Chapter 1550: I think it's average 1

Chapter 1550 I think it's normal 1
"During this period, this princess will send someone over to take care of the diet and daily life of the gods and the entourage."
Jin Ying'er's attitude and etiquette towards Luo Chen are full, but she still doesn't compromise her momentum.
No matter how unreliable she is, she is also the royal blood of the dragon family, and she has received a good education since she was a child.
Although she had forgotten all these trainings for thousands of years when she was starving, the foundation she had laid since she was a child allowed her to deal with it in the most correct posture when it came to business.
Such Jin Ying'er made Mo Dianchen look at her with admiration.
Directly denied by Jin Ying'er face to face, the girl in white bit her lip, embarrassment, anger, shame and other emotions intertwined in her heart.
In the end, the white-clothed girl had water in her eyes, biting her lips without saying a word, and she turned into an appearance that had been wronged by the heavens.
The appearance of the white-clothed girl made the spirit races who have always supported her look down on the spot.
"No, it's impossible. What our queen brought out is the spirit soup, how could it be compared with the three broken chicken legs that the woman took out!"
"That is, we ask for another competition."
Jin Ying'er's verdict was not equivalent to beating behind them and beating the spirit race in the face.
How could their queen lose to Jun Mohuang's rude and rude woman.
"What that woman, this is our queen of the Nine Nether Realms, please respect it!"
"You still have broken drumsticks, can you speak? The three broken drumsticks that our queen took out are stronger than what your queen took out, which shows how bad your queen is."
"Yeah, I still don’t admit that my queen’s level is bad. This is so shameless. What’s not possible? You just hoped that our Nine Nether Realm would lose one by one. If you lose, you won’t accept it. Yes? Double standard dog, hypocrisy!"
"If you lose, you lose. Just now, His Royal Highness said, don't come to the Celestial Dragon Realm if you can't afford to lose. You people from the Spirit Clan are still whispering here, and you didn't put the Princess in your eyes at all."
What the Spirit Race people refuted, made the demons of Nine Nether Realm upset.
Not only did they refute from various angles, they also belittled the girl in white, and finally brought the matter back to Jin Ying'er.
On fear that the world will not be chaotic, who can compare with the demons of the Nine Nether World.
I dared to slander the queen who looked down on them before, hum, stun you to death!
"you guys!"
The spirit races of the heavenly spirit world glared at the refutation and slander of the demons.
Jin Ying'er frowned unhappy.
She didn't say it very clearly, and the golden light of the Heavenly Dragon Realm's acceptance of the two parties was enough to explain everything, why the people on the spiritual side were still stalking, not at all.
Jin Ying'er's favor with the spirit race plummeted.
"Princess, Huang'er spent a lot of energy this time to make the spirit soup. I hope that the princess can give this monarch a face and taste Huang'er's spirit soup."
Luo Chen couldn't bear to suffer such grievances from the white-clothed girl and directly use her identity privileges.
He didn't believe that the three chicken drumsticks Jun Mohuang casually took out could compare the spirit soup made by the girl in white.
Here, cooking is not the focus, but the overwhelming advantage brought by the supreme bloodline.
Everything just now must be a coincidence.
One more chance, the girl in white will definitely win.
"Well, for the face of the gods, this princess will taste the soul soup of the gods."
Letting Jin Ying'er taste the spirit soup is actually equivalent to asking for a retest, but he said it more tactfully.
(End of this chapter)