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At that moment, Wei Tianhua's face bloomed with the brightest and sunniest smile, he stood up from the chair, tidied up his clothes, and then respectfully bowed to Qin Shuangshen and said:

"Tianhua meets the Seventh Princess!"

At this time, Guo Tian and the three of them also woke up from their stupid state, and hurriedly stood up one by one, bowing down with Wei Tianhua and saying:

"Guo Tian, Yang Mu, and Shi Suo meet the Seventh Princess. ”

The three of them deliberately repeated their names in the hope of impressing the Seventh Princess.

Qin Shuang said lightly: "In front of the public, there is no need to be polite, sit down." ”

Although Qin Shuang's expression was faint, Wei Tianhua and the four of them felt a pressure rushing towards them. Raising his eyes slightly, he peeked at Qin Shuang, and felt that Qin Shuang contained an indescribable majesty in his grace and luxury, this kind of temperament had never been seen in his life, and he could not feel this kind of pressure even in front of the city lord of Tianqin City.

"Thank you, princess!"

After the four thanked each other, they carefully tried their best to show their elegant or sunny side. Wei Tianhua's face showed a sincere smile and said:

"I heard Brother Lan just now that Her Royal Highness the princess came to Tianqin City to buy slaves?"

"Hmm!" Qin Shuang nodded faintly.

Wei Tianhua's spirit was perked up and said: "Princess, this matter can be served, I don't know what the princess has for slaves." ”

Qin Shuang's eyes lit up slightly, he was not familiar with the people here, with Wei Tianhua's help, he should save a lot of energy, and he should save some money, Qin Shuang is not rich now!

Qin Shuang nodded slightly at the moment and said, "There are no requirements, just some house slaves who usually clean up the princess's mansion." This palace is not familiar with this place, so it will trouble the four sons. ”

That Wei Tianhua was happy, and Guo Tian's faces were also happy. Although at this time, Guo Tian had already decided in his heart that Wei Tianhua would no longer keep his promise yesterday, and compete with him for the seventh princess, and he couldn't compete with Wei Tianhua.

But......

Who can say clearly about fate?

If you can win the favor of the Seven Princesses, hold the beauty, and get the fief of the Seven Princesses by the way, then there is no winner in life than this.

So when Qin Shuang finished eating, the four sons happily accompanied Qin Shuang to the slave market.

As soon as you enter the slave market, the smell of filth hits your face. Qin Shuang's previous life traveled from south to north, what had he not seen, so he just frowned slightly and relaxed. Qin Yunxia had never been to such a filthy place, and couldn't help but raise her little hand to cover her mouth and nose. But Lan Mingyue, Wei Tianhua and the others didn't care, and it seemed that they had never been to such a place before.

On both sides of the street, there were slaves standing on them, and on each platform there was a slave trader who was selling hard, and each slave on the stage was dressed in tatters, and some were even naked, with vegetables on their faces, and their eyes were even more numb. From time to time, people under the platform bargained with the slave traders, and then left with the slaves one by one.

Just looking at these slaves, Qin Shuang frowned slightly, if they were all slaves like this, she really couldn't look down on them. Wei Tianhua, who was on the side, saw Qin Shuang frowning slightly, so he hurriedly spoke:

"Your Royal Highness Princess, these slaves on the street are all inferior goods, and the good goods are not on the street, and the princess is with you. ”

Qin Shuang nodded lightly, and followed Wei Tianhua for about five hundred meters, entering a large gate:

"Your Royal Highness, all the good goods are concentrated in this garden. ”

Qin Shuang's eyes swept away, and he saw that this was a huge garden, with countless rooms, and from time to time there were people coming in and out of each room, but there was not a single slave or slaver in the garden, but at the door of each room stood two people who looked like small servants, and when they saw someone passing by, they came forward and laughed and solicited customers. Occasionally, someone came out of it with slaves, and Jean's eyes lit up, and those slaves were indeed much stronger than the slaves on the street.

Qin Shuangbian toured one house after another, she just looked at each house, but did not buy it immediately, just looked, it didn't take much time, it took less than an hour, Qin Shuang looked at most of it, swept her eyes, and saw that there were still six left, so she decided to buy them all after reading them all. Walked through the door of a house.

There are still a few rooms in the gate, Qin Shuang looked at them one by one, and suddenly her eyebrows raised, there were more than a dozen people in this room, all of them were men, of different ages, although everyone's eyes were numb, and they did not react to the entry of Qin Shuang and the others, but looking at their strong bodies, they knew that these people were all martial artists, and it was even likely that their cultivation was not low.

Each of them wore a collar around their necks, and on that collar was a spiritual pattern, which Qin Shuang knew was called a spiritual pattern, and it was a spiritual weapon specially designed to control slaves.

As long as this spirit pattern ring is not touched by spiritual power, then it is no different from an ordinary collar, but once the slave wants to destroy the spirit pattern circle with spiritual power, the spirit pattern circle will explode, blowing the slave's head to pieces. And if you don't use spiritual power, even if you are born with divine power, you can't destroy this spiritual pattern.

At this time, Qin Shuang's eyes were falling on the face of a middle-aged martial artist, this middle-aged martial artist she knew, although she hadn't seen him for nearly thirty years, and Qin Shuang was only in his twenties when he last met him, but now he was over fifty, but that appearance was still recognizable.

This person's name is Yuan Fei, and he is the eldest son of the Frost Empire Town. In Qinshuang's previous life, Liu Meiruo had some friendship with Zhenbianhou, and sometimes asked Zhenbianhou to collect some resources for her, so she knew Yuan Fei. At the beginning, the town wanted Yuan Fei to worship Liu Meiruo as a teacher, but Liu Meiruo said that she didn't have the time and energy to teach her disciples, so she politely refused.

However, although Liu Meiruo politely refused, every time she went to the town to wait for the house, she gave Yuan Fei some advice, so although Liu Meiruo did not accept Yuan Fei as a disciple, Yuan Fei treated Liu Meiruo as a teacher.

More than 20 years ago, I don't know what the reason is, the town border was suddenly beheaded by the whole family, saying that the town was waiting for the enemy. It is said that all the more than 300 members of the town's family were beheaded, but only the eldest son Yuan Fei, who fled from the town's border. didn't expect that Yuan Fei would be arrested here and become a slave trader.

Later, Liu Meiruo also investigated the matter of waiting in the town, but although Liu Meiruo was a martial god, she had no background, and because she did not ignite the soul fire at that time, even if she was a martial god, she was much weaker than the martial gods produced by those wealthy families, and she couldn't integrate into that circle at all, so after some investigation, she didn't find the slightest clue. Moreover, Liu Meiruo and the town are far from being friends, so this matter will be over.

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Today, the editor asked me if I wanted to put it on the shelves, and after thinking about it for a while, I decided to let my comrades-in-arms watch the free chapters for a while longer. Feixian will be on the shelves on the first of next month, and Lingdong only hopes that when it is on the shelves, comrades-in-arms can come to the starting point girls' network to subscribe to Feixian.

Thank you, comrades-in-arms!

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