Apocalyptic Dark Age

Update time: 2013-02-21

At first glance, the bustling camp was much smaller than the camp of the desolate people, but it was more lively. Countless tribesmen were busy working in the camp. Groups of desolate warriors strung together with ropes were escorted from all directions with their heads lowered. In the camp At the exit, corpses of deserted people piled up like a mountain, and the children of the tribe used human heads as balls to kick around the corpses.

Walking into the camp, all kinds of materials were piled up like mountains. Swords, guns and armor were randomly thrown in the corner without anyone paying attention. The streets were filled with all kinds of trophies and indentured servants. Fat women were like animals, with their mouths opened to reveal their teeth. , there are also women who were stripped naked, even their private parts were not covered, and they stood in the middle of the crowd, allowing buyers to play in various positions. Some people even took off their pants on the spot and held the woman's butt to test the feeling, just like a Only a blue male dog.

There is only profit here, no shame, not to mention moral integrity. The hottest commodity here is women, especially young women, while old, frail, and no-one women will be driven to the camp. Outside, they were still left to fend for themselves. The women who had escaped the fate of slave girls stood helplessly around the piles of corpses, looking beggingly at the passing crowds, hoping that they would take a fancy to them and avoid starving to death in the wilderness.

Occasionally, teams returning from the outside would cause tribal commotions. After being beaten with sticks, strong desert warriors would lie on the ground and howl. The tribesmen who were watching would spit on them or throw stones at them. The tribal warriors standing aside were like heroes. , tells the story of a horrifying tragedy of cannibalism, and the protagonist of the story is naturally the desolate man who was beaten to a bloody pulp.

The crowd of onlookers cheered loudly, and from time to time threw a green leaf coin or two at the feet of the warrior who was giving the explanation as a reward. This was not an insult, but an affirmation and praise, which made the tribal warriors more immersed in telling the story of the despicable and cruel desolate people, thus highlighting the tribe even more. The superiority of man is behind him. The desert warriors who were judged to be weak or physically defective lost the opportunity to become indentured slaves, and did not want them to live in the wilderness and become bandits, so they were beheaded with a knife and their heads were thrown away at will. Spread out hundreds of meters, like a sea of ​​human heads.

The muffled sound of the stick hitting the human body is different from the snapping sound of the blade standing on the neck. After seeing too many killings with the blade, and then seeing the beating to death, it feels fresh. The torture of the deserted man is far longer than cutting it in two. The sounds of broken bones are also more diverse, giving the tribesmen who live a monotonous life a visual and psychological satisfaction.

Deep in the camp, countless tents exude the smell of lust, and the women's gasps and screams merge together to form a huge sound, making everyone who walks in here unconsciously captured by lust. In the largest tent, there was a shrill howl like a slaughtered pig.

The tent was raised when it hit the ground. A man as strong as a beast with a blood-red tattoo on his smooth head stepped out of the door. He grabbed a black thing in his hand and pulled hard, then pulled the naked woman out of the door. The woman's white legs were on the ground. She kicked hard and screamed in agony. Her hands kept scratching the man's big hand holding her hair, but she couldn't stop her in the slightest.

The man was also naked, except for the fine linen with a raptor pattern surrounding his crotch. The rolling muscles were scurrying around like little mice on his body. There were also white unknown objects left behind after sex on his calves and ankles. Clutching the woman's swaying head, it was like dragging garbage toward a certain area, where an auction with wilderness characteristics was being held.

Women who were no worse than voluptuous women were wearing light gauze and standing on the colorful carpet. They lowered their heads and glanced at the well-intentioned protectors around them with the timid corner of their eyes. These so-called stunning women had no outside appearance. The slave girl was frightened. Although she was scared, she still showed her amorous feelings inadvertently. Occasionally she exposed her pink legs and jade breasts, which made the five big and three big men around her feel proud.

"This is the private collection of the leader of the Full Moon Tribe. He has never seen a man other than Full Moon since he was ten years old. He bathes with two buckets of animal milk every day, only eats the most fragrant fruits, and has never worn clothes..."

Standing in the center is a girl of about fourteen years old. Although she is young, she still has a lot of charm. Her waterfall-like green hair shines with black color, and the hanging hair ends just cover the privacy of her front and back. The fair and delicate skin is also shiny and translucent, and you can even see the cyan blood vessels under the skin. Protectors with keen senses can smell the subtle fragrance emanating from the woman even from a long distance away.

The girl also has the best appearance among the women present. Her face is not as fat as other women's. The lines and curvature are just right, with a little baby fat. It not only echoes the aesthetics of the wilderness, but also echoes the beauty standards of the previous life, which is even more rare. What's amazing is that this girl's dark eyes are as pure as ink, and there is no panic or fear. The eyes of those men are not flattering or teasing, but there is some curiosity and innocence, which makes people even more fascinated.

"Man Yue is a half-step warrior, second only to Yokoye. He has no other woman, only this girl named Wan Yu. In order to cherish her body and prevent her from aging too quickly, Man Yue prepares to marry her in the evening. Jade only had sex when she was fifteen, and she was still a virgin!"

The host of the auction was a tall man with oily eyes. This man's mouth flew up and down, spitting out various words like a machine gun, arousing everyone's curiosity and desire, just like shaking off baggage in a stand-up comedy, and finally roared out: The shouts aroused the emotions of everyone present. They shouted excitedly, waved their fists, and their faces flushed with excitement, as if they were determined to win this woman.

"Five sand camels, two lizards, five hundred bags of grain, a thousand indentured servants..."

At first there was the most anxious man who stared at Wan Yu greedily and yelled out the price, but no one was surprised and started cheering.

"Ushaman, you are so stingy. You harvested at least more than 10,000 bags of grain and 20 large animals in the desert camp, and that's all..."

"Yes, as long as you have food, the indentures are all over the wilderness. If you want them, I will get you 10,000. As long as you have food to feed..."

"Just go away. This woman has no business with you. Let's not mention that she is still a virgin and has never experienced a man. She is just a half-step into the status of a female, but the price is huge..."

The booing around him made Ushaman's face turn as red as blood, but he did not dare to get angry and shouted dejectedly: "Ten sand camels, five earth lizards, a hundred sand slugs..."

This time no one laughed at him. It was no problem to buy ten women present at this price, but they were all eyeing this woman and would never give up easily.

The strong man who had been dragging the naked girl sauntered into the crowd. Whenever they saw his protectors, they all changed their minds. They lowered their heads to show respect and stepped aside, but did not leave. Even if Xianfeng Jialuo wanted this woman, they would still want it. Have a fight.

"I'll use her in exchange for..." This Xianfeng Jialuo raised his foot and kicked the woman in his hand to the middle of the field, exposing something ugly between his legs. Even if someone saw him, he didn't care, but felt proud. Give it a shake.

The woman screamed in horror and looked at the other protectors, shrinking into a ball and trying to cover her private parts.

"Sir Luo Lan, are you kidding me..." one of them shouted in surprise. Although the screaming woman had fair skin, the skin on her face and hands could be seen to be rough. Also, the woman's age. She is the oldest one here. Not to mention compared with the women around her, even in the warrior market outside, no one may care about her. Maybe she will be kicked out and she will self-destruct.

"She is Huang Jian's sister-in-law..." Someone suddenly shouted, and the next moment, everyone present closed their mouths and looked at Luo Lan's show of surprise.

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