A million ways to survive in the dungeon

The atmosphere in the room was very anxious.

There was a crowd of people outside the door. If you look carefully, they are all men.

Each one of them looked at the room with eyes that were either coveted for a long time or staring with eagerness.

The former is for Situ Yi, and the latter is for Zheng Qian.

Zheng Qian had no doubt that if he used space teleportation to teleport Situ Yi away at this time, the next second, the men crowding the corridor outside the door would rush in and strangle him to death.

The arrival of this woman brought unprecedented trouble to Zheng Qian.

After swallowing, he finally turned his attention back to the girl sitting in the center of the room.

Zheng Qian didn’t look carefully at the last rescue battle in Guiya Mountain. This time he was so close, and Zheng Qian couldn’t help but sigh...

Situ Zhou’s DNA is really good!

Ice muscles are better than snow, and the figure is slim. I won’t talk about these basic configurations.

Apart from being able to read and write through common sense, Zheng Qian is basically illiterate, and I don't know how to describe her beauty.

Anyway, she just has a pair of big eyes, a nose, two ears, and a mouth, all very beautiful, that's it.

"Mr. Zheng Qian, right?" The girl gently stroked her hair on her temples, her cheeks showing a slight blush under the sunlight outside the window.

"Uh...yes, it's me."

Zheng Qian was not very interested in how beautiful she looked.

Because compared to their beauty, the three guards behind Situ Yi attracted Zheng Qian's attention more.

Zheng Qian had heard about it. After hearing about the rescue battle at Guiya Mountain, the king hired the three strongest Ningjin-level adventurers as bodyguards for his daughter to protect Situ Yi at all times.

I believe it is these three people.

These are three heavily armored warriors with extremely thick armor.

So much so that if you just stand there and make the slightest movement of your body, the floor will make a harsh creaking sound, as if every board is saying: "Ah~ I can't do it anymore, I'm going to break~"

A finger of thick armor covers every inch of his body.

Even the elbows and back knees, which are the most difficult to cover, are protected by flexible fish scale armor.

The helmets of the three people are even more personalized.

It's a bit like a medieval railing helmet, with one, two or three thick and long horns on the top.

What Zheng Qian couldn't understand the most was.

The one-horned warrior's armor is all red, the two-horned warrior's armor is all yellow, and the triangle warrior's armor is all...excuse the color.

The three colors of red, light and green are extremely eye-catching.

What color is this? traffic light? ? ?

"In the last rescue battle at Guiya Mountain, I heard that you were the one who killed the war king Roosevelt?"

The girl sat politely on the wooden chair, her white jade-like little hands on her lower abdomen, and said with a chuckle: "Aotian has mentioned you several times before. I didn't expect that a hero is born out of a boy."

Zheng Qian turned his head and said, "Did Her Royal Highness come to me to talk about such dry topics?"

"presumptuous!"

As soon as Zheng Qian finished speaking, the red warrior fiercely drew his sword and pointed it at Zheng Qian, shouting sternly.

"How dare you make fun of Her Royal Highness the Princess?!"

Warrior Huang also stamped his feet and drew his sword and pointed it at Zheng Qian.

"Princess, this man is arrogant and guilty, so kill him!"

The forgiving warrior also stamped his feet, drew his sword and pointed it at Zheng Qian.

"I think the two brothers are right!"

Zheng Qian frowned.

Situ Yi waved his hand, his sleeves swaying: "Don't be rude."

The three of them sheathed their swords.

Situ Yi pursed her thin lips and said with a smile: "Actually, I came here this time to find out whether Mr. Zheng Qian is married?"

"What the hell?!"

As soon as these words came out, the men outside who heard all this collectively exploded!

For a time, there were people who swore to assassinate Zheng Qian, people who cursed Zheng Qian's grandfather, and people who greeted Zheng Qian's crotch.

Even Zheng Sepi, who was sitting in the corner of the room, pulled out Ikskeba, stared at Zheng Qian fiercely and licked the blade.

"Ouch."

Then his tongue was scratched.

Situ Yi took a deep breath.

A coldness suddenly flashed across his eyes as bright as the night sky.

"How dare you, all the idle people, please retreat!"

