The dozen or so slaves who were originally numb looked at each other when they heard the words of the slave traders, and they suddenly looked at each other, but they didn't expect that there were immortals to choose slaves, and if they were chosen, they were really their creations. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

You must know that slaves have no human rights at all, some psychopathic rich people, will buy some beautiful female slaves, go back to torture with tricks, and finally get tired of playing, so they buy the worst brothel at a low price, such female slaves can be regarded as jumping into the fire pit, and some slaves who are bought to do mining are even more miserable, eating worse than pigs, doing more than cattle, as long as they are lazy, they are whipped with a leather whip, and they are miserable, so if they can be selected by the immortals, it will be much better.

Those young and beautiful female slaves, with a smile on the corner of their mouths at the moment, their eyebrows and their eyes blinking, released the charm of their youth.

Meng Xiaotian directly ignored the beauties and looked carefully at the other slaves.

"Shangxian, I have been in the hospital for ten years, and I know some simple medical skills, which should be more suitable for taking care of the elderly." A middle-aged slave in his forties and fifties, introducing himself.

Meng Xiaotian's heart moved, but this was more suitable.

"You can't choose him, this guy has a backbone in the back of his head, and he will definitely harm his master." Qinglong's voice suddenly sounded in Meng Xiaotian's mind, startling Meng Xiaotian.

"You still know how to read faces." Meng Xiaotian thought in his mind.

"Haha, this divine dragon has lived for tens of thousands of years, and when you see people, you can eat more rice grains than you, so you will naturally understand." Qinglong smiled proudly.

"Qinglong, can you cure my grandfather's Gu poison?" Meng Xiaotian asked.

"Bloodthirsty Netherworld Gu, it's a little meaning, five low-grade spirit stones can cure him." Qinglong replied.

"Can I owe it first, and then pay you back when I have spirit stones." Meng Xiaotian said.

"Boy, it's not that this Shenlong doesn't help, treat your grandfather, I need energy, where does this energy come from, it comes from the spirit stone, you don't have a spirit stone, and I can't conjure energy out of thin air, so there is no way." From Qinglong's words, there was a trace of helplessness, the once commanding divine dragon was now only a remnant soul, hiding in the chaos ding, lingering.

"Okay, when I enter the Seven Immortals Academy, I will find a way to earn some spirit stones." Meng Xiaotian found this green dragon, and he asked for a spirit stone with one mouth, he was simply too wealthy.

"Haha, that's right, if there is a spirit stone, there is everything." Qinglong laughed heartily.

"Are there any of these dozen slaves who are suitable to take care of my grandfather?" Meng Xiaotian asked.

"It's all average, let's take a look at another batch." are all ordinary people, and Qinglong really can't look down on them.

"Another batch." Meng Xiaotian said to the slave traders.

"Okay, Shangxian." The slave trader replied respectfully.

The dozen or so slaves, hearing that this young immortal master had not chosen them, the light that flashed in their eyes instantly dimmed, and they became dim again, and they were led down by the slave trader with a numb expression.

"Another batch."

"Another batch."

"Another batch." This is the fourth time, Meng Xiaotian said that there will be another batch, and the slave trader was also very puzzled, and plucked up the courage to ask: "Immortal Master, what kind of slave do you need, I will find it for you." ”

"Qinglong, I feel that there are a few good ones in front of me, how can you feel it?" Meng Xiaotian was also very depressed, and asked Qinglong in his mind.

"It's too ordinary, there is not even a spiritual root, and this divine dragon can't look down on it." Qinglong replied lazily.

"Qinglong, you're not mistaken, did the spiritual root say that there is? I'm looking for a slave for my grandfather, as long as he is obedient and diligent, he doesn't need to be so otherworldly, right? Meng Xiaotian asked.

"Nonsense, you are now the master of Chaos Ding, that is, my master, how can your slave be so ordinary?" Qinglong's answer sounded a little reasonable.

