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There is the strongest armor, the sharpest weapons, the most precious spices, and of course, the most beautiful slave girls.

Wu Ming even saw an amnesty decree issued by the viscount, as well as a certificate of freeman status, the name column was blank, but the noble seal and signature underneath were not missing.

If this document is true, it means that no matter who the purchaser is, as long as he fills in his name, he can get a new identity in an instant.

Those Jiangyang thieves, horse bandit leaders, and gang leaders who want to clear their hands and start over will need this very much.

Sure enough, Wu Ming just waited for a while, and saw several high-rollers fighting for this, and finally a very tyrant guy came, directly smashing the high price of 200 Jindelong and pocketing the identity certificate.

"The lord who issued the certificate also has an obligation to ensure that what he says is true...... There are still very few such identity certificates that can really be outflowed, no wonder there is no price in the market......"

"But...... More and more people are coming, aren't they all waiting for that auction? ”

Wu Ming walked around, and found no holy oil for sale, only the square in the center was blank, and some waiters were arranging it, so he didn't rush to do it, and waited quietly.

Suddenly, there was a commotion from the slave booth in front of it, with a faint exclamation of 'blue blood'.

Wu Ming's heart moved, and he squeezed through the crowd and stepped forward.

What appeared in front of him was a slave shop.

The women for sale here are all slave girls of the Heavenly Fragrance Kingdom, they are dressed in all kinds of revealing clothes, but the expressions on their faces are as holy as those of praying nuns, some of them have the pride of a queen, and there is a hint of provocation in their eyes when they look down.

Clearly, they were trained by a very good slave trader, a good commodity for which any nobleman would be willing to pay a high price.

On the next notice board, it was clearly written: 'High slave maids, skilled in all manners and techniques of pleasing men, with a reputation guarantee, each of them is a virgin of chastity, and the price is fifty gold delongs per person!' ’

But at this point, they're not the protagonists of the exclamation.

As far as Wu Ming could see, he saw a little girl who looked to be only twelve or thirteen years old, who was loudly sold by the slave traders: "The blue-blooded nobleman, from the ruined Rose family, guarantee that there will be no trouble at all, as long as fifty Jindelong, she will be yours!" ”

Blue-blooded nobles! Inherited from Thaler's bloodline! Wu Ming finally knew why it caused a sensation.

However, for any blue-blooded nobleman, the value of fifty Jindelon was obviously a bit too cheap.

But the people present still made a coax, and there was no one who asked for the price.

With just a glance, Wu Ming knew the reason.

Because the girl is sick, and very sick!

Her almost naked body was covered with dark red pus, some of which had begun to rot and drain pus, emitting a foul smell.

"Oh my God...... Is this cursed by the devil? ”

Wu Ming heard someone next to him exclaim: "Such a dirty and ugly monster, I'm afraid I won't be able to live one night if I buy it back!" ”

The young and healthy blue-blooded nobles are worth a lot, but this kind of aura is dying, and it may die of illness at any time, and it is no different from a pile of rotten meat.

"What monster?"

The slave trader's face turned red, as if he had been insulted by something: "Look at it! ”

He grabbed the girl's arm and barely found a place without rotten sores: "What fair and delicate skin, and this blue vein!" ”

Under the light, the girl's arms seemed translucent, with blue veins shining from the paleness.

This is proof of the arrogant pedigree of many blue-blood nobles.

"Blue blood indeed! This symbolism...... Can't fake it! ”

A voice outside chimed in in a low voice: "But...... She's dying, and I don't know if this disease is contagious! ”

"How is that possible? Look at me, isn't there nothing? ”

The slave trader called Qu Dao.

In fact, in his heart, he also secretly complained about his suffering.

He still remembered that when he got the last orphan of the Rose family, his skin was smoother than the best porcelain, and he was as beautiful as an angel.

He was absolutely confident that after his 'training', this girl would be able to drive all the guests crazy!

But who knows, on the second day after I bought it, the girl began to get sick and ended up with such an abscess, which did not even let go of her face and turned into an ugly monster.

'That bastard who deserves nine layers of hell!' ’

The slave trader didn't know how many times he cursed the mercenary who sold the little girl to him: "He must know the truth!" ”

"House Ross has perished, and the realm has been re-enjoined...... Therefore, at this time, she is useless except for the identity of a blue-blooded nobleman......"

Outside, a critical voice spoke.

But the eyes of the slave traders are bright, and if they are picky, they still have the desire to buy.

