Chapter 623

Along the way, there was the oppressive way of putu, which was very smooth. It was inevitable that the generals of Longxuan Empire were asked at the border. Shen Yan and Xiao Gancui went directly from the edge of the wasteland.

The idea that the wasteland is safer than the outside really makes people vomit blood.

The trace of oblivion can be said to be the largest trading market in Guangming mainland.

There is nothing you can't buy here, only what you can't think of.

From all kinds of treasures to all kinds of Warcraft.

But there is a rule in the forgetting trace that no matter what you want to buy, you can't ask about the origin of the goods.

Shen Yanxiao and them arrived at the mark of forgetting ten days later.

Standing on the plain, looking at the canyon leaving on the earth, it's really amazing.

Walking into the forgotten traces, you can see houses built in the valley, dirty ground and dilapidated buildings, just like a civilian cave.

The whole valley is hot and dry. The thick stench makes people feel uncomfortable.

In such a dirty and disordered place, we can see nobles and rich businessmen in bright clothes walking on the street. Behind many people, they are followed by several slaves with poor clothes and dull eyes. Those slaves are still led by the buyer with iron chains on their limbs, just like animals.

"Come and see, young and strong adult slaves, strong and in good condition."

"Little slave girl..."

As the only slave market in the whole bright continent, there are slave traders everywhere in the forgotten trace.

The slaves knelt on the wooden platform, with chains on all their limbs. The two thick iron collars on their necks tightly held their necks. They were all covered with hair, their ragged cloth covered the last trace of shame, dirty and smelly.

The slave trader held the whip in his hand, yelled and waved it at the same time. He didn't care to throw the whip like a viper on the slaves.

"It's really uncomfortable here." As a priest's sleeping wolf, it was hard to bear the cruelty of the slave market. He watched a young girl curled up under the whip of a businessman and shivered.

"There is such a place in the bright land. I don't know what people are thinking here." The wolf couldn't bear to look down, but could only look away.

Six wolves look at Shen Yanxiao, who is walking in front of them. Since he entered into the trace of forgetting, Shen Yanxiao has not said a word.

They didn't know that Shen Yanxiao was the one who couldn't stand the slave trade.

Shen Yanxiao's eyes, with a never before cold feeling, looked at the slaves who were sold along the road, saw those who had been thoroughly brainwashed kneeling on the ground under the rebuke of the peddler, begging for the favor of the buyer, like the sold animals, showing their teeth and muscles, and imitating the Buddha looking forward to being bought back.

There was a noise and a commotion among the crowd ahead.

A strong, shirtless man pulled a thin little girl and ran away from the crowd.

Behind them, five or six fat men with big stomachs and round waists were chasing after them with whips.

The crowd formed a natural barrier. Under the constant impact, the strong man suddenly fell to the ground. The little girl he left in his hand rushed forward and directly fell to Shen Yanxiao's feet.

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I'll go to the hospital to have my teeth extracted. Update the chapter first.