Wu Fei bowed to Mrs. Chixia. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

"Thank you Mrs. for your help, and the younger generation is grateful. He guessed in his heart, what is the identity of this Mrs. Chixia that makes Niu Sanjin and Han Qiye so afraid of her?

Mrs. Chixia smiled and said, "Xiaoyou, are you going out?"

Wu Fei bowed and said: "Exactly, it was the first time I came to Qiguan City, and I wanted to go around." ”

"Coincidentally, the concubine is also trying to go out, is Xiaoyou interested in walking with me?"

"Ah, to be able to walk with Madame, of course I can't ask for it. ”

Wu Fei thought that with Mrs. Chixia by his side, it was a good thing that Niu Sanjin and those people didn't dare to trouble him anymore.

While talking, the two of them left the inn, Madame Chixia was very familiar with the road, and took Wu Fei to the east of the city in three turns and two turns, and some cultivators saw them on the way, and they all respectfully stepped aside.

Mrs. Chixia guessed Wu Fei's question and said, "Xiaoyou doesn't know my identity, right?"

Wu Fei's face turned red, everyone else knew this Mrs. Chixia, but he didn't recognize it, so he was really embarrassed.

"Ha, you came from a foreign country, it's normal not to recognize the concubine, the concubine used to be the city lord of this Qiguan City, and the previous month, I lost the fight with the surnamed Li, so I gave up the position of the city lord. She said that the guy surnamed Li was naturally the current city lord of Qiguan City, Li Junbo.

Wu Fei was secretly shocked in his heart, but he didn't expect this woman to be a master of the fourth-layer Fake Dan Realm.

In fact, Wu Fei is still shallow, and he has not learned to look at people with his divine sense, if he knows, he can naturally identify them.

"It turns out that you are the former city lord, and Wu has no eyes and is disrespectful. ”

Mrs. Chixia said lightly: "What city lord is not a city lord, it's just a false name, this is not a city lord, but a light body." ”

Wu Fei nodded, feeling that Mrs. Chixia was an open-minded person, so he said: "Wouldn't it be better not to be the city lord, you can go wherever you want, without any stumbling blocks." ”

Mrs. Chixia glanced at Wu Fei, and saw that he had no sympathy or pity at all, obviously not caring about the position of the city lord, and couldn't help laughing: "Originally, what does it matter if you are not the city lord, by the way, I want to go to the slave market, do you want to accompany the concubine to take a look?"

Wu Fei was a little unimpressed with the slave market, buying and selling slaves was a very backward and primitive behavior, he didn't expect that it was still common on the Tianxing Continent, he had seen a simple transaction before, similar to buying and selling horses in the market of Songjiang Mansion in his hometown, and then said: "It's okay to see it." He was a little curious about the city lord's marriage, and the real purpose of staying was to see the new city lord's family.

Mrs. Chixia smiled slightly and said, "Wu Xiaoyou, are you a casual cultivator, do you also want to buy a divine slave?"

Wu Fei asked, "Madam, what do you mean, why should I buy a god slave?"

Mrs. Chixia said intentionally or unintentionally: "If you want to buy a beautiful girl to be a divine slave, then be careful, your will to cultivate will decay in the future!"

Only then did Wu Fei understand that she was ridiculing, and hurriedly said: "Madam, you are making fun of me, the younger generation didn't plan to buy a god slave, just to watch a show." ”

The two came to a square while talking, this square is all stone paving, the place is not very big, in the middle of the square was built with a high platform with bamboo, and there was a circle of straw rope around, there were some people in the rope circle, it is estimated that they were all buyers, they reached out to the bamboo platform to gesture something, and there were many people around the circle pointing and pointing, and a black and thin man on the platform was shouting there with a trumpet-like thing in his hand.

Mrs. Chixia took Wu Fei to the side, and two men dressed as men in yellow shirts immediately ran over, one of them nodded and said, "Madam, you are here in person, our auction will start immediately!"

Mrs. Chixia snorted, ignored him, and walked into the rope circle by herself, Wu Fei went in with her, and the two guys saluted again and again.

When they came to the bamboo platform, there was a row of chairs here, and the chairs were full of people, but when they saw Mrs. Chixia, they immediately stood up and said in a loud voice: "Madam, you sit here!"

Mrs. Chixia nodded slightly, and pulled Wu Fei to sit on the two chairs in the middle.

Wu Fei was a little embarrassed, but when he saw that the person who gave way was happy, he didn't have the slightest sense of displeasure, and couldn't help but sigh secretly: "People's awe of power and money is the same everywhere!"

There were two people sitting in front of him who didn't move, one of them was an old man in a black robe in his fifties, the old man had a hat on his head, his face was covered by the brim, and he couldn't see his face, and the other was in his twenties, dressed like a handsome boy, he was playing with a piece of green jade in his hand, his attitude was leisurely and chic, but the arrogance in his eyes was a little unscrupulous.

Not long after the two sat down, the thin black man on the stage shouted with the trumpet-like thing.

"Friends, please pay attention, we are going to shoot ten divine slaves this afternoon, the so-called early is better than coincidence, if you want to concentrate on cultivation, trivial things will be left to these capable divine slaves to do!"

Wu Fei knew that the divine slaves were mortals who did not have divine roots, some of them were arrested for committing crimes, and some were sold voluntarily, which is somewhat similar to the selling of slavery in the Ming Dynasty, they would rather go to the homes of large families to be maids and housekeepers, rather than make a living by themselves.

The first to be pulled out for auction was a middle-aged man in his thirties, his body was strong, but his face was slightly pale, and the black and thin man introduced: "This first divine slave was originally a hunter in the nearby mountains, not long ago, his wife and daughter died of illness one after another, so he sold himself into slavery, and since then he has cut off all thoughts and stayed away from sadness. ”

Wu Fei said secretly: "It turns out that this is a hard-working person, he wants to get rid of the pain of longing and live a different life again." ”

At this time, someone below had already raised their hands to shout the price, because the hunter's skills were faster than ordinary mortals, and he could use weapons, someone directly shouted the high price of one hundred silver stones.

The price of a divine slave ranges from dozens to hundreds, those with good looks and special skills can be sold higher, Wu Fei's treasure bag still has some gold and silver stones, which he got from the demon Dao people he killed, if he didn't give Wang Liangfei five treasure bags, he would definitely be called a rich man.

Madame Chixia raised her hand and said, "I'll give out one hundred and fifty silver stones." Everyone's eyelids jumped, the former city lord really emaciated a camel bigger than a horse, and it was half of the size.

Everyone in the audience looked at each other, and no one bid for a while.

The thin black man held a mallet in his hand, and he shouted, "One hundred and fifty first, one hundred and fifty second!" Seeing that he was about to shout for the third time, a hoarse voice suddenly came out: "I'll give one hundred and eight!"

Wu Fei turned his head to look, but it was the black-robed old man wearing a hat.

Madam Chixia glanced at the black-robed old man, and said to Wu Fei in a low voice: "This hunter is worth one hundred and fifty silver stones, and if you exceed me, you don't want it." ”

Sure enough, after the black-robed old man made a bid, no one responded.

"Poof—"

With the sound of a gong, the hunter was bought by the old man in the black robe.