Female with Fairy Bell

Suddenly, Su Zishuang found that Mo Junzhi next to him was looking forward, and there seemed to be a flash of anger in his eyes.

"Master, did something happen?" Su Zishuang asked in doubt.

The corners of Mo Junzhi's lips rose, revealing a trace of anger.

"Among those people, several of them are from Huanxi Zong Xuanyuan's family."

Mo Junzhi grasped his hands tightly, his eyes flashed with chills: "I thought that those people would kill the monks of the Xuanyuan family at most, but I didn't expect that they would sell many of the Xuanyuan family's people as slaves."

Mo Junzhi didn’t know how these people appeared in the East China Sea, nor what kind of experience they had. Anyway, at this moment, his mind almost exploded, and his heart was furious. If he didn’t hold him, he would almost go mad. Let's kill someone.

"Don't worry, Master, you hide first, wait for me to negotiate, and you can't start the fight." Su Zishuang grabbed Mo Junzhi's slender palm, felt the anger in his heart, and lowered his head to speak.

Mo Junzhi's eyes flickered, and it took a while before he spoke: "Okay, you go to negotiate."

After all, people who are unfamiliar with the place of life now, if you rush up to shoot, it will eventually cause trouble.

After Mo Junzhi hid, Su Zishuang stepped forward.

Hidden his emotions, Su Zishuang's lips showed a slight smile, and his jade hand raised lightly: "Wait!"

Four or five monks in the late stage of foundation building immediately noticed. At this moment, they spoke, but stopped. A leader-like person looked at her indifferently, and said indifferently: "What's the matter?"

Su Zishuang tried his best to make her tone indifferent: "Are you slaves selling?"

"Sell, these slaves were originally sold!"

A smile flashed in the leader's eyes, and he glanced at two of the women and one man. Smiled and said: "Why do you want to buy a slave?"

Su Zishuang nodded and said: "How many spirit stones are there. Let's make a price!" The leader was also refreshed. Hehe smiled and said, "A man has 300,000 spiritual stones, and a woman has 500,000 spiritual stones. How many do you want?"

To the average monk, 10,000 spiritual stones are a sky-high price, but this person actually offered a price of 300,000 spiritual stones? Can afford it?

Naturally, he can afford it. There are still three or four million spiritual stones in his Qiankun Ring. Three hundred thousand is a small number. Su Zishuang immediately pointed his finger at two women and one man and said, "Three hundred thousand spiritual stones and five hundred thousand are these. I want it!"

Those members of the Xuanyuan family looked happy, but didn't expect there to be so many spirit stones? During this period of time, they have suffered a lot. They really cannot survive and die.

"Haha!"

A faint smile flashed in the leader's eyes. He had seen early in the morning that it was those people who had come, and all deliberately raised the price. Didn't expect to be so rich? Don't bargain half a sentence?

He and a cultivator in the late stage of foundation building next to each other looked at each other, a trace of greed flashed in their eyes, the leader turned his head and looked at him, and smiled again: "I said 300,000, not including this person. These people. Talent is against the sky. Divine consciousness is extremely powerful, so...the price is a bit high. The guest officer should buy other things!"

"you…"

A pang of breath. The Xuanyuan family's talents are good, but he is definitely not talented against the sky, this person is sitting on the ground and raising the price.

Looking at the joke in the leader's eyes, Su Zishuang felt a trace of anger in his heart.

Su Zishuang said lightly: "How high are some heights?"

The leader hesitated for a while, and said one after another: "One million spirit stones!"

"One million one..."

Those few people and hundreds of slaves took a breath of air, this leader is too ruthless, really dare to make a price. Even the four guards on the island at the gate of the city showed stunned expressions of error, and all looked at them, wanting to see how she should respond.

Not more than a million!

The meal cost six million, but Su Zishuang looked at the jokes in the leader's eyes, and looked at the scars on those people, she was not going to pay the money.

Su Zishuang's eyes turned, and he said, "One million is one million, but I don't have so many spirit stones on my body. Wait for me to find someone to borrow some!"

Now it was the turn of the four or five slave traders to be astonished, but did not expect to agree? The leader screamed secretly, it's a pity that he would have called two million if he knew it...

The few people and a group of slaves were shocked by the stars. Countless slaves looked at the three people enviously, knowing that they could escape the sea of ​​suffering, but they didn't know where they would sell them, whether they were slaves or prostitutes.

Turning the cabin, Su Zishuang saw that Mo Junzhi was sitting in the cabin with a gloomy expression, his eyes flashing fiercely.

"If you fail, I know that those greedy people are insatiable." Mo Junzhi said lightly.

Su Zishuang sighed. Originally, she wanted to buy the slaves back with spirit stones to avoid conflict, but the greedy lions opened their mouths, and it was clear that she was slaughtered as a fat sheep.

Su Zishuang's patience is limited, no matter how temperament she is, she can't bear to be exploited like that.

