Qin Yiren's voice was not high, and even because of hunger and torture, he had no strength to say the words, but there was an unquestionable meaning, and no one dared to have the slightest doubt.

Kneel down and kowtow, this is begging, this will lose your integrity, you will lose your backbone, although Qin Yiren is so hungry that he can't wait to eat a big meal, he still endures this fatal temptation and sticks to his integrity.

"Good! Pick! ”

The originally godless eyes of the five people, Hei Bo, Meng Zhao, Ma Gai, Fan Tong and Mo'er, cheered loudly.

In the Warring States Period, there were three levels of evaluation of other people's speeches and polemics, the highest was to applaud as in front of them, the second was to applaud or not, and the lowest was to listen to the disposition when they did not hear it, and did not comment.

If they hadn't personally experienced such a starving situation, they wouldn't have known that Qin Yiren had overcome the temptation to eat with great perseverance, while Hei Bo, Meng Zhao, Ma Gai, Fan Tong and Mo'er had personally experienced it, and of course they knew how much courage and perseverance it took for Qin Yiren to refuse so resolutely.

If it is a person with a slightly weaker will, don't say that kneeling and kowtowing, it is not a problem to call the ancestor, and Qin Yiren categorically refused, no matter how much praise is exaggerated.

"You ......" such a result greatly surprised Zhao Ping, Zhao Ping opened his mouth wide, a look of surprise, a look of disbelief.

He knew Qin Yiren well, he knew very well how strong a person who had been tortured by hunger for three years had a strong need for food, according to his thoughts, even if Qin Yiren wanted to save face and didn't want to lose the backbone of Wang Sun, it was impossible. At least not as in front of him, categorically refused, without the slightest hesitation.

What surprised him even more was still behind, only to see Qin Yiren struggling to stand up.

Qin Yiren was already so weak that he was about to collapse, and it was difficult to even stand. However, Qin Yiren in front of him stood up stubbornly, not to mention, his back was straight like a javelin, his whole person was like a proud pine, and his body was as thin as a bamboo pole, giving people the feeling that it was like a big mountain, unshakable.

"This ......" Zhao Ping and the red-clothed officials under him saw it in their eyes, and they were so surprised that they directly petrified.

In their memories, the previous Qin Yiren was like a walking corpse, whether he lived or died, he didn't care, and it was impossible for him to be as imposing as he was in front of him. They thought they were dazzled, rubbed their eyes and looked carefully, but it was true, Qin Yiren's standing momentum was extraordinary, like a mountain and a mountain.

"Childe!" Hei Bo, Meng Zhao, Ma Gai, Fan Tong and Mo'er were excited, and their eyes were filled with tears.

I don't know where a strength was born, I struggled to stand up, standing behind Qin Yiren, as straight as a javelin, they held their heads high, their chests straight, and their backs straight.

Qin Yiren's originally godless eyes flashed with divine light, and he said slowly: "Zhao Ping, you remember to my son: Shi can be killed, but not humiliated, I will remember this account for you today." If I can't escape this catastrophe, it's fine, if I do, hmph, I'll get it back! ”

The tone of the voice is not high, and the speed of speech is not urgent, but it exudes a sense of perseverance.

"Childe ......" Hei Bo and the five couldn't hold back any longer, and tears fell like pearls with broken threads.

Qin Yiren is high-spirited, and with fighting spirit, there is hope, which is exactly what Qin Yiren lacked before, and it will not be possible if the five people of Heibo are not excited.

"You ......" Zhao Ping had the heart to refute, but he didn't dare to look directly into Qin Yiren's eyes, and turned his head to avoid Qin Yiren's gaze.

Qin Yiren's gaze was not sharp, but Zhao Ping felt as if he was facing a sword, and he didn't dare to look directly at it, and he didn't dare not avoid it.

"Inhuman Son......" The ghost made a miracle, Zhao Ping actually called Childe, and when he said a word, Zhao Ping himself was surprised, and asked himself in his heart, "What's wrong with me?" How can I call him Childe? ”

“…… I have come today to consult with you about something. What made Zhao Ping unbelievable was that his tone was no longer so domineering, no longer so unstoppable, it was very easy, and the word "discussion" was used.

Compared with Zhao Ping's domineering and domineering, this is a 180-degree turn, and the attitude is still respectful, and a few red-clothed officials saw it in their eyes, although they were surprised, but they did not dare to have any objections, who made Qin Yiren's gaze make them palpitate.

