The banner of the word "evil" is waving in the wind, the sand is full of sky, Jizhou and Youzhou are at the junction of the three realms, there is a black market here, and every year at the end of summer, there will always be a huge slave auction here.

Most of the people involved in the sale here knew each other, and of course, every year a new face appeared, such as the man in white.

Who he is, no one knows, unless the mask on his face is removed.

can ask yourself, since the man who can draw with Xu Huang, will his strength be poor?

And, most importantly, what is this man in white doing here?

Why did he want to keep Zhang Mu.

The soldiers behind the old man in charge of the city were ready, and when he gave an order, they were ready to attack and take down the man in white to kill Zhang Mu, but the old man shook his head.

The soldiers were puzzled, the old man actually wanted to open the net for the first time?

The old man can feel that this time in a few years the slave owners' conference is not simple!

Zhang Mu threw it out so far, his hands were raised, and strands of hair fell to the ground, if it weren't for the sword of the man in white, he would probably have been cut off by Xu Huang.

Both times he almost died under Xu Huang's silver axe, Zhang Mu was not angry but happy, and sure enough, out of the territory, the world view suddenly became clearer.

It is said that Hebei is a hero, and it is so!

And, the master!

She is clearly a girl, and whose girl is not good at staying in the boudoir, how can she run to this kind of place to hang around.

Xu Huang was angry, extremely angry, he stared at the man in white, and the words "If you dare to kill him, I will kill your master" lingered in his mind.

Xu Huang dared to be sure of one thing, when the battle just now, the man in white clearly did not use all his strength, and his threat was not nonsense.

He really has the ability to kill his master.

Looking at the master, I saw that she shook her head at herself, Xu Huang could only give up, put away the silver axe, and stared at Zhang Mu deadly, Xu Huang was curious, what is the identity of this slave!

Xu Huang will stop, but it doesn't mean that others will.

A small group of people broke out from the central stand, and the leader was dressed in brocade clothes and handsome clothes, and hurried to the bottom of this cell, and said to the girl in red, "Are you okay?" ”

The girl ignored him, she only showed the man in white in her eyes, it was him, he had just let himself walk before the ghost gate closed!

The corners of the gentleman's mouth twitched, pointed at the man in white, and said angrily: "Kill him!" ”

Another old man appeared, the old man was full of white hair, his hair was tied by a red rope, and he suddenly had a spear horizontally, blocking the guards of the gentlemen.

Shake your head deeply.

"Beam gun!" Someone immediately recognized this spear, which was similar to an ordinary spear, but where the head of the spear should have been red, there were strings of paper money tied to it.

It is said that for every person he killed, he would string a piece of paper on the head of the gun to exceed.

Of course, not everyone is qualified to be killed by him.

He never kills the unknown.

When this gun is erected on the ground, this pile of paper money flutters in the wind like full sorghum, so it is also called "beam gun"!

His identity is Han Meng, a veteran of Hebei Yizhengliang!

If this veteran is Han Meng, then that gentleman is!

Yuan Shao's second son, Yuan Xi, Yuan Xianyi.

Why should buyers hide their identities? Because in the black market, no one can be sure that they will not meet any enemies.

No, the news of Yuan Xi's presence immediately spread to the ears of all buyers, and someone had already begun to tell his subordinates to prepare.

What are you going to prepare, rob Yuan Xi!

Han Meng's eyes kept staring at the spear, closed his eyes and looked at the man in white again, sighed, and said, "I still lost to him." ”

I don't know what the expression of the man in white is, but he still saluted Han Meng respectfully.

Yuan Xi was puzzled, but when Han Meng whispered in his ear, Yuan Xi decided to listen to Han Meng's words and immediately left the black market.

However, once he leaves, then she!

"Luo'er, don't make trouble, come with me!"

The woman in red still ignored it, which shocked Zhang Mu on the side, it turned out that this woman was none other than someone from the Zhen family, Zhen Luo, the four richest people!

It's no wonder that Yuan Xi is so worried, this Zhen Luo is his fiancée, and after a month, it will be the wedding date of the two of them.

Looking at the back of Yuan Xi and the others leading the team to leave, Zhang Mu took a deep breath, oh my God, what the hell is this black market!

The remnants of the Yellow Turban Army, the Black Mountain Army, the White Bo Army, the Tartars outside the Yanmen Pass, the northern nomadic Wuhuan in the north, and even the Qiang people in Xiliang, the major scholar clans, the four richest people, the pre-Qin Yu Yu, the Youzhou Mu, the Jizhou Mu and the Zhou Mu, and even the beneficial state herdsmen and so on.

The only constant in the dark market of evil is probably the slaves.

Is the black market all over the world so crazy?

With the protection of the man in white, Zhang Mu is no longer under Zhen Luo's control, and Zhen Luo does not dare to compare his life with Zhang Mu's life.

