Damn it! No wonder this thing lights up as soon as I came in, and it is probably the induction of the Heavenly Soul Bead.

"Ahem...then, that's not something that cannot be discussed!" Old Wang's eyes suddenly became straight.

Money is certainly attractive to him, but the attraction of the Heavenly Soul Pearl is fatal. One Heavenly Soul Pearl is a bit slow to nourish the soul, what about two?

Oscar smiled, and as soon as the friction on his hands stopped, Wang Feng's sensing disappeared.

Lao Wang was not calm: "Old man, actually, I am quite a sense of justice! The savior and other things have no choice! In this way, give me this, I promise that I will do my best to protect Bing Ling if I am within my ability!"

The old man who was anxious before suddenly calmed down. The old god said: "No, this is a treasure passed down from our ancestral families. We must marry Zhiyu..."

Any verbal promise is nonsense. Only marriage is the only slightly more reliable way, just like the most saint teacher and queen at that time, just like the marriage tradition that the Ice Spirit tribe and the Winter tribe have maintained over the years, no one can reject the gentleness of the Ice Spirit woman.

"Brother, aren't we discussing this? If we discuss it, we have to go back and forth. There is no reason to be a one-time price." Old Wang said earnestly: "Besides, Zhiyu is not a commodity, she has her own love, right?"

Oscar smiled and said nothing, quietly watching him pretend.

Lao Wang continued to say with great thoughts: "We are not secretly speaking. What you want is nothing more than to protect Bing Ling. As a person, the word "righteousness" that I value most in my life! As long as it is something I promised, I will protect Bing Ling. Even if I go up to the mountain of swords and seas of fire, I will definitely not frown. I swear with the big hair of my brother Fantesey!"

Once Lao Wang opens up his conversation, his combat power will never be below the Oscars. There are endless long talks, quack, quack...

Huhuhuhuhu...

The wind was a little strong at the foot of the mountain, and the three cats were listening to something.

Dongbro frowned, but Badro and Ota next to him seemed a little anxious: "Damn, what did you hear? Tell me!"

"Shh..." Dongbro was pressing his ear against the mountain wall, trying to adjust the frequency of his soul power. However, the ice wind at night was too strong and it was inevitable that he would be disturbed. Even if he listened to the ground, he could only hear a little bit of the head intermittently: "It seems that he was talking about marriage or something... I heard the name of His Highness Tomogo."

Ota's spirit was refreshed and his face showed joy: "It must be Grandpa Grandpa who advised Wang Feng to retreat! That's it. Why is he an outsider? He is not worthy of thinking about it!"

But Badlow touched his chin and thought, "No, no, maybe he is discussing the marriage between Wang Feng and his sister-in-law. Speaking of which, boss, you guess your grandfather's thoughts wrong every time you guess..."

Before he finished speaking, Badlow had a cold war for no reason and looked at the sky strangely: "Why is it suddenly so cold?"

Bang!

He kicked Badro's hill-like body and flew five or six meters away. Ota had a black line on his face: "Get out of here!"

…………

In the ice cave, Lao Wang finally ended the long discussion. In fact, he could talk about it for another two hours, but the key is that Oscars don’t buy it. With that playful smile, Lao Wang felt that he was wasting his saliva.

"Your Highness, you don't have to fool me." Oscar said with a smile, deliberately putting the copper lamp in a place that Lao Wang could see clearly at a glance: "If you want this, you must marry Zhiyu. I am the same as I said, at least I must get engaged!"

"No more to talk about?"

"One-time business!"

"Oh, there is no such thing in business. You don't even give me a room for bargaining..."

"This is not business, this is what your Highness said."

Madan, the old thing is not getting into the oil and salt. I, Lao Wang, is the kind of person who is forced by others?

Lao Wang turned around and left decisively, but when he walked to the entrance of the hole, he remembered that the cable car basket was not at the entrance of the hole: "You ask them to get the basket up first!"

"Unless Your Highness agrees to engage in first."

"Hey!" Old Wang widened his eyes: "Old thing, I'll tell you, don't force me. Now I want to leave, you won't let me go. If I really live here later, you can't even drive you away!"

"I have been sitting here for more than two hundred years, worried that no one will talk with me. If Your Highness is willing to stay, it will be a big plea."

"Snatch your bed, I'm going to sleep on the ground, and you're so old-fashioned!"

"Of course, it's time to give good things to Your Highness," Oscar said with a smile. "And the ground is cool, I've been used to it."

"Damn..." Lao Wang was a little helpless. He had been in Jiutian Continent for almost half a year. Even Da Ge's hard knife was softened by himself. Only this old guy's soft knife seemed a little unsolvable.

He is worthy of being an old monster who has lived for more than two hundred years. This is a bit profound. He can't get out of it even if he gets himself up.

Old Wang stared at him with big eyes for a while. Oscar leisurely played with the copper lamp in his hand and sighed: "I have been guarding for more than two hundred years, but I didn't expect that when I was about to die, I saw it truly shining. This is such a good thing... I have no regrets in this life, no regrets in this life!"

"Okay, you're ruthless!" Lao Wang was convinced, feeling that if everyone was more patient, this perverted thing that could sit in the cave for two hundred years would be compared to doubting life, and there was no need to try it. This is called a time-knowing expert as a hero, so as not to waste his time: "You can get engaged first, but I'll say it first, I'm not a savior at all. If you find out that you've made a mistake, you can't be able to blame the debt."

"Don't worry, your highness, we all spit and nail!" Oscar smiled heartily: "No one can escape his fate!"

