"Hey, scoundrel, tell me about your heroic deeds. ”

"Hehe, too good, I'm afraid to scare you. Allegri leaned against the railing and looked out at the deep night sky.

The positions of the stars were slightly different from what he had seen before, and he squinted to tell them one by one.

"By the way, Cyreil," Allegri asked suddenly, "if I want to get some men, where do I go?"

"Manpower?" Cyril wondered, "the warriors go to the mercenary union, the laborers go to the city gate market, and the cannon fodder goes to the slave market." ”

"Cannon fodder is fine, shouldn't it be hard to find?" Allegri mused.

"It's not hard," Cyrell laughed, adding, "as long as you have the money." ”

"Rub," Allegri touched his purse and smiled wryly, "Can you get a discount if you look handsome?"

"You?" Cyrell's seductive eyes squinted at him, looking up and down, and shaking her head firmly, "You can't. ”

Allegri sighed, and really began to consider the possibility of "robbing the rich and helping the poor".

What he didn't expect was that before the trip of "robbing the rich and helping the poor" took place, Allegri had already carried out a "heroic rescue of beauty".

Despite his shyness, Allegri dragged Syyl to the slave bazaar to open her eyes.

Truth be told, although there is some imagination, this is the first time Allegri has seen the face of a slave bazaar.

The wide field at the junction of the urban areas is a patch of low wooden sheds and open-air fences, which exude a filthy and vicious smell.

In the deepest part of the world, you can faintly see the high walls and stone houses, which are illegal underground slave black markets, secretly controlled by local large families, and look more orderly than legal slave markets.

"Where are all the goods?" Allegri asked softly, staring at the ragged slaves in the cage.

"A lot of sources," Cyril detailed, pointing casually, "see the stronger ones over there, the captives of the war with the Snowton Empire." ”

"Oh?" Allegri's eyes lit up, casually glancing at the group of guys who seemed to be more energetic, "Snowton's captives?"

"Well," Cyriel nodded, "but they're very difficult to manage, and only mines with private soldiers and the like dare to buy these remnants, so the price is not very high." ”

Allegri nodded in understanding.

Half of the slave bazaar's ordinary sources of goods, i.e., human slaves in general, came from criminals and wars and outcasts, but there were also slaves taken from tribes of a sparse race.

"If you have special needs," Cyril gave him a strange look, "the deepest slave black market will meet all your requirements. ”

"Special needs?" Allegri wondered.

"Don't talk about dwarven craftsmen or anything, including human and elven beauties, and even highland barbarians...... That kind of special need," Cyrell pointed suddenly, "Look. ”

You can see a middle-aged man in gorgeous clothes, leading the way, and a few guards behind him escorting two elf women. Moreover, looking at the characteristics of skin color and hair color, it turned out to be the lowland elves who were known as the orthodox elves, and they moved their feet numbly, and their hands and feet were heavily shackled.

"So that's what you're here for?" Celil snorted coldly, looking at Allegri staring blankly.

Before Allegri could reply, the man in the fancy dress turned his head and sighed in surprise,

"Cyrell?"

Cyryl stared at it, and blurted out a dirty word, "It's really unlucky, it's Karen." ”

"Your good look?" Allegri said with a smile as he came back to his senses.

"Hurry up, I'm annoyed when I see him. Cyrell snorted coldly, pulled Allegri up and was about to leave.

Unexpectedly, the tall and thin looking Cullen was actually a master, and he rushed to them in just a few shakes, stretching out his hand to block the way.

Cullen's face was pale, and although his facial features were still handsome, they were vicious and gloomy. On his chin was a short pointed beard, embedded in the long face, which ruined his image even more.

But he stroked the whisker with some smugness, looking very proud.

"Cyril, who is this?" his gaze swept over Allegri.

"A friend, is there anything wrong with you?" said Cyrell coldly.

"Friend, or boyfriend?" Cullen looked at them playfully.

"Boyfriend. Allegri was about to stand a little away, but Cyruel had already grabbed the crook of his arm, leaned forward, and smiled charmingly.

"Good!" Cullen pulled out the thin sword at his waist, picked a sword flower lightly, and sneered, "What is this brother's name?"

"Alibaba. Allegri secretly tried his best to break free, but he couldn't resist the strength of a high-ranking warrior, so he could only continue to pretend to be a master, and snorted slightly with disdain.

"Ali Baba, it seems that you are a warrior too, why don't we make a few fights?" Cullen snorted, stepping forward.

"I don't think there's—" Allegri snorted in secret, and Cyrel twisted him vigorously, and he hurriedly straightened his face and snorted haughtily, "Then point your hands." ”

"Fingers?" the grim look on Karen's face grew stronger. The thin sword in his hand moved lightly, and the ice-blue energy trembled endlessly.

A buzz suddenly sounded in the crowd of high-ranking warriors.

Allegri was undaunted.

He drew his long sword with a calm expression, and his movements were more dashing than ever.

"Mr. Karen, what do you think of this move?" Allegri, of course, would not give him a chance to strike, he held the sword in both hands, leaned towards it, and said a few words silently, and the flames surged up the long sword in his hand like a tidal wave.

The surging heat was emitted, and a meter-long fiery red "sword qi" erupted out, and the hunt burned.

"It's ......" Cullen stepped back slightly, looking at Allegri warily.

With a slight snort, Allegri shouted,

"Take my trick, I am the only one in the Eight Desolations and Liuhe...... That Invincible Flame Slash!"

The long sword in his hand slashed down, the dust trembled, the flames stirred, and a huge crack burst into the ground.

"What a violent blow!" the crowd amazed, and Cullen took a step back again.

"Karen, do you have the consciousness to take this blow head-on?"

Allegri asked majestically, feeling that he was so handsome.

"Okay, you're amazing, let's go. Karen, who wanted to make trouble, glanced at his frightened men, greeted him, and walked away.

"Let's go too!" Seeing him walk away, Cyrell pulled Allegri, squeezed through the crowd, and ran in the other direction, "This guy will take revenge, just now I thought I couldn't beat it, so I avoided it, and I will definitely find someone to find the field immediately." ”

"Didn't he just be scared away by me?"

"When there are many of them, they are not afraid. ”

"But wasn't I very imposing just now?"

"Yes. Cyruel nodded helplessly,

"And handsome, too, right?"

"Handsome. ”

"How handsome?" Allegri asked, tirelessly.

"Handsome...... The extent to which you can get a discount on your purchases. ”

(Double watch, I'm a little tired, I have to cheer up)

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