Evil Emperor’s Poisonous Consort: Divine Doctor Young Miss

v3 Chapter 1785: Kill the night feathers, 100 million g

The three women looked at the same time and looked at Zhao Minghui.

Zhao Minghui was shocked and stunned: It’s hard to be done. These people are not going down the mountain to buy supplies?

Looking at the dress of the three women, it is undoubtedly the dress of the North Emperor.

Moon white dress, veil, and only the North Emperor in the northwest will be dressed.

After the two women’s eyes swept over Zhao Minghui, they turned to the woman in the middle. It seems that the three men are mainly her.

"Zhao's family is so kind, I think there must be other things." The woman in the middle spoke.

Zhao Minghui gave a sigh of relief and smiled on his face: "The girl has a good eyesight. This time, please ask a few people. There are indeed some troubles. Several of the materials purchased this time are all provided by Zhao. In addition, Zhao’s wish is one. I would like to ask a few of the billion coins to help."

100 million gold coins!

This figure is not a small fortune for Zhao.

Although Zhao’s assets are worth nearly 10 billion yuan, most of them are shops and medicines.

I really want to talk about the gold coins in the hands of the Zhao family, but at most a billion or so, and some of them should be set aside as working capital.

This time, in order to get rid of the night feathers, Zhao Jia is a **** one!

After seeing this number, the three gods of Beiming Shenzhao were surprised.

What kind of thing has caused Zhao to have such a high price? !

The woman in the middle of the main thing is contemptuous and the voice is crisp: "What is the matter of the Zhao family, please also say clearly, but I said in the front that we can help, if the interests of the North Emperor can not be harmed, otherwise"

"This is natural, the lady is relieved, but the leader of a killer mercenary group is a bit tricky, Zhao family is not convenient to come out, so I would like to ask a few shots to remove it." Zhao Minghui rushed to guarantee.

"Name of the person." The woman whispered.

Seeing the people of Beiming Shenzong so happy to agree, Zhao Minghui was a little surprised, looking sideways at the two elders.

The elders and the two elders nodded lightly.

The other party is the North Ming Shenzong, saying one thing, since the other party promised, as long as they do not damage the interests of the North Ming Shenzong, this night feathers will die!

Zhao Minghui took a breath and said: "The person who is going to kill this time, called Yu Yu, is currently heading to the extremely cold snowfield."

Zhao Minghui said, take out a picture that has already been prepared.

The appearance of the night feathers is so impressive that Zhao has found several painters and painted the portraits of the night feathers without much effort.

Seeing this thing, the three women gaze at it, even if they see the portrait, they can imagine that this is a stunning beauty.

The woman in the middle folded her face with a blank expression, and said coldly: "Besides killing this person, can Zhao family have other things?"

"The three people just need to help remove this person, and they have three jobs." Zhao Minghui quickly rushed.

"The rewards for this shot and the contents of the letter paper are ready. After three days, we come and take it, and we will leave." The woman who led the head pulled out an envelope.

Zhao Minghui watched the three women get up and left, and quickly said: "Three, Zhao daring to ask, killing the night feathers, it will take a long time."

The woman who was heading for the first time paused: "There will be a reply to the Zhao family within half a month, let's go."

Three women left directly.

Zhao Minghui and the two elders looked at each other and their thoughts coincided. For half a month, the extremely cold snowfields were extremely wide. This time, also said the past.

In a certain inn, three women came back from the Zhao family and then came back to rest.

At this moment, the three veil has been removed, revealing the delicate face inside, each person is not old, fifteen or six years old.

One of them circulated a little bit, and asked one side: "Shi Yingjie, this night feather, are we really going to kill?"