Proud Sword Rebirth

Yi Chen didn't know what happened in Yemian City, and even if he knew, he would probably not pay attention to it.

In the afternoon of that day, Yi Chen, along with Hongxiu, Shang Qi and others, rushed to Manhuang City.

"It is indeed a barren city. This ancient atmosphere is just like before." Feeling this ancient city, Yi Chen couldn't help but sigh.

The Wilderness City has existed three thousand years ago. At that time, it was already a famous ancient city. Now, after three thousand years of war, the aura of ancient vicissitudes has become stronger and stronger, making people involuntarily immersed in it.

In that historical and cultural atmosphere.

Of course, if you stay here for a long time, you won't feel that way.

"Master, we're here!" The carriage arrived at the city gate, and a servant poked his head in from outside the carriage and said softly.

Shang Qi nodded, and immediately said to Yi Chen: "Master Yi, why don't you go and rest for a while at your home? I still have some status in this wild city!" He said he had some status, but it was revealed from his eyes.

Arrogance shows how conceited he is.

"Thank you, but I have something else to do, so I'll say goodbye!" After saying that, Yi Chen ignored Hongxiu and others, opened the curtain, and got out of the carriage.

Although Hong Xiu and others felt that Yi Chen was a little unkind, they were not dissatisfied. After all, the other party was not only a first-class genius, but also saved the lives of a group of people. Not to mention this rudeness, it was Yi Chen who did it

If you go too far, they won't have anything to say.

"You are the first person I have grown up to dare to do this to me! You have ridiculed me, killed my subordinates, ruined my plans, and disrespected me...you have done it all!" Shang Qi said with a smile on his face.

Smiling, he watched Yi Chen leave, but there was a gloomy look in the corner of his eyes, "Barbarian City, don't you know that this is my young master's world?"

After winking at the servant, Shang Qi suddenly patted his forehead, attracting the attention of Hong Xiu and others, and then said: "By the way, I left something else in Buji Village. What a bad luck!"

"What?" Hongxiu asked curiously.

Shang Qi laughed and said indifferently: "It's nothing, I'll just ask Qi Lie to get it back. Qi Lie, you should know where my things are, right?"

"Master, I remembered, it should be in the medicine shop on Buji Village West Street." The servant immediately understood, blinked, and made up a lie.

"Well, you go and get it back. Don't worry along the way. Safety comes first." Shang Qi explained carefully.

"Yes, young master, I'll go right away." The servant jumped out of the carriage and waved to another servant, "You are responsible for sending the young master and the others back, and I will get the things for the young master."

"Yes!" The servant who drove the carriage nodded.

"Okay, let's continue walking." Shang Qi showed an elegant smile and turned to a group of orphans: "You will stay at my house tonight, and I will send someone to find a place for you tomorrow. Hongxiu, do you think it's okay?

?" With the last sentence, he turned to seek Hongxiu's opinion.

Hong Xiu had no other choice but to nod gratefully: "Shang Qi, sorry for bothering you!"

"No trouble, no trouble, it's my honor. Haha..." Shang Qi waved his hand modestly.

The carriage continued to move forward and soon disappeared at the end of the street at the gate of Wilderness City. However, the servant who had left earlier returned the same way and ran in the direction where Yi Chen left.

Walking into Manhuang City, Yi Chen originally planned to go to the inn first, but he had a sudden idea and walked in another direction.

"It's been three thousand years. I wonder if the slave colony at that time is still there." Yi Chen felt a little hopeful in his heart.

In his previous life, he bought dozens of slaves in the Wilderness City. After returning to Shengyun Mountain, he eliminated the marks of these slaves, tore up the slave contracts, returned their freedom, and also carefully taught them some things.

Slaves have become outstanding figures in various fields.

At that time, several emperors invited these slaves to assist them. Unfortunately, these slaves were determined to follow Yi Chen.

It can be said that Yi Chen's maids, guards, etc. at that time were basically slaves that he purchased and trained with his own hands. Every one of them was a talent that could be robbed outside!

Although Yi Chen doesn't like the slavery system, it is undeniable that with his subordinates, he does not need to work hard on many things and can concentrate on doing his own business. And who is the most loyal subordinate? Except for dead soldiers, there are only slaves! Here are all the things.

The word loyalty refers to the question of betrayal or not.

"Huh?" When he walked to a sparsely populated street, Yi Chen suddenly realized that he seemed to be being followed.

Moreover, this person looks somewhat familiar.

Yi Chen thought about it carefully and remembered the origin of this person: "Shang Qi's servant, haha, before I went to trouble you, you sent someone to follow me first. Interesting, very interesting!"

