Mo Shen came out of the inn and walked on the street of the Blood Jade City, the Blood Jade City is much more prosperous than the Great Wilderness Sect, surrounded by many shops, there are restaurants, weapon shops, pill shops, it is simply dazzling, it looks similar to the ancient times in the film and television drama, then again, this Blood Jade City is only a small city in the southeast region, it is already very prosperous, I really don't know what those medium or even top cities are like,

And the pedestrians on the road looked at Mo Shen's eyes, there were many martial artists in the Quenching Bone Realm, and there was a Blood Jade Army on both sides of the streets of Blood Jade City every other distance, and their strength was very strong, no wonder surrounded by many sects in the Sunset Mountain Range, they were able to flourish for so long, and they came to the door of the Fighting Slave Field as they walked.

Walking into the hall of the Fighting Slave Field, there were not many people, according to the last time I came with Mo Tianshu in my memory, it was just in time for the competition in the Fighting Slave Field, so there were a lot of people, but on an ordinary day like this, the Fighting Slave Field seemed a little deserted, and a Xiao Si of the Fighting Slave Field saw Mo Shen with a hat walking forward quickly.

"This son, I don't know what is going on with you?" Xiao Si was very polite, but such an attitude made Mo Shen not expect, because Mo Shen was even prepared in his heart, because as a good young man in the twenty-first century, he had naturally seen a lot of Internet, and among those, there were snobbish Xiao Si or stewards everywhere

"It seems that the blunt words in the book are not credible, and yes, the person who can beg for a bowl of rice in such a place, how can he not be exquisite, for no reason, before figuring out the identity of the other party, make that snobbish gesture. Mo Shen thought in his heart, and at the same time quietly took out a medium-grade spirit stone and put it in his hand.

My money lowered my voice and said, "I have some things to discuss with your manager, and this is the errand money for you." After speaking, he threw the medium-grade spirit stone over.

Xiao Si, who received Mo Shen, didn't take it seriously, thinking that he would just give a low-grade spirit stone, I'm afraid he was also the master who had no money, but when he received the spirit stone, he was stunned, it was actually a medium-grade spirit stone, you must know that a medium-grade spirit stone is equivalent to 100 low-grade spirit stones, almost catching up with his year's salary,

The monthly salary given by the Fighting Slave Field is only ten lower grade spirit stones, "This son, please come with me to the backyard, and I will go and ask the deacon to come out for you." Xiao Si said excitedly.

Mo Shen nodded and didn't speak, thinking in his heart: "Sure enough, it's good to be rich." "The backyard is at the back of the front hall, not far away, under the leadership of Xiao Si, Mo Shen came to the backyard of the Dounu Field.

Xiao Si ran towards a house on the left, and soon a burly middle-aged man walked out. "This son is not well entertained, please bear with me, I am the deacon of the Blood Jade City Slave Fighting Field, Zhou Dong, I don't know what you are looking for me?"

can be the deacon of the slave fighting field, this bit of vision is still there, Xiao Si can be so excited to bring people to the backyard, and he found himself in a hurry, the other party must have a background.

Mo Shen smiled and said: "Deacon Zhou Dong, I think Xiao Si may not have made it clear, what I want to find is the steward of the slave fighting field, Feng Lao, and said that the junior of the Mo family came to disturb him, but meeting is fate, you take these!"

Zhou Dong originally heard that Mo Shen wanted to find Feng Lao, and his heart was sudden, but then he saw Mo Shen throw out the spirit stone, he was a little annoyed, but when he saw the twenty spirit stones in his hand, his face changed from anger to joy, this is twenty medium-grade spirit stones, comparable to two thousand low-grade spirit stones!

Although he said that he was much more than Xiao Si's monthly salary, he only had 1,200 lower grade spirit stones a year, which was almost equal to his salary for two years, so he managed to endure it and did not offend this young master.

He can throw out twenty medium-grade spirit stones without blinking, the family power behind this young master is definitely not small, and it may not even be the forces near the Sunset Mountain Range, after all, he knows very well the forces around the Sunset Mountain Range, even the Black Dragon Sect, which has been gaining momentum recently and is preparing to become an eight-grade sect, does not have such financial resources,

You must know that the annual income of the Black Dragon Gate is only about 5,000 lower grade spirit stones, and the reward given by the young master in front of you is the income of the Black Dragon Gate for half a year.

"This son, wait a minute, Feng Lao is in retreat in the secret room, I'll go and report, you wait a minute, Xiao Wang, you serve this son well, I'll come when I go!" After speaking, Zhou Dong turned around and walked quickly towards the backyard, while Xiao Si, who was called Xiao Wang, stood aside with a smile on his face.

Outside a secluded stone room in the backyard, Zhou Dong whispered: "Old Feng, there is a junior in the backyard who claims to be a junior of the Mo family, I hope to see you." ”

Feng Xuan, who was in the stone room, was also stunned when he heard Zhou Dong's words outside the house, it was not long after they separated, this kid came over so soon? And looking at Zhou Dong's meaning, it was very respectful, haha interesting, it was really interesting, Zhou Dong was also a master in the late stage of the Molten Blood Realm, and he didn't know how this kid made him so respectful.

