A cloud of green mist washed through the old man's body, and in an instant, the old man, who had lost his teeth and was about to die, regained his youth at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Life and fire bloom on him! Huang Yu, who had just entered the door, saw this scene, and Tong Kong subconsciously shrank.

This great power of reversing life and death is really terrifying! But the stronger the antique market, the safer it is for him.

"Now, there's a price to pay." The trader smiled and stretched out his hand and put it on the head of the young man.

He pulled it with one hand, and a pure white mass was pulled out of his body...... A monster dressed in a black-green robe and with a body like mist 'grew' out of the young man's body.

Originally, the uncle who had just regained his youth, his body was like fertilizer, and he was drained in the blink of an eye, turned into a puddle of black ash and fell to the ground, which was absorbed by the floor.

The newly spawned monster stared blankly at its hands and opened its mouth to speak. But he found that he seemed to have lost the ability to speak, and not only that, but even his movements were restricted.

He doesn't even have the right to move around at will! The trader fills a bottle with the white shadow that was previously drawn, then tightens it and applies a label.

"Next!" The trader put the bottle away in satisfaction and waved his hand. The uncle, who had just turned into a monster, began to maintain the antique trading market like a machine.

Without freedom, there is no way to speak. The term is...... Forever! The antique market did not deceive him, and indeed gave him eternity.

Huang Yu in the back saw this scene and subconsciously swallowed his saliva. This place is also not a fuel-efficient lamp.

After that, Huang Yu saw several more transactions, and basically none of the traders ended well. This antique market is a sinkhole, and no matter how you try to trade, you will eventually get caught up in it.

Just like the people Huang Yu saw just now, none of them succeeded, and even the bones were broken and sold by the antique trading market.

"Number 230." The transaction continued, and soon it was Huang Yu's turn to be one place in front of him. It was a strange man with a cloak in his cloak who stepped forward and placed something on the table.

After seeing this thing, the previous trader rarely did not induce the other party to sign a trading contract, but negotiated with the other party one by one.

Rumble! Just as the two were talking, the market suddenly shook. The two who were trading were forced to stop talking.

The elemental-like trader lifted the lamp and shook it twice. The shaking was suppressed, and the trader who stabilized the market fell his eyes on Huang Yu in the back.

"Look at what gifts my guests have brought me." Its mouth habitually cracked as it spoke, like a crescent moon.

But Huang Yu, who was resisted, was cold, as if he had fallen into an ice cave. It got it!

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"It seems that you are not very peaceful here today, so I will come back another day." The cloak freak stood up and put away what had been on the table.

"We're sorry, we'll pay for the loss." The trader actually stood up and apologized to the cloaked freak.

"Looking forward to our next deal." The cloaked monster only nodded, then glanced back at Huang Yu, who was sitting nervously behind, and turned around and walked out of the antique trading market.

"Friend 231, I've been waiting for a long time." The trader sat back in his place, and with its opening, Huang Yu, who was originally waiting at the back seat, automatically changed in front of it.

"Don't know what you want to trade with me? I have a jade board for immortality, a jade pendant that increases charm when worn on, and a mahogany comb that increases wisdom. As the trader spoke, something kept appearing on the table in front of them, and each item looked exquisite.

"You can also exchange it for your own safety, such as this bracelet, as long as you take it, your old friends outside will not hurt you again." The trader still had that weird smile on his face.

It didn't force Huang Yu. All transactions in the antique trading market are voluntary, which is the core rule of the market, and no one can violate it.

Huang Yu looked at these 'antiques' in front of him, he didn't want any of them. He had already learned that everything sold in the antique market was made through antiques.

There might be some kind of strange rule in it, but he didn't figure it out and didn't dare try it casually. Because he can't afford to pay the price.

"I want another day of security." Huang Yu hesitated for a while, and when the hourglass in front of the trader was about to run out, he said what he wanted.

"Just one day?" The trader glanced Huang Yu up and down, then shook his head and said.

"The transaction volume is too small, and the market has already protected you for a time, and these purchases have to be made up." This sentence made Huang Yu's face turn white all of a sudden.

If he only traded for one day, he felt that he should still be able to afford the price, and it was a big deal to lack arms and legs.

But if the content of the transaction rises, the cost will be difficult to control. If you are not careful, you may sell yourself like the old man before.

"I have a temporary contract here, and I think it's a good fit for you." As he spoke, the trader took out a piece of parchment from his mouth.

As soon as the paper appeared, a dark red flame burned from the surface, and then turned into a contract and landed on the table in front of Huang Yu.

"Soul Rental?" After seeing the content of the contract, Huang Yu subconsciously wanted to refuse. But before he could speak, the trader on the other side continued.

"If you refuse to trade, you will be taken out of the market." He seemed to be a kind reminder, but in fact he was telling Huang Yu that there was no way back.

Thinking of the dream demon outside, Huang Yu picked up the contract again.

"Lease Contract: I, Huang Yu, voluntarily trade my soul...... The time limit is 20 years. Looking at the overlord clause on the contract, Huang Yu took a deep breath and pointed to the last time limit and said.

"Can you delay it a bit? I'm out there with some things I haven't taken care of. ”

"No, no, no, the rules of the market are bigger than the sky, and no one can violate them." As the trader spoke, he lifted the oil lamp again.

The parchment contract on the table was incinerated to ashes at once, and the flame-like words inside turned into a ray of light and burrowed into Huang Yu's body.

Suddenly, a six-star mark appeared on his eyebrows. It's a demon marker! It means that he was marked by the antique trading market, and it is also the talisman given to him by the antique trading market.

"Our market has a batch of goods in the tomb of Duanwang in Qingjiang City, you go and transport the goods back." After the trader arranged a job for Huang Yu, he drove him away from the customer table.

"It's ...... outside" Huang Yu exclaimed, what kind of deal is this! He sold himself without taking any benefits, and the dream demon outside was still waiting for him in the sewers!

"There are many exits to the market, and you are now your own person, and you can take the safe passage." The trader smiled and threw Huang Yu out.