The person lying on the bed opened his eyes, and his eyes flashed with surprise and confusion when he found himself in the place, and then immediately turned on his phone.

Ye Qi didn't have time to think about why he suddenly returned to the present world, and read the last remaining chapters as soon as possible, and what he couldn't accept the most was the ending of Tlos.

Just kidding, Tlos...... Will die?!

This wasn't the first character he had seen with a tragic end, but ......

His heart trembled, and Ye Qi was pulled into the darkness again.

Yang Yi, who heard the noise, walked in and found that the person on the bed had fallen asleep halfway against the head of the bed, and he couldn't help but feel a little funny. The action carefully helped Ye Qi to lie down, the mobile phone in his hands slipped, Yang Yi paused, and picked up the mobile phone.

Wipe the screen lock.

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"Big brother, why hasn't this kid woken up yet, will he ......?"

"Don't say those bad things! It's rare to see a slave with double blacks these days! ”

"But, such a dirty person, even if it's double black, it's ......"

"You don't understand this, it's so fierce up there, are these some aristocratic lords, hehe, I like this, what's wrong with dirty, maybe it's a big beauty when it's cleaned......"

Said so, but the slave leader obviously didn't think so, otherwise he wouldn't have casually locked the dirty double black slave in a cage and not treated the bloody wounds on the other party's body.

After the dirty black hair, a pair of clear black pupils looked out without a trace of affection.

Ye Qi didn't know what was going on. He came back to this world only a few minutes after watching the ending, but this time his life was obviously not as good as ever, and the place where he appeared was a quagmire surrounded by poisonous mist. He managed to escape from that dangerous area, but because of the loss of strength and the discomfort of the wound, he was picked up by a passing slave trader.

The interstellar slave trade is not a crime in general, but it is not a serious business that can be talked about. It's like a tacit unspoken rule between people, and if you don't deliberately promote it, you won't stop because of it.

The merchant Mohan felt that today was really his lucky day, not only found the herbs he had been looking for, but also picked up a double black slave on the way. Although there is no slave mark on the other party, there are many people who disappear in the interstellar every year, and naturally this one is not missing.

Mo Han originally wanted to send the herbs he wanted over first, and then go to mark this slave, and at that time, no matter what the person's previous identity was, he would not be able to escape.

The proportion of double black in the interstellar is less than one millionth, not to mention, many double black people are still in high positions, and a huge war broke out hundreds of years ago because of the rights and interests of double black, so the trade of double black slaves is actually semi-forbidden now. The reason why it is said to be semi-forbidden is because in the current interstellar world, although it has been reformed, there are still many people who are double black discriminators. These people and those who solicit equality between the two blacks are tugging at each other, creating a strange phenomenon.

That is, when the double black slaves are traded, as long as they do not meet those who advocate the rights and interests of the double black, they will generally turn a blind eye to it, and if they encounter discriminators, they may even reach out to help.

The family that Mohan is loyal to is the Marquis of the Silver Bat of the Empire, and the Marquis of the Silver Bat and the Marquis of the Ming Emperor have been friends for generations. When Mohan went to the Silver Bat Marquis's Mansion to deliver herbs, he parked his convoy outside the Hou's Mansion. At this time, the people from the Ming Emperor's Mansion were also guests at the Marquis of Yinbat's house.

Xiusi was the representative sent by the Marquis of Ming this time, and the matter he had discussed with the subordinates of the Marquis of Silver Bat had already been discussed, and he wandered around the Marquis Mansion under the respectful leadership of the servants. The exit of the backyard was blocked by a long convoy, and Theseus frowned, just about to turn around and leave, when suddenly his gaze swept to the cage at the very end, and the heart in his chest thumped twice, and there was an inexplicable magic that made the steps under his feet turn in a different direction.

"In that cage, it's a slave?" Hughes said, wearing deacon's gloves, pointing to the cage at the end of the convoy.

"Yes, Lord Deacon." The head of the team bowed and said.

Xius looked at the dark black human figure that couldn't see the primary color, his eyes lingered on the dried blood and rotting wounds for a moment, his white-gloved fingers moved, and he couldn't help but take a few steps forward to see more clearly, but he froze. Suppressing the feelings rising in his heart, he asked, "Where are you going to transport this slave?" ”

The person in charge paused, hesitated for a moment, and said, "We plan to give him a slave engraving first, you know, my lord, if there is no slave engraving buyer these days, he will not want to see it." ”

Slave Engraving! How can these people!! The pupils behind the lenses shrank sharply, the formulaic smile on his lips was a little stiff, and there was not a trace of violence in his voice, "In this way, how about you sell this slave to me, it just so happens that the government has dismissed a lot of people, and it saves me the need to go to the slave market." ”

"But, my lord, this slave has not been wounded and the slave has been inscribed......"

"You don't have to worry about this," Husmo pressed his fingers to suppress the irritability in his heart, and glanced coldly at the person in charge who still wanted to speak, "What, I can't even be a slave?" ”

"Why, my lord, he means that this slave is not for sale of you, but for you!" Mo Han, who came in a hurry, secretly glared at the person in charge, turned his head and said to Xiusi with a smile on his face.

Since there was no slave mark, Mohan only had to hand over the slave directly to Xius, just in case, Mohan sprayed a sleeping agent to prevent the slave from trying to struggle to escape when he woke up.

Ye Qi fell into a deep sleep before he could stop it.

Xiusi, who also didn't expect this hand, glanced at Mo Han secretly, and immediately asked people to contact the doctor after taking the unconscious person out of the range of the Silver Bat Marquis's Mansion.

The dirt was washed away by pure water, revealing an inch of skin as white as jade, and the festering wounds were treated, leaving pink scars all over the body.

Xius looked at the unconscious young man lying on the hospital bed, leaned down close to the young man's snow-white neck and took a deep breath, and took off his gloves to touch the soft and elastic skin, lingering.

That's it!

It was as if he heard his soul sigh of satisfaction, as if he had found the part that had been missing. This feeling was clearer and more profound than when he and Tlos first met.

This person, this person...... It's the "young master".

You can't go wrong.

The corners of Xiusi's mouth widened, a dark red light flashed in his slightly narrowed eyes, and his broad palms went up along his graceful and firm waist and abdomen until they reached his cheeks, caressing.

"Young Master......"

Finally found you.

Xiusi leaned over, lowered his eyes and looked at the bright red lip flap that was less than five centimeters away from him, opened his lips and sighed softly, and his breath sprayed on the young man's face, "Young master, ......"

His young master, here.

The one in the Hou Mansion is nothing more than ...... It's just an imposter.

The gap between the two lip flaps is getting closer and closer, sensing the abnormal movement, Xius got up in time, a trace of pity flashed in his eyes, but he maintained a perfect deacon smile on his face, hooked his lips and said to the person who opened his eyes, "Young master, you are awake." ”