Everyone was still leaning against the fence and huddled in the corner, but the victory in the battle for steamed buns just now made all the slaves on Cang Luochen's side have a trace of excitement on their faces, replacing the original malaise.

The other group of slaves on the other side gritted their teeth in hatred, but they were too afraid of the capabilities of this side to step forward.

After a short time, the nobles of northern Xinjiang and the men of the Qiang Kingdom came to the fence, and the northern Xinjiang man among them pointed to the albino: "You, come out." ”

A trace of panic flashed in Bai Hua's eyes, and he subconsciously looked at Cang Luochen.

Seeing Cang Luochen's incomprehensible shallow head, he took a deep breath and stood up and walked out of the group.

The people from the northern Xinjiang looked at the albinos up and down, but the Qiang man who glanced at Cang Luochen during the day looked at Cang Luochen behind the crowd.

Cang Luochen instantly noticed that gaze, but he could only pretend not to know, with a trace of stunned in his eyes, he followed everyone's gaze in the direction of albinism, but his heart was suspicious.

The people looked at each other for a while, and then the northern nobleman in the middle asked, "You taught them to do this?" ”

Bai Hua understood that he was asking about the battle of the team to grab steamed buns, and he was so nervous in his heart, but he still nodded vigorously, and tried to pretend to be calm and said, "It's me." ”

Another northerner smiled and said, "I didn't expect there to be such an interesting one in this group of slaves." What is your name? ”

Albino took a breath: "Albino." ”

"Albino? Where are the people and what are they doing? The man continued.

Bai Hua told the people of Northern Xinjiang what he had said to Cang Luochen that day.

"Reader? How did you come up with the idea? The man looked at Albino with interest and asked.

Albino's hand subconsciously clenched his fists, and then replied: "I like to read miscellaneous books since I was a child, and I am fortunate to have read a few military books. Insignificant. ”

The northerner smiled and said to the man in the middle, "Gore, do you remember agreeing to my request?" ”

When Cang Luochen heard the word Gore, his eyes immediately narrowed slightly, Gore was the son of the Ag tribe, that is, the eldest son of the current patriarch of the Ag tribe. But I didn't expect to be met by myself so soon.

Gore seemed to hesitate: "Gado, do you want this slave?" ”

Gado laughed: "Gore, who knows me, is also." Everyone on the prairie knows that Gore will do what he says and will definitely agree to this little request of mine, right? ”

Cang Luochen didn't know this Gado, but he must also be a noble child of a certain noble department.

The people of Northern Xinjiang are brave, but they lack strategy. Whitening is such that slaves naturally become sought-after goods.

Gore didn't seem to want to hand over the albino, but he couldn't save face, so he finally had to snort: "It's just a slave, can I still be reluctant to do it." ”

"Hahaha. That's great. Gado laughed again.

"Albino, come out and come with me." Gado looked at Albino Road.

But Albinism took two steps back with a fist: "I'm not leaving." ”

"Why?" Gado was puzzled. Does he want to stay here forever and fight for food like a livestock?

Bai Hua glanced at Cang Luochen's direction: "I have to be with my younger brother, and if he doesn't leave, I won't leave." Albino spoke firmly.

"Who's your brother?" Gado asked.

Bai Hua pointed at Cang Luochen and said, "That's my younger brother, Bai Qi." ”