"These slaves are not what they want to find, they have no spirituality, they have no aura at all, and they are bought as decorations." Mu Yunfeng muttered to himself, the slaves here have lost their nature, even if they buy it, it will be useless, once the human spirit is destroyed, then it is no different from those dead things, it is equivalent to a stone that can walk and move.

The atmosphere here is oppressive, lifeless, there is no doubt about that, there are no plants, there is a mess, a wail, hell on earth.

Mu Yunfeng walked into a slave shop that looked very large, and there were several slaves in the big cage at the door, they were lifeless, looking at the surroundings without shock, slaughtering others, not sad or happy, the appearance of the living dead is their best adjective, alive, but as if dead.

Is it really good for them to live like this?

Those who traded slaves had corpses and flesh buried under their feet, and in their hands they wore gold and silver, eating and drinking spicy food.

"Boy, look at what, look at it again, believe it or not, Lao Tzu gouged out your eyes." Before Mu Yunfeng walked in, he was a little curious, and then he took a few more looks, but he didn't expect the slave owner to be very happy because of this, and looked at Mu Yunfeng with contempt, as if Mu Yunfeng was a lamb that he let him slaughter, looking at the person in front of him, who is this kid?

Dressed more vigilantly than the previous people, the dagger on the waist if I am not mistaken, it is made of dark iron, sharpened iron like clay, this thing is worth a lot of money, this young man is a sheep sent to the door, if he does not slaughter it, he may have some unexpected surprises, and the dagger alone can be worth the price of dozens of slaves.

"Gouging out the eyes? This is not good, do you want to try to dig your heart and lungs, what is beautiful in your eyes, your heart is the best, you can see clearly whether people's hearts are black or red. Mu Yunfeng said in an indifferent tone, domineering, and he responded to this person with a smile. You are strong, you are strong, do what you want, but if you are weak, you are to blame for self-inflicted bullying.

"Boy, young and vicious, not bad." The man said, his eyes flashed with cruelty, and then he got up from the daise longue and came to Mu Yunfeng's side, looking at Mu Yunfeng up close, but to see what real talent this stinky boy had and dared to say these words without shame.

"I'm here to buy something, I wonder what you're doing?" Mu Yunfeng said with sincerity, but when he saw the whip in the man's hand facing him, he frowned, and found that things were not simple, he was not a good stubble.

"Crooked melons and cracked dates, the price is low, the slave of the beast clan, the price is the highest, the price of the elves is medium, I don't know which type you need." The man took the whip in his hand and looked at Mu Yunfeng in a circle as he spoke.

"I need to take a look and see if there is anything that fits my eyes, just do whatever I want." Mu Yunfeng said coldly, you need to take a closer look to buy slaves, otherwise how can you know if there is a problem, this dungeon transaction, a person can enter three times at most, and he is pitted, and he can't even find anyone.

"Look, you need money too, I don't know what your Excellency thinks?"

"The price is a purple coin." The exchange rate of gold coins, red, orange, yellow, green, blue, purple, purple is the most expensive, and purple coins and gold are equivalent to exchange.

"That's a bit of a lion's mouth, isn't it? One purple coin is enough to buy dozens of slaves outside. Mu Yunfeng frowned, a little dissatisfied with this person's sky-high price, and the money was not blown by the wind, and the financial difficulties of the government.