Mo Qing walked through the entire slave market, for fear that he would miss something.

The mixed emotions of anticipation and disappointment made Mo Qing's smile more and more unnatural...

Until Mo Qing saw a little girl, this little girl was the same as the slaves in the slave market, dressed in tatters, and there were many traces of being whipped by leather whips.

But her eyes are indeed full of feelings, grievances, innocence, expectations, and longing for the future...

When Mo Qing's eyes met her, she trembled violently, and she felt the coldness in her gaze...

Mo Qing stepped forward with interest and squatted in front of her. The little girl cowardly leaned back, wanting to stay away from Mo Qing...

"Boss, how can this little girl sell?" Mo Qing made a thin face, and while wantonly invading the little girl with her eyes, she called her slave owner over.

"Guest officer, you see, this little guy has a good cultivation talent, he can cultivate a furnace ding, and his appearance is also a high-class existence among slaves, and she is still a chick~"

As he introduced, the slave owner grabbed the little girl by the hair and lifted her up.

"Let's talk straight, how much?" Mo Qing's eyes never left the little girl.

"It seems that the guest officer likes this little girl very much, then I won't charge more, a fixed price, 150,000 gold coins!" The slave owner opened his mouth directly.

"Wow! it's really not cheap~"

"Objectively laughing~ This is a fair price!"

"The master really likes this little girl, and wants to take it back to play, and the boss will give a sincere price!"

"It's cheap enough..."

"5000, that's the price!" Mo Qing's eyes still scanned back and forth on the little girl, like a color batch.

"This little girl is a first-class product... You..."

"Don't fool me, although the master is not bad for money, the master is not a fool!" Mo Qing interrupted the slave owner's words.

"It seems that Childe is also an expert, ten thousand! You have to let us have a profit, don't you?"

"Okay! 10,000 is 10,000!" Mo Qing threw the slave owner a pile of gold coins, then took the chain that bound the little girl, and turned to leave.

"The guest officer walks slowly~ I will come often in the future~"

......

After leaving the slave market, Mo Qing returned to his gloomy face.

Mo Qing silently walked in front with the chain, and the little girl lowered her head and silently followed...

As if he had suddenly thought of something, Mo Qing took out a string of sugar gourds from the space ring, said nothing, and handed it directly to the little girl.

The little girl took the sugar gourd with a trembling hand, but she didn't dare to eat it...

Mo Qing still walked in front with the chains, and the little girl followed behind.

She didn't know how long she had been with the new master, but the string of sugar gourds in her hand was so tempting, but the owner didn't dare to eat it without an order...

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She was a child born between slaves and slaves, and there was only one reason left for her, and that was to sell it for money...

Because her mother used to be a beautiful girl, she was ruined by wicked people and became a slave.

The slave owner wanted to save trouble, so she grew up next to her mother at a young age.

Since she was a child, she has listened to her mother tell about the lives of those normal people, getting married, having children, and loving life, hoping that she will not become a rigid slave.

So although her life is hard, she is always full of hope for the future, hoping that there will be a good-looking owner in the future to buy her, spoil her, and give her a normal life...

But the other day, her mother was sold... Because she's grown up and can sell for money...

She was confused, helpless, and she didn't know what was going to happen to her in the future...

But her mother's words kept reminding her, "As long as you have hope for the future, you will definitely see the dawn!"

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This new owner must not be a good person! He must be a big bad guy! His eyes are terrifying, and he keeps staring at people!

Will I be sold back again like 1076, who was tortured and unadult?

The little girl looked at the sugar gourd in her hand, and her saliva flowed out unconsciously... She's only seen others eat it, but she's never eaten it...

The new owner didn't say if he could eat it... If I did, would I be tortured like 1076...

This is the first time I've gotten a sugar gourd, and maybe the last...

No matter! Eat the sugar gourd, it's worth dying!

Then the little girl cried while eating the sugar gourd, and the sweet and sour taste swept over her taste buds...

That's what sugar gourd tastes like... It's delicious... What a taste of happiness... It's worth it to die...

Mo Qing never thought that she just gave her a string of sugar gourds, which actually led to her such intense mental activity...

Mo Qing looked back at the little girl, her face was full of tears and snot, and she was still chewing sugar gourds in her mouth, which was really distressing...

Mo Qing handed her more sugar gourds, and then continued to lead her forward...

There is a strange scene on the street, a young man leads a small slave with a chain, and the little slave is holding a pile of sugar gourds, crying and eating...

Along the way, I thought a lot, made a lot of assumptions about the future, thought of many possibilities, no matter how I assumed, the answer to the question was only two words: become stronger!

......

Mo Qing took the little girl to an inn and opened a large room.

Mo Qing asked the shopkeeper to prepare hot water, and then drew the Wind Sword and cut the chains that bound the little girl.

Mo Qing asked the little girl to take a bath in the house by herself, and went outside to buy clothes for her.

A young man, buying little Lori's clothes, it really makes people feel weird, spending a few hundred gold coins to buy several very good new clothes for the little girl.

When Mo Qing returned, the little girl had already dressed up and was waiting for him in the house.

"Put on new clothes, Nuo~ These clothes are yours, and your current clothes can be thrown away. Mo Qing threw all the clothes he bought to her, and then waited for her outside the door.

The little girl was in the house for a long time, but she didn't come out.

"Ahh

"Why are you crying?"

"I... Whining... I... Won't wear... Ahh

Mo Qing thought about it, such a young child, it should be fine... Just go inside and help her get dressed.

I have to say that this Hanfu-style dress is really complicated, and Mo Qing also took a long time to take the little girl like a doll downstairs to order.

Mo Qing asked her to order, but she didn't know what dish the name corresponded to... I had to order a large table of dishes by myself.

......

Mo Qing and the little girl sat in the room, with a table full of dishes in front of them, mostly meat, mostly sweet and sour...

"Eat~ You're welcome! This is for you. Mo Qing said softly.

The little girl nodded, picked up the chopsticks, and... Won't use... I cried again...

"It's okay~ Let's eat pilaf today~" Mo Qing put down his chopsticks and grabbed the food with his hands.

The little girl saw Mo Qing grabbing vegetables with her hands to eat, so she also put down her chopsticks and grabbed them with her hands... And then from twisting and pinching to gobbling up meat in his mouth... It didn't take long for him to lie on the table and not move.

"What's your name?"

"I'm a slave 1096..."

"Don't you have a name?"

"It's 1096... Hiccup~"

"Hmm... Well... You'll be called Fluttershy in the future~Free little butterfly~" Mo Qing held back for a long time and finally came up with a nice name.

"Thank you, master," Fluttershy says happily.

"You are not allowed to call me master! My name is Mo Qing, call me Brother Mo, Brother Mo, or call me Big Brother! You will not be a slave in the future!" Mo Qing said solemnly.

"It's the Lord... Big brother..."The little girl looked at Mo Qing with tears in her eyes, and cried again...

"How old are you?"

"I'm eight years old"

"Wash and sleep, look at your little face, it's all oil. After Mo Qing finished speaking, he sat by the window, looking at the dark night outside the window, not knowing what he was thinking.