The prince charming's elm head was obviously unable to operate. I was afraid that he would crash, so I shook my palm in front of his eyes.

"You, you mean, your country is so powerful! So, what is your status in the country?" The prince looked at my leather shoes.

It was obvious that he didn't catch any colds at all for my shirt and pants. The only thing that made him feel amazing was that pair of leather shoes.

I really want to grab his bow tie and tell him that my shirt and pants are all from GVC (Givenchy), which is my most expensive outfit. You ignorant guy!

"Well, I think about it, how do you say it? Strictly speaking, I am the master of the country!" I raised my chin and looked for granted!

Although I am very ashamed, I really have no job now. The typical proletariat. You must know that the proletariat is the master of the country. I really feel that I don’t blush when I say such words.

"Hiss--" The prince took a breath and his eyes looked at me suddenly changed.

"Didn't lie to me?" The prince still didn't believe it.

"Absolutely not!" I believed it very much, there was no shame on my face, and my tone was particularly firm.

The prince looked at my face and finally looked at my shoes. He believed it three times in his heart. The main reason was the pair of shoes he loved deeply.

"I can see, you still don't believe it." I stared at the prince's face, my face full of unhappy expressions.

The prince waved his hand and wanted to explain a few words, but he didn't know how to say it.

"Show you something else." I reached into my pants pocket.

The prince quickly stretched his head with a curious look on his face.

Slowly, I took out a lighter from my pocket.

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In the dense forest, the prince charming played with the lighter in his hand for a long time. It was obvious that he could not understand that the texture of this metal was obviously not something that his country could make, and there were also the beautiful patterns carved on it. He had never seen anyone who could do this.

At this time, he believed in his heart three more times.

I took the lighter and said meaningfully to the prince: "Actually, I am still a magician."

The prince was completely frightened by me now. He raised his head and asked, "Magician, what is that?"

I patted my head, damn, why don’t there be even the concept of a magician in this world, but it seems that there is a concept of a witch, as if the queen is a witch, but she is so beautiful. Looking at the picture on the cover, she is still old-fashioned.

"Look!" I realized that I was addicted to showing off my skills.

The prince came over curiously, and then... I turned on the Zippo lighter.

"Ah--" the prince exclaimed, burning off a few eyebrows.

I smiled complacently and said softly: "Did you see it? This is also my treasure from the Great Heavenly Kingdom and a treasure for controlling fire!"

The prince covered his right eye, but fortunately there was no burn. At this moment, he was really shocked. Just pressing it so lightly, a flame actually generated!?

This... this is illogical!

"Dear... Prince of the Great Celestial Empire, what's the name of the things you have in your hands?" The Prince Charming now believed that I was a prince like him, and my identity was obviously more than one level higher than him. If the Great Celestial Empire was a kingdom, his small and broken place would probably be a big country.

"Oh, you can call it... Holy Fire Order!" I laughed, unfathomable.

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It is obvious that I have figured out that the man with glasses sold him a stolen version of the book. How handsome, handsome, approachable, the prince in the story is? Now, it seems that only handsome and handsome are left.

This prince charming is undoubtedly arrogant. From the beginning of the meeting, we can see that this arrogant look is quite rude, so I became more and more at ease with that small task. Anyway, I just think it's just playing games.

"Prince, I haven't asked you what your name is yet." I've actually been curious about what your name is.

"Oh, Prince of the Great Heavenly Dynasty, my name is Baima." Prince Charming seemed very proud of his name.

White.... White Horse? Prince Charming is called White Horse?

Although it is a fairy tale, is it a little too casual?

But Snow White is indeed called Snow White. Snow White is Snow White.

From this point of view, logically speaking, it seems that there is nothing unreasonable to call a white horse. It's just that this name is really a bird-beast.

"Ah, dear Prince of the Great Heavenly Dynasty, I haven't asked your name yet. For a noble, this is really a shameful act." The prince charming said to me.

"Oh, my name is Fang Lin." I smiled, but I couldn't laugh soon.

Because I saw a small sign, which was erected on the edge of the road, and it said: There is a trap, please pay attention...

It is obvious that if you have seen Pleasant Goat's children's shoes, you will definitely recognize this low-end trap. It is to dig a big hole and then lay a little weed on it to hunt down those more brain-stricken animals.

As for why the fairy tale world still has a very civilized billboard, maybe it’s because I don’t want to teach the children badly.

I looked at the trap and thoughtful.

"Prince Fang Lin, what are you looking at?" Prince Charming smiled. In fact, he really wanted to handle the relationship with me. His father told him to make more useful friends. It is obvious that this kind of friendship with a strong country is undoubtedly very precious.

"Oh, Prince Charming, I said, I am a magician. You have seen it before, I can make flames float on the metal. I still have a few little magic tricks, do you want to... learn to see?" I blinked my eyes.

The prince charming's eyes lit up slightly. He was really curious about the magical country of the Great Heavenly Kingdom. Fang Lin told him so many imaginative things along the way. People from this country can not only go into the sea, but also fly in the sky!

He had seen it just now, and I made a small wisp of flame out of thin air! Oh my God, is he a wizard?

With a curious attitude, the Prince Charming slowly walked towards that... trap under my instructions.

"You asked me to... step on?" Prince Charming pointed to the piles of haystacks.

I nodded and said seriously: "Yes, step on it. The next moment, I will let you enjoy the feeling of flying! Don't you want to fly? Believe me, youcanfly!"

The Prince Charming was thrilling. He saw me take out a lighter again, which is the Holy Fire Order. Maybe he mistakenly thought this was my spell cast treasure. It could make the flame float and it would definitely make me fly. As for why I stepped on the trap? Maybe this would be more exciting?

It is obvious that Prince Charming is a person who loves excitement and pursues excitement. Well, it is a bit like those who play bungee jumping on the earth.

The fairy tale world is still naive after all.

When the Prince Charming stepped on the trap, I snapped my fingers.

Bang—.

"tooyoung, toooosimple." I pretended to be soft, and I was so disdainful of this tone.

(ps1: Thanks to "Wu Shuanyue" and "He Wubao" for their rewards. After writing this chapter, I regretted it because Wu Shuanyue left a message in the book review area to bet that I would abuse the prince charming in this chapter, and also bet on my own little Dingding. Damn, I would have known that the next chapter would play with the prince's body, and it was true that you still understand me the best.)

(Ps2: Add to the previous chapter. I just like to complain occasionally, but I am a real patriot. I think it is really sad if a person does not love his country. However, some social phenomena still need to be criticized, but this does not affect love. In addition, crocodile leather shoes and leather bags are not recommended. I just write about it and play, but I can't afford it anyway.)
Chapter completed!