The slaver, who raised his arm to whip a few more lashes, stopped his movements.

A pair of greasy yellow eyes stared fiercely at the moon white.

Yuebai walked over: "I'll buy him." ”

Hearing this, the slave trader changed his face faster than the sky, and immediately smiled.

He thought he was here to smash the field.

"Do you want to buy this slave? He was young and very good at working, and although he was thin and thin, he was very powerful. ”

He was trying to sell it.

The boy who was treated as a commodity dragged his scarred body to his feet, shaky but stubborn.

The dragon cub in Yuebai's arms looked at him with a new expression, and after meeting the penetrating eyes, the young man looked away expressionlessly, and lowered his eyes to look at his bruised, swollen and scratched instep.

"Is this enough?"

Yuebai took out a stone from his bosom, the shape was not beautiful but it exuded a mellow light.

There is no currency in this world, and the only way to buy things is to barter.

The slave trader took it, and after looking at it carefully in his hand for a while, his face was a little embarrassed: "It's not enough, my slave is in the prime of life, and the value must be more than this." ”

His eyes swept over the dark scales of the whole body that Yue Bai was holding in his arms without a trace, and the cold light was shining, but he had a pair of ignorant green eyes, and his face was undisguised greed.

Yuebai seemed to know that he would say this, and without the slightest hint of panic, she spoke softly.

"You know what, I dug this stone out of the body of a monster with sharp teeth that lives in the sand."

As he spoke, he put down the package behind him, revealing a bloody piece of flesh in a coarse and scattered manner.

The slave trader's face immediately changed.

He could smell it, it was indeed the smell of the monster that had taken over the area in the neighborhood.

"Enough is enough." He immediately changed his attitude.

As he spoke, he pushed the boy and took the initiative to give him to Yuebai.

"This kid will be your slave from now on."

The young man who was suddenly pushed staggered to Yuebai, and the slave trader pushed him and pulled the whip wound on his back, and he bit his lip in pain.

Yuebai glanced at him.

[Miserable Child of Destiny]

He was about the same height as Yuebai, wearing something like a sack, revealing his bare arms and legs, all traces of whipping on the basis of frostbite, no good meat, his hair was half long and not long, and it was mixed with loess, and his cheeks were emaciated and sunken in, and his small face was sallow, and he could not see the beauty or ugliness, but a pair of eyes were very good-looking, like stars in the desert.

The system explained: [How can they become kings in this world without experiencing wind and rain, this is their fate]

Yuebai disdainful.

Bullshit fate.

What was originally just a flash of emotion in his eyes was captured by a sensitive teenager.

Immediately, his eyes darkened.

"Let's go."

Ignoring the young man, Yuebai turned around and left this sentence, holding the dragon cub and continuing to move forward, seemingly not caring about the young man behind him and not afraid that he would run away.

The dragon cub turned around, two front paws on Yuebai's shoulders, and looked curiously at the young man who was following them.

Yuebai touched his head: "Do you like him?" ”

The dragon cub nodded and shook his head.

"Eyes, pretty, long are mine."

He likes the pretty eyes of the young man, but he is afraid that he will rob him of his man.

Yuebai thought it was a little funny.

I have a desire for exclusivity at such a young age, and I will have it when I grow up.

Looking at the emaciated but steady figure in front of him, the boy became more and more struggling to follow, the wound on his back was scorching and painful from the scorching sun, and his mind was not clear, he only felt as if he had been put into the fire, baking wantonly.

Until the slave trader's stall was no longer visible, Yuebai quietly looked behind him, and after finding that no one would follow, he walked over, and he didn't look dirty, and grabbed the faint boy.

The slightly cool temperature suddenly pulled the boy out of the fire and returned to the world.

He looked at the girl's white and delicate hand holding his bruised, swollen and muddy hand, as if he had been slapped by someone, he withdrew his hand, biting his lip tightly, and his cheeks were inexplicably hot.

Yuebai sensed his thoughts, didn't say anything, and led the people to the shadow of a large rock with a rugged shape that looked like a mussel.

"Come here."

She waved at the boy.

The boy hesitated for a moment before he walked over, not too close to her, but a distance that was not too far away.

"You sit."

He did it honestly.

It stands to reason that the numb slave has no shame and is used to being controlled and will not want to escape.

The child of destiny in front of him was obviously not born a slave.

"Is there a name? What's your name? ”

The boy looked at her calm eyes and did not speak.

Yuebai was not in a hurry, put the dragon cub down, patted his head and asked him to play by himself.

He took out the bloody leg from the large package behind him.

As if juggling, he pulled out a cauldron, as well as bone spurs and some bottles and cans.

The dragon cub cheered quietly, "Eat." ”

The boy's eyes moved slightly.

She's going to eat the Desert Lord.

The terror of the lord who has dominated here for many years has been deeply rooted in the hearts of the people, its claws can easily penetrate the scale armor that dragonmen are most proud of, and the dragonmen's natural huge brute force is like a newborn child here, and can be pinched to death at will.

"Your injury is too serious to eat meat, I'll cook you Zhang Wild Grass Soup, I picked a lot of it before."

As she spoke, she pulled out a plant with yellowish leaves and thick rhizomes in front of the young man.

"I named it Zhang Yecao, which is edible."

Then the boy saw the most unbelievable scene of his life until now.

The girl took out a green frog from her bosom, put it in a large iron pot, and skillfully ordered: "Green basket, spit water." ”

The frog named Green Basket has a big mouth: "Vomit-"

And a stream of water came out of its mouth.

Boy: "............"

She seemed to be playing with something very new.

"Don't worry, this water is clean spring water, not the saliva of a green basket."

Yuebai explained, and the dragon cub on the side also nodded in response to her words.

The frog that spit out the water in the pot also made a 'croak'.

Such a magical scene, after Yuebai finally finished cooking the soup and handed it to the young man, he was allowed to digest the scene just now.

Water is a precious thing, and if it is known by people with bad intentions, she will be surrounded and suppressed.

"You drink, if you don't have the strength, you won't be able to keep up with us tomorrow, and if you fall behind, you will be eaten by wolves."

She intimidated him.

The young man lowered his eyes and looked at the hot soup in his hand, and his expression was a little dazed.

How long has it been, how long has it been since the tribe was destroyed and he was captured, and how long has it been since he had eaten normal food.

Lowering his head and pressing his lips to the edge of the wooden bowl, he took a sip, and the warm soup slid down his throat and into his intestines, and the warmth swept through his internal organs, making him sigh comfortably.

"Dragon cub, you can eat it yourself, I have enough."

Yuebai, who was roasting meat over there, stuffed the piece that the dragon cub had stolen for himself into his mouth.

In a bleak environment without warning, only the girl sitting in the firelight was so striking.

"Come here, it's cold over there."

Seeing him looking at himself, Yuebai turned his head and stretched out his hand towards the young man, not using a question but choosing to directly let him enter the warm circle.

The young man carefully held the soup that had not yet been drunk, and dragged his body whose body temperature had dropped into the firelight.

When Yuebai turned his head to continue the barbecue, a hoarse and clear voice suddenly came from his side-

"Siyan, my name."