Shura God Emperor

I saw the lizard flashing white light, "boom boom" several times, Ding Xing and other guards hadn't reacted yet, all of them were bombed over. They didn't even scream, they were dead. Up.

This lizard with white scaly armour is a dragon.

The little dragon also turned into a white light and then disappeared towards the distance.

On the other side, behind the slave market palace, Jiang Ling quietly resolved the guards, waiting anxiously.

After a while, several figures went downstairs under the leadership of Yunying.

I saw that these people are relatively beautiful women.

And if you look closely, you can find that these women look different from ordinary women. These are indigenous women!

Their faces are either pale and weak, or they are afraid.

These dozen or so indigenous women were on the fourth floor of the slave market, and were imprisoned and waiting for Pei Yuanlian.

And what Yunying was holding was a comatose indigenous woman with some scars on her body. This is what Xiao Sang said as "A Qiao".

These women looked scared when they saw Jiang Ling, and the latter quickly said: "Don't be afraid, we are here to save you!"

These indigenous women, who have been detained for a long time, are all very frightened and don't know who to believe.

Jiang Ling quickly asked, "Did anyone alarm anyone?"

Yunying looked at Ah Qiao in her arms with her eyes rising. When she arrived just now, Ah Qiao had been abused by a cultivator.

She knew that since Ah Qiao was auctioned to this stage, it must have been "enjoyed" by the fifth prince Zhao Hongli.

Before they had no way to rescue these indigenous women, they could only let Ah Qiao endure first.

What she couldn't imagine was that if she went one step later, Ah Qiao would be tainted by the slaughter.

Looking at these fearful indigenous women, Yunying was angry but did not lose her mind.

"That person has been killed by me. Let's leave quickly, otherwise people here will soon notice the movement on the fourth floor and call Zhao Hongli."

Yunying said something, and then said to these indigenous women: "You follow me."

All the ten or so indigenous women followed, Jiang Ling was behind to protect.

A group of people slipped away behind the slave market palace, and the entire slave market was still in this carnival.

Slave market on the fourth floor.

After a while, there will be Gui Gong to patrol here, and there are few rooms on the fourth floor. The innermost room is the room where Pei Yuan is, and the native slaves are next to them. The remaining rooms are for cultivators to spend together. Spring Festival.

Under normal circumstances, the scope of the last two rooms is forbidden to set foot, so when these tortoises patrol, they will ask the owner of the room outside the room.

If these native slaves stayed overnight, it would take a million green spirit pills.

After waiting for so long, the slave market also started to bid, and the price reached two hundred green spirit pills.

In this way, of course he has to inspect clearly.

Maybe the customer is satisfied, and if he eats back, then he can also make a fortune.

"grown ups……"

The turtle went outside the door, but there was no sound from inside, and he frowned.

Although the soundproofing of the room is good, at least there will be a human atmosphere, but now he can't even sense any breath?

He knocked on the door a few times, and there was still no response inside, but the lights were bright.

The tortoise himself also had the strength of the early stage of the pill formation stage, but he did not dare to go in and disturb the Yaxing of the people inside, so he waited for another half an hour.

But there is really no movement inside.

His face changed slightly, and he broke into the door immediately. Once inside, in the room, the cultivator who had just successfully bid for the auction fell on a pool of blood, his body was cold.

"not good!"