Chapter 1097: Fang City Encounter

The area of the Burial Yang Sand Sea is vast, and there are many crises lurking in the Sand Sea, and ordinary caravans are not willing to travel through the Burial Yang Sand Sea for a long time, because of this, there are formation masters, and various teleportation arrays have been established in the Burial Yang Sand Sea.

The space in the Burial Sun Sand Sea is not stable, and it is not too difficult to use some natural space nodes to make a teleportation array.

These teleportation arrays all have their own forces, and anyone who passes by the teleportation array must charge a certain fee.

Now, the Burial Yang Sand Sea Vision was born, and the business of these teleportation arrays suddenly became popular.

Yi Yun wants to go to the Burial Yang Shahai, there is such a shortcut as the teleportation array, so naturally he will not miss it, he is already behind others, and he can barely recover some by taking the teleportation array.

Yi Yun casually bought a map of the distribution of the teleportation array, and came to the teleportation array closest to Jade Light City, where Yi Yun saw many martial artists of all kinds.

Because there are too many people who have come to the Fuyang Sand Sea these days, the people who have passed through the teleportation array have gathered here, and a large Fang Market has been formed.

Many warriors and merchants gather here to sell a variety of goods.

Walking in the sea of burial sun, all kinds of life-saving pills, various functional talismans, and array plates are indispensable, and there are also loose cultivators who come out of the sea of burial sun, wanting to sell the heavenly and earthly treasures they have collected, many people see business opportunities and take the opportunity to make a small fortune.

As a result, there were many people who didn't go to the Burial Yang Sand Sea Vision at all, they just stayed around the teleportation array to make trades.

Among them, there are the most stalls of pills, relics, and heavenly treasures, and they are dazzling all the way.

There are also exercises, weapons, antiquities of unknown origin, and ores, if you have good eyesight here, you have a chance to pick up the leak, and even the stall where you trade furnaces and slave girls, Yi Yun has seen one.

This stall was actually located in the center of the fang, and at a glance, more than a dozen lovely-looking women, dressed in thin clothes, stood in a row on a round stone platform, and they were locked with thin metal chains on their hands and feet, and this metal chain was engraved with a formation, completely restricting the flow of vitality in their bodies, making them as powerless as mortal girls.

Yi Yun sighed lightly, although these girls have beautiful appearances, they all look sad, their eyes are confused, and they are obviously full of despair for the future, and there are two or three girls among them, looking at them at most fourteen or fifteen years old, their bodies are not fully developed, but Xiaohe is just showing sharp corners. Yi Yun shook his head, he was reduced to a female slave and a furnace at such a young age, if he was bought back by some cruel male warriors, he didn't know how far he would be tortured.

"Come, just look, even pick, the new water tender furnace Ding, absolutely virgin, Yuan Yin is here, let you pick it. Buy it back and train it yourself casually, whether it's a concubine or a maid, you can like it casually. ”

Under the stone platform, an old man with a beard shouted, and beside him stood six strong men with big shoulders and round waists, looking fierce and vicious.

Seeing this old man, Yi Yun's heart moved, this ......

He suddenly realized something, looked back at the stage, and his eyes were fixed on a little girl who was about fourteen or fifteen years old, this little girl had her head down, her round face still had tears on it, and her delicate body trembled slightly.

It's her!

Yi Yun remembered this girl, she was Ji Shisha's personal little maid, it seemed to be called Xin'er, before Ji Shisha came to her room at night, alone with Yi Yun, when she poured wine for Yi Yun, that Xin'er was guarding the door, looking well-behaved, because the little maid kept her head down, Yi Yun didn't look carefully.

Next...... Yi Yun saw a seventeen or eighteen-year-old pretty girl again, with a slender figure and a gloomy expression, this girl Yi Yun was even more impressed, when he lost his ability to act in the sea of sand in the burial sun, it was this girl, dressed in yellow, dressed like a maid, opened the door curtain on the sand boat, and said that the young lady wanted to see herself.

The two female slaves turned out to be the maids of the Shenji Trading Company!

Yi Yun took a deep breath, his eyes flashed with a deep murderous intent, there is no doubt that this is what Tianyan Commercial Bank did!

And the old man with the eight-character beard who sells is Yang Yanguang, the master of Tianyan Commercial Bank!

Realizing this, Yi Yun's face was already extremely ugly, before Ji Shuisha said that she had already arranged it, leaving a tunnel inside the Shenji Trading House to lead to the outside of the city, as long as her order arrived, her cronies could escape from Yuguang City through the tunnel, because of this, Yi Yun was not too worried about the people of the Shenji Trading Company.

Now it seems that either there are traitors among the people of the Shenji Trading Company and the authentic matter has been leaked, or Yan Tiancong has taken precautions and caught those cronies who escaped.

"Okay, you Yan Tiancong!"

In Yi Yun's heart, Yan Tiancong was originally not worth mentioning at all, but he was such a little person who was not worth mentioning, disgusting Yi Yun again and again.

Yi Yun was hunted down and killed by the people of the Seven Star Dao Palace before, which was also due to Yan Tiancong.

Now, Yan Tiancong has killed the Shenji Merchant Company like this, and the Divine Mechanic Merchant Company has been affected by Yi Yun, so Yi Yun's heart is even more angry.

At this time, Master Yang noticed Yi Yun standing in front of the stone platform, Yi Yun had already relied on the Thousand Faces to move the stars and change the book of heaven at this time, and the Lang Lang young man disappeared and became an uncle with a stubble on his face and a sense of vicissitudes.

The magic weapons on his body have also been put away, he is dressed in ordinary clothes, slightly shabby, and there is a wine gourd hanging on his waist - Qingyangjun back then walked the world with a wine gourd.

It's just that Yi Yun didn't use the sword again, but used the knife again, and his cultivation did not hide it, it was still in the middle stage of the condensation path, in Zhongzhou Tianfu, the real sect martial artist can only be regarded as the middle and lower reaches of the middle stage of the condensation path at this age, and he is destined to have no achievements in the future, and he can't attract the slightest attention in this trip to the Burial Yang Shahai.

"What, my brother is interested in these female slaves?" Yang Yanguang touched his little mustache, looked Yi Yun up and down, looking at Yi Yun's outfit, he didn't look like a rich master, and his cultivation was not high, most of them were loose cultivators who didn't mix well, it was impossible for such a person to go to the vision of the Fuyang Shahai, that was to find death, at most, he risked his life in the Fuyang Shahai to collect a few broken pills and go to the Fang City to make a little money.

Thinking of this, there was a trace of disdain in Yang Yanguang's eyes, he lost interest in Yi Yun, this kind of poor casual cultivation, he also wanted to buy a few furnaces and go back to be happy, and he didn't pee on himself, these girls were all carefully selected by the Shenji Trading Company, not only with outstanding appearance and figure, but also with a certain talent for martial arts, and in the Shenji Trading Company, Ji Shuisha, that stupid woman never treated her subordinates badly, and gave these little maids a lot of natural treasures, how could this poor man afford it?

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