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Monk Hua put on his robe and looked at Qin Feng unkindly. A group of warblers and warblers were even more frightened and shrunk in a corner, and the timid ones covered their mouths in horror, and they didn't dare to cry out with tears in their eyes.

Not long after the two confronted each other like this, a gust of yin wind suddenly blew open the window: "What's wrong!" More than ten yin spirits came from the window in an instant, this is the law enforcement team of the Dark City, and they must have sensed the fluctuation of Fang Cai's spiritual power.

The Yin Soul who took the lead glanced at it, and the three of them were all masters of the foundation building period, and they couldn't help frowning. Finally, it was frozen on the crown of the dead above the nightmare's head, and it vaguely felt as if he had seen it somewhere.

The nightmare also sensed that something was wrong, so he pretended to be inadvertent, turned into a crow and stopped on Qin Feng's shoulder again.

Qin Feng smiled and said, "I misunderstood, I was experimenting with a Daoist technique with this fellow Daoist, but I didn't expect it to be wrong." I'm sorry for disturbing the law enforcement envoys. ”

Monk Hua also waved his hand again and again: "Yes, yes." "If this matter is big and you are driven out of this realm, it will be really troublesome, you must know that the Buddha Gate is wanted by itself.

This lie is so clumsy and flawed. However, law enforcement has not broken the point, and more is better than less. He is just a little ghost on patrol, and none of these foundation building monks can afford to provoke him. The ban in the dark city is only fought for by those low-level minions. How can the prohibition of the world not be like this? as long as it is not too excessive, sweeping away the majesty of the emperor. For the strong dragon under their feet, they generally just turn a blind eye.

The ghost snorted coldly: "If you do this kind of thing in the future, remember to open the enchantment first, so as not to regenerate such misunderstandings." With that, he left through the window with his men alone, as if he had never appeared.

The atmosphere in the stadium was a little awkward.

After a long silence, Qin Feng spoke again: "Monk Hua, can't the corpse control technique really give me a certain view of Qin, even if Qin pays the corresponding price?"

Monk Hua snorted coldly: "Don't even think about it!"

At this point, it is useless to say more. Qin Feng stopped talking nonsense, and he didn't say a word more politely, turned around and left.

On the way, the nightmare sounded: "Master, should we ......?"

Qin Feng knew what the Nightmare was thinking, this guy had a grudge against the flower monk: "No need. "This guy is cowering in the city, and no one can do anything about him. Qin Feng didn't have time to wait for him to come out here.

It's been a while since I've been on this island of the dead, but I've never seen what the Well of the Soul looks like. Qin Feng decided to take a look, because he didn't have many spirit stones, so he didn't plan to buy some holy water, but it was also good to have a long experience.

The well of the soul looked no different from the well of the world, but from the outside, it was more than a hundred times larger. Qin Feng wanted to take a closer look, but there were high-ranking monks guarding him, and no one was allowed to approach, which was really a bit disappointing.

However, today, on the side of the Well of Souls, dozens of young men and women with chains were pressed on the high platform by a group of undead in costumes, and most of them looked numb, and they didn't even know what they might be facing them. There is also a dead spirit reciting a prayer at the front. It was the language of the undead, and Qin Feng couldn't understand a word.

It seems that this festival is held from time to time and is not observed by many people, and most of the people who stop are monks who have just arrived here. Qin Feng's spiritual sense swept by, and it was unexpectedly obvious that all of them had comprehended the "Qi Sense", and they were already half a foot into cultivation.

Qin Feng subconsciously said, "What is this?

A talkative monk on the side said enthusiastically: "No, but it's about the same." The spirits of the dead on the stage are called "shepherds," and the men and women are "two-legged sheep." They are used as a tribute to the Well of Souls, which is said to increase the production of holy water from the Well of Souls. However, these undead are quite business-minded, and in the name of sacrifice, they also sell these "two-legged sheep". The "two-legged sheep" on the stage have been cultivated by some special means, and they have practiced alternative exercises, which are very suitable for sacrificial vessels or furnaces. The "two-legged sheep" that are not sold will be pushed into the well of the soul as a sacrifice, and even the soul will not be left. It is said that in the city of Dark City, such "two-legged sheep" domesticated tens of thousands of people, and they were domesticated like cattle. ”

The corners of Qin Feng's mouth twitched, the methods of these undead were really ruthless, and the human race had already fallen into the situation of cattle in the hands of these ghost clans. I had heard that there were such things among the demon clan, but I didn't expect that there were also among the ghost clan. Looking at the human beings standing like commodities on the stage again, I felt a little sad.

At this time, someone had already stepped forward and chose one of the most beautiful women among them. didn't care about the price, took out the spirit stone from the Qiankun bag and walked off the stage with his arms in his arms.

Qin Feng glanced at it, and at least there were more than three hundred spirit stones......