"If you have any bad intentions, don't say it." Qin Yiren didn't listen to him chewing his tongue.

"Inhuman Son, please give me a moment." Zhao Ping's attitude was better, and he even used the word "please".

Hei Bo, Meng Zhao, Ma Gai, Fan Tong and Mo'er, you look at me, I look at you, with a look of disbelief. In their memory, Zhao Ping has always punched and kicked them, and scolded them, but they have never been so respectful as before, and even used the word "please".

"Childe is amazing! This is extraordinary! The five of Hei Bo were very happy, and secretly praised Qin Yiren's extraordinary momentum in their hearts.

"Inhuman son, I don't say anything about your current situation, you also understand, if you don't eat again, I'm afraid it will be more than lucky." Zhao Ping pondered his words and was as respectful as possible: "I am willing to pay ten gold to buy her." Pointing at Mo'er.

"Shut up!" Hei Bo, Meng Zhao, Ma Gai, Fan Tong and Mo'er shouted in unison.

"You buy her?" Qin Yiren was a little puzzled.

"I don't know what the son of the alien person is, the Warring States period has been a hundred years, the seven major warring states have been conscripted, and I don't know how many small countries have lost their countries and broken families? I don't know how many families have died? Zhao Ping was busy explaining, and said: "Miss Mo'er knows books and etiquette, and knows the etiquette in the palace, just a little time, let her eat and drink well, rest well, and she will be back to the same as before." I have seen Miss Mo'er's appearance, she is a very beautiful person, and it will never be a problem for her to pretend to be the princess of a small country. ”

During the Warring States Period, the Seven Warring States Forces, there were many small countries that lost their families and broke their families, and there were many families that broke their families, so the princesses of small countries and the daughters of the family were very sought-after, and it was a piece of cake for Mo'er to pretend to be the princess of a small country, and it would be sold for a good price.

"How much did you profit?" Qin Yiren asked.

"A hundred gold." Zhao Ping hurriedly replied, only to see Qin Yiren staring at him without speaking, and hurriedly changed his words: "Five hundred gold." ”

"The number of thousands of gold."

"Three thousand gold."

"Five thousand gold."

"Eight thousand gold."

"If you are lucky, you will meet a big gold owner, even if it is ten thousand gold, it is possible."

Zhao Ping made a series of changes, and the number became larger and larger.

A young and beautiful person like Mo'er, who can sing and dance, and knows the etiquette of the palace, and then pretends to be the princess of a small country, and meets a big money owner, it is very likely that he will sell ten thousand gold.

"You have made so much profit, but you have given me ten gold, you are so black." Qin Yiren's eyes flickered.

"Childe, this can be discussed, I'll give Childe one percent, no, two percent, thirty percent." The ghost sent the gods, Zhao Ping did not show his fierce appearance and threaten as before, but continued to increase his chips.

"Mo'er, Zhao Ping is hateful, but he is right." Qin Yiren pondered for a while, and said to Mo'er: "You know our current situation, if we don't eat, we will starve to death sooner or later......"

"Childe, should you ......" Hei Bo, Meng Zhao, Ma Gai, and Fan Tong's faces changed drastically, staring at Qin Yiren.

Mo'er even more tears fell in big drops, and she sobbed in a low voice.

"Although this thing is vicious and unacceptable, it is a way to live." Qin Yiren sighed.

At the moment, Qin Yiren is penniless, he doesn't have a bite to eat, and if he follows Qin Yiren, he will die sooner or later. If you sell Mo'er, it is indeed a way to survive.

What's the benefit of dying more? If you can live, you will live.

Zhao Ping's eyes flashed with joy, and his eyes were full of yellow and clear gold cakes.

The disappointment in the eyes of Hei Bo, Meng Zhao, Ma Gai, Fan Tong and Mo'er became stronger and stronger.

"But it's voluntary! If you don't want to, my son will starve to death, and he won't force you. If you wish, I will set you free. Qin Yiren's voice suddenly turned high, and he said loudly: "Mo'er, tell me, are you willing or unwilling?" ”

"Porphy!" Mo'er knelt on the ground, kowtowed to Qin Yiren, and said, "Childe, Mo'er is your person in life, and your ghost in death, never leave Childe!" ”

The tone is not high, but it is resolute and unquestionable.

"Zhao Ping, did you hear that? Mo'er doesn't want to, you have to fight her again in the future, otherwise, this son will definitely kill you. Qin Yiren's eyes widened violently, his right hand towards the door, and roared: "You get out of me!" ”.