Heiling City.

A city under the control of the high-ranking crow tribe in the Tuze Wasteland, in the southwest of the wasteland, there is also a slave market in the city.

"Fat brother, there is Heiling City in front. ”

On this day, a snow-white ape with a height of three meters, with a few pinches of red hair on his hands, feet and chest, stepped forward on the wasteland, and Qiao'er sat on the shoulders of the big ape, shaking two little white legs vividly.

The fat brother rode a half-pure-blooded Qingfeng horse and fell far behind.

Qiao'er turned her head to look at the fat man behind her, and couldn't help shouting: "Fat brother, hurry up, you have been left so far by my big ape." ”

The fat brother riding on the tall horse couldn't help but pout when he saw Qiao'er waving his hand.

If he wasn't stupid, he would have recognized the white-haired ape in front of him.

In the wild land, he is called Zhu Yan, a very fierce and fierce guy.

However, the fierce Zhu Yan is now docile like a monkey, running in front with Qiao'er on his back, Qiao'er's luck is about to catch up with his fat brother, and when she goes out to pick up a wild monkey in the mountains, she can also turn into Zhu Yan.

The group of Qingfeng horses he sat on were also two meters tall, which was very tall, but compared with Zhu Yan, the horses were a little cowardly, and they didn't dare to approach from afar.

Heiling City does not rely on water, so the big ships in the tribe are docked in the big river hundreds of miles away, and the two of them rushed towards Heiling City, and the ghost deacon received Xia Tuo's edict in advance, and has rushed to Heiling City to wait for them.

Qiao'er was very happy to be able to go out to the tribe this time, but unfortunately Uncle went to another place.

In the evening, in the city of Heiling.

The ghost deacon sat in the stone building, his breath was silent, and after about half a pillar of incense, a figure pushed open the stone door and walked in.

The man was dressed in a black robe, with a beast-faced mask on his face, and his body was surrounded by a dark, clammy and cold aura, which was exactly the same as that of the ghost deacon.

"Old ghost, what are you calling me to do, don't you know that there is an order from the lord that we, as deacons in the slave bazaar, cannot be easily contacted in private?"

"Moth, I came to you today because someone wanted to see you. ”

Like the ghost deacon, the moth is added as the deacon of the slave bazaar, controls the slave trade, and is also the executor of the slave trade in the slave hall.

"Who is looking for me? ”

The moth was stunned for a moment, and then became alert.

"I'm looking for you. ”

A smart voice sounded in the stone building, and the crescent moon witch seal at the center of Qiao'er's eyebrows bloomed with a brilliant blue light, intertwining and evolving into runes.

"Wu Zun!"

The ghost was startled and was about to run, but the magic talisman that Qiao'er played out with both hands was faster, and it was directly imprinted on his body, and he immediately froze in place, as if he had been convulsed by thunder.

After dozens of breaths, a faint blue light appeared on the ghost's body, and a witch talisman was derived from the center of his eyebrows, even the beast face mask could not hide the flash of blue light.

"Old ghost, you~~~"

In a short period of time, the moth's eyes flickered, but they couldn't change the fact that they had been planted with slave marks, of course, they were also slaves, slaves of the slave hall.

Slave owners control so many subordinates, not by any charisma, the battle in the slave hall is more intense, and they believe more in the means of using slave marks.

"Don't worry, the slave owner can't detect it, not even with a witchcraft. ”

The ghost deacon spoke, and the ghosts secretly breathed a sigh of relief, they have slave marks on their bodies, as long as they enter the slave hall, they will never be able to leave the slave hall unless they die.

The deacon of the Heiling City Slave Market was returned to the slaves, and the next thing was simple, under the leadership of the ghost, Qiao'er and Fat Brother quietly entered the death row in the Heiling Slave Market.

"There are still five slaves from Zhurong Domain who are imprisoned on death row, originally a total of thirty-three, but they have not survived one after another in the past few years and died inside. ”

The death row in the slave bazaar in Heiling City, like Zejin City, is a water prison, which is full of dense black leeches, which makes Qiao'er very unaccustomed.

Fortunately, the moth drove the black leech away in time, and among the remaining five people, two middle-aged men and one middle-aged woman were all cultivators at the peak of the Heavenly Vein Realm.

There is only one child and one wizard left, and the faint witch pattern on the center of the eyebrows is a sign that the wizard is at its peak and is about to conclude a witch honor.

Obviously, the child who can survive also has the power of blood in his body.

This time, Qiao'er didn't choose to take these people away, these people were brought back to the tribe with too big a goal.

Heiling City is just the beginning, there are four slave bazaars owned by Tu Ze Wasteland alone, and I don't know how many there are to the south and east of Tu Ze, so this project is very large, and there is no room for carelessness.

"Go and keep watch, and don't let people in here. ”

Soon everyone left, leaving Qiao'er alone in the underground underground prison, as for the fat brother, he needed to answer outside the slave bazaar, lest the slave owner happen to send someone to the slave bazaar in Heiling City, and the ghost deacon rushed back to Zejin City overnight.

Qiao'er covered her nose and fanned the air in front of her with her other hand, the smell here was too pungent, fishy and cold.

She woke the woman up first.

"Hmm~~~?"

Lin Rongsheng's eyes opened and closed, and he saw a young girl looking at her with wide eyes, and the crescent moon witch mark on the girl's forehead shone brightly.

