v2 Chapter 1043： Worried prapa

Chapter 1033 grievance of Prapa

Inside the wooden house, exactly the same as Prapa imagined, narrow and sturdy.

Moreover, the entire wooden house has nothing more than the middle round table and several stools.

Sitting across from the round table is a race that Prapa never thought of, which would have been seen in La Sudran - the abyss of the aborigines.

The weak body, the thin body like a piece of paper, and the dark, ink-free eyes without the white eyes and the pupils.

The man who is in front of him is an abyss.

An abyss of the aboriginal people actually appeared in the hall and the emperor appeared in La Sudran? ! This made Prapa completely unable to believe his eyes.

Although Rasudran did not ban the arrival of the aborigines, the same, Rasudran did not ban humans. However, do people dare to come?

In the same way, the aborigines came here and did not despise the soft lambs into the wolves.

"You, you... are you Aboriginal?" Prapa trembled with his fingers, pointing at the youth across the round table in amazement.

The young man smiled and nodded, then pointed to the stool and said: "Sit, today I opened the store, you are the first guest, I can give you a discount."

The youth seems to be completely unconcerned with Prapa's suspicions, and is still constantly introducing the characteristics of his store.

Unfortunately, the abyss that he said is really awkward, and the level of the abyss that seems to be graffiti outside, Prapa almost did not understand his meaning.

Prapa couldn't help but interrupt: "You are an aboriginal, why come to La Sudran to open a store? Are you not afraid of trouble?"

The young man opposite the face, "What do you mean? What?"

The young man pointed to the window behind him, and Prapa stood out and looked at it, but saw the half-blood demon in the forest, and there was a little demon. They are all motionless and seem to be in a coma?

How can this be? Are these demons all solved?

Prapa shuddered and looked a little more respectful when he looked at the young shopkeeper across the round table. You must know that one of the little devils is not a parallel of the faint little devil. This shopkeeper can solve it and solve hundreds of himself.

With such a strong strength, it is no wonder that one dared to go to La Sudran, and also opened a shop that I do not know.

The young shop owner shrugged at the moment: "I think you may have misunderstood, and I can't solve those troubles."

His voice just fell, and there was a cold cry from the window behind him: "No one can fight, and even warm-up has not started, it really makes me sad."

Prapa immediately looked at it, but saw a tall, dark-skinned woman wearing a very hot, lost a little demon in the woods, then walked to the window, squatting from the outside to the window, looking into the store .

The black-skinned woman's blue-red smudges crossed the icy light, and Prapa felt as if she had been stared by a powerful predator, producing coolness from the roots of the tail and reaching the head along the back.

Prapa settled down, the only thought in his mind, there is only one word: "Good!"

Just licking it with your eyes, it numbs the scalp. This kind of strong, at least is also a middle-level demon! Absolutely impossible to exist! No wonder those little demons and half-blood demons have no power to fight back!

"Hey, this kid is also looking for a sly?" The black woman stretched her fingers more than Prapa.

Waiting for the young shop owner to answer, Prapa quickly waved his hand: "No, I am an ordinary customer."

At this time, the youth flashed a glimmer of light, whispering: "It doesn't look like it's looking for sly, but after buying it, I didn't buy anything, it was a bit suspicious."

Prapa did not wait for the black woman's reaction, and quickly shouted: "The shopkeeper, I am here to consume, the reason why I did not buy anything, is that you just said a lot, the words are too vague, I did not listen. Understand, can you repeat it again?"

The young man smiled and said: "Our business here is to let you experience the rhythm of the ocean."

"Only this one?" This time Prapa heard it clearly, but it was a bit puzzled: "I just seemed to hear something else?"

"You got it wrong, only this one."

"Well, can you tell us exactly what this experience is? And what is the price?"

When Prapa asked this, the black woman who was kneeling at the door of the window finally stopped looking at it. Instead, she turned over and sat down on the edge of the window, blowing the fresh wind of the forest and closing her eyes.

"Experiencing the rhythm of the ocean is literally. As for the price, open a good deal, give you a discount, just 100 demon gold coins." Young people look a little cheaper.

Prapa licked his ears and didn't believe what price he heard.

"Do you want to talk to the owner again? What is the price?"

"100 demon gold coins." After the young man finished speaking, he whispered: "Don't I set it too cheap?"

