"Hey" someone has already walked up to Mu Ziyun and the others, "Are these seniors from an organization called 'Xia'?"
Mu Ziyun and others didn't reply, and the man continued: "I didn't know the identities of the seniors just now, so I didn't entertain you in time. Please forgive me, seniors. I am the owner of this small building and I have raised many good slaves. As a token of appreciation." I apologize, but I am willing to dedicate all my slaves to the 'Xia' organization, and I hope that all the seniors will not dislike it."
The man hurriedly asked someone to bring a group of slaves from the back of the building. If he had not known the slave status of these guys in advance, whenever he saw these well-dressed people, he would definitely think that they were a group of dignified and elegant, or pure and pure ladies. , however these young girls are just slaves trained to serve others.
The owner of the attic pointed at these girls and said to Mu Ziyun: "These will only serve people and have no other function. Take a look at these two." He pulled out two more beautiful women, both about 20 years old. San Si, then said: "These two are my packaged goods. They are both Long people and have good strength. They have been captured for a while, but I have never 'used' them. I have only given them to serve them these days." Your skills and wildness have all been polished, senior, you can use them with confidence."
Everyone looked at the two women, their faces were rosy, and they looked a little shy, but this shyness obviously had a deliberate connotation, as if they were deliberately showing it, and the aura of these two people was a little wild. , but not very strong. It can be judged that they have a certain combat strength, and they should not even be much weaker than Huzi (although Huzi is the leader of the 'Xia' organization, his strength is currently the weakest), but because of their master's long-term brainwashing And completely collapsed, now I only know that I am a slave serving a man or a woman, and I only want to listen to the master's words.
But there is a woman who still vaguely retains a little bit of her own thoughts. Although her expression and eyes are perfect, the tear rolling in her eyes is still telling her grief. If she is wanted, she will never be killed. Now they are humans, they are beasts, they are slaves who can be traded at will.
As women, Kite and Lingdang were quite angry at the attic owner in front of them for treating women as goods. Kite shouted sternly: "You thousand-killer, what did you do to a woman?"
"Senior, don't worry, take a look." The owner of the loft actually pulled out a few men. Although these men were not extremely handsome, they had good faces and handsome figures. When they saw people, they kept their eyes at a certain angle and stared at the people in front of them. toes. "Senior, these are male slaves. If you dislike them, you can let them do the most painful work. I guarantee that they will not complain. If you have other uses, you can also give it a try. I have all kinds of things. After training, you are guaranteed to be satisfied.”
"You" Lingdang, although she likes her master's addiction, she is very dissatisfied with the attic master's attitude of treating people as nothing, "What about you, how are you able to serve others?"
"Well" the attic master smiled awkwardly and said faintly: "That's okay too. It's not impossible to be your seniors' servant, but hehehe, I still have too many trivial matters to solve. If I become your slave now, On the contrary, it will cause trouble for the seniors, so why don’t we talk about this matter after I have taken care of the trivial matters. When the time comes, I will never shirk it, and I will definitely become a servant willingly."
After all, this guy has a lot of money. From Lucky's attitude towards Mu Ziyun, he guessed that the 'Xia' organization might be a 'new star', so he immediately used his wealth and offered his 'sincerity', but this guy is actually very capable. Although he felt that the auras of Mu Ziyun and others were extraordinary, it didn't seem to shock him too much. Perhaps the 'Xia' organization was still in the growth stage, so it would not surrender completely immediately. The flowers and thoughts have arrived, and people will stay away for the time being. It's really insidious to wait and see.
Mu Ziyun pointed at these slaves and said: "We are not ignorant people. These slaves 'Xia' are left behind. What are your names?"
"I am Wen Shaopeng, a native of Huzhou."
"My name is Mu Ziyun, a member of 'Xia'. This thing is left by me, and it is not in vain. I will remember your love!"
"Xiaomu?"
Mu Ziyun turned to the bell and smiled: "Take it, it has some use."
"Um, senior, I'd like to take the liberty to ask, are you the only five seniors in the 'Xia' organization? What is the leader?"
"He" Mu Ziyun clapped his hands and pointed his thumb at Hu Zi and said, "This is our boss."
"I'm sorry, I don't know the true face of my senior. I'm really stupid." The man nodded and bowed. He actually felt Huzi's whole body, including his breath. He was wondering in his heart why this so-called leader of Xia had such a long breath. people?
