Seeing that she was stunned, Sheng Xuanyuan looked at the sales counter again. The crowd had already filled the gap. He was about to ask a question when Qiong Yi asked lightly: "Sheng Jing, are those foreigners from the Northern Region or the Western Region?"
"They look like Xirong people." Sheng Xuan replied resentfully. People from the Northern Territory rarely have brown and yellow curly hair, and their bodies are taller and stronger.
"Oh." Qiong also turned her head, her heart already surging like a frenzy.
Xirong? In other words, they are people from the Western Desert.
The tattoo on that man's back overlapped too much with the scar on my shoulder.
Could it be that my scar was left to cover up something?
Could it be that...my life experience is related to the Western Desert?
She said to Sheng Xuan calmly, "Let's go, Sheng Kyung."
"Let's go?" He glanced at Su Changming, who was crowded in the center, and thought to himself: It's not easy to meet him here. The feud from the last time at the tea house has not been settled yet, and this time he is planning to use ghosts to kidnap Qiong Yi. I wanted to settle the accounts, but she said she wanted to leave?
When he met Qiong Yi's eyes, he seemed to understand: Su Changming now has buyers on the three floors to the left and three to the right, so he has to settle the accounts privately, not to mention that he cannot be in this building. Take action.
"Okay. Let's go." Sheng Xuanyuan said, walking down the stairs with Qiong Yi, thinking about this guy's plan in his mind: He asked his brother to trick Qiong Yi into coming here, and at the same time arranged for the ghost to do it. The response was obviously planned for her.
I thought he would be hiding somewhere in Mingfu, waiting for an opportunity, but I didn't expect that he would be auctioned here openly. I don't know where he caught this Rong. Could it be that the "Disha Han" before was from this Rong? Got it on people? If this is the case, Su Ye may want to investigate the origin of this Rong man...
No, that shouldn't be what I should care about. Su Changming's trick didn't work, and there might be some backup plan left. Qiong Yi was frightened in this ghost place and was too restricted. It would be best to take her away from here before he ends the auction, Sheng Xuan thought.
Finally leaving the noisy and gloomy tower, Qiong Yi breathed a sigh of relief. She was also thinking about how she could see the caged man again besides the auction. It would be best if she could have a good conversation with him and express her resentment. He noticed what was on her mind: "What's wrong? Is there something wrong?"
Qiong also lowered his eyes: "It's okay."
He glanced at her: "If you have anything, you don't have to hide it from me."
But she said: "Nothing."
Sheng Xuanyuan was silent for a while before speaking: "You have already written it on your face."
"Didn't you hide the thoughts written on your face from me?" She breathed heat into her cold hands and said, "Even if Su Ye and Yan Ting asked deeply about it many times, you didn't say anything."
Sheng Xuanyuan was confused: "What did I hide from you?"
Qiong Yi turned around and said, "What did you see at the stall we passed by after meeting Su Ye?"
Sheng Xuanyuan suddenly understood. He walked to Qiong Yi's side and leaned against the wall with her: "It's a lyre. It's exactly the same as my favorite seven-stringed harp when I was a child. But my harp was thrown by my mother." ”
"It's just that." He said calmly, and then looked into Qiong Yi's eyes with burning eyes: "So what were you worried about just now?"
She said: "That Xirong man, I want to save him."
"Why do you want to save him?"
"If I said it was because he was so pitiful being imprisoned there, would you believe it?"
"If it's you, I will believe it. But I won't believe it completely."
Qiong Yi clenched his fists: "Perhaps, you can get some clues about my life experience?"
life experience? Is it possible that Qiong also suspects that he is from Xirong? Sheng Xuanyuan didn't react for a moment, and there were many thoughts in his mind: Why did she think so? Are there any signs or symbols on the Narong people?
He recalled that he had seen a scar on Qiong Yi's back. The scar was obviously not a burn or scald, but rather like the flesh had been cut or chopped off. If it was true, then there must be something behind Rong Ren that he hadn't seen from the angle just now.
Will it be a tattoo? Leaving tattoos on the back is a common custom among many desert tribes.
No wonder Qiong had such a reaction. She had always wanted to find out her life experience, and now she happened to come across a clue that could be traced, and she decided to pursue it.
However, there is no need to hide this kind of thing from me. Sheng Xuanyuan lowered his head to see her, and could only see half of her face. She gritted her teeth and looked solemn.
The surrounding lights and will-o'-wisps gradually dimmed. It seemed that it was the "time when the fire dimmed" that Yin Shu said that he could leave Mingfu. Sheng Xuanyuan stood up straight. He wanted to take Qiong Yi away, but there were no clues about Qiong Yi's life experience. He wanted to know as much as she did.
"If you want to save someone, then leave. If you don't leave, you won't even know who bought that person."
The two returned to the small building of Baoqiantang and saw Su Ye negotiating the price with someone. He accepted with satisfaction a palm-sized square piece that looked a bit like a worn-out ornament. Sheng Xuanyuan lowered his voice and said, "I saw Su Changming."
Su Ye said, "I saw it too. He was standing in front of a big cage with a Xirong man inside selling it on the third floor." He paused and continued: "It's not difficult to contact the strange poison in the desert before. Explain that he will have a foreigner in his hands, but this person...where did he get it?"
Seeing Sheng Xuanyuan's cold expression, Su Ye snorted and smiled, "I understand, you want to save people?"
