Soon after, Yang Rui bought all the slaves he needed, thinking that he still needed to buy a batch of supplies, and there was no place to settle the purchased slaves, so he said to Li Hui: "Deacon Li, I want to rent a big courtyard with you and stay for a few days, I don't know what you think?"

"Mr. Yang, our manor has a large courtyard, which can be used for you for a while, which can be regarded as a little bit of our slave business!" Li Hui replied without hesitation.

Yang Rui spent more than seven million gold coins in the slave shop, making the slave shop earn a lot of money, and the rent for a few days in a large yard was nothing at all.

"Then I'm going to be these Deacons Li. Yang Rui chuckled.

Under Li Hui's arrangement, a large courtyard was vacated, and all the slaves purchased by Yang Rui were transferred to the large courtyard.

"My name is Yang Rui, and I will be your master from today onwards, as long as you do things for me with your heart, I will definitely not treat you badly! If you can make meritorious deeds, I can return your freedom and give you enough rewards for your response!"

Yang Rui looked at the more than two hundred slaves in the courtyard and said in a flat tone.

"Yes, master!"

As soon as Yang Rui's voice fell, more than two hundred slaves flashed with a flash of light in their eyes and responded in unison.

"Sun Xiaoli, Sun Xiaomei, Zhang Jie, the three of you come with me, and the others rest in place!"

Yang Rui set his eyes on the three beauties led by him and said softly.

Sun Xiaomei is a late-stage congenital martial artist, with terrifying bloodline power in her body, as long as she activates it, she can become a supreme powerhouse, which is very suitable for the position of guardian commander.

Sun Xiaoli was born with a charming body, she can practice her charm skills, and quickly become a peerless powerhouse.

Zhang Jie was born with the physique of the god of war, as long as he activates the bloodline of the god of war, he can obtain the blessing of the power of the bloodline of the god of war.

At the same time, Zhang Jie is amazingly perceptive, talented, tall and sexy, with snow-white skin, full double peaks, and a pretty face, and is a very eye-catching helper.

Just six million gold coins bought Sun Xiaoli, Sun Xiaomei, Zhang Jie's three daughters, and Yang Rui picked up a big leak.

"The three of you all have special physiques, and I can help you activate them at the right time to make you supreme powerhouses!

Of course, I don't help you unconditionally, after you help you to provoke **, you must serve me for a hundred years. ”

Yang Rui looked at Sun Xiaoli, Sun Xiaomei, and Zhang Jie, and went straight to the point.

"May I die for the Lord!"

As soon as Yang Rui's voice fell, Sun Xiaoli, Sun Xiaomei, and Zhang Jie hurriedly responded loudly with excitement on their faces.

Being able to activate a special physique and becoming a monk is inevitable, and at least he has a lifespan of more than five hundred years, and serving Yang Rui for a hundred years is nothing at all.

What's more, they are still Yang Rui's slaves now, and life and death are controlled by Yang Rui, so there is no choice at all.

"From now on, Sun Xiaoli is the chief of the maids, managing my maids, responsible for the daily life of me and my family, Sun Xiaomei is the chief of guards, managing my guards, responsible for the safety of me and my family, Zhang Jie is the chief manager, responsible for the management of my slaves, as well as the management of my family's money and property!" Seeing the expressions of Sun Xiaomei and the others, Yang Rui nodded lightly and said in a flat tone.

After speaking, Yang Rui took Sun Xiaomei and the three of them out of the room and returned to the big courtyard to announce the appointment of the three of them in public.

After that, Yang Rui asked Sun Xiaomei and Sun Xiaoli to arrange his slaves, and he took Zhang Jie, a beautiful girl, to leave Li's Auction House and go to Dongguan County to buy supplies.

"What a beautiful beauty! If you dedicate it to the young master, the young master will be very happy and give himself a rich reward!"

A middle-aged man wearing a black tight-fitting combat uniform, tall and burly, with a hideous face, saw Zhang Jie walking side by side with Yang Rui, his eyes lit up, and he secretly thought wildly in his heart.

After having an idea in his heart, the middle-aged man immediately sent someone to keep an eye on Yang Rui and Zhang Jie, ready to find a suitable opportunity to take Zhang Jie away.

Three days later, Yang Rui took the more than 200 guards and slaves he had purchased, drove dozens of carriages full of goods, and formed a convoy to go in the direction of Yangjia Village, Heishan Town, a subordinate of Dongguan County.

The movement of Yang Rui and his party was extremely large, and they immediately became the focus of everyone when they walked on the road, and they all guessed Yang Rui's identity.

Yang Rui didn't care about the pedestrians who paid attention to him, sat in a comfortable carriage, slowly left Dongguan Town, and headed towards Yangjia Village, Heishan Town.

Yangjia Village, Montenegro Town, is located at the foot of Montenegro, more than 300 miles east of Dongguan City, and lives on a piece of land at the foot of Montenegro and prey on Montenegro.

Because of its remoteness, the road leading to Yangjia Village in Dongguan County is very poor, with only one dirt road trampled out, surrounded by dense jungle and often infested with wild beasts.

