In a lodging bush, more than a dozen corpses lay on the ground, the smell of blood so thick that it was almost visible to the naked eye. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 info This place has deviated greatly from the avenue on the grassland, and if it weren't for Mira and the others coming down from the mountain, it should not have been possible to find such a miserable situation.

Mira walked carefully in the pool of blood, trying not to get caught in the blood. Outwardly, the composition of the dead was complex, with most orcs and a small number of humans, lizards, and dwarves.

These corpses died in a miserable state, with hideous expressions and scars on their bodies, which showed that they had been tortured before they died. In the midst of the crowd of orcs, Mira saw a pair of rabbit-headed mother and child hugging each other, and the little rabbit crouched on the chest of the old rabbit, raising its head slightly as if looking for its mother's eyes. But the old rabbit's eyes could no longer be opened, his long ears drooped, and his open chest was a blur of flesh and blood, and one of his breasts had been cut off.

Xiao Long Bao cried out and threw himself into the arms of the beckoning cat and didn't dare to look at it again, the one-eyed and two-tailed scorpion searched the surroundings with a solemn face, and even Celine stopped her verbal attack on Mira and squatted down in the pile of corpses to carefully look for possible clues.

After a while, Celine cried out, "There's an elf here, and it doesn't seem to have died yet." ”

Everyone gathered around, and the twin-tailed scorpion said first: "I didn't see anyone nearby, but judging by the coagulation of this wound and blood, the murderer should have just left." ”

One-Eye also said: "These wounds are caused by different weapons, and the murderer should be more than one person." He looked at Celine's elf again: "This shouldn't be a pure elf, it looks like a half-elf." ”

Celine said anxiously: "It doesn't matter if it's an elf or a half-elf, it's important to save people quickly." ”

While the beckoning cat was busy with the treatment, Mira also leaned over to take a few looks, the half-elf girl had obvious human features except for a pair of pointed ears. Her eyes were closed, blood was gushing out of her throat and chest, and her face was cut in the shape of a cross, and her flesh was curled outward, looking very terrifying.

Under the effect of the treatment, the bleeding finally stopped, but the girl was still unconscious. The beckoning cat shook his head and said: "No way, the blood is almost dry, if it weren't for its own elven bloodline, I'm afraid it would have been like everyone else in the grassland." But her vitality has been lost too much, and I don't think she can be saved. ”

Celine said anxiously: "If you can't save it, you have to save it, these murderers are fierce, evil and perverted, if you don't ask their details, can you guarantee that you will be able to return to Minsk alive? ”

Mira looked at Celine dissatisfied, eldest sister, you have to figure out the situation, you are just a captive now, and you actually give orders to my people? But he still agrees with Celine's words, this bloody scene is too shocking, it is a complete massacre, no, it is torture.

Mira scratched her chin, "Vitality? By the way, didn't those jungle banshees give you some moon well water when you were in Silent Hill?

The beckoning cat reacted immediately, took out the well water and said: "Those banshees only said that this can replenish spiritual power, but they didn't say that it can replenish vitality." ”

"Whatever, maybe you can only replenish the spiritual power of the elves, and you can replenish the vitality of the half-elves, anyway, she is going to die, and it doesn't hurt to try. ”

A few drops of moon well water entered, and the half-elf's pale lips turned a little bloody, and her expression changed a little, she frowned slightly, and let out a painful moan. Mira exclaimed, "What I say, what I say, I say that the moon well water is useful, how prescient." However, the beckoning cat has always carried this well water with him, and his foresight is not small. ”

Under Xiao Long Bao's loud contempt, the half-elf girl slowly opened her eyes, and saw a group of strangers beside her, a trace of panic flashed in her eyes, but she immediately regained her calm and clarity, and only the pain hidden in her eyes could not be erased.

It was only when the girl recovered a little that everyone learned what had happened from her, but it was very different from everyone's previous conjectures.

The corpses lying in the ground were all slaves, and they all belonged to a group of slave traders from the province of Delhi. Hearing that Sharanbova was building a huge city in the gypsy desert, which required a lot of manpower and material resources, the leader of the slave trade decided to try his luck there, and maybe meet his Oriental counterparts from the Silk Road.

Since the city of Stilwell was not peaceful for a while, the slave trade decided to move to Minsk. But when they walked to the deserted grassland, there was no human army around, and the slaves who had been bullied and ravaged actually rioted.

The guards managed to suppress these unarmed slaves again, but they paid the price of many casualties, and in a fit of rage, they slashed all the leaders who led the trouble, and even tried to find out some slaves who could not afford to sell them for a high price, saying that they wanted to kill chickens and monkeys. Although the half-elf and the rabbit-headed mother and son did not participate in the riot, they were unfortunate enough to be treated as the chickens that were set on the example of the monkeys.

Hearing that it was just an internal battle among some slave traders, everyone was relieved, and Mira jokingly said, "Xiaolongbao, if I sell you, I don't know if anyone will be willing to give a gold coin." Xiao Long Bao was furious and raised his fist and slapped Mira's back loudly.

The half-elf girl's breathing became rapid: "I can see that you are all good people, please, help me rescue my sister, without me to take care of her, she is too pitiful, those slave traders will definitely bully her." ”

Mira pursed her lips, you can't protect yourself now, and you still want to save your sister? In order to save you, we have wasted a lot of precious moon well water, you yourself are a slave, it is not your fault that you can't afford to pay for the moon well water, but you still want us to save people, it is wrong for you, we are a mercenary group, not a charity.

Mira looked at the half-elf girl maliciously, maybe she used to look very good, but after having such a cross wound on her face, she broke her face, I believe that no big family will want to buy such a slave girl, as for the figure, the waist is very thin, but the chest is too small, even the old bustard in Fireworks Lane probably won't want it.

With a bang, it was the staff of the beckoning cat that hit Mira's head, she ignored Mira, who was screaming in pain, but said to the half-elf girl: "You just recovered, let's lie down quietly and recover a little, and we'll talk about saving people or something." ”