Just after Wei Yang left, the man looked at the thirty pieces of spiritual gold on the stone table, and his eyes were full of tears. Not only did he look back at his wife, but he cried with a choked cry: "Wan'er, you are saved." ”

"Da Lang, why don't you agree to him? I think he has a heart for talent. ”

"Promise? Hey, can he defeat the Nine Heavenly Demons? ”

"I'm afraid I can't? But the Beast Control Sect is not afraid of him? Could it be that the Nine Demons dare to break into the Beast Sect? Dalang, this is your chance for me. Even if we are demon cultivators, with the skills in our hands, we can repay the trust of the other party. ”

Trust? These two words came into the ears of the man, which was enough to make the man's calm heart ripple. What a precious word? Could it be that the young man could have given himself enough trust?

"Besides, I'm treating you now." I didn't know that a trace of hope had risen in my heart, and the man shook his head slightly, his face full of hesitation.

"Well, that's fine. When I recover from my internal injuries, we will create a heavenly spirit weapon, and we should repay this person's trust. ”

This woman named Wan'er, a smile flashed on her face, she glanced at her man, and knew that his heart was alive, this was the best thing, even if she died in another country, she could leave quietly.

"Hmm."

At this moment, the man did not object, but looked solemnly at the golden hammer, and a glint erupted in his eyes, which made the corners of the woman's mouth curl up, and a cough suddenly resounded in the courtyard.

Not long ago, Wei Yang not only forgot to ask what is the name of this man? Thinking that he didn't seem to tell him his name, even if it's a pseudonym? Wei Yang really felt a little ridiculous, but thirty gold was given up, and he wouldn't be heartbroken now, a gentleman loves money and takes it in a good way. For this ill-gotten wealth and generosity to others, Wei Yang did not feel heartache at all.

After Wei Yang walked out, the women had already walked out of the tailor shop and were about to come looking for him. Seeing him walk out of the alley, everyone was very curious, why did he go to the blacksmith shop? And the women are embarrassed, after all, it is a little embarrassing to let the master accompany him and buy some women's clothes.

"Let's go, let's continue shopping?"

"No, no, we ......"

Seeing that the women were in a good mood and had recovered their previous mood, Wei Yang also smiled slightly and spoke at the women again. But the women hurriedly waved their hands, not daring to continue to mess around like this.

"Shall we go to the slave farm? Demon Master, in this Qianli City, in addition to the Immortal Grass Hall, it will belong to this slave field. Well, don't you want to buy slaves? There are many slaves of the Central Plains in Qianli City, which is more convenient for you to communicate. ”

Tuoba Yueqin's proposal this time was really not for her play, but for Wei Yang's sincere plan. After all, there are indeed a lot of foreign slaves, and the price is definitely cheap, but the number of slaves who can be proficient in the Central Plains language is not much.

And a slave like a sword slave has been regarded as Murong Yunmei's personal guard since he was a child, so he attaches great importance to him, so that he can learn the language of the Central Plains and be able to communicate with the people of the Central Plains. However, the amount of these slaves is absolutely extremely rare, and they are the cronies of their masters, and they will not be easily given to others.

"Central Plains people? Are you talking about Qianli City, and the people of the Central Plains being treated as slaves? ”

Wei Yang's heart suddenly rose with doubts, according to his thoughts, the Central Plains people are all superior, why are there still Central Plains people who have become slaves, he really can't understand this?

"Why not? Are we foreign slaves? Can't the Central Plains people? At this moment, Tuoba Yueqin was a little dissatisfied in his heart, thinking that this was Wei Yang's contempt for foreigners.

"Guqin, I didn't mean that, you know. I'm just curious why the people of the Central Plains are trafficked among the foreigners, doesn't it mean that among the foreigners, the most important thing is slaves? ”

"Oh."

Tuoba Yueqin saw that Wei Yang's face was full of sincerity, and after such a period of contact, the other party obviously did not look at the people of other nationalities differently, and had the idea of being inferior to him, so he was relieved about this matter.

"Xiao Langjun, the Central Plains people are among the foreigners, but they are very easy to sell. After all, most of our slaves in the Central Plains have some skills that can help a tribe become strong. In addition, the Central Plains people are good at strategy, and their brains are very smart, and they will also be regarded as cronies and can give advice to their masters. This prompted the slaves of the Central Plains to be bought at a much higher price, and it was not cost-effective to buy them here. ”

"Then where did the channels for these slaves come from?"

"Some outcasts, untouchables who fled the scourge of war during the war, as well as slaves of some families, and even some prisoners whose entire clan was convicted. Well, most of them are lowly people, so they are trafficked here. ”

Zheng Honest's words made Wei Yang understand that at present, the Central Plains is in flames, and he is afraid that most of the sources of this slave are homeless people, who have no choice but to come to this foreign tribe to become slaves in order to have food and clothing.

Compassion, from this, Wei Yang nodded directly, and said to Zheng Honestly: "Let's go, go and see." ”

Buying Central Plains slaves in a foreign tribe? I'm afraid that this Lord can do it, right? Although Zheng Laoshi was puzzled, his steps were not slow, and he directly led everyone to the door of a shop.

Crowd Place? Seeing this name, Wei Yang not only smiled, but also looked at Zheng Laoshi with confusion in his heart, and his expression seemed to say, this is a slave field? And not the green house?

"Well, in front is the place of fireworks, and in the back is the place of the slave trade."

Zheng Laoshi explained with a smile, which made Tuoba Yueqin snort secretly, and his face also showed a shy look, looking at this store, and he was reluctant to move forward.

"Uncle, come in? When you get here, why are you so twisted, is it still a chick? ”

The middle-aged woman with a face full of rouge walked out quickly with a twisted water snake waist, and reached out to pull Wei Yang in, Tuoba Yueqin on the side was bored, and reached out to sweep it and hit the other party's wrist.

"Fuck off."

"Eh, hit someone? Someone broke into the hall. ”

The middle-aged woman was in pain, and when she saw the cold glint in Tuoba Yueqin's eyes, she was suddenly paralyzed to the ground with fright, and opened her mouth to let out a cry like killing a pig.

"Who dares to go wild in front of my door?"

A sturdy man quickly walked out of the door, followed by several guards, exuding bursts of spiritual power, obviously his strength was absolutely extraordinary.

"Old Fan, open your eyes wide, am I the one who is making trouble in front of your door? What dog stuff do you have? Don't put bright spots in your eyes, you know how to howl when you go out? If you don't ask clearly, you have to come forward and pull people? Looking for death, isn't it? ”

Just as the sturdy man walked out of the door, Zheng Laoshi on the side was already furious, pointing at the middle-aged woman and reprimanding loudly.

"Uh, Zheng Laoshi? What are you doing in Qianli City? Why don't you say it in advance, hehe, I'd better prepare it for you? Fast forward, fast forward. In the future, the eyes will shine, this is my brother, who are those laymen? ”

"Don't waste it, I'll make a note of it for you, take us directly to the slave farm. Well, this is the brother of my lord's family, Xiao Langjun, you have to take care of it. ”

"Ah, it's easy to say, please, please. I, Lao Fan, should personally accompany me and choose the slaves I need for Xiao Langjun. ”

The man named Lao Fan's eyes suddenly lit up, and his attitude turned eighteen, without the casualness just now. Obviously, he knew the details of Zheng Laoshi's background, and he didn't dare to have a trace of disrespect.

However, there were still some doubts in his eyes, obviously he didn't understand why the person in front of him went to Qianli City to buy slaves? With the strength of the Yuwen family, can you still need such trouble?