"Okay, let's move on." Meng Xiaotian said to the slave traders: "Do you still have slaves here that I haven't seen?" If there is, you go ahead and take it with you, and if not, I'll go to the next one. ”

"Shangxian, why don't you go directly to the big warehouse behind me with me, there are a total of three hundred and eighty-five slaves in the small shop now, you can take a look directly to see if there is a suitable one."

"Yes, lead the way." Meng Xiaotian didn't want to waste too much time, so he decided to go directly to the warehouse to have a look.

The slave warehouse in the backyard is a large yard, which is divided into dozens of large cages with iron railings, and more than 300 slaves, just like Guan beasts, are locked in cages, Meng Xiaotian came here, and immediately caused a commotion, some slaves put their hands out of the cage and shouted: "Choose me, Shangxian, I can do anything." ”

"Haha, this one is okay." Qinglong's exclamation sounded in Meng Xiaotian's mind, "Boy, choose the middle-aged man who is sitting in the corner and doesn't say a word." ”

Meng Xiaotian looked and saw a middle-aged man in ragged clothes, with his head down, sitting in ragged clothes, with his head down, who seemed to be sleeping, and the noise and dirtiness around him didn't seem to affect his sleep.

"It looks ordinary, why did you choose him?" The middle-aged man, except for being very able to sleep, Meng Xiaotian didn't see any difference.

"He used to be an immortal cultivator, and he was an immortal cultivator in the foundation building period, but now his cultivation has been abolished, and his spiritual roots have been broken, so he is now a wasted person." Qinglong replied triumphantly, "I have a way to repair his spiritual root, so that his strength can be restored quickly, you kid take in a slave in the foundation building period, you can steal the fun." ”

"Foundation building period!" Meng Xiaotian was shocked, you must know that the law enforcement elder of the Seven Immortals Academy, 'Dongfang Qi', is only in the foundation building period, if he accepts a slave in the foundation building period, he will have more hope of revenge in the future.

"Foundation Monk, can I control it?" Meng Xiaotian asked worriedly.

"Don't worry, there is a divine dragon here, a little monk in the foundation building period, it's not a good time to catch him, you take him home first, I have a way, let you easily control him." Qinglong said confidently.

"Okay." Meng Xiaotian believed that Qinglong would have a way.

"I choose him." Meng Xiaotian pointed at the middle-aged man and said, "How much does it cost?" ”

"Him?" The slave trader asked with some doubts: "Shangxian, he is just a wasted man, he has no power to restrain chickens, and he has no special skills, and he has an arrogant temperament, and he is not obedient at all, Shangxian or you should change another one." ”

The slave trader kindly reminded that the main thing was that Meng Xiaotian was now an apprentice of the Seven Immortals Academy, and the slave trader could not afford to offend, and he was afraid that Meng Xiaotian would be offended by this slave in the future, and Meng Xiaotian would be angry with himself again, so he kindly suggested.

"I'll choose him." Meng Xiaotian said.

"Well, all he needs is a silver coin." When the slave trader saw that Meng Xiaotian insisted on the middle-aged man, he didn't say anything more.

Meng Xiaotian took out a silver coin, handed it to the slave trader, and said, "Take him out."

"Wait a minute." After collecting the silver coins, the slave traders arranged for people to bring the middle-aged man out.

"You are really lucky, the immortal has chosen you to be a slave, you must be obedient in the future, maybe as soon as the immortal is happy, he will give you an elixir to eat." The slave trader said to the middle-aged man.

The middle-aged man, with a very decadent expression, as if he hadn't heard the words of the slave trader, looked at Meng Xiaotian's colorful lotus badge, and said in a hoarse voice: "Do you have wine and meat to eat?" ”

"Presumptuous ......" the slave trader wanted to reprimand the middle-aged man.

Meng Xiaotian waved his hand, smiled at the middle-aged man and replied, "Yes, it's enough." ”

"Well, let's go." The middle-aged man nodded and headed outside.

"Immortal, do you need a small arranger to teach that slave a lesson? He was too disobedient too. The slave trader asked flatteringly.

Meng Xiaotian shook his head and walked out with a smile.