My Unrivalled Princess: I Won’t Mess With You

Luo Qianchan came back with a hundred people, and was stunned. There are men and women, some are young, and they are all dressed in tattered wolves, and instantly turned the training ground into a shelter.

Yang Qiu and Lin Jiu stopped training and got in front of Luo Qianchan and Xiao Jinger.

"Two bosses, don't you just pull back the people who are asking for food in the street to cultivate? This martial art is gifted, we can't bring this casual person.

As Yang Qiu and Lin Jiu talked, they looked at the hundred people with a bit of disdain. In fact, Xiao Jinger was not very confident in Luo Qianchan's abrupt behavior. After all, these slaves had never encountered the practice of martial arts.

He listened to the complaints of Yang Qiu and Lin Jiu, and looked indifferently to the side.

"Feng Qing, what do you think?" # _ # 27218470

Luo Qianqian wanted to find someone who stood by her side, but this Fengqing heard her ask herself, pouting in embarrassment, and stopped talking. Luo Qianchan knew that Fengqing was stupid, and the expression of distress had already given her the answer. This guy also feels unreliable!

Humph! Luo Qianchan's heart was upset, and she waved her arms and announced boldly.

"I do n’t need to worry about a few of you, this one hundred people, this girl will show you personally! Yang Qiu, Lin Jiu! The two teams you brought are exactly one hundred, the same number as me. I agree with you, A month later, the two teams competed, and the losing team was in charge of feeding for a month. How about that? "

Yang Qiu and Lin Jiu listened to Luo Qianqian's uneasy challenge, and looked at each other with incredible faces. Although this Luo shallow is very tight, it does not mean that she has a supernatural ability, and can train these cowardly people to become masters within a month.

"Boss, are you correct? A month's time? Although our 100 people are not considered masters, they are all based on martial arts, and there is no problem for ordinary people one to three. Are you sure you want to compare this? "# 2.7218470

Yang Qiu repeatedly confirmed to Luo Qianchan that Lin Jiu felt that Luo Qianchan was joking.

"Yes, boss, are you sure? Don't just give us an excuse to improve our food, and finally make us bully you."

Luo Qian shallow looked at Yang Qiu and Lin Jiu this pair of win-win looks, his mouth raised a meaningful smile. Xiao Jinger and Feng Qing aside saw Luo Qianchan's smile, and heaved in his heart. Somehow, somehow, Yang Qiu and Lin Jiu lost.

"My girl doesn't have time to joke with you. I don't think you dare to fight? Hurry up, in the end?"

This Luo shallow talk has talked about this, Yang Qiu and Lin Jiu could not fight, and can't justify it. Besides, there is nothing wrong with this inevitable competition.

"Okay! Now that the boss is so confident, we can't be bullied. We are fighting!"

"Yes, fight! Boss rest assured that this month we try to train as slowly as possible, not to bully you too much."

Yang Qiu and Lin Jiujiao couldn't do it, Luo Qiang rolled his eyes at them.

"You don't have to let this girl! Use your energy to feed your milk. Don't lose too much!"

After finishing talking, Luo Qiandao led Xiao Jinger to settle down the one hundred people. Find someone to change clothes for them, eat and drink, and then go home to rest.

Xiao Jinger looked at the bet that Luo Caiqian and Yang Qiulin were nine, and thought Luo Qianqian would be anxious to train these people. At the very least, there is a lesson first. But this shallow light directly let the people go to bed full of food, drink, and sleep, and she didn't panic, which made her feel inexplicable.

"Boss, aren't you in a hurry to train them? You only have one month, but this group of people is completely zero-based! Maybe, you can't even get the knife!"

Luo Qian shrugged indifferently.

"If I can't even take the knife, then I'm forcing them to train hungry and tired. What's the use? They were just tired after being rescued from the slave market and being given medicine. This Time to train can only make things worse. The state of the beginning is not good, which may ruin their future passion. "

"Then what do you plan to do in the future ..."

"Hei Hei! We have to be empty now, we might as well think about giving our gang a loud faction name!"

Luo Qian shallow did not have any sense of worry, and excitedly interrupted Xiao Jinger's worry. Xiao Jinger looked at her helplessly. Although she had no bottom in her heart, she always felt inexplicable that everything was possible. So let go of curiosity and help Luo Qiangan think about the name.

"Since it was a gang created by the boss, it should be named after the boss."

"my name?"

Luo shallowly frowned and thought, trying to pick up the name.

"Simple school? Lolo school?"

Luo Qian shallow said the more I felt that the name was naive and low, with no charm or temperament, and no sweetness from egg yolk.

"How about the shallow cloud pie?"

Worrying, a strong voice reminded me behind my ears. When hearing this voice, Luo Qianchan's face appeared a charming smile, looked back without even glancing at him, and flew directly into the arms of people.

The visitor is Mu Rongyun, the eighth prince. He really can't bear the thought of Luo shallow, and he will come here to watch the free time.

At first glance.

"You came!"

"I'm coming here naturally, and I'm all wearing it in the city today. It is said that the famous Miss Four led the Bailai people through the streets. The king was curious and wanted to see his own woman again. What a shocking thing has happened. "

Murong Yun said pettingly, Luo Qian wrinkled his nose and smiled, showing a little Aojiao.

"The girl naturally wants to do something earth-shattering, but first of all, you need to get a shocking faction. What did you just say?"

"Shallow Cloud School, Luo Qianchan and Murong Yun, how do you dare not put the name of the king with you?"

Luo Qian shallow looked at Murong Yun's jealous appearance, pouting with a smile, and opened his eyes to Murong Yun.

"Why should I put the name of the eighth lord into my name? What good can the eighth lord give the little girl?"

"Oh ... you!"

Murong Yun smiled helplessly and petulantly, and opened his mouth proudly.

"In this way, if you add your king's name. From now on, all the rewards of your training place will come from your king's treasure house. What you want to take is yours!"

"Is this true?"

Cai Mi Luo's shallow upper body, waiting for those shiny big eyes to yell excitedly. Murong Yun is helpless, this girl is now afraid that she has more money than herself, but she is still so rich.

"So happy to do? Isn't it yours by the door? You can save it!"

"Hey, this girl can be clear, this is not yet the door, mine is mine. Okay, for the generosity of the eight kings, the name of this faction has been set, Qianyun faction!"