"Okay, don't mention those that are not available, then I agree, give me the copper lamp!" Lao Wang reached out and took the initiative with the things first.

But Oscar slowly put the copper lamp back in place and looked at Wang Feng with a smile: "Your Highness, you have to have a love-suffering thing to get engaged. Although I, Bingling Kingdom, are rich, there is nothing more suitable for love-suffering thing than this. Don't worry, when you and Zhiyu are officially engaged, I will naturally let Zhiyu give it to you as part of the dowry!"

This is so irrefutable.

Lao Wang had a capital "suit" on his forehead. This was the first time he had been seriously defeated after coming to this world. He was completely conspired by this old guy and had no power to fight back.

Awesome!

Lao Wang was really helpless. In fact, the compromise was not because he couldn't get it. It was mainly because he was unable to get it. It was mainly because he had to get it. It would be better to get it for free, but if he couldn't, he would have no choice but to pay a little price.

As for the others, there must be a road before the car arrives at the mountain. Besides, it seems that I have not really lost anything.

It was already late at night when I came down from the ice cave. Lao Wang clearly saw the three guys of Otan sneaking back to Yinbingjiao. He stood at the foot of the mountain and looked at the cave above his head. It was so high that he could eavesdrop on a ghost?

At this time, the Silver Bing Club was about to end. Many people from the Winter tribe were drunk and returned home. There were many fewer people. This old Oscar was so hard to deal with.

Others obviously didn't expect Wang Feng to stay there for so long. In fact, let alone an outsider, even the leader of the Winter, or even the King of Bingling King Xue Cang Bo, each time he met the clan elders, let alone other juniors, and they were sent to the matter in just a few words, but Wang Feng actually stayed there for nearly two hours.

What did you talk about this...

Not to mention the most gossipy Xuecai, even Xue Zhiyu, Gina and others surrounded her curiously.

"I didn't talk about anything," Lao Wang said calmly: "It's just that the clan elder admired my rune level and asked me some questions. Oh, the old man is still easy to learn. As the saying goes, learn until he is old..."

This shameless.

“………”

Everyone looked at each other, and they didn't believe such words, let alone them, but no one saw them with his own eyes and could not refute them strongly.

Ota's eyes were wide open. He didn't care whether Wang Feng bragged. His ears were the most straight, and Dongbro eavesdropped intermittently, and only heard a few keywords. He was just scratching his feet through the shoe, but he became even more itchy. At this time, he couldn't help asking: "Wang Feng, did Grandpa Grandpa talk to you about Zhiyu?"

"I told you a little about marriage customs." Lao Wang looked at him, and to be honest, a little sympathetic. What a simple child he is. His standard mind is simple and his limbs are well developed. I really can't bear to hurt him: "It's said that your Winter tribe and the Bingling lineage have been in many generations, and it's all old traditions..."

Gina and others frowned a little inaccurately, but Ota was happy to hear it. His tone was like grandpa's style, and he always couldn't read it.

Look, Grandpa is still good to me, and while saying that he would not think about random things, he had already arranged everything and told Wang Feng about the marriage between the two tribes. Isn’t that just persuading Wang Feng to retreat? Isn’t this Nanman understands the profound meaning of Grandpa’s words or pretending not to understand?

"Is there anything else?"

"It's gone." Lao Wang spread his hands: "The rest is just asking for help. Tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk, I'm dry and hungry..."

Ota laughed happily and said heroically: "Don't worry, we have nothing else here, there are some food and drinks!"

In fact, Ota is still ‘moderate’, it’s not just about eating and drinking…

I must stay here at night. Everyone has an arranged residence. The room for Wang Feng is very large. After all, there is more than Wang Feng in the room.

They were two delicate beauties of Winter... They were the two dancers who danced with Wang Feng before. When Lao Wang returned to the Yinbing Club, they were no longer there and thought they had left. But unexpectedly, they saw them smiling and greeting each other. They took the arm of Lao Wang on the left and right, and said softly: "Brother Wang Feng and our sisters fell in love with each other. According to our Winter custom, you can choose one of us."

Both the people of the Winter and the Bingling Tribe live in a snowy environment. They are born with white skin and high nose bridge, plump figure and tenderness.

The two sisters are very beautiful. The left and right balls are squeezed up like water, and the scent of breath like orchids, even the gentleman is a little uncontrollable, let alone Lao Wang, the treatment... Needless to say, it must be arranged by Ota. Even if there is such a "bad habit", it is not my turn to do it.

This kid always wants to point out his identity as a scumbag. Can he hide such a clumsy subtitle than Lao Wang?

Originally, everyone was drinking and chatting, and it was nothing to have a little ambiguous relationship, but if you were to say that serving the bed was just a big move. Not to mention that Xue Zhiyu was a princess, even if Lao Wang was a woman, she couldn't bear it.

So, "What else can I choose? I'm bored when I sleep for a long night. How lonely two people are, but only three people are fun!"

The two women looked at each other and smiled. Winter was a small population and didn't care much about it. Although it was purposeful, Wang Feng did not make them disgusted.

The two of them reached out and wanted to remove Lao Wang's clothes. Wang Feng waved his hand quickly, "Don't be anxious, I can't eat hot tofu in a hurry. Interest is very important." As he said, Lao Wang took out a stack of five-color cards from his pocket like a magic trick. This was what he wanted from Fourier, and said excitedly: "Come on, play cards with me! Do you have money? I'll lend it to you if you don't have money! Don't be afraid, I just learned it, it's very weak, you will definitely win!"

Two girls in winter looked at each other. The southerners really know how to play, just play, who is afraid of whom?
Chapter completed!