With a slight hint of ridicule at the corner of his mouth, Yi Chen remained unafraid, but pretended not to notice anything and continued walking towards the slave house.

"It's really still there!" Not long after, a huge building appeared in Yi Chen's sight.

This building can be said to be one of the oldest buildings in the city!

It is a ring-shaped castle building, which can barely be regarded as a city within a city. This is the slave place in the previous life!

Walking into the slave house, Yi Chen found that this place was more prosperous than three thousand years ago. Although the building itself felt more dilapidated, the ancient atmosphere in it was extremely strong, which did not affect its grade at all. On the contrary,

Because the atmosphere of history has been deposited here, it is even more attractive.

"Master, are you buying slaves?" Before Yi Chen could ask, a middle-aged woman came over.

The woman was wearing heavy makeup, and from a distance, Yi Chen could smell the pungent smell of rouge.

His brows furrowed slightly, and Yi Chen nodded lightly: "Take me to have a look."

This demeanor has a sense of calmness and self-reliance. It may be difficult for acquaintances to distinguish it, but strangers can feel it at a glance. Of course, special circumstances are not excluded, such as some people who have no eyesight or are swayed by emotions.

The person who got it.

The woman had a bright smile on her face: "Master, please come this way. What type of slave do you want to buy?"

"Girl, guard." Yi Chen said simply.

"Okay, please follow me to the second floor." The woman also vaguely felt that Yi Chen was not an easy person to get along with, so she swallowed back some unnecessary words and went straight to the topic.

Going up to the second floor, Yi Chen found that this place was not much different from the previous life.

"Sir, this is the guard area. The number, price, cultivation level, and specialties are all recorded accordingly. You only need to read the booklet," the woman introduced.

Nodding, Yi Chen's eyes were as bright as a torch, and he glanced around for a week, looking at the slaves in the many iron cages with dull expressions. Finally, his eyes stopped on the two younger youths and said: "Just the two of them."

"Sir..." the woman hesitated, "Their prices are relatively high."

"How much." Yi Chen went straight to the point.

"10,000 gold coins!" The woman composed herself and quoted a surprising price.

Yi Chen did not counteroffer. In fact, counteroffers are not allowed here. He directly threw a gold coin card over and said: "Okay, give me the slave contract and release the person."

The woman looked at the gold coin card, her face suddenly lit up with joy, and she said respectfully: "I'll take care of it now." Compared with her previous attitude, she was more than twice as enthusiastic, and her tone became more respectful.

As the saying goes, money can make all the difference. The woman's reaction did not surprise Yi Chen. He just stared at the two young men indifferently, and then walked towards the next area.

After a while, the woman came back, followed by two young men.

The contract was placed close to her chest. She firmly believed that it was safest to place it here.

After handing the slave contract to Yi Chen, the woman asked: "Would the young master have a favorite maid?"

Yi Chen didn't speak, and stared intently at a girl with messy hair and a dirty face in a corner.

"Did the young master fall in love with this maid?" the woman asked again.

Without answering directly, Yi Chen asked noncommittally: "Why was this person sent to a slave labor camp at such a young age?" If he remembered correctly, any slave labor camp in any place was not allowed to trade people under the age of eighteen.

of people, right?

"Sir, there is no age limit for slave trading." The woman was surprised at this time. Yi Chen's previous behavior did not look like it was his first time in a slave house, but now, he asked a common sense question.

"Yes, this is no longer three thousand years ago!" Yi Chen suddenly asked, "How much?"

"What..." the woman suddenly reacted, "One thousand gold coins!"

Compared with the price of two guards, this girl is still young, and she doesn’t know what she will be like when she grows up. Her qualifications are also ordinary, so naturally she can’t sell them at a high price. She wants to sell them at a high price, but she understands that with smart people,

When doing business, it is best not to bring some little thoughts to the surface. Doing so will only show your own stupidity.

"There are eleven thousand gold coins here. Release the little girl and give me the slave contract. In addition, there are those two." Yi Chen pointed to a certain location in the slave area at the back.

"This..." The woman was a little hesitant at first, but Yi Chen was a big customer, so she couldn't raise the price any more. Originally, the price of these two middle-aged slaves together was over ten thousand, but this small profit was enough.

Let it go, "Okay!"

A quarter of an hour later.

Yi Chen was followed by a little girl and four guards behind him, and he slowly walked out of the slave house.

"What's your name?" Yi Chen asked.

"Xiao...Xiaoya." The little girl replied weakly.

PS: I can only update once a day these days. I will get on the train tomorrow, arrive in Kunming the day after tomorrow, and then transfer to Beijing. After I go to Beijing, I have to undergo two days of training. One update is already the limit. I am saving the manuscript now because I have uploaded it.

The train cannot be coded.

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