The red warrior was keenly aware of this, pulled out the sword from his waist and shouted at the people outside the door.

The people outside the door then reluctantly exited the second floor where Zheng Qian was.

"Hey, there's you too."

Zheng Sepi was stunned and raised his head, only to find that the Forgiveness Warrior was looking at him.

Zheng Sepi quickly put away the knife and waved his hand: "No, I am Zheng Qian's best friend."

"No, you are just an idler."

"Hey, I don't like hearing what you're saying. Do you know who I am? I'm Zheng Yi. I was number one in eastern Sichuan six years ago... Huh? Why am I flying?"

There was a clang.

The glass window on the second floor was smashed.

Zheng Sepi fell head first into a passing dung truck.

Zheng Qian didn't care about the reaction of the people outside.

In fact, as soon as Situ Yi said these words, Zheng Qian felt as if he had been struck by lightning.

"Your Highness, Princess, what do you mean by this?"

"Are you pretending to be confused?" Situ Yi raised her eyebrows slightly and opened her thin lips slightly: "If you are not married, marry me."

Zheng Qian: "..."

Wait a minute, these eight words have a lot to say, let me think about where to start.

Situ Yi calmly adjusted the hem of her snow-white skirt and said: "The information on the Guiya Mountain rescue battle has been compiled, and now the entire palace is in chaos.

In particular, the survivors of your Seventeenth Army collectively testified that you singled out the war king Roosevelt and handed over his head afterwards.

When Zhao Aotian heard about this in the morning, his expression was very exciting.

Father should summon you tonight, right?

How about it? If you agree to marry me, my father will summon me tonight and I will ask him to marry us. "

"No! Wait...wait a moment! Your Highness Princess, shall I marry you? You mean, you, you, you...you like me? We don't even know each other in Tama!"

"presumptuous!"

As soon as Zheng Qian finished speaking, the red warrior fiercely drew his sword and pointed it at Zheng Qian, shouting sternly.

"How dare you say foul words to Her Royal Highness the Princess?!"

Warrior Huang also stamped his feet and drew his sword and pointed it at Zheng Qian.

"Princess, this man is arrogant and guilty, so kill him!"

The forgiving warrior also stamped his feet, drew his sword and pointed it at Zheng Qian.

"I think the two brothers are right!"

Zheng Qian: "..."

"Don't be rude." Situ Yi waved his hand, and the three of them sheathed their swords.

These three guys... are a bit annoying.

Perhaps sensing Zheng Qian's mood, Situ Yi stood up slightly and said, "I'm sorry, they were arranged by my father. Although they are a bit brainless, they are indeed top-notch masters and loyal enough to the country." , that’s why it’s like this, Mr. Zheng Qian, please don’t be offended.”

After saying that, she cleared her throat and said: "Back to the topic just now, it doesn't matter whether you and I know each other. What matters is that you have enough strength and are a strong person.

And I am a once-in-a-thousand-year beauty.

Don’t you think that God created us just to be together?

Who else in the entire kingdom is worthy of this palace except you? "

Zheng Qian's cheek flesh twitched a few times: "You are so narcissistic."

Situ Yi shook his cascading hair nonchalantly: "People need to be self-aware. This is not narcissism, it is a fact.

Only the best men are worthy of me. I used to consider Zhao Aotian, but now that you are here, I am in a difficult position.

To be honest, it would be great if you could have a fight with Zhao Aotian. It would also be easier for me to make a judgment. "

Zheng Qian couldn't laugh or cry at these words: "Hey, Your Highness, you are doing this, does your father know?"

"My father gave me the freedom to marry, and I have the right to decide on my own partner."

Speaking of this, Situ Yi Shengxian's face suddenly showed a thick haze: "How is it? Mr. Zheng Qian, I am from Eastern Sichuan... No, she may be the most beautiful woman in the world, and a rare treasure for you men.

To put it bluntly, although I am a virgin, I have secretly practiced my skills with my father's concubines since I was 13 years old.

Regardless of appearance, appearance, or skills, I am confident that I will not lose to anyone, and as the eldest princess, I have countless rights and wealth.

Being able to be courted by a beauty like me is a blessing gained from past lives.

You only have one chance. Do you want to marry me? "

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