The Good for Nothing Seventh Young Lady Chapter 623: Forgotten Traces (3)

There was the coercion of the floating slaughter along the way. It was very smooth. At the border, I met the generals of the Longxuan Empire and asked. Shen Yanxiao proceeded directly from the edge of the barren land.

The idea that a barren land is safer than outside is really making people vomit blood.

The trace of oblivion can be said to be the largest trading market in Bright Mainland.

Nothing you can't buy here, only what you can't imagine.

Everything from exotic treasures to all kinds of Warcraft.

But there is a rule in the trace of oblivion, that is, no matter what you want to buy, you cannot ask the origin of the product.

Shen Yanxiao They reached the mark of oblivion ten days later.

Standing on the plain, watching the gorge leaving on the earth, is really amazing.

Walk into the traces of oblivion, everywhere you can see houses built in the valley, dirty ground and dilapidated buildings, like a slum.

The whole valley is dry and hot, and the thick stench makes you feel uncomfortable.

In such a messy place, you can see brightly dressed aristocrats and wealthy businessmen walking on the street. Behind many people are a few sluggish-looking slaves, those slaves. Chains were attached to the limbs, still being held by the buyer, and they looked like animals.

"Come and see, young and strong adult slaves, who are physically fit and in good health."

"Young little female slave ..."

As the only slave market in the entire Bright Continent, the Forgotten Traces are full of traders who sell slaves.

The slaves knelt on a wooden platform, with chains around their limbs, and a thick iron collar with **** around their necks tightly held their necks. There was a trace of shame, the body was dirty and dirty, and there was a thick stench.

The slave trader held the whip in his hand and drank while waving the whip. He did not carelessly threw the whip like a serpent on the slaves.

"It's really uncomfortable here." As a priest's sleeping wolf, it's really hard to endure the cruelty of the slave market. He watched a young girl curled up and shiver under the merchant's leather whip.

"There is still such a place in the bright continent. I don't know what everyone here is thinking." The fire wolf couldn't bear to keep watching, but could only look away.

The six wolves watched Shen Yanxiao walking in the forefront. Since entering the mark of oblivion, Shen Yanxiao has not said a word.

They don't know, the person who can't stand the slave trade most, Correct Shen Yanxiao.

Shen Yanxiao's eyes were cold with never before, watching the slaves sold along the road, watching those who were thoroughly brainwashed by already, trembling kneeling on the ground under the rebuke of vendors, begging for purchase The favor of the person is like a trafficked animal, showing its teeth and muscles, as if looking forward to being bought back.

A loud noise sounded, and there was a riot in the crowd ahead.

A brawny guy pulls a thin, emaciated girl and dashes away from the crowd.

Behind them, five or six fat men with round belly and round waist are chasing behind with whip.

The crowded crowd formed a natural barrier. Under the constant impact, the strong man suddenly fell to the ground, and the little girl he fell in his hands rushed forward, and fell directly to Shen Yan. Xiao's feet.

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