Everyone Wants To Pamper The Lucky Daughter
/ Everyone Wants to Pamper the Lucky Daughter Chapter 1435
Chapter 1435: Chapter 1422: Saving the Fox Tribe Princess_1 Chapter 1435: Chapter 1422: Saving the Fox Tribe Princess_1 “Is that you?”
Lin Qingluo followed the voice, looking through the cage at her: “Nine-tailed Fox Clan Princess?”
“Yes, it's me.”
White Fox nodded vigorously, her narrow fox eyes brimming with bitter tears.
“How are you selling this monster?”
Lin Qingluo's eyes sparkled, looking at the skeleton head.
“By weight, the skin and flesh are cheap, and the Monster Core is calculated separately.”
The skeleton head licked its face and smiled, intentionally adding: “It's not suitable to buy a monster fox, something like a hedgehog with its fat and thick meat would be more flavorful when stewed.”
“Cough cough.”
Lin Qingluo almost choked on her saliva.
Little Kingfisher also asked in disbelief: “By weight? Stewed Meat?”
“That's right.”
The skeleton head was very certain and nodded repeatedly.
“Is the Ghost Realm this extravagant?”
Little Kingfisher felt a bit overwhelmed: “Catching monsters and eating their meat.”
“Hehe.”
The skeleton head chuckled and lowered its voice to explain: “Ordinary Ghost Soldiers and Ghost Rakshasas naturally can't afford it. The monster meat is specially prepared for the Ghost Generals.”
“Even after becoming ghosts, they still enjoy themselves so much.”
Little Kingfisher sneered: “No wonder so many people prefer to give up their life in the sun and enter the Ghost Path to become Ghost Immortals.”
“Entering the Ghost Path is easy, but achieving success is difficult.”
The skeleton head seemed a bit sad: “Just like me, when I was confused for a moment and mistakenly entered the Ghost Path, only to be trapped in this skeleton head, and now I'm a bullied Ghost slave, trapped for tens of thousands of years.”
“Don't talk about your broken life.”
Little Kingfisher rolled his eyes at him and turned to Master: “Master, what should we do about that fox? Should we save her?”
“Save her!”
Lin Qingluo's eyes burned with determination, completely assertive: “Not only her, but we must also save all the monsters in the Ghost Market.”
“Master is mighty!”
Little Kingfisher's eyes sparkled with excitement: “Let's cause a scene and burn down the Ghost Market.”
“No.”
Lin Qingluo used her gaze to stop his impulsiveness: “There may be female cultivators trapped in this Ghost Market as well. We must not act recklessly.”
“Someone is coming.”
The skeleton head suddenly turned in another direction, its green-glowing ghost eyes looking at the two Ghost cultivators coming out from the side.
“It's them who brought me here.”
White Fox showed a hateful expression upon seeing them.
Little Kingfisher's black eyes flashed with curiosity: “It seems that they are doing well, and they can come and go freely in the Ghost Market.”
“Scum that has obliterated human nature.”
Lin Qingluo's anger surged: “They harm their own kind and deserve to die!”
Little Kingfisher rubbed his hands together: “Master, let's take action!”
“Alright.”
Lin Qingluo nodded: “We'll get rid of them first, then save the others.”
Both the person and the bird acted in unison.
Lin Qingluo turned her sword aura into a blade, severing both of their throats.
Little Kingfisher spat out a fierce flame, burning them to ashes.
In the blink of an eye, the two of them met their end, reduced to ashes.
“Save me!”
White Fox's little heart throbbed with excitement as she kept pacing around the iron cage with her claws.
Lin Qingluo summoned the Primordial Orb, and with a slight mental movement, took all the monsters in the shop, cage and all, into it.
*
“What the heck, where did these cages come from? They almost hit me.”
In the Orb, the startlingly high-pitched voice of Ruoxie rang out among the jagged mountains and deep valleys.
“Ruoxie.”
Lin Qingluo smiled: “The task of breaking the cages and releasing the monsters is left to you.”
“I don't have a divine sword, so how do I chop the cages?”
Ruoxie covered his frightened little heart and complained discontentedly.
“Ruoxie.”
Lin Qingluo's voice became slightly stern.
“Alright, alright, I'll release them, I'll release them… …”
Ruoxie's high-pitched voice suddenly lowered.
Chapter end
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