"Then do it, let's leave the ship and go to Iron Wall Island by ourselves." Su Zishuang said with determination.

Mo Junzhi put his hands behind him, and stepped out very leisurely. At this moment, he didn't want to pretend to be himself, so he had restored his original appearance.

A red robe and an evil temperament gave Mo Junzhi a unique charm. There was a trace of coldness in his handsome eyes, and he stepped out steadily.

At this time, the leader's eyes had an extremely greedy expression.

"Have you borrowed the spirit stone?"

"Humph……"

Mo Junzhi gave a cold snort, just a cold snort, and the leader roared in his mind, as if there were tens of thousands of small thorns rushing wildly in the sea of ​​consciousness.

This is a powerful mental attack, Mo Junzhi displayed it from the beginning, without any mercy or intention to keep his hands.

"You... who are you?"

Looking at the painful appearance of the leader holding his head, the few cultivators nearby stammered and asked.

Mo Junzhi didn't respond at all, but when he lifted his palm, a large pale golden energy hand had grabbed the leader's neck and lifted him up.

The leader hesitated in his mouth, kicked his legs arbitrarily, made strange noises, and his face flushed even more.

The monks and slaves beside them all stared blankly, and couldn't believe what was in front of them.

Of course, the monks are mainly fear, but the slaves are excited.

The slaves hated the leader deeply, and the more miserable they suffered, the better.

"Do you dare to ask for spirit stones for things like dogs?" Mo Junzhi said lightly.

The other monks were so scared that they all knelt down on the boat and bowed their heads to Mo Junzhi.

"Master Forgiveness, we are unintentional, not intentional to collide..."

The corners of Mo Junzhi's lips rose, and even though these people banged their heads, in fact, they might not surrender as on the surface, and they were still thinking of their own ideas.

"Puff......"

Just when those people were knocking their heads, the golden energy big hand suddenly slammed, the neck of the leader in front was chopped off, and his head burst open like a watermelon.

The red and white brains were splashed everywhere, and a lot of debris was splashed on the faces of those people, and the hands of the foundation-building cultivators were a little stunned.

But the foundation-building cultivators who quickly reacted immediately jumped up, turned into a ray of light, and rushed to the island.

Once they are allowed to enter the range of the island, it will be difficult to kill them.

However, they just rushed forward for a short distance, and then their heads banged, and each of their heads burst open, as if flowers of blood were blooming in the air.

Against the backdrop of the cruel picture, Mo Jun Zhijun had a faint evil smile on his face, like the smile of a demon god.

"Master, we should go now."

Su Zishuang reminded from the side that Mo Junzhi was patronizing and playing cool and creating such a horrible scene. If he was besieged and killed by those monks, the trouble would be great.

Mo Junzhi shook his body and entered the boat with Su Zishuang. With a wave of his sleeves, the three Xuanyuan family members were drawn into the escape light.

The Buddha beads on Mo Junzhi's wrist flew out and grew rapidly.

After Su Zishuang and the three Xuanyuan family members all landed on the Buddhist beads, the Buddhist beads turned into light and soared into the sky and flew into the distance.

The whole process is only between electric light and flint, very fast!

About a cup of tea, three figures hurried over from the direction of Donglai Island.

The head is a woman in Tsing Yi, who looks beautiful, but the eyebrows are drawn, very seductive.

And his gaze swept around, instantly clarifying the surrounding situation.

"Who is it? Those who dared to kill us also took slaves, investigated, and investigated this seat."

There was a cold voice from the woman in Tsing Yi, and the monks who gathered around immediately left, began to search around, and the white-bearded old man led the Longyuan Pavilion to listen.

After a while, all the collated information fell into the hands of the Tsing Yi woman.

Many of the slaves who didn't go there, the guards nearby, and the monks on the big ship, could clearly see that scene.

There are even monks who use water mirrors to restore the scene.

Seeing the scene where Mo Junzhi took action, and his demon-like figure, the woman in Qingyi's eyes flickered, and there was a hint of intoxication in it.

"Really an excellent man, his strength is probably comparable to that of the late Jindan, and he is cruel and handsome. He is the man I have always dreamed of."

The Tsing Yi woman said every word: "Such an excellent man must belong to me, I want him!"

The Buddha beads shuttled among the clouds, advancing towards Tiebi Island at a very fast speed. After reaching Donglai Island, the direction was already clear, so there was no need to worry about getting lost in the sea.

In this way, there is no problem in flying with the flying magic weapon.

Previously, if they did not follow the big ship, it would be difficult for Su Zishuang and Mo Junzhi to find the direction of Tiebi Island.

About three hours later, from the end of the distant ocean, the outline of a huge island has appeared in front of Su Zishuang and Mo Junzhi.

"We are almost here." Su Zishuang said.

The other three people on the prayer beads are all in a coma...