One Hundred Thousand Reasons For Krypton Gold

When Lingqiong thought that the reward was the money lost by the blood race, her heart ached even more.

What's up with these demons! !

Does it look like a devil! !

At the end of the rewarding session, it was about the whereabouts of the blood princess.

The original owner was directly notified to leave the palace last time. The original owner did not know how to do it at that time.

This time, I don't know if it was because she asked the demon servants for 'food', which made the demons change their minds and got her to watch the live broadcast.

When this question was raised, the devil immediately stood up and said that he was willing to take on the responsibility of 'looking after' the blood princess.

Ling Qiong glanced at the demon who spoke first, and rolled her eyes.

After Ling Qiong rolled her eyes, she caught sight of Bei Mang Chen from the corner of her eye. He was staring at her intently, seeing her just now.

Lingqiong: "..." Eliminate!

Ling Qiong looked away calmly, as long as I am not embarrassed, it is someone else who is embarrassed.

Bei Mangchen seemed to just happened to see it, and quickly lowered his gaze, continuing to play with his mobile phone.

Ling Qiong sat down and listened, looking idly, as if they were not discussing whether to stay or not.

"After all, it's a blood princess. I think it's more appropriate for the lord to take care of it." A demon suggested this.

"I don't want to take care of a yellow-haired girl." The female demon was the first to refuse, still not forgetting to sarcastically, "I don't know where I want to take care of her."

The other lords did not speak.

They didn't speak, but the following didn't stop. Some of them were demons who charged for their 'masters'.

According to the original development, the original owner was brought back by a lord named White.

Lingqiong propped her face, watching these people argue, it would be more perfect if she had some snacks.

Unfortunately, as a hostage, there is no such configuration.

Seeing her so leisurely, some demons were a little suspicious, who they were arguing for.

The Lord didn't respond at all.

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A group of demons debated for a long time, and finally decided to let the people present vote, and whoever has the most votes will be allowed to "look after" the blood princess.

Ling Qiong was surprised again by the devil's trick.

Are you so careless?

The devil is obviously so imprecise, the voting results came out quickly, and the one with the most votes was the lord named White.

Ling Qiong suspected that in the original plot, it was also chosen in this way.

White got up and thanked: "I will take good care of the blood princess in the future..."

"Wait a moment."

Ling Qiong stood up and interrupted Lord White's thanks. Her cry drew the eyes of all the demons to her.

Including Bei Mang Chen who has been playing with his mobile phone.

Lord White still gave the blood princess a face, and asked politely, "Blood princess, do you have any opinions?"

But the gazes from all around were not very friendly, they were silent threats and oppression.

A hostage of a defeated race dares to have an opinion, who gave it face!

"Can I choose by myself?" Ling Qiong ignored those gazes and said confidently: "I don't like Lord White."

There was an uproar.

Lord White felt that he was offended, and his face turned black.

"Your Highness, do you think I can't take care of you well?" Lord White stared at Ling Qiong, as if he wanted to make a blood hole in her body.

"That's for sure." Ling Qiong nodded.

Lord White's face darkened even more.

Some demons have already begun to retreat tactically to prevent Lord White from getting angry and hurting them innocent little shrimps.

Ling Qiong stood in place neither humble nor overbearing, her voice was sweet and soft, not timid, "I want to choose by myself."

"Your Highness, have you forgotten what this place is?" a lord next to White reminded her.

"I don't run away." Ling Qiong glanced at him, "You demons are so stingy? Do you even restrict where I live? Or are you afraid that the demons I choose will not be able to see me? Don't worry, I won't choose these..."

Ling Qiong glanced over at the demon below, almost writing her disdain on her face.

The little princess raised her chin, proud and confident, "I will choose a lord to take care of me."

That tone, as if it was an honor to be chosen by her.

"Your Highness, the arrangement we have made for you is naturally the best."

"The one I chose is the best." Ling Qiong frowned, her expression changed from bewildered to shocked, "There are so many of you, don't you want to bully me? You are so stingy!!"

Ling Qiong threw down words like 'bullying' and 'stingy'.

The lords above fell silent.

The blood princess is not very old, she is still a cub, none of the lords is older than her.

It seems to be really bullying...

Ling Qiong complained loudly: "I am also a princess of the blood clan. If you don't give me food, let me starve, and now you are bullying me together. The blood clan was defeated, not exterminated. You are too bullying... the blood clan! !"

Lords: "..."

"Okay, okay." Sigreta—that is, the female demon couldn't stand it anymore, "Let her choose by herself, bullying a child, isn't it interesting?"

"..."

"My sister is still reasonable, kind-hearted." Lingqiong immediately climbed up the pole, calling her sister sweetly, jumping out one after another with compliments.

Sigreta smiled enchantingly and charmingly, and sat back without saying anything, "Who are you going to pick? Oh, I can't, as I said, I won't take care of you."

The other demon lords seemed to want to refute, but in the end they might feel that they were too suspected of bullying the 'children', and they didn't want to choose another demon, so they could only suppress it temporarily.

"Hmm..." Ling Qiong pretended to sweep over all the lords, and slowly stretched out her finger to a lord on the stage.

Before the lord had time to react, Lingqiong slid his fingertips across and moved to the rebellious lord.

Then his fingers swiped across a large arc, pointing at Bei Mangchen, who had nothing to do with him, "Let him be."

Lords: "..."

Bei Mang Chen: "..."

Sigreta: "Are you sure?"

"Sure, he's the prettiest."

"It's said that blood races like beautiful ones, it's true." Sigrita looked at Bei Mangchen with a half-smile, "Our lord is indeed the prettiest, so it's no wonder the little princess likes it."

Bei Manchen put the phone away, "I refuse. I'm not interested in taking care of the blood cubs."

Ling Qiong continued to roll her eyes.

You'll know later if you're interested in me.

"Look, he doesn't want to, why don't you choose another one?" Sigrita didn't think it was a big deal to watch the excitement, so she asked Lingqiong to choose another one.

Other lords: "..." There seems to be something wrong.

Ling Qiong crossed her arms, "No, I want him."

Bei Manchen was about to leave, but was stopped by his subordinates, muttering to him that he didn't know what to say.

Bei Mangchen looked at her and then at his subordinates, as if he was weighing something.

Ling Qiong met his gaze and looked over, Bei Mangchen snorted softly for a while, with a half-smile, "In this case, let the princess come down." After finishing speaking, he left without looking back.