Chapter 37: Slave?

Mo Ran was familiar with the road in this criss-crossing city lord's mansion, but it made Jun Yue a little more suspicious in his heart, it seemed that this young man she had taken a fancy to also had a lot of things hidden in his heart, and the person who could find this Ye City Lord's Treasure Pavilion naturally couldn't be someone who didn't know anything.

This made LaCrosse a little more exploratory to this quiet teenager.

Although there are some things that she LaCrosse will not easily touch and explore, but if she wants LaCrosse to pay something, it is a different matter.

In the night, the fire and smoke rose into the sky, adding a lot of noise and bustling firefighting sounds to this originally silent night, but more of it was the figure rushing out in the fire that spread inch by inch, and for a while, the city lord's mansion, which had completely lost its backbone, became a messy porridge.

Qin Louyue glanced thoughtfully below in the dark, and with some confusion called out to Mo Ran, who was also stepping on this broken brick and tile, "Mo Ran, why is there such a place in this graceful and luxurious City Lord's Mansion? It is in tatters, shouldn't it? Also, where are we going? Behind this is a rockery that looks like there is nothing!"

The young man turned his head and replied a little uncomfortably: "Miss Qin, don't be impatient, I have been in this Ye Mansion for several years, so I am naturally very familiar with it." What the girl stepped on, as the girl saw, was originally a place where the slaves of the city lord's mansion lived, so naturally it would not be good. As for the gold and silver treasures, they are under the rockery, and the girl can be trusted?"

It's just that hearing these words in the eyes of Jun Yue, who had already used her internal force to remove a piece of bricks, but it made her face smile a little, "Mo Ran, I'm afraid your implication is not in this gold and silver, but these people!"

"What do you mean? Da Yue, why don't I understand what you mean?" Qin Louyue also followed Jun Yue's movements and uncovered a piece of bricks and tiles, as far as the eye could see, it was black and there was nothing, but she couldn't help but wonder.

"Your Excellency—" The young man was obviously flustered, and at that moment, he suddenly realized that he couldn't hide anything in front of this arrogant woman who was completely capable of controlling everything, he suddenly knelt down on one knee and pleaded apologetically: "Since the Lord has seen it, please forgive me for the sake of Mo Ran——"

"Da Yue, is this person a traitor?" Qin Louyue naturally saw Mo Ran's movements, and directly interrupted the young man's words, his face suddenly changed, and he said coldly, looking tense.

"Er Qin, put it down for the time being!" Jun Yue pressed the impulsive Qin Louyue, and his smile did not decrease, "Mo Ran, the deity didn't ask you for anything, but just saved your life casually." You don't need to apologize to the deity. Today, you took the deity to re-enter the city lord's mansion, and deliberately walked the way of this slave house, so you probably didn't mean to drink the drunkard, and the deity can also guess one or two points. It's just—"

Speaking of this, Jun Yue suddenly changed his words, and her voice suddenly became sharp and abnormal, she suddenly leaned down, broke the young man's chin with her hand, and forced him to look directly into her stunning eyes, "It's just that the deity has never liked to be deceived by others, and it can't tolerate being calculated, so, Mo Ran, don't play your little cleverness in front of the deity in any future in the future!"

"The Lord forgives the sins! Mo Ran no longer dares, originally the Lord saved Mo Ran's life, Mo Ran calculated that the Lord should die today, but please look at the tragic fate of these people, save these slaves! They are all in the same pain as Mo Ran, please! Please!" Mo Ran did not get up, he was half kneeling, bowing his head, and longing for the Tao.

After figuring out the truth of the matter, Qin Louyue was also a little unbearable, withdrew her sword, and pleaded with Jun Yue, who seemed to be still angry: "Da Yue, for the sake of him also wanting to save people, you can help him this time, walking in this world, I have seen too many miserable slaves, and I will eventually sigh that I can't do anything, and I can't even help at all! So, can you do it this time?"

"Er Qin Mo didn't forget what to do, if he saved someone, then I'm afraid he wouldn't have time to go-" Jun Yue said coldly, not at all moved by the person who was still kowtowing on the ground.

"No, no, money is not everything?" Qin Louyue pouted and replied to the Lazella, who seemed to be completely impersonal in her eyes, feeling that something was wrong.

"So-" Jun Yue gestured, and suddenly smiled evilly, "Er Qin, Mo Ran, get up, save people!"

She didn't plan to die or not save her, in fact, if Mo Ran hadn't decided, she would have done the same, and now it's just a little test of the two of them.

After all, although she is afraid of trouble, she is not a little humane, and sometimes, she still has to follow her heart, so she is destined to be unable to be completely cold-eyed!

So, the people who follow her, if they don't have beliefs similar to her, then—

"Okay, Da Yue, you trick me!" Qin Louyue stepped forward suddenly, and was about to teach Jun Yue a lesson, but Jun Yue's figure flashed, and he jumped directly from the roof.

Qin Louyue was angry and wanted to catch up, but unconsciously glanced back at the young man who was still kneeling and was at a loss, and said with a smile: "Hey, hey, you don't leave yet, Da Yue is not angry, but he is testing you, just remember not to do such a thing in the future, just follow quickly!"

Mo Ran was still a little unable to come back to his senses, he thought that he was in a catastrophe, but he didn't expect that Junyue would come to such a change, and after listening to Qin Louyue's words at this moment, he followed with hindsight.

Vaguely, he felt that he had found the person he was sworn to follow.

LaCrosse looked around a few times, and by the way, he knocked out the only sleepy guard who was guarding more than ten meters away.

Immediately afterwards, LaCrosse used internal force to open the locked door and dodged in.

Qin Louyue followed, Mo Ran was faster, swept in front of Jun Yue, and bowed his head slightly: "This place is all slaves for Ye Cheng to live and drive for fun and even torture and kill, so I am afraid that it will stain your eyes, my lord." ”

"Since you have chosen to save, the deity will not be bound by this so-called concept of dignity and inferiority!" Jun Yue waved his hand, and the faint light at the door instantly lit the lights in this huge slave den, and in an instant, the dark room began to reveal its own sin and cruelty.

"Yes!" Mo Ran didn't say anything more, because the scene in front of him that had almost caused him to sink into a nightmare had already made him turn pale.

Witnessing everything in front of her, Qin Louyue also tried her best to suppress the retching and horror in her heart.

This is as good as the miserable slaves she once had in the slave market, after all, those slaves who can be put on the surface can be seen on the surface, where there are slaves like here, who have been destroyed without the slightest human appearance.

This door imprisoned many children who could have been infinitely chic, but at this moment, the half-dead women, teenagers, and even children of eight or nine years old who were locked in cages of all sizes were lying in that small and confined space with desperate and dead eyes.

Some of them have yellow faces and thin muscles, some are so weak that they can't even open their eyes, some of their faces are scratched and they can't be recognized at all, and the most cruel thing is that some of them have been artificially cut off their hands or feet, and the gurgling blood is still flowing, and they can only go to death little by little.

Here, there is no humanity, no hope, only endless dead silence and a strong smell of blood.

A few of them were still tied to the torture rack in front of LaCrosse, almost covered with scars, even the people who came could not touch them in the slightest, and their souls had long been numb, and they only begged for liberation from the body, not to be hung and dying here.

Here, they are not people, they are commodities that can be bought and sold at will, playthings that can be destroyed at will, or, not even a dog!

How ridiculous, the so-called love for the people like sons does not belong to these things of theirs, these slaves!

The shackles of dignity and inferiority that they were born with erode those who were like blank sheets of paper all the time, until one day, they became ghosts and slaves!