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Kihara was having the most intense struggle in his mind, give it to him? Not give it to him?

After hesitating again and again, Kihara honestly handed over the space ring. Feng Feili was too strong and he was no match. Moreover, some people had seen him using fire magic, and he was said to be at the level of a magister.

He couldn't afford to offend such a terrifying person.

Feng Feili looked at the space ring playfully, half-smiling but not smiling, "Are there any of your things here? Your Highness has always been honest and does not like corruption."

The two swordsmen beside him were very shameless and burst into laughter. Feng Feili glanced at them from the corner of his eyes, and the two of them immediately put on a very serious look, as if they were old-fashioned and never laughed.

Muyuan could tell that Feng Feili was amusing him, and he felt angry in his heart. Magician was one of the noblest professions on Xichuan Road. Very few people had enough mental strength to practice magic. Magicians of level five or above were

The status of a country is very high. Even members of the royal family have to treat him with respect. How has Kihara ever been so angry?

But, this Imperial Highness...

He has picturesque features and is as gentle as jade, but according to rumors, he is cruel in nature and likes to kill.

"Go back to Your Highness, except for this magical beast, there are no other objects here." In fact, there are still several hundred gold coins and a few level 4 magic cores, but... forget it, no more.

"Very good!" Feng Feili chuckled, with a hint of cold contempt in his eyes, hum!

"Get out of here!" the burly man roared. Kihara glanced at him coldly, snorted coldly, and then gradually moved away from each other.

"Your Highness, the space ring we worked so hard to get, do you really want to give it to Miss Ninth, that trash?" The person who spoke was still the most muscular man, with a look of injustice on his face, as if Ye Hailan had suffered some shitty luck.

A sneer flashed across Ye Hailan's lips, "Trash, trash, you are trash, your whole family is trash."

"I have to ask my princess if she will accept it." Feng Feili raised the corners of her lips meaningfully. Under the sun, the space ring gave off a faint blue glow, which was very beautiful.

"Your Highness, it goes without saying that Miss Ninth is a good-for-nothing. Being able to marry her is a blessing she has earned over many lifetimes. She should be grateful. She dares not to accept it," the big man said again with righteous indignation.

Ye Hailan really complained that he didn't know water magic, otherwise he would have poured a water column into his mouth to help him rinse his mouth.

Feng Feili seemed to be in a happy mood, and Ye Hailan hummed in her heart. Suddenly, she felt a flash of yellow in front of her eyes, and the faint fragrance of fresh shellfish came from the side. There was a bit of joking in the man's deep voice, "My princess, you

What are you doing hiding here?"

Ye Hailan was squatting in a corner watching the show with an inelegant posture. When he made a joke, the swordsmen glanced at her, and she suddenly became a monkey being watched in the zoo.

She dared to bet on her brother's high IQ that this sinister man knew she was hiding here from the beginning.

Who can't pretend, hum!

Ye Hailan stood up slowly, arranged her clothes like a lady, looked at the blue sky politely, and smiled sweetly, "The weather is very good, let's go for a walk and see if His Highness's betrothal gift is good."

mesa."

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Second update, second update, do our Hailan and Anya look alike? O(∩_∩)O haha~...

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