Do you know what is one of the most painful things about writing novels? That is, I obviously didn't vote a few votes for my book, but the number one fan in the celebrity list of this book turned out to be myself...

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Li Gongzhe easily figured out his location, this is the location of the demon clan's sphere of influence, about a little southeast, as long as he keeps going north, he will be able to reach the capital of ten thousand demons. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

Li Gongzhe did not choose to stay, and directly began to go north, he had to reach the nearest town before sunset.

Fort William.

Fort William is the only town within a radius of hundreds of miles, and the lord of this town is a fairly high-ranking demon clan who once served as the captain of the Demon King Army. Although Fort William is a town, for the demon royal family, this is only a frontier and wild place, neither the demon king nor the governor of the province here has set up a specific official position here, which makes Fort William an unmanaged merchant city.

Fort William is located in a key area, and every winter, demon men from all parts of the demon realm drive horses in groups, bringing a large number of high-quality leather goods, gold and silver, horses, and falcons, in exchange for the tea, grain, utensils, and iron they need. In the spring, some foreign merchants who risked their lives would come from the trail and bring in their finely carved jewelry, as well as ornate carpets and fabrics, on the unmelted spring snow. Others would form caravans that stretched for miles from farther west. Their goods consisted of crystal clear glass, well-made swords, and many other treasures that could not be named.

Although the demons themselves are still relatively closed to the country, some merchants' ways to make money can't be stopped, as long as they stuff enough money into the local lords, even if humans want to do business within the scope of the demons, it is acceptable.

Of course, it can only be a border area like Fort William.

Li Gongzhe's way of entering the town was not to walk directly, but to squat a few hundred meters away from the outskirts of the town and then make a big jump, and jumped into it in one breath.

When he fell to the ground, he barely vibrated sound, because Li Gongzhe perfectly unloaded his strength evenly. As soon as he landed, he knew that he must have come to the market, because the noise here was so harsh.

The dozen or so demons next to him looked at him with some surprise.

"You, where did you jump from, what's the situation?"

"Why is there suddenly an extra person here?" "If you look at the clothes, it seems to be a free people, a rare free people. ”

These demons instinctively felt that Li Gongzhe was not easy to mess with, and after watching for a while, they dispersed. The demons are proud and cruel, but they are not a nosy race, and Li Gongzhe also knows their temperament very well.

This town is actually completely different from what Li Gongzhe imagined. There were no walls, no tax collectors and soldiers searching under the gates, and the whole city was more like a huge bazaar, divided into trading grounds according to the goods. The roads in the city were completely unplanned, and after being trampled and rolled by countless horses' hooves and wheels, the dirt roads became muddy like muddy pools. On both sides of the road, there are fur markets with various kinds of furs, horse markets where horses are traded, and grain and medicine markets...... Suddenly, there was a loud noise in my ears. Li Gongzhe stopped, raised his eyes, and looked around with some curiosity. At some point, he had walked into a huge bazaar, surrounded by a crowd of people with open-air stalls. But unlike other markets, the bunks here are half-height wooden platforms. The large one can accommodate more than 100 people, and the small one can only stand up to two or three people. In front of the shop, buyers and sellers quarreled endlessly, and there was a lot of noise, which was not much different from the bazaar that Li Gongzhe knew. It's just that the goods they trade are not furs or horses, nor tea, jewelry, salt, or food...... Rather, they are living slaves. Li Gongzhe saw that on the wooden platform next to him, there were several strong slaves standing, their cool noses were huge, their hair was curled, their skin was dark, they only had a dirty old cloth wrapped around their waists, their hands were chained, and their expressions were blank. "Fresh food just sold!" The seller was a demon with blond hair, and he shouted loudly beside him, "Great strength, obedient, and easy to raise! Just give you some food and you can work!" A Terran merchant walked up to the stage, first checked their bodies to see if they were disabled, then patted them on the shoulders vigorously to test their strength, and finally asked them to open their mouths to see if their teeth were missing. This is the battlefield of merchants, although it is in the sphere of influence of the demons, but here there are only buyers and sellers, but there is no distinction between the human demons. Even if the demon race and the human race are ten thousand years of blood feud, and the sky is about to be dark again, the merchants in the clan are still making money on their own.

Therefore, many monarchs said that merchants should be killed. The clever demon seller said, "Absolutely superior goods! It was finally transported from the west, the black ones are like ghosts, but the body is sturdy like animals, unlike those elves or something, even the wind can blow them away, and they are stronger than cattle for work, don't believe you try!" A handyman graciously handed over the whip, and the Terran merchant took it and whipped a few times on one of the slaves. The sold slave did not resist, and though he was much stronger than the Terran merchant, he was as tame as a lamb. The merchant lowered his hand with satisfaction and offered the price, "Two silver coins." The demon seller shouted as if he had been greatly insulted, "The dwarf slave on the side of the road needs three silver coins! For goods like this, at least four silver coins!" After some bargaining, the two sides fought for a red face, and finally the merchant bought three slaves, and a total of ten silver coins. Li Gongzhe found a stone to sit down, in front of him was a wooden platform, the area was not too large, it could stand more than a dozen people, at this moment the platform was empty, only a rope was tied to the four corners of the wooden platform. Li Gongzhe sat for more than ten minutes, thinking about what he should do next. Suddenly, the rope tied to the wooden platform was loosened, and a thin man with a pale face came out and took a few slaves, who were several female slaves. Their appearance is very different from that of the demon race, with dark skin, snow-white hair, pointed ears, and eyes that seem to have no pupils. Coupled with that beautiful face and fiery figure, Lee Gong-chul confirmed that this was Zhuoer, that is, the dark elf. All they used to cover their bodies was a piece of shabby linen, which covered the waist from the right shoulder to the left side, revealing most of the **** standing barefoot on the stage in a row. These slave girls seemed to have just been trafficked, and their expressions were not as blank as those of the other slaves, but with irrepressible fear and timidity. A few people gathered in the audience, and someone shouted loudly: "Old money ghost, where is the goods this time?" The man called the old money ghost patted a female slave on the buttocks, "The defeated Drow family in the dungeon was sold by the defeated family." I want to give you a discount!" The man laughed, "It's the underworld again, and the underworld hasn't been very peaceful lately. The old money ghost came to the side of the stage and shouted loudly: "There are five Zhuoer slaves in the underground world, who are outstanding in appearance, and can give birth and raise! Whether they are bought back for their own use, or they are bred for the slaves at home, they are all excellent goods!" Someone below shouted, "How can you see it when your clothes are covered?" and then someone coaxed, "Maybe there are dark wounds on your body." "Yes, I will rest assured when I take off my goods and inspect them!" the old money ghost agreed, and said something to the slave girls. Those drow slave girls silently took off their coarse linen clothes and exposed their naked bodies on the stage. The old money ghost really didn't tell a lie, although these female slaves are of different ages, they are all good looking, and their tall bodies are full of exotic style, which is heartwarming. The three older ones are already married, they are *** full, with round buttocks, and the other two are still girls, which look even more fresh and moving. The old money ghost took out a stack of sticky labels and hung them on the ** of the slave girls in turn. The price of each of the three married Drow slaves was five silver coins each, and the two Drow maidens were ten silver coins.