That's weird.

Leng Ruoxue stood up, still frowning, and paced back and forth in the room for a few steps.

"Luwu, clean up for me, let's go and say goodbye to my grandmother."

Since Leng Yue didn't react, then she took the initiative to attack.

What Leng Ruoxue didn't know was that Leng Yue was actually just lazy.

After passing through, the most she did was to ask Zhu'er to move a chair and sit in the shade of the trees in the courtyard to think about life.

"Zhu'er, let's go!"

Just when Leng Ruoxue took the initiative to attack, Leng Yue thought about life for a morning, and decisively decided to go out over the wall.

When Zhu'er heard Leng Yue say that she was going to leave the house again, she wanted to cry a little.

I'm going to step on Miss's shoulder again and die young.

The cold moon is also a bit square.

Zhu'er looked very small, with a lot of flesh on her body, and the skin on her shoulders was about to be trampled on.

Well, someone has to take over the job.

The master and servant left the Zhenguo General's Mansion with ease and came all the way to the black market in the south of the capital.

The black market, as the name suggests, sells and buys, and is not serious.

Zhu'er propped up a pair of big round eyes, and followed Leng Yue inch by inch, carefully watching the people passing by.

"Little ...... Miss ......"

"Speak well, don't learn from Liu Neng."

Who to learn?

"Why are we here?" As he spoke, he happened to pass by a bearded man with a fierce face.

Zhu'er was so scared that she was about to cry.

"Shall we go back?"

"Not good."

An ordinary bazaar Leng Yue can walk around twice with his eyes closed, what else is there to visit?

Zhu'er was speechless, although he was afraid, but seeing that Leng Yue had no intention of going back, he could only follow up.

Hey, it's so hard for Miss to serve now.

"Come on, come on, all the guest officers take a look at it, the new Dongban slaves, can fight and resist, can work and eat less, don't want ninety-nine-eight, don't want ninety-eight, as long as ninety-two-eight, you deserve it!"

The familiar lines immediately attracted Leng Yue's attention.

Leng Yue squeezed into the crowd with a reluctant Zhu'er.

In the center of the crowd, stood a well-dressed middle-aged man, holding a leather whip in his hand, waving it as he spoke.

It looks like it should be the boss, and behind the boss is a few cages of dark iron.

In each cage, there is an Eastern Barbarian.

The Eastern Barbarians had dark skin, and only a piece of animal skin was wrapped around their bodies to cover important parts, and their necks, hands and feet were covered with wrist-thick chains.

"Take a look, nine, two, eight, you can't buy a loss, you can't be fooled."

The boss shouted for a while, and when he saw that no one was willing to buy, he immediately glanced at his subordinates standing next to the cage behind him.

His subordinates opened a nearby cage and grabbed the chain, trying to pull the Eastern Barbarians out inside.

The Eastern Barbarian seemed to be unwilling, stared at his subordinates with a pair of eyes, and his subordinates immediately raised their leather whips and whipped them when they saw this.

"Damn, how dare you stare at Lao Tzu?"

Zhu'er was shocked to see it, and he didn't know if he didn't dare or couldn't bear to look at it again, so he immediately buried his head behind Leng Yue.

"Miss, it's scary here, let's go."

Leng Yue's face was expressionless, she was not a virgin, and she didn't have so much sympathy.

The law of survival has always been the law of nature.

A calm, indifferent gaze swept over each cage and finally stopped on the one on the far right.

There is a Dongban man locked up in it, the difference is that this man's gaze looks calm, but in the calm, it seems to contain light, simple and pure.