Chapter 4024

That's a group of slaves who are about to be sold!

Different races, different genders, different accomplishments

The same thing is that they are all tied by a special collar around their neck and then tied by an iron chain.

It looks like a bunch of dogs tied.

At the moment, a fat guy is planning to buy a slave of the troll family.

The slave of the giant spirit family has a star of true holy cultivation. He is three meters tall and strong.

But, at the moment, he was on his knees, and the fat man who was going to sell him jumped directly onto his back and rode like a horse.

This humiliation is worse than death!

However, the slave of the giant spirit clan crawled around obediently and dared not resist at all.

"Alas..."

On one side, another slave couldn't help sighing.

The slave's hair was scattered, his face was covered with dust, and he was wearing a ragged Taoist robe.

However, even so, it can be seen that he has a fairy temperament, a pair of deep eyes, as if they contain heaven and earth, unfathomable.

Most importantly, the Taoist also holds a book in his hand.

Although his head, face and body were covered with dust and rags, the book in his hand was well preserved.

Book pages are the most common A4 white paper in the global print shop.

The first page is impressively written in four large characters, plus a line of small characters.

"Chasing the wind and fighting the statue"!

Author: old leader!

"Zhenyuan Daxian!?"

In fact, Chen Xiaobei has never seen Zhenyuan immortal, but Chen Xiaobei can't be more familiar with the printed version of chasing the wind and fighting respect.

In those days, the better Chen Xiaobei and Zhenyuan Daxian were. Every three million words updated in "chasing the wind and fighting respect" could be exchanged for a ginseng fruit.

At that time, in order to prevent Zhenyuan Daxian from easily viewing the update after downloading the reading software with his mobile phone, Chen Xiaobei did not give Zhenyuan Daxian a mobile phone, but printed the updated "chasing the wind and fighting respect" and sent it to Zhenyuan Daxian with a red envelope.

A blink of an eye has passed for such a long time. Unexpectedly, Zhenyuan Daxian still loves this novel.

Even at this point, I can't put it down.

"Zhenyuanzi!? it's really him!!!"

Taoist mosquito saw Zhenyuan immortal and said with a surprised look: "how did Zhenyuan son get to the holy land outside the sky? His cultivation is still half a step true saint, and it's impossible to come..."

Chen Xiaobei explained: "Zhenyuan immortal was secretly plotted by his good friend Hongyun's ancestor. During the fight, he fell into a space crack, which may have been transmitted!"

"I see..." the mosquito nodded.

At the same time, Chen Xiaobei has rushed over, because there may be danger if he doesn't go to Zhenyuan Daxian again.

"Yes! What are you sighing about? Are you unhappy with Ben?"

The fat man riding on the back of the slave of the Juling family glared at Zhenyuan immortal.

"I......" Zhenyuan immortal was depressed.

Seriously, Zhenyuan immortal is really unhappy with the fat man.

However, the sigh just now is more because of the attitude of the troll slaves.

Being so humiliated and obedient, such servility is the most desperate.

Seeing the appearance of the giant spirit slave, Zhenyuan immortal couldn't help feeling melancholy and sighed.

Is there something wrong with this?

"Paralysis! Ben Dashao is talking to you! You don't answer! Do you despise Ben Dashao?"

The fat man was even more upset when he saw that Zhenyuan immortal didn't speak.

You know, these goods are fat and well-dressed. Obviously, they are rich and powerful.

In his eyes, slaves should obey their orders and be as humble as dogs.

How dare Zhenyuan immortal be angry with him? Dare you ignore him?

According to the rules of the city, it's reasonable for him to kill Zhenyuan immortal directly!

"I... I didn't..."

Zhenyuan immortal is so self-restraint that she naturally disdains to quarrel. However, it is unreasonable for a scholar to meet a soldier!

"You're not paralyzed! How dare you talk back to a Cheap slave!"

The fat man bared his teeth and roared, "what Ben said here is what he wants you to die! It's just a word!"

"I......" Zhenyuan Daxian was called a suffocating.

If it weren't for her strength, she would have fought back even if she fought hard.

Tang Tang Zhen Yuan Daxian! The ancestor of earth immortals is the same king as the world. The Taoist temple only worships heaven and earth, not any saints! Don't even worship Hongjun! Don't worship heaven!

Such a person has been reduced to such a situation at the moment.

It's really a pity.

"Still unwilling to kneel down and admit your mistake!?"

The fat man's eyes were cold and shouted angrily: "come on! Kill this bitch slave alive! Boss! Come directly to settle the account. I'll take this Juling slave. I'll take the one killed, too!"

"Yes, yes, yes!"

The slave trader ran over with a smile on his face: "two slaves, a total of 100000 inferior Saint yuan spars!"

100000, two lives!

In Ningshi holy city, the life of slaves is not as good as the dog Jingui of powerful families!

"Wait a minute!"

At this time, Chen Xiaobei had rushed over, pointed to Zhenyuan immortal and said, "I want his life! I'll pay ten times the price!"

"This..." the slave trader looked stunned, greedy, but he didn't dare to promise.

"Shit!"

The fat man shouted directly, stared at Chen Xiaobei and shouted angrily, "which onion and garlic are you? Dare you intervene in the big and small things? Don't you know how to write the dead word?"

Seeing the scene in front of him, even Zhenyuan immortal was very confused and didn't understand why this young man who had never met had to save himself?

"I'm from Wolong Pavilion in the north of the city!" As soon as Chen Xiaobei's eyes coagulated, he suddenly put pressure on the outside.

Chen Xiaobei's state of mind is already strong. After many recent trials, he has gone to a higher level.

At the moment, the pressure was released, and the fat man swallowed his saliva and his pupils shrank! It feels like falling into an ice cave for thousands of years, and my body and mind are about to be frozen.

More importantly, Chen Xiaobei mentioned the north of the city! Wolong Pavilion!

In fact, when he entered the city just now, Zhao Helong was the man who pretended to be Wolong Pavilion. The guards guarding the city not only released immediately, but also dared not even ask questions!

"You... Are you from Wolong pavilion?"

The fat man took a breath, jumped down from the back of the spirit gathering slave, knelt his head and bent down, just like a child who made a mistake.

"Stop talking nonsense! Will you let the person I want?" Chen Xiaobei asked coldly.

"Let's go, let's go!" The fat guy's head is like a chicken pecking rice. How dare he say no?

"Boss! Come and collect the money?" Chen Xiaobei said.

"No, no, no... no money!"

The slave trader shook his head like a rattle and said with a flattering smile, "this slave is nothing special. It's a gift to you!"