He is just a slave, and Zhen Luo himself is the future successor of the Zhen family, the four richest people.

Is it worth it?

Worth!

It is precisely because of Zhang Mu's troubles that he actually made himself a free man, but in the eyes of other slave owners, he is still a slave and can be plundered.

"Thank you" Although he didn't know the identity of the other party, Zhang Mu still said thank you to the man in white.

The man in white ignored Zhang Mu, he just found an empty cell and led his horse into it together.

Everyone was puzzled, what was this man in white doing in the cage? This is where the slave stays, and it is possible that he is going to sell himself.

Next to this cell are the slaves and the others held by the Black Mountain Army, and for this mysterious man who can draw with Xu Huang and scare off Han Meng, he doesn't dare to provoke.

Zhang Mu walked straight towards the unsold slaves, where Jiang Gan had already fainted from fright.

At this time, the buyers above the central stand focused their attention on Zhang Mu again.

Who is this slave and what is he going to do?

"I want him!" Zhang Mu pointed at Jiang Gan and said loudly.

Everyone was stunned, this slave frantically killed out of the cell and almost lost his life just to save such a skinny and weak man?

"Hahaha, hahaha!"

The slave owner of the wolf riding a wolf rode around Zhang Mu and said, "Boy, do you know that this is my goods." ”

"I know." Zhang Mu said as he untied the rope on Jiang Gan's body, Jiang Gan slipped into his arms with a pop, Zhang Mu looked at the slave owner of Bingzhou coldly, and said, "I said, I want him!" ”

The indifferent eyes almost ignored the questions of the slave owners.

"Okay, I'll do it for you!" The wolf rider slave owner was not angry, but looked at Zhang Mu as if he had picked up a treasure, and said, "Then you can make a price." ”

Zhang Mu frowned, bid? How can I have anything of value on me now?

That's right, it.

Zhang Mu touched a jade pendant, not so much a jade pendant as a stone that looked like jade, which was given to him by someone when he was leaving.

It's not worth anything at all!

The wolf rode the slave owner and his men had gathered beside him to prevent Zhang Mu, a slave, from killing his master.

"Boy, since you don't have any money, I'm afraid this matter won't be easy, this slave is the best slave under my hands, if you want him to take him away, it doesn't seem to be in accordance with the rules."

Jiang Gan, who was still going to kill before, actually became a fragrant glutton? If this guy were awake now, he would definitely die laughing and stinking.

"Then what do you want!" Zhang Mu touched the sword he snatched beside him, if he refused, then take Jiang Gan to fight a bloody way.

However, are these wolf cavalry of Bingzhou who have fallen into the grass one by one so easy to deal with?

"Well, I've got you covered." The wolf rider slave owner of the state showed treacherous feelings and said: "What about you, I also appreciate it, if you surrender to me, I will give you this slave, what?" ”

"Not good, mean! The money for these two slaves, I'm out, quote a price! A buyer yelled in the central stand.

Obviously, they also took a fancy to Zhang Mu.

The wolf rider slave owner turned around and laughed, and said loudly: "If you are willing to come out, it depends on whether I am willing to sell it!" I tell you, Lao Tzu will not sell you! ”

Goods, goods, Zhang Mu's right hand is clenched, from beginning to end, he is still a cargo! Treated as goods by slave owners.

Do you really have to take refuge in this slave owner in this state in exchange for Jiang Gan's life? Is there no other way?

"Big Sparrow Duel!" I don't know who shouted, and then disappeared, maybe the buyer was embarrassed, the big sparrow duel, this is only a battle between two slave owners.

If one slave owner wins, he does win the other party's goods and slaves.

However, Zhang Mu is not a slave owner.

"Boy? Have you thought it through? If you come to me, I will give you a cottage and command 300 soldiers and horses! "The slave owners in the state looked like they had succeeded in their tricks, and to be honest, the conditions were very lucrative.

Zhang Mu looked back at Zhen Ji's direction, if she mentioned the big finch duel, she would definitely participate!

Will she?

The answer is no.

"Let it go, let it go!" A shout came from behind, and when I looked back, it was a slave, yes, another slave!

I saw that he was holding a head in his hand, a bloody, extremely ugly head.

Suddenly came to Zhang Mu's side, holding his head in one hand and raising Zhang Mu's right hand in the other, and said loudly: "This is my master!" ”

In the cell not far away, a group of more than a dozen slaves walked out.

On their ground lay a headless corpse whose limbs were still twitching, he, he was!

Everyone focused their eyes on this head, he was none other than the stubbornness of the Black Mountain Army.

If there is no slave owner, then create the identity of a slave owner for Zhang Mu, and in another cell, the man in white plunges a bloody sword into the ground, and when he pulls it out, there is no blood.