Prapa only felt like a thunder, and subconsciously said the thought in his heart: "100 demon gold coins? Are you robbing?"

"Robbery? Um?" The voice of the youth suddenly fell down, and when the eyes turned to Prapa, there was a hint of darkness.

At the same time, the black woman sitting on the edge of the window suddenly opened her eyes, and glanced at Prapa coldly, and this way, let Prapa fall like a hail.

The owner of the museum rescued me. They are not opening a shop at all. They are really intimidating and robbing, and they are forced to buy and sell!

The woman’s eyes are clearly saying: You dare not buy, the end is the same as the other pieces.

Prapa swallowed a slobber, and it is now aggrieved. Originally I saw the abyss on the signboard, and it felt cordial. After entering the store, I saw a shopkeeper of the abyss aborigines, although I was surprised, but also made it very emotional. After all, its mother is an aboriginal, although he does not know which family this youth is, but inexplicably makes it very close.

As a result, this aboriginal is simply a greedy blame, and this "psychedelic" shop is simply a black shop!

Under the brows of the young shopkeeper, in the woman’s threatening eyes, Prapa’s grievances... cried.

Since the death of his parents, it was the first time that he felt so wronged, and the grievances of the eyes were hot, and the blue tears fell.

As soon as the teardrops landed, they became crystal blue beads.

"This is the essence of the UFO water of the UFO, which can keep the meat fresh." The cold female voice came out.

The young shopkeeper swayed, not knowing where to get a plate, in front of Prapa. A deputy is crying, don't waste the situation.

Prapa's chest was boring, and some could not cry out.

At this time, the young shop owner said: "Why are you crying?"

Prapa seems to feel a little shameful, grievous: "You are too expensive, I can't afford it."

"Is the price I set very expensive?" The young shop owner looked confused and looked at the woman behind him.

The woman closed her eyes at this time and said coldly: "It feels expensive because it is poor. Also, don't bother with this kind of thing in the future."

Prapa, accused of "poor", although he was wronged in his heart, he also looked away. It took out its own small purse and fell to the table -

Dangdang, a few devil gold coins were dumped on the round table.

"My family has only this." As he said, Prapa took out two gold coins that looked the most worn out from his ears: "These two are the relics left to me by my parents, so I only have the most Ten gold coins."

Prapa has now accepted his life, probably not leaving the layer today.

It’s a big deal, it’s been dry for a few months. After all, the situation is stronger than people, especially the black-skinned woman, who is estimated to kill it.

In the abyss full of killing, in order to survive, it is only a loss of devil gold coins, in fact, it is already very good luck.

"That seems that you are really poor." After the young shop owner said this, his fingers tapped on the table, as if thinking about something. After a while, he said, "Well, after all, after you opened the store, the first guest who came in, I will give you the price of the first big bargain, how about the eight demon coins?"

What can Prapa say? The other party opens eight demon gold coins. It is estimated that it is said that the two are the parents’ relics, and the owner’s heart is born... oh? This shop owner actually has compassion? ! Then if it is recharged, can it leave without spending?

Thinking of this, Prapa decided to try it.

"Actually, I am making money to avenge my parents, but my strength is too weak. The method of cultivating the little devil is not very good. I want to make money by my own labor." Prapa will make his own How pitiful the experience is, how pitiful it is.

However, it found that the opposite youth did not seem to move, or smiled.

Is my story not enough?

"Is it that you make money to improve your strength, in the hope of revenge and hate?" The young man said: "That's right, you belong to the water system, feel the rhythm of the ocean, and promote your strength."

As he said, the young shopkeeper took the eight demonic gold coins on the table and left the two "relics" on the table.

“How? When are you going to start your journey of experience?”

Prapa's expression has a moment of stiffness. It seems that the other's compassion has been used up. Also, even if it is the aborigines, in the world of demons, you will understand how deceitful the devil is, just like it was before. That way. As soon as you see the seam, you will insert the needle inside.

In fact, it was not like this before, but after coming to La Sudran, it slowly changed like himself.

Prapa sighed and knew that he could only bite his head.

Eight gold coins, not too much, a few months. To put it another way, it only used eight demon gold coins to make a small life in front of the middle-level demon, which is already very profitable.

It will be a big time, try this "experience tour" that dares to open a hundred demon gold coins after the discount. What kind of luxury is it.

As the owner said, it can enhance its strength, and Prapa is completely a joke.

(End of this chapter)