eyes.

"Crash!"

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

The money Wang Yan bet on Lidya in the arena has never been touched from the beginning to now. Every time I make money, I don't keep any money, and I put it all on Lidya.

Starting from the first game, I bet two hundred and made two hundred. In the second game, I bet four hundred. Later, I made four hundred. In the third game, I bet all the money, and so on. Until the sixth game just now, the amount of bets had reached as high as 6,400 gold coins, and only one rich man who owned a gray-fin murloc still had the capital to follow.

This rich man thought he had waited for a good time and was about to make a fortune. The outcome was once again unexpected. The human slave woman once again won a thrilling victory, and Wang Yan made a huge profit of 6,400 gold coins.

And that old man not only lost a huge sum of 6,400 gold coins, but also died of the precious gray-fin fishman gladiator. At this moment, the man had fainted in the stands and was dragged away by several panicked men. He was dragged and carried out of the venue.

At this time, there were seven large bags with their mouths wide open, filled with attractive golden coins.

Six of the bags contained two thousand gold coins each, and the remaining bag only contained six hundred gold coins.

A total of 12,600 gold coins were placed on the edge of the stands, looking like a beautiful girl in revealing clothes, attracting people's attention.

On the stands around, the onlookers stared with their eyes wide open, gasping for air, their hearts pounding.

"One, 12,600 gold coins! This, this is a huge sum of money that I can't make in my lifetime!"

"If converted into magic crystal coins used by upper nobles, it would be more than four!"

"Oh, my God... Let alone 12,600 gold coins, even 1,200, I can't make it..."

The onlookers on the stands around were amazed and talked about it.

This sum of money may be just ordinary pocket money for the Princess of Chijue, but for most of the onlookers at the scene, it is an unimaginable huge sum of money. Some of the ordinary residents who were watching have never seen so much money in their lives.

The scene became lively again because of the appearance of huge sums of money.

However, in the arena, Delia could no longer care about so many things. The voices from the outside world seemed to have nothing to do with her.

At this moment, she was limp all over, her head was empty, and the only thing she wanted to do was to take a good rest, not caring about anything, not asking anything.

As a magician who could kill people with gold coins and stab opponents to death with harpoons, she felt that she was probably the only one on earth.

Although this series of battles was extremely thrilling and made her feel exhausted, the feeling of victory was good. She was very happy to win one tough battle after another with her own ability.

She understood that she had some understanding of how to fight. Although these insights were still superficial at present, as long as she was given time to digest and think, there would be breakthroughs and changes in a short time.

But at this moment, a scene that shocked her happened.

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