"But...... She's also a blue blood, which is worth at least a hundred Jindelon! Now fifty pieces are extremely cheap! ”

At this time, he was already busy trying to sell this monster that lost money and was angry when he saw it, and it was best never to see it.

"Ten Jindelong!"

A man covered in a black cloak offered the price.

"Impossible!"

The slave traders did not let a single step.

"She looks like she's dying......" the cloaked man insisted.

"She's just sick, maybe a scholar or a doctor can cure her...... As long as it changes hands and sells it, God, it is a tenfold and hundredfold profit! ”

The slave trader said in an exaggerated tone.

In fact, he had already tried all the methods he could, and finally despaired.

"Impossible, twenty kindrons at most...... I'm just trying to have some fun with the little ones I have at home......"

The cloaked man insisted.

"Fifty Jindelon!"

The slave trader made a final effort, and immediately spread out his hands: "Not a single one is missing, or I'd rather she die here!" ”

This is the experience he has accumulated over many years of business, and he must not take the initiative to reduce the price, otherwise as soon as this opening is opened, the final price will definitely make him vomit blood.

"I'm sorry!"

The cloaked man shrugged his shoulders and walked away.

"Tsk...... I didn't think it was really blue blood! ”

The crowd of onlookers saw boredom and began to disperse slowly.

"If she's not sick, I guarantee she'll be good enough to go to the monthly auction!"

"Remember that time ago? That blue-blooded slave girl, she auctioned off a full five thousand Jindelon for a high price! Oh my God, it's almost like a knight's manor! ”

……

"You damn monster, go to hell!"

Seeing the customer leave, the slave trader who didn't make a successful sale whipped the girl hard, causing the other party to snort in pain.

"I can't even speak, dumb things, why did I go blind and buy you in the first place......"

The slave trader held his head in pain, only to find that there was still one man who had not left.

"What? This gentleman, are you interested in her? ”

As if he saw a lifesaver, he looked expectantly at the customers who remained.

"The Ross family? After buying her, won't there be trouble? ”

Wu Ming asked in a deep voice.

"Of course...... Its direct heirs are dead! Feel free to ask for news, and no one will embarrass you for this girl...... It's just that, for the sake of the honor of the blue-blooded nobleman, I still advise you not to show her in public! ”

The slave trader reminded him that he thought it was completely redundant, after all, the girl probably didn't live for more than a few days.

But out of work ethic, he says it anyway.

"Pure Blue Blood ......"

Wu Ming squatted down and stared at the girl's translucent pale skin and the blue blood vessels in her body.

Her face with rotten sores moved, her eyes were like dead fish eyes, and she glanced at Wu Ming coldly, that kind of indifference was enough to shock any adult, and it was even more unbelievable that it came from this little girl's face.

'Good...... I've been looking for a material researcher for a long time......

Wu Ming nodded secretly, and tried to bargain again.

Obviously, the slave owner had been tortured by this unfortunate cargo to the point of a nervous breakdown, and under the successive blows, he actually made the first concession in his career: "Forty-five Jindelon!" Not even one less! ”

"Deal!"

Wu Ming took out the gold coin, happily handed over to the slave owner, and obtained the ownership of the girl.

"She's called Beatrice, of course, now that she's yours, you can choose a name for her!"

The slave owner counted Kindron and quickly lifted the girl's head, revealing the iron ring around her neck: "This is her slave collar, and the key!" ”

"Happy trading!"

Wu Ming took the key and picked up the little girl.

The other party's body was very light, and his indifferent eyes did not fluctuate in the slightest, as if he didn't know that he had been bought by a stranger.

"What a poor little fellow!"

Wu Ming shook his head and looked at the black city center again.

There, a large viewing platform has been set up, and it is clear that the monthly auction is about to begin.

The most precious and rare things are auctioned at auction, and if there is a holy oil, it is only possible here.

Of course, Wu Ming knew very well that even if he didn't buy Beatrice, with his own financial resources, he didn't have much hope of buying holy oil.

Therefore, from the very beginning, he had a crooked idea.

"Alright, the auction starts now!"

With a loud roar, the flow of people concentrated on the stands in the center, and even some stall owners hurriedly put away their stalls, not caring about their own business.

In the stands, a master of ceremonies bowed to the surroundings and lifted the red cloth of the first treasure: "A full set of knight's armor, made of the lightest steel, made by craftsmen from the highlands, lightweight, strong, and more defensive than ordinary plate armor, the starting price is 2,000 Jindelong!" ”