Dandere General and his Lord

"The main bureau is not happy, just the next ban, I have spurt the slave trading market of the whole state and the bridge." Cheng Feng open.

He and the Moqiao have a micro-service.

At this moment, the two men shouted on the sky.

Such a scene allows them to recall that there is a dark day in life.

"No, this is not the law of the rules." Cheng Qianhui gently opened, "Any sale will have a lot of demand, it will have a day. Even if I enforce the trading market of Zhangzhou. Also change the whole world This situation is generally existed. "

"You are patient. As long as I live, one day, I will fundamentally let this trading, completely die on this land."

It is obviously the same life, but these slaves are like livestock, abuse. Like the goods generally tied there, let others put, pick it.

From the front of the thousand leaves, I don't like to see this scene. Every time I encounter, she tried to avoid.

But today, she already has a straightforward courage.

She looked up and stepped on the mud and walked into this dirty market.

"The Lord, you don't go in." Mo Bridge looked at her and shook his head. "This place is too dirty, pollling your eyes."

"Bridge, you don't have to worry. I just want to contact, understand this. If I don't even look at it, how can I ban it?"

She used it, pinched the hand of the ink bridge, smiled and smiled and turned to the population market.

This market is divided into three large circles in some simple sitting sheds.

The outermost ring is like the fence of Guan Hummer, densely numb, and slaves that act as the main purpose of labor.

Yucheng has been reclaimed in the countless wasteland, and the farmland of farmland is seriously shortage.

Those who are slightly wealthy, or the military, the soldiers who have been distributed to the land have become the main buying power of this market.

The purpose of their purchase of slaves is to increase the labor in their home, use to cultivate the large farmland.

For them, buy a slave, not only take a lot of money in the house, but also in the family, there is still a pressure on a year of adults.

Even if slaves can eat very poor, always is also an important property in the home, can't be hungry.

They crowded before those fences before they were bustling.

Look at the body, look at the muscles, even pinch the oral cavity to see the teeth, to buy a powerful and healthy workforce home.

If there is a look, the slave dealer of the slave is a money to return to the price of a money.

For them, there is no difference between this and the animals used to buy a farm.

If you can't buy a strong slave, or the price of slaves is too high, then they would rather buy a cow, a scorpion.

When I went to the second circle, I watched many people, within the shack, only one to two slaves were smashed.

How many of these slaves have some ordinary slaves, such as literacy, cooking, master a musical instrument, or have experience in the giants.

Most of these slaves have a wooden sign, write their age, skills specialty and other information.

The slave dealers are guarded on the side, selling hard, and selling his "goods" to every guest.

Sometimes they even or even ordered their slave performances to attract the attention of the guests.

Guests picking a slave in this circle have a lot less.

Compared to those buyers, they are generally displaced. Most of them are a stream of buying housekeepers, coming out for their owners.

The most mileage is a huge tent, and the thick cloth covers the scenery inside.

Occasionally, there are two ornate guests to enter and exit, pick up the corner of the curtain, bring out the big account, which is smirk and crying.

Cheng Qiari is not interested in the so-called "advanced goods" used to meet the upper people.

She walked in the road in the second outer ring.

After the Mo Bridge followed the Millennia, he looked at the movement of those who were in the shack and gaze.

Here is the slave, it is once he can work hard.

It's hard to learn a little bit, you can be separated by the owner a little bit, and to a separate shed, barely have a full of food.

It doesn't have to be used as a cow horse like a slave.

It is also not like a slave in the inner circle, and the inheritors of the inner circles become the play of the aristocrat.

The Mo Bridge looked at the back of Cheng Qianfei, and the back of Cheng Qianfei is not strong.

I have almost forgotten. If you don't encounter the main public, I have the best life that my life can be reached, and it is generally in front of him.

Cheng Qian leaf is stopping the footsteps, and the slightly passes.

The ink bridge looked at the face of Yingying in the sun, slowly tightened his hand.

Why is it fortunate, a gentleman, give me the main public.

At this moment, the junior leaf is head, and the eyes look at somewhere, showing a slightly surprised expression.

She speaks from the words of the words and Chengfeng who can't understand the words: "Ah, like diamonds."

In the shed on the roadside, a woman who is filth is tied to a wooden pile.

He lowered his head, scars, the upper body was obliquely against the wooden pile, and a pair will die in a time.

In this circle, in order to sell a better price, it will generally be packed up.