Several people hurriedly walked out of the attic. A sea of people had gathered outside, leaving a wide road in the middle. People held their breath and concentrated. The news in the attic had spread to the entire coast. Everyone knew that luck was directed at someone from before today. They came from the 'Xia' organization that had never appeared before, and they were lucky enough to win every bet, but they didn't win today. This was undoubtedly a strange thing that shocked the entire sea area.
Huzi stood in the middle. Five people stood in a row. Huzi grinned and raised his voice. His eyes sometimes looked at people and sometimes looked at the sky. He said loudly: "Tiangong Dou? The name is good, but the number is too high." Changed, do you want to dominate the sea? Become a servant of 'Xia'! Hahaha"
The five people walked up the wide road among the crowd in an orderly manner, and all the slaves followed closely behind. When they arrived at the beach, the bell opened the stopper of the crystal bottle and blew into it, "Homecoming!" Appearing on the sea, they jumped onto the big ship. A tree root came out from under the feet of all the slaves and pushed them onto the ship.
"Oh!" "There are people in 'Xia' who can control the vegetation!" "'Xia' is extraordinary!" The crowd was noisy. Soon, the big ship sailed away from the coast and headed south.
"Why are you keeping these people!" Kite pinched his waist and pointed at Mu Ziyun angrily.
"Keep them, otherwise they will be sold to others, right? I mean this well!"
"Fart!" Lingdang cursed, "You clearly have other thoughts! Don't think I can't see it, you thief and ruffian! Hu Zi, you don't care about him! What's the use of keeping so many people?"
"Hi!" Huzi sighed with a smile: "If it's no use, just let it go. I'll ask first." Huzi said to the slaves who were standing very well: "Have any of you ever heard of Huzhou? I didn't mean just now Huzhou, my hometown is also called Huzhou, and the forces there exist in the form of sects, such as Chimiao Peak and Qingshan Peak, which have relatively complete medicine refining systems, do you know?"
"I don't know." These people even answered in a very consistent manner. They spoke and smiled in a standard way with eight teeth exposed. They looked good at first, but after a long time, they felt very strange.
"I don't know, hahaha." Huzi was very disappointed and whispered to himself: "Haven't you heard of it? If you have, just say it!"
What everyone didn't expect was that a fifteen or sixteen-year-old girl actually stood up, gave a standard smile, and whispered softly: "Master, I heard someone say it!"
"Really!" Mu Ziyun jumped over after hearing this, "Please tell me carefully what happened."
"Before Xiaonu became a slave," she said, her expression changed a little, but she quickly returned to the appearance of a slave. It seemed that she had been seriously brainwashed. "I met a companion, a girl, older than Xiaonu. When she was three years old, she once told the little slave that she was from Huzhou, mentioned the Qingshan Peak that the master just mentioned, and also mentioned a headmaster named Li."
"Li what? Say it quickly!" Huzi shouted urgently.
The little slave smiled, but actually turned her head quickly. After a long time, she said humbly: "You deserve to die, little slave. I can't remember it clearly. I only remember that there is the word 'question' in my name!"
Huzi and Muziyun took a deep breath, and Muziyun said slowly: "Is it Li Ziwen?"
"Yes, Master, I remember, this little slave is called Li Ziwen."
"Ah!" Huzi grabbed the little slave's shoulders with both hands. Perhaps the slave had been trained for a long time and had become a habit. He actually fell into Huzi's arms delicately, with a seductive manner. Huzi did not With this thought in mind, he pulled her up and shouted happily: "It's him! It's Huzhou. Where is that girl now?"
"The little slave and she ran away separately in order not to be caught. The little slave was caught and became a slave. She may have escaped, or she may have become someone else's slave. Now she is serving others."
"In other words, she may still be in Huzhou?"
"No, Master, we were arrested in Tariyang. The slave was brought back to Huzhou by the previous owner. I don't know if she was arrested, but if she had not been arrested, she would probably still be in Tartar. Yang Country, because she said she liked it there, it was like her former hometown."
"Lead the way!" Huzi waved his hand and carried the little slave to the bow of the ship, letting her lead the way. After a year, they finally found a clue to go home. Maybe fate really was still favoring them.
"Xiaomu, stay away from those guys, mind your own hands and feet, and sleep calmly at night." The bells kept chirping in Mu Ziyun's ears, while Fang Tianmu silently paid attention to all the slaves on the ship, and Kite returned. There were flowers and marks on the stern of the boat, while Mu Ziyun stood by the railing of the boat, staring quietly at the sea. In a daze, he moved his lips and stopped talking, but his heart was itching unbearably. Not knowing whether to say something or not, he finally muttered to himself in a low voice: "Tatar Yang?"
