Wu Fear followed Ye Buzheng on the street, and he saw the place that exuded the smell of medicine - "pulling seedlings to help grow", this is the place where Wu Fear understands to sell medicine. But Ye was incorrect and didn't stop, and the two of them swept over the place where the seedlings were "pulled out and grew" and walked forward.

Ye Buzheng walked slowly ahead, as if he had completed something important. Not only is it easy for people to walk, but it is also quite comfortable. The pace of his steps was quite slow and even, as if he were strolling, and he did not move at all, looking at his surroundings as if he were the only one in the world.

There was a beautiful woman walking in front of her, and this Ye Buzheng leaned out of the figure-eight steps. The body swayed, watched for a moment, shook his head and stopped, watching the figure of the person walking by.

"This senior, old man Weng said, you will save my friend!"

I have to remind him, otherwise the time will drag on for more and more, and I am afraid that it will become more and more unfavorable to the young man on his back, after all, he is still in a coma.

Ye Buzheng turned around, his hand was in a figure eight, his thumb pressed the corner of his mouth, his index finger moved his ear, and he looked at him with a heavy face.

"I, Ye Buzheng, have never seen a slave like you, didn't your former master tell you the basic requirements of a slave?"

Without fear, he felt that his brain was blank, as if he couldn't understand what this person was saying.

Very simply, it's not that he doesn't understand, it's that he doesn't want to understand.

The two were at a stalemate, and the people passing by around them turned their heads to look at them from time to time.

Ye Buzheng broke the situation and said in a serious tone: "Since you are a slave, you must have the appearance of a slave!"

At this time, Fearless came to understand. The uneasiness in his heart quickly amplified, and his heart has gradually become clear, it must be this old man who said that he sold it.

Turning up the person on his back, he pointed at Ye Buzheng and said: "You have been fooled, he is not my master at all, and he has no right to buy and sell me." Do you understand?"

Ye Buzheng sneered in embarrassment, indifference flashed in his eyes, but his facial expression was a little distorted, and as soon as he stretched out his hand, he took out the two pieces of paper from his arms and said:

"Fearless, the disciple of the patriarch of the human race, in order to treat his injured younger brother without fear, he is willing to sell himself as a slave and sell himself cheaply in exchange for five thousand spirit coins to buy medicine money and treat his younger brother. ”

Without fear of being blinded, he sold it cheaply.

Who is this old man Weng? He actually knew his name, and just as he was trying to figure out his thoughts, he heard Ye Buzheng continue: "It doesn't matter to me who you are, what I bought is just a slave who can write and calculate." I have paid the money, you will go with me, and I will send you to my eldest brother to eat and drink spicy food. What your name is, who you are has nothing to do with me. ”

Wu Wu is afraid of a big head, he is alone here, he doesn't understand, those ragged young men have been coaxed away with Feihuang Tengda, and he doesn't understand the rules here. Old man Weng sold himself to the other party, which is the most disadvantageous to him at present.

Busy said: "I have already told you, I am not that man's slave, and he has no right to buy and sell me at all." ”

After he finished speaking, he turned around and left with the young man on his back, he knew that in the place of "pulling out the seedlings to help them grow", there must be a doctor who could heal the young man on his back. Just two steps away, a voice came from behind:

"Boy, you are a slave, and you dare to be so arrogant!" Ye Buzheng sneered.

Fearless but said lightly: ", I've already told you, that old man doesn't have the right to buy and sell me at all." ”

Ye Buzheng walked in front of Wu Fear in a few steps, and as soon as he stretched out his arms, he stopped him.

"Boy, you really owe discipline, you are a slave, and you dare to be so arrogant, do you know where this is?"

Fearless suddenly felt that it was on fire, and he didn't want to think about it, as soon as he raised his leg, he put his foot on Ye Buzheng's chest.

This kick is really not light, and Fearless is now the ninth level of the Tongmai Realm, although this realm is not high here, it is not low. Not to mention the angry kick.

Originally, he sold himself to Old Man Weng, and there was nowhere to vent his fire, and what made him even more angry was that the money was still counted by himself, and he counted it very seriously, and none of them were bad.

At this time, this anger came from his heart, and he didn't know how powerful this kick was.

I saw this Ye Buzheng, under this foot off the ground, rubbing the ground, and retreating more than two feet.

"Oh, my mother!"