Few like he is so wolf, it is not a blue purple, it is almost unbelful, obviously repeatedly suffering from the master's abuse.

Cheng Qian leaf traveled straight to his face, looking at this person with a strange look.

In her eyes, this filthy slave is flasantly glare.

The slave dealer who is sleeping on the side of the shed, seeing Cheng Qian, a spirit.

Although this guest is not complicated, it is obvious that the material is obviously extraordinary, and his side is self-employed, and it is a spiritual, it is obviously a well-trained guard.

This is rare to come to the "big customer" in this circle.

The slave traders thought here, stack the spirit, boasting their own 'cargo': "Guests are really good, look at our best goods."

He founded a wet cloth, grabbed the hair of the slave, and gave a face.

The face even wiped his blood, still blue and purple, one eyelid swollen high, only another eye reluctantly opened a gap, the corner was still black, and it could not be seen.

Raising is the fact that the slave dealer has the things of tongue lotus, looking at such a face, and it is also very old, and it will continue to boast.

He smiled awkward: "This, this is really a look of Pan An, just some people who are not obsessed, I am so angry, I've been like this. I bought it back to raise, and I will stay in a few days."

"But you don't know, this person is not in general, he is the child of the world of Wei Guo, after the country breaks the family and is sold to be a slave. He literate! Can draw! That will be instructor! Set, he will. "

The slave traders worked, and they went to Cheng Qian leaf. With the joking laugh: "You think about it, such a slave is going back, it can be worth it. No matter what is used, it can be such a I'm a noble son and step on the foot, which is excited, is it? "

He put a shabby bamboo flute, lost his feet of the slave: "Fast, don't look like the dead, pick you yourself to listen to the noble."

The slave is light and sideways and does not pay attention.

The slave venion was anger, and he looked at his hair. Forced him to come up, biting his teeth, whispered in his ear: "It is your picture, you have to die, I will drop your price. Bloodbooks are all accompanying the extent, or they can't sell it. If you can't sell it again, I will not sell it. I will send you to my account, and I will be a public collapse. I am still embarrassing. "

The slave was tight, finally reached out, picking up the bamboo flute on the ground, blowing out a proniment on the lip.

That sound came out, the entire noisy store seems to be quiet.

As it is, a smooth and tragic flute is flowing, such as Yuyue Lijiang, such as wind, clear, in this muddy place.

Guests walking nearby can't help but stand on the side.

The slave venion is proud, "Guests, I am correct, this product is really worth the value, only sell ..."

After the words did not finish, the flute broke, the man whose brute was slammed, and turned around and spit out a blood.

The slave traders were very annoying, and they would like a fist.

Cheng Qian leaf stopped him, "I want it."

The slave traders turned: "This, you see, he is not a matter, it is temper, just being whipped for a meal, so vomiting the blood. Stickly, you bought it back to teach. There is a fun, huh, huh, huh. "

"How much? I said directly."

"This, don't look at him now, when I bought it, I spent big money."

"Is enough?" Mo Bridge was tapped out of the gold.

"Enough, enough." The slave traders watched out, although he had spent a lot of money when he bought this slave, but now people have been tortured by him, he can't think of it. .

For a while, he likes it out, and he is afraid of Cheng Qian leaf to repent, and quickly runs the end of the deck of the slave.

I will put it in the wooden pile, and I respect the rusters, and I will send them out of the market.

Cheng Qianhui no longer speaks, silently returning to the original road.

Cheng Feng took the slave, and a group came to the driving of the driver with Run.

Before the Miao leaf on the carriage, he looked back at it. I saw that slave pale face, step by step, stepped slowly in Cheng Feng.

Cheng Qian leaf saw him halfway, suddenly tightened: "What happened to see his feet?"

The ink bridge raised the feet of the slave. I saw that he had an iron thorn in his feet. He was muddy along the road. He didn't pay attention to him.

The slave traders saw this scene, hurriedly waved: "This is not my business, it is not my business, who told you I don't care about it. Today, the silver goods are two clear, not retreat."

After saying this, he ran quickly.

Cheng Qian leaf closed his eyes and biting his teeth.

After she opened her eyes, she looked at the Mo Bridge.

The ink bridge nodded, don't start the Poly in your hands, you can't go to the place where the slave dealer disappeared.

"Take him to get on the bus." Cheng Qian Zaizhi sighed.

Cheng Feng bends his waist to pick up the slave who is full of blood, and placed people within the warm lax.