The Strongest Little Devil: Master, Come to Fight! (The Mighty Little Sorceress)

Chapter 292: Enemies meet, extremely jealous

"Huh? Where's the sword?"

Luo Xiaoman frowned suspiciously when he saw the clerk walking back empty-handed.

"Um... I'm really embarrassed." The clerk rubbed his hands and said with an embarrassed expression: "The sword of Yan Yu has been reserved."

"I was booked?" Luo Xiaoman was unhappy at once, and said with an akimbo, "Didn't you say that just now? I was booked by someone else when I turned my head. Do you think I'm small? No money, so bully?"

Next to Mo Yuan, his deep eyes gradually became cold.

"Wow!" Da Bai grinned too, and the three of them pressed over together, making the clerk tremble and panicked.

"No, no, how could it be?" The clerk shook his head again and again, "We are not deceived at Baiqilou. We are all customers entering the door and we will never treat them differently."

As a professional clerk, he also doesn't want to violate his promise to customers, but the other party is not someone he can afford.

"Really?" Luo Xiaoman frowned, wondering in her heart. She obviously felt the embarrassment and helplessness of the clerk, "I want to know, who booked this sword?"

"It's the prince."

At this moment, the second prince in a luxurious costume came over with a group of guards.

When he saw Luo Xiaoman, he couldn't help being a little surprised. "It turns out that the prince and the prince both fell in love with Yan Prison. It was such a cute little girl."

"Huh?" Suddenly, Zhu Yan noticed that Luo Xiaoman had been staring at Ye Xuan next to him.

At the same time, Ye Xuan's eyes flashed with surprise.

"You...know?"

"do not know!"

Luo Xiaoman and Ye Xuan were startled, and then said in unison.

Ye Xuan, I didn't think that you not only came to Qinhuai City, but also mixed with the second prince. It was not easy.

"Xiaoman!" In Mo Yuan's eyes, a cold light flashed, it seemed that as long as Luo Xiaoman gave an instruction, Ye Xuan's head could fall to the ground.

"Yuan, calm!" Luo Xiaoman curled the corners of his lips, put away the suspicious color on his face, and said calmly: "This is not Baicheng, let alone the second prince supporting him."

Mo Yuan glanced at Ye Xuan, then nodded, and stood back.

The reason why Ye Xuan was able to mix with the second prince must be to seek more shelter.

After all, the entire Ye family has been destroyed, and if you want to re-emerge, you can only rely on other powerful forces.

Zhu Yan's second prince, Zhu Yan, is a good choice.

When Ye Xuan saw Luo Xiaoman, the killing intent in his eyes flashed by.

He didn't expect that he would run into this little ancestor here.

The vengeance of the genocide suddenly raged, and he could not wait to kill this little ancestor immediately.

Fortunately, Elder Xuan's advice was still in his ears, making him suppress this hatred.

"I'm really sorry, both of you." Zhu Yan smiled and said with grace: "My prince's friend is also a good swordsman. This Yan Prison is a gift I want to give him."

"Second prince, I brought Yan Prison, please have a look!" At this moment, the clerk carried a box over.

"turn on!"

Clang!

A sharp edge escaped, and the people around couldn't help taking a breath, revealing a look of shock.

This Yan Prison is definitely a top-grade magic sword, and this sharpness alone is enough to make people feel scared.