After Ye Buzheng retreated two feet, his body fell backwards, and he actually turned back on the ground and lay there.

raised his head, spit out a mouthful of blood from his mouth, but trembled and stretched out a finger and said, "Numb, you kid wait." ”

Standing two feet away without fear, he smiled.

At this time, this Ye Buzheng was lying on the ground, and it was a little difficult to get up, and he even threatened to wait.

Wu Fearless stretched out his right hand and pointed at Ye Buzheng: "I warn you, don't tell me what slave to say again, I have already told you." That old man Weng has no right to buy and sell me at all. If you say anything more, beware that I'm not being kind to you!"

Ye Buzheng gritted his teeth and turned over and sat up, pointing with his hand and said fearlessly: "Boy, you have a kind!"

At this time, the people around him stopped, and even the distant places were walking here, and there were more and more people, and a sparse circle of people had gradually formed.

Ye Buzheng suddenly laughed, but he laughed, stretched out his hand and put the two pieces of paper in the air and said, "Everyone, the slave I bought for five thousand spirit coins actually said that he himself is not a minion. Then he pointed with his hand and said fearlessly: "I want to ask, you are not a minion, who is a minion?"

Fearless hurriedly explained to the surroundings: "Ladies and gentlemen, my name is Piercing the Sky. ”

The people around gradually gathered around, and the more people surrounded, they talked nonsense.

Ye Buzheng saw so many people around, the corners of his mouth grinned, and he was happy: "Boy, what are you arrogant?

I am not afraid that I have seen so many people, and these days, I have been a little estranged from people.

These people either caught or chased him, so many people came at once, and the eyes were focused on him at once, which made him feel a little uncomfortable.

One of them, a seven or eight-year-old girl, asked, "Isn't this big brother from the Yun family? How could someone from the Yun family become a slave?"

was fearless but didn't respond, after all, he was not from the Yun family, and he was chased by the Yun family. If you admit that you are a member of the Yun family, you are afraid of causing even more trouble.

Although this little girl hit the nail on the head and pointed out that she was a member of the Yun family. But since then, he should be surnamed Yun, but he has already said that he is called Po Tian. In an instant, he felt like he was full of flaws.

Wu Fearless waved his hand and said, "Everyone, I first came here and followed an old man named Weng to Liufeng Town. He said yes, to see my brother, but he said that I had been sold into slavery, and that no one had ever mentioned me as a slave since I came. Don't be fooled. ”

Ye Buzheng propped his hands on the ground, supported one leg with his hand and reluctantly stood up and said, "Everyone, I have a slave contract to buy him here, you can take a look, I bought him for five thousand spirit coins." Five thousand spirit coins, the man who sold them to me said that this person was the inheritor of the human race, and he sold them to me cheaply. ”

As soon as these words came out, the people around them burst into laughter.

An old man smiled and said, "You are numb, you want to go crazy for money." No one knows the inheritors of the human race, and no one knows. Don't talk about five thousand spirit coins, even the patriarch of the spirit clan has made bold statements, and if he wants to dig three feet into the ground, he will dig out this heaven and earth. Five thousand spirit coins, you dream!"

Then he waved his hand and said, "Disperse, disperse, this man is a fool." ”

That Ye Buzheng bent over and walked slowly towards Wu Fear: "Boy, you come with me, you are what I bought for five thousand spirit coins." ”

The people around him were already scattering in all directions, but Ye Buzheng's words attracted everyone's back.

Ye Buzheng stretched out a thumbs up on his fist and said: "Lao Tzu's backstage said it to scare you to death, the ten famous families of the Spirit Clan, the chaos of the family is my eldest brother......"

Ye Buzheng didn't mention a messy knife, but this messy knife, without fear, he felt that this fiery one came up.

It's all to this extent, and he still shouts at himself, and he is not afraid of anger: "I don't care who you are, it's you who beats!"

Take a few steps forward, and with the momentum of the forward rush, kick him again. This time, Tengteng retreated to two feet away, and one turned upside down and fell down again.

"Ye is not right, your name is wrong, not only is the leaf not right, the root is not right, and the heart is not right. That messy knife was originally shit, but you think he is a big brother!"

The crowd around was stunned for a moment, and then looked here again.

Wu Fearless freed his right hand and pointed at Ye Buzheng: "Don't mention any more messy knives to me, don't mention any slaves, besides, beware of leaving you here." ”

At this time, Wu Fearless felt a movement on his back, and a gentle and weak voice came softly: "You are so good!"

Then he felt his neck tighten, and the boy's head drooped from his shoulders.