Fighting is prohibited in Mingfu Street, but after the transaction is over, it is not uncommon for people to cheat and kill each other after leaving this place.
"Then let's wait and see who will take the photo of that person." Su Ye spread his hands and looked at Qiong Yi in shock: "Lu Xiyan, your expression is a bit too bad, you won't be scared into anything, right? "
She shook her head: "No, I'm just a little cold."
"That's good, just take care of yourself."
Qiong also nodded: "Yes."
The four of them were discussing how to find out the origins of the Xirong people in the cage, and how to deal with Su Changming. At this moment, Su Hong, who had tricked Qiong Yi into coming here, slipped out from nowhere and stood on the black and white wood of the tower. He poked his head out of the frame with a smile on his face: "Ah! Why are so many of you gathering here? Is there anything fun there?"
The four of them were startled at first, and then looked at each other, almost realizing what had happened.
Another attention-grabbing drama.
Yan Tingshen thought to himself: It is too cheap to ask children to distract us. He lowered his voice and said, "The auction is probably over, and you should go through the back door."
Since it was a play, Su Ye was willing to cooperate. He raised his finger and pointed at Su Hong and cursed: "Su Hong? You little brat!" He shouted loudly and chased after him. At the same time, he turned around and whispered: "They have guilty consciences. You go." Let’s rob the goods, now we can leave Mingfu.”
The three of them nodded, and seeing Su Hong being escorted away by him, they rushed to the third floor where Su Changming was.
When they reached the third floor, most of the buyers had left, and the large iron cage half a man's height had disappeared. Qiong Yi scanned the crowd and stared at a graceful figure in purple robes, saying: " She is the woman who competed with 'Faceless' before." Seeing the woman gritting her teeth and showing unwillingness, Qiong Yi said in a low voice: "It seems she didn't buy it, I think...she will probably rob someone. .”
The woman waved, and the two attendants, one black and one white, followed her towards the stairs. She passed by the three of them, and for some reason, she glanced at Qiong Yi slightly as she passed by. The moment he looked into those glowing blue vertical pupils, he felt a sense of admiration in his heart.
"It's the charm..." Qiong Yi held her forehead: "The demon of the fox tribe..." She shook her head hard to get rid of the influence of the charm.
The fox demon held on to the wooden railing and went downstairs, thinking about the three people who just passed by, and thought to himself: What are the three young and gentle ascetics doing blocking the stairs with such force?
The displeasure made the fox demon have no time to take care of these three people. "Hey, it's really troublesome, and I have to do it myself. It's clear that I have told you both good and bad things clearly, but you still want to steal people from me!" the fox demon thought to himself! , "Since it's something I like, there's no reason why I can't get it."
After walking out of the small building, the fox demon looked back several times to confirm that no one was following him except his followers, and then he strode onto the street. Qiong Yi and others were about to follow the fox demon downstairs, but they were stopped by Su Changming who had just finished business and came out of an unknown darkroom: "Oh! Who do I think I am? This is not my word. Girl?"
Qiong also didn't understand how brave he was, daring to appear directly in front of them like this, and scolded him coldly: "You still dare to appear in front of me?"
"What? We haven't seen each other for so long, Yan'er, have you missed me?" Su Changming said with a shy face, "Does Yan'er want to hit me? You can't fight here, you will be targeted by 'it'."
A chill hit her heart, and Qiong also understood that he was relying on the rules of this ghost place and treating it as a gold medal to avoid death: "After all, you are still an official in the world-protecting family, and you are selling living people here, it is crazy! Then! Where did Rongren come from? Who did you sell him to?"
Su Changming waved his hand, "Do you have to be humane when entering Mingfu's goods? I'm afraid I'll laugh out loud." Then he pretended to be shocked: "Yan'er, do you care about my business or about that beauty? Could it be that you Do you like that kind of thing? However, the transaction has passed, so I have no comment."
Sheng Xuanyuan couldn't bear it anymore and held the hilt of the sword with a cold expression: "Get out of here if you don't say anything. After leaving Mingfu, how long do you think you can survive?"
"Hey, you are angry? Young Master Sheng only knows how to fight and kill. Oh, I obviously gave you such a big gift last time. You are so happy that you are so happy, doesn't it taste good?"
"You!" Sheng Xuanyuan was about to charge forward with his sword, but was pulled down by Yan Tingshen. Su Changming turned his attention to him: "Are you... Mr. Yan? I have watched your competition in the martial arts competition, and you are quite good."
"I don't dare to take it seriously." Yan Ting chuckled deeply. After laughing, he said coldly: "Are you done shouting? Get out of here."
Su Changming put away his smile: "Tsk, I'll save you some face." He stepped aside to clear a path for them, but when Qiong Yi walked by, he suddenly stretched out his hand to grab her. Qiong Yi was already on guard. Seeing something like a ring shining in his palm, she didn't dare to touch it, so she kicked him on the chest, kicked him over from the handrail of the stairs, and fell to the next floor behind the corner.
"Boom!" There was a loud sound, dust flew up, and Su Changming fell onto his back.
Yan Ting looked deeply at the silver ring on his finger and said, "It's a poison ring..."
When Su Changming saw that the poisoning failed, he hurriedly got up and ran away, rushing out of the tower very quickly, leaving the ghosts who were still in the transaction to watch.