The stone chamber knocked the door open, and Feng Lao slowly walked out and said with a smile: "Well, I know, you can bring someone over." Zhou Dong nodded and retreated,

After retreating, he turned around and Zhou Dong had a wonderful expression on his face, maybe the outside world didn't know, but he knew that he was in charge, Feng Xuanna was a peak master of the Gathering Spirit Realm, and he might even take that step, how many years had he not seen him The old man smiled, fortunately, fortunately, he was witty and did not offend the young master in the backyard.

Zhou Dong, who quickly returned to the backyard, greeted him with a smile: "This son, please come to the apse with me, Elder Feng is waiting for you in the apse." Mo Shen smiled and nodded, not saying anything more.

Soon, Mo Shen and Zhou Dong came to Feng Lao's stone room. "Zhou Dong, go get busy. Feng Lao said lightly. Zhou Dong nodded and turned to retreat.

"Boy, are we going to meet again so soon? What are you doing this time? Feng Lao invited Mo Shen into the house, and the two sat on the stone bench.

"Mr. Feng has something to ask you to help with, so please don't be surprised. Mo Shen said respectfully. Feng Lao smiled: "Let's not talk about this first, I want to know what means you used to make Zhou Dong so respectful?"

"Well, when Master was alive, Master taught me that when I was away, don't care about money. Mo Shen didn't say it too bluntly. But how could Feng Xuan, who was old and mature, not be able to hear the meaning of Mo Shen's words, but he was very curious, with the current situation of the Great Wilderness Sect, where did this kid get all this money, he knew that if Zhou Dong could do this, the spirit stone would definitely not be less than a thousand.

"You kid, don't talk about your master, I know what your master and your uncle are like, but I like your approach, at least you are very smart and know that you can't easily offend people, this is a qualified sect leader, only when the helmsman drives the big ship of the sect smoothly, can it develop better,

As for where you got the money, I don't have much to ask, but you have to remember not to show your financial resources lightly, unless you are absolutely sure, okay, tell me what you came to me for. Feng Lao said as if looking at his juniors.

"Hehe, Feng Lao, isn't this just to have enough strength, I want to buy some fighting slaves from the Fighting Slave Field to strengthen the strength of the sect. Mo Shen said with a grin.

"Hmm, Dounu, wouldn't it be good for you to find Zhou Dong directly? If you look for me, I can't give you a discount. Feng Lao said jokingly.

"This, boy, I don't want you to go through the back door for me, I can pay as much as I want, I came to you mainly to buy some powerful fighting slaves, you also know that what is sold in the fighting slave field is only some fighting slaves in the early stage of the body refining realm or quenching bone realm, most of them are brought back by some small families as a guard, or a thug, but what I want is a master! Mo Shen said with a smile.

"Master, what realm of Dou Slave do you want?Late stage of Quenching Bone Realm?Or is it the peak?" Feng Lao asked rhetorically.

"Hehe, if it's just for the sake of quenching the Bone Realm's Dou Slave, I won't come to trouble your old man, I'll just say it directly, I want to be a Dou Slave of the Blood Realm, you also know that in three months, there will be a battle between our Great Wilderness Sect and the Black Dragon Gate, although there is a certain relationship between the Tiangang Sect behind this, but the battle of the sect is supervised and protected by the Sect Alliance, so I think"

"Okay, I know what you mean, kid, you're planning to take the opportunity to uproot the Black Dragon Gate, right? But you have also seen that the Black Dragon Gate Master has broken through to the peak of the Blood Shedding Realm, and I might as well tell you that according to the information of our Slave Fighting Field, there is now one elder in the late stage of the Black Dragon Gate, and there are two elders in the early stage of the Blood Transformation, do you know how difficult it is?"

"That's why I'm here to find you, I hope to buy enough Blood Realm Fighting Slaves from the Fighting Slave Field. Mo Shen said.

"Although I don't know what kind of opportunity you kid has gotten, I can indeed help you, old man, but do you know how many spirit stones are needed for the Dou Slave of the Molten Blood Realm?" said Feng Lao.

"Please give me advice!" Mo Shen said respectfully. "Well, the old man of the Dou Nu in the early stage of the Molten Blood Realm can be the master and sell it to you for 10,000 lower grade spirit stones, 20,000 lower grade spirit stones for the middle stage of the Molten Blood Realm, and 40,000 lower grade spirit stones for the Dou Slave in the late stage of the Molten Blood Realm. Feng Lao stared at Mo Shen and said.

"How many spirit stones do the Dou Slaves at the peak of the Blood Shedding Realm need? We won't have them in the Blood Jade City, right?" Mo Shen asked with questions, because if there was no Dou Slave at the peak of the Blood Transforming Realm, then the duel with the Black Dragon Gate would probably be a little more troublesome.

"You kid, do you know that it is the three small realms of the early stage to the late stage of the Blood Shed Realm Fighting Slave, the old man, I have given you a discount, if it is not according to the internal price, the price will be at least doubled, the Fighting Slave at the peak of the Shed Blood Realm is there in our Blood Jade City Fighting Slave Field, and there are only two, but with the old man, with my authority, I can't give you the internal price of the Fighting Slave at the peak of the Shed Blood Realm!

The normal price of the Peak Dou Nu of the Molten Blood Realm requires at least 100,000 spirit stones, can you afford it?" Feng Lao asked rhetorically.

"Hehe, don't say it, boy, I can really afford it, I want these two peak fighting slaves of the Shed Blood Realm!" Mo Shen said with a smile.

"You know it's expensive, you know it's good, what do you say? You can buy it, and you still want it?" Feng Lao thought he had heard it wrong