My Crown Prince Consort Is a Firecracker Chapter 1: The eighth

　　 Tiandaozong people stared at her dumbfounded, probably they had never seen such a straightforward kid who wanted to reward money and was unwilling to talk to them. Their eyes were so stunned.

　　 Seeing that Senior Brother Ji of Tiandaozong didn't respond, he stood there dumbly. Qiao Mu first glanced at him with contempt, then poked his little hand in front of him again, and continued to weigh it a few times!

　　 "Puff--" Prince Lian really laughed, her eyebrows curled up with laughter.

　　 The leaders of the Heavenly Dao Sect dumbfoundedly put down the mysterious stone they were finishing in their hands, and looked at the kid who led the way.

　　 The child's face has gone from just contempt to the super contempt now, his eyes are thin and angry, a pair of apricots staring round, like an enemy who can't share the sky, staring at Tiandaozong's Senior Brother Ji.

　　[You group of turtles, don’t you have no money? ? 】

　　 "Dignified Heavenly Dao Sect, it's not that you can't even pay for a small amount of travel expenses!" Prince Lian once again understood the little guy's eyes, and translated it very kindly.

　　 Brother Ji twitched the corners of his mouth, and stiffly touched it in his arms, took out a small silver bag and threw it into the open hand of kid Qiao Mu, "Take it!"

　　 The child unceremoniously opened the silver bag to his face and looked through it. There were a dozen or two pieces of silver in the silver bag. In this small mountain village, it can be regarded as a wealth of assets.

　　 But the child didn’t seem to be satisfied with this little silver bag, so he smashed the silver bag on Senior Brother Ji’s face with his backhand. His eyes filled with disdain and contempt, and his eyes were almost fast. It oozes out substantively.

　　 The small eyes of the people of the Heavenly Dao Sect were really worrying.

　　 Prince Lian laughed again, opened her mouth and translated, "Send a beggar! Too few!"

　　 "Puff--" At this point, the dozen or so black-clothed teenagers behind Prince Lian couldn't help laughing.

　　 Qiao Muhuo turned his head, a pair of withered black eyes that were as deep as a cold pool, looked at Mo Lin coldly, then turned to look at Brother Ji again, took a step forward, and raised his little hand high.

　　 Green and soft fingers, poke and poke in front of Brother Ji again.

　　 Although the prince looks annoying, he is the smartest one in this group and can understand what she means.

　　 Senior Brother Ji couldn't tell whether it was funny or angry. He turned his hand and took out two gold embroidered bags from his arms and stuffed them all into the little guy's hands.

　　 Qiaomu looked over and found that there were fifty taels of gold in each of the two bags. As soon as he took the bag and slipped it into his arms, Qiao Mu turned and walked down the mountain without looking back.

　　 "Jojo." Looking at the little guy taking the money and leaving, Moline laughed, and walked along with her small body, "It's really ruthless. You see, I helped you explain a game, and got you a very generous reward. Should we become good friends?"

　　 responded to him. The kid looked back and stared coldly. Then the little guy threw his leg and ran down the mountain. The speed broke out in an instant, making Mo Lin a deep shock.

　　 "Hehe, I'm shy." Mo Lin chuckled lightly, and she flicked across the forest like catkins smoke, chasing in the direction of the little guy.

　　 A group of black-clothed followers behind the young prince were a little dumbfounded. what happened? His Royal Highness actually chased such a cruel little girl and ran away?

His Royal Highness, how expensive are you?