Wu Zun!

is still so young, the bone age is only about twenty-three or four, even the upper Huolin has not been born such a young Wuzun.

"Who are you?"

However, Qiao'er ignored her, and then woke up the other people, but the child did not wake up.

"Ah~~"

"Hiss~~"

Each of the four people was extremely weak, most of their bodies were soaked in water, and their bodies were still locked by chains the thickness of their arms, which had long since eroded their bodies after years of soaking.

Then the four of them looked around, they remembered that there were more than thirty people locked up here, but all they saw were the beast robes hanging from the chains, and the scattered bones.

"Who are you!"

Qiao'er exudes an aura and attracts everyone's eyes, and the highest status here is the wizard who is about to break through the Wu Zun, but unfortunately there seems to be no hope in this life.

Qiao'er looked at them, put her hands behind her back, and said, "Let's make a deal, I will rescue this young man, and I will find him a place to recuperate." ”

"How can we trust you. ”

Que He stared at Qiao'er.

"You're from the Huolin Marquis. ”

"Jing Kang is recuperating from his injuries in the secret spiritual spring of my clan. ”

Qiao'er's words suddenly made the eyes of the four of them show horror, but Que He's expression was still full of ups and downs, and their origin slave forces had long known.

"I advise you to die of your heart, the bloodline of the Huolin Marquis will not give in. ”

Compared with Que He's firm expression, Qiao'er saw that there was a desire to survive in the woman's eyes, but it was a pity that a martial artist in the Heavenly Vein Realm would be difficult to recover even if he was rescued.

The woman was not a member of the Huolin tribe, but from a clan under the rule of the Huolin Marquis.

"Alas. ”

Sighing softly, Qiao'er's face showed a look of frustration, or the patriarch Uncle was right, some people can't make a deal with them.

Airplanes!

Then she played the spell, and a slave sigil manifested and headed towards the Heavenly Vein Realm martial artist.

As the high priest personally selected by the eighth generation of Jumang, the means of portraying the mark of the tribe's slaves can be easily used with her current strength of Wuzun.

Looking at Qiao'er and casting the slave sigil towards the three Heavenly Vein Realm martial artists, Que He was shocked, but he couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief when he saw that the slave witch seal did not fall on the child next to him.

When he saw the witch talisman in Qiao'er's hand falling towards him, Que He wanted to struggle, but gave up after a while, although he couldn't avoid the struggle, he could give the branded slave witch mark a little wave, after all, he was the peak of wizards.

But he was afraid that Qiao'er would also brand the boy as a slave.

"I said I would save him, but you don't believe it. ”

Then Qiao'er's witch seal bloomed with blue light, and a wooden box gradually enlarged and fell.

Her witch seal can barely fit something, this wooden box is the Mingling tribe box, and there is a small secret realm inlaid on it, which can put some things and let people stay in it for a short time.

Taking out the animal skin scroll from the secret realm of the wooden box, Qiao'er smiled and said to the few figures in front of her: "Let's talk about it, tell me about the martial arts classics you cultivate, the secret methods of witchcraft, and the anecdotes you know." ”

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The Kuilei Tribe.

When Qiao'er was busy in Heiling City, Xia Tuo had already entered the Kuilei tribe here, and he was still thinking about how to enter the Kuilei tribe, but he didn't expect the Kuilei tribe to directly recruit good players, and he even said that anyone who has meritorious service in guarding Kuilei can join the Kuilei Bobu in the future and become the people of the Bobu.

The Heavenly Vein Realm can be a deacon, and the Shenzang Realm can be an elder.

As a result, the Xia patriarch became Xia Yu, a strong cultivator.

Not to mention, not to mention how many Heavenly Vein Realm martial artists came, but there were three people from the Scattered Cultivation Divine Hidden Realm, and among them there was an acquaintance of him, the old man of the gourd.

Luoxia Peak of the Kuilei Mountains.

This is the place where the Kuilei tribe specially placed the strong people who came to scatter and cultivate the gods and Tibetan realms, and the whole mountain is thousands of feet high, and six stone temples have been erected around the mountain.

In each stone hall, there is a spirit gathering array of the lower grade of the ground level, which can allow the powerhouses of the Divine Hidden Realm to cultivate in it.

The aura contained in it is almost catching up with the aura of the upper and lower grade spiritual veins, and the amount of spiritual crystals consumed by running the large array every day is estimated to be not a small amount.

It can be seen from this that the Kuilei tribe who dare to lift the table and smash their boss's job is by no means casual, but really powerful.

As a casual cultivator, Xia Tuo naturally also got a stone hall as a place to live, I have to say that the treatment of the Kuilei tribe is really good, just joined in, someone sent a thousand spirit crystals.

At this moment, he was sitting cross-legged in the stone hall, preparing to borrow the Spirit Gathering Array to cultivate, recover from his injuries, and his own family affairs, he wanted to recuperate for a long time.

For this reason, when he joined the Kui Lei tribe, he also told the three elders of Kui Lei that he had been hit hard, but the people were arrogant, and the direct sentence was that Elder Xia was recuperating from his injuries with peace of mind, and he needed Kui Lei to do his best to provide for him.

This is not with a thousand spirit crystals, there is also a hundred-year-old elixir blood ginseng, if it weren't for the fact that he was a fake casual cultivator, he would have an urge to join Kui Lei.