If you don't have a strong cultivation strength, you can easily be devoured by the beasts in the jungle, so the people of Yangjia Village rarely go to Dongguan County, at most go to the nearby Black Mountain Town.

"Stop!"

Yang Rui, who was sitting in the carriage, frowned slightly and shouted loudly.

As soon as Yang Rui's voice fell, the advancing convoy immediately stopped advancing, and Sun Xiaomei, the commander of the guards, rode a horse, quickly ran to Yang Rui's carriage, and asked loudly: "Lord, what happened?"

"There is an enemy ambush in the jungle ahead, put on a defensive formation, be careful!" Yang Rui said in a flat tone.

"Yes, Lord!" Sun Xiaomei's face changed slightly, and she replied loudly.

"Enemy attack! Alert!"

Sun Xiaomei shouted loudly, and began to command the convoy to set up a defensive formation, ready for battle!

"Discovered?"

The middle-aged man on the side of the jungle, seeing the situation of the convoy, frowned slightly, and muttered softly.

This middle-aged man's name is Zhou Wen, and he is the personal guard of Zhou Tao, the sixth young master of the Zhou family in Dongguan County, and has the strength of cultivation at the peak of the innate peak.

Zhou Tao, the sixth young master of the Zhou family, was very lustful, in order to curry favor with Zhou Tao and obtain the exercises and resources for promotion to grandmaster from Zhou Tao, he deliberately mobilized a group of bandits on the periphery of Heiyuan Mountain in the name of the Zhou family, wanting to intercept Yang Rui's convoy and snatch Zhang Jie to Zhou Tao.

"Guard Zhou, the other party is on alert, what should we do now?" asked Zhou Tao a big man wearing leather armor, holding a long knife, and a scar on his face.

The scar man's name is Zhao Qi, who has the strength of cultivation in the late congenital stage, is the leader of a group of thieves on Heiyuan Mountain, and is also one of the secret hands of the Zhou family.

"Kill it directly, the most beautiful girl will be left to Young Master Zhou Tao, and the other women, money and materials will belong to you!" Zhou Wen pondered for a while.

"Okay, I'll take someone to kill me!" Zhao Qi said with excitement on his face.

According to the news that Zhao Qi got, Yang Rui's convoy has more than 20 million gold coins in the material, and at least a large amount of gold coins on his body, as long as they plunder, their gang of bandits will immediately get rich, how can this not make Zhao Qi excited!

"Brothers, kill with me!"

Zhao Qi roared angrily, raised his long knife, and took the lead in the direction of the convoy.

"Kill, kill, kill!"

With the sound of excited shouts and killings, thieves wearing leather armor and holding large knives and spears came out from both sides of the jungle one after another, and rushed towards the convoy with hideous faces.

The number of thieves is as high as 1,000, and all of them are warriors, more than half of them are second-rate warriors, more than 100 first-class warriors, more than 20 peerless warriors, and five innate warriors.

In the face of the charge launched by the thieves, more than a hundred maids and servants immediately hid behind the convoy and shivered, and the faces of more than 100 guards changed drastically, and a look of horror flashed in their eyes.

"Kill me!"

Looking at the thieves who were charging forward, Sun Xiaomei's face changed slightly, and with a roar of anger, she raised the sharp sword in her hand and killed the leader of the thieves, Zhao Qi.

"Tempest Knife Technique!"

Zhao Qi roared angrily, the innate true qi in his body surged, the light of the long knife in his hand flashed, and he slashed towards Sun Xiaomei's body with a sharp edge, looking like he wanted to cut Sun Xiaomei in two, and he didn't mean to pity the jade at all.

In the face of Zhao Qi's long knife attack, Sun Xiaomei's innate true qi surged, and the sharp long sword in her hand flashed, and she immediately met Zhao Qi's long knife and fought fiercely with it.

When Sun Xiaomei and Zhao Qi were fighting, dozens of guards poured out of the convoy, waving the weapons in their hands, and the thieves fought fiercely in one place.

It's just that the number of thieves far exceeds that of the slave guards, and there are innate warriors in charge, as soon as the two sides fight, the slave guards fall into danger and fall into danger.

Seeing this scene, Yang Rui's brows furrowed slightly, and a cold light flashed in his eyes, so he left the carriage, pulled out the sword at his waist, and turned into a streamer and rushed towards the side of Zhao Qi, the scarred man.

"Starlight Slash!"

With Yang Rui's soft drink, the sword in his hand flashed, and a sharp sword light slashed through the void like lightning, slashing down on Zhao Qi's body, and the sharp edge directly cut Zhao Qi into two, causing his blood to splash and die on the spot!

"Ten Thousand Swords!"

After killing Zhao Qi with a sword, Yang Rui snorted lightly, the innate true qi in his body surged, and the sword in his hand swung out, and a series of sharp sword rays shot out from it, easily piercing the body of a thief, causing him to die tragically on the spot.

In a matter of moments, more than a thousand thieves were all killed by the sword, leaving only five innate martial artists and Zhou Wen, who was watching the battle not far away.

"It can't be!"

"How can a mere innate martial artist be so powerful!"

"What kind of martial art is this, why is it so fierce!"

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