It's been more than an hour, and the sun is about to set. Not many people came to buy it, after all, the price is not cheap. The "shepherd" opened his mouth as if to curse something, maybe business was not very good for him today. Ordering the guards to push the "two-legged sheep" to the well of the soul, Qin Feng finally walked towards the undead.

Before Qin Feng could speak, the shepherd spoke: "Living man, I see that you have been standing below for a long time. ”

Qin Feng replied calmly: "Yes." ”

Shepherd: "Are you here to buy the two-legged sheep?"

Qin Feng was silent.

The shepherd scoffed: "You professed righteous people are hypocritical. After that, he urged: "Hurry up, according to the ban of the Dark City, you can't trade with the living after the sun goes down." ”

Qin Feng raised his head, glanced at the group of "two-legged sheep", and said, "How many spirit stones?"

In the end, the most greedy businessman, the shepherd lion opened his mouth: "Today's goods are all of the highest quality, and the price starts at two hundred spirit stones." How many spirit stones do you have? If you buy more, I can give you some discounts. There was a faint smile on the shepherd's face, and he liked to make a lot of money by making deals with such righteous monks who pretended to be above board.

Two hundred spirit stones, not too much, not too little.

Nightmare spoke, "Master, let's go." There is no need to deal with these things, it is futile, and we cannot do it. It is also true that this kind of dispute cannot be resolved by the power of one individual.

Qin Feng said: "I only have three hundred spirit stones. ”

The shepherd frowned: "Three hundred?" Thinking that he had met a big buyer, he glanced at the two-legged sheep behind him, and didn't want to delay any longer, so he simply said: "That's it, three hundred spirit stones." Pick one yourself, or I'll pick one for you. ”

Qin Feng didn't have any other purpose, he felt that it would be better to save one more, and no matter what he did in Qingxiao Gate, it would be better than being regarded as the best sacrifice.

Just as he was about to speak, a woman suddenly walked out of the crowd. looks ordinary, but the appearance is delicate but different from others, with a temperament. That's what those numb "two-legged sheep" don't have.

The woman made a salute to Qin Feng to show the respect of the subordinate to the superior, but Qin Feng's behavior was not standardized, this woman should have only seen this etiquette in books and used it and no one taught it.

Before the woman could speak, the whip in the shepherd's hand would be struck, and the "two-legged sheep" would kick their noses and face if they were not domesticated at any time.

Qin Feng held the shepherd's arm with one hand: "Stop." ”

Ignoring the shepherd, Qin Feng looked at the woman: "What's your name?"

The woman didn't avoid Qin Feng's gaze: "Luo Qi." ”

As if he was about to say something, Qin Feng spoke first: "Do you want me to take you away?"

Luo Qi nodded: "Yes." It seems that I have been preparing for this day for a long time: "I can take care of the cave for you, and I can also cultivate the coarse psychic grass, formations, pills and other miscellaneous studies, I can help you do a lot, even if I can't, I can also learn ......" After speaking, he looked at Qin Feng with a smile.

With Luo Qi taking the lead, and the shepherds failed to discipline her. Some of the bold two-legged sheep in the back also began to follow suit, noisily shouting. But it annoyed the shepherd, and the whip in his hand was hit in an instant, Qin Feng ignored it, and the field was quiet again in an instant.

Qin Feng looked at Luo Qi and saw that she was wearing clothes covered with patches, but she was in a hurry. Straighten your waist, usually look at Qin Feng, trying her best to be yourself. In an instant, Qin Feng felt a little moved.

Qin Feng originally took the school exam, but he felt that it was no longer necessary. Pulled Luo Qi and said, "It's her." He handed almost all the spirit stones on his body to the shepherd.

Nightmare spoke: "Does it make sense?" I can't understand why the master is so emotional this time, and has wasted so many spirit stones. There is no point in doing this, and as long as the trade exists, the killing will always exist.

Qin Feng pointed at Luo Qi: "It makes sense to her!"

This simple sentence made the nightmare speechless. In the simple thinking of the nightmare, when a cultivator treats the mundane, he should treat all things with the idea that the saint is not benevolent and the people are the dogs, and he should not be biased or show favoritism over the other, which is the great benevolence and righteousness. Disputes between monks were resolved with fists. Now it's shaken the nightmare.

Even the shepherd wondered, "Wouldn't it make more sense for you not to choose another option?" ”

Qin Feng: "Because she is alive ......"

The shepherds were thoughtful, the sun was about to set, and the guards carried the "two-legged sheep" to the well of the soul. When death was near, the "two-legged sheep" began to wail. The guards did not hesitate to raise their swords and finish off the priesthood. The shepherd said coldly: "It's really a beast." With peace of mind, he put the spirit stone given by Qin Feng back into the Qiankun bag.

Luo Qi glanced back, and the soul was torn down from the well of the soul in wailing, and the headless corpse was lying on the edge of the well, becoming a feast for vultures and crows that had been waiting for a long time. There was no one to collect their bodies, let alone a tombstone, because these vulture crows would eat cleanly......