Chapter 1557
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In a depressing silence.
Su Yi took a step and came to the golden-robed man.
The golden-robed man was horrified and said in awe: "You...what are you going to do, Heilongwei will never let you go!"
Su Yi grabbed him by the neck, his palms and fingers exerted force, and he knocked him out alive.
Then began to search for souls.
"Who is this guy, so domineering?"
The spectators' hearts trembled, and they were all shocked by Su Yi's neat thunderbolt technique.
After half a sound.
Su Yi retracted his consciousness and frowned.
This guy named Jin Yuanmu was a notorious slave trader. In his memory, there was nothing that Su Yi wanted to know.
Like that young man from the Biwa Spirit Clan, his name is Fang Han.
It was one of a group of slaves that Jin Yuanmu purchased from an underground black market in Bailuzhou, and then brought it to the Black Dragon Market for sale.
As for why Fang Han became a slave, Jin Yuanmu didn't know.
"It seems that this matter can only be asked about the young man named Fang Han."
Su Yi secretly said.
The descendants of the Biqi Spirit Race have become slaves!
This made Su Yi furious, and he also realized that after the eternity of time, some kind of drastic change had already taken place in the Biao Spiritual Race.
"A daring madman who dares to make trouble in the Black Dragon Market, no matter who you are, you will be captured immediately, or you will be killed!"
Suddenly, a violent shout resounded.
A group of black dragon guards came from a distance, all dressed in black black armor, with a chilling breath.
The leader is a tall and arrogant man, holding a sharp Fang Tianhua halberd, and his body is filled with aura that belongs to the real immortal level of the virtual realm.
The man in the golden robe had woken up from a coma and shouted excitedly, "Deacon Wu, help—!"
In the nearby area, an old man couldn't help but persuade him: "Your Excellency, it's better to stop. If you offend Heilongwei, you will really have no way to survive."
Su Yi snorted, and his palms exerted force.
boom!
The figure of the golden-robed man turned into a handful of ashes, and his body and spirit were destroyed.
Everyone trembled in their hearts, almost suspecting that they were wrong.
This is the Black Dragon Market. Immortals have to act according to the rules. Who would dare to kill in front of Heilongwei! ?
The group of black dragon guards had already arrived, and when they saw this scene, their faces darkened.
The tall man at the head was even more murderous, and was completely irritated, "If you madman can leave alive today, I, Wu Qingtian, are your grandson!"
boom!
He raised the Fang Tianhua halberd and was about to start.
But at this moment, he was suddenly stunned, motionless, and his expression kept changing.
Sometimes shocked, sometimes confused, sometimes horrified...
This unusual scene left everyone confused and confused, what is the situation?
"Boss, what's wrong with you?"
A black dragon guard couldn't help asking.
I saw the tall man who called himself Wu Qingtian agitated, as if he had woken up.
Then, under the gazes of all the astonished eyes, Wu Qingtian trotted all the way to Su Yi, clasped his fists and saluted, "Wu is ashamed, he didn't understand the situation, so he took the plunge and hoped that Your Excellency would atone!"
Everyone: "???"
This is the deacon of Heilongwei, a true immortal in the virtual realm.
Before, the murderous intention was violent and aggressive, how could it seem like a person has changed in a blink of an eye?
The black dragon guards who came with Wu Qingtian were also dumbfounded. What is the boss doing?
Apologize to a murderer who wantonly tramples on the rules of the Black Dragon Market?
Su Yi thought about it, thinking of Feng Yeyun, the owner of Buqi, who took the initiative to go to the inn last night and apologized to him in person.
Undoubtedly, someone must have secretly reminded Wu Qingtian to stop Wu Qingtian from doing it, and make Wu Qingtian's attitude change completely!
Thinking of this, Su Yi looked around, but in the end he didn't find any characters worthy of attention.
"Then what do you think we should do today?"
Su Yi asked.
Wu Qingtian took a deep breath and said solemnly: "These slave traders are notorious, guilty, and deserve to die. Your actions can be said to be doing things for the heavens, which is very pleasing!"
Everyone's eyes were dazed for a while, and they all suspected that they had heard it wrong.
Heilongwei, who is the law enforcement officer of the Black Dragon Market, can actually be intimidated by the lewd power of others without obeying the rules?
Simply outrageous!
"So, I can go now?"
Su Yi asked again.
Wu Qingtian hurriedly said: "This is natural. Speaking of which, Wu Mou should apologize to your Excellency, I beg your understanding..."
Su Yi interrupted with a smile: "There's no need for that."
With that said, he walked directly to the young man named Fang Han, waved his hand to smash the chains that bound the young man's neck, hands and feet, and said, "Let's go."
Fang Leng hummed: "Okay, anyway, the young master is not afraid of death, I want to see, what tricks do you want to play!"
Su Yi: "..."
Undoubtedly, this young man also regards him as a person who harbors evil intentions.
Su Yi smiled, without explanation, and walked towards the distance.
Fang Han gritted his teeth and followed.
Until the figures of the two disappeared, Wu Qingtian couldn't help but wipe the cold sweat, and then he completely relaxed.
After that, he glanced at the spectators around him and scolded: "What are you looking at, get out!"
The spectators dispersed in a hurry.
A black dragon guard couldn't help but stepped forward and said, "Boss, why did you just..."
"Where is so much nonsense!"
Wu Qingtian's eyes were cold, he glanced at the black dragon guards, and said solemnly, "Just pretend that nothing happened today, and later you will warn the traders who often sell slaves here, from now on, you must not come to the black dragon market, Otherwise, see one and kill one!"
Everyone was stunned, realizing the seriousness of the problem, and taking orders with awe.
...
Inn.
Qingwei couldn't help but be surprised when she saw Su Yi came back with a ragged, blood-covered boy.
Immediately, she seemed to see something, and said in surprise, "Young Master, is this little guy a descendant of the Ou Ling Clan?"
Su Yi said: "Yes, do you know the current situation of this clan?"
Qingwei was keenly aware that the mood of Lord Dijun seemed to be a little gloomy, and she couldn't help but think for a moment seriously, and said: "As far as I know, this clan suffered heavy casualties in the Xianyun era, and it is suspected that only a part of the clan survived in the world. In the years, I have never heard of this clan again, if it wasn't for the young master to bring this little guy back today, I would have thought that this clan would have been destroyed."
Just saying this, Fang said coldly, "As long as my sister and I are alive, our Bishen clan will never perish!"
The boy's pale and thin face was full of determination.
Su Yi's heart sank, and he said, "So, you and your sister are the only two left in your bizarre clan?"
Fang Han's temperament was obviously very stubborn, and he was not afraid of death. He stared at Su Yi fearlessly and said, "Why should I tell you?"
Su Yi sighed lightly, seeing that the young man was full of wariness towards him.
No matter what you ask at this point, you can't get an answer.
"look."
Su Yi raised his fingertips and outlined them in the void.
In the blink of an eye, as the wisps of spiritual light interlaced, a strange and mysterious pattern emerged. It was a divine beast, stepping on a nebula, holding its head high and roaring, and countless stars fell.
The young man opened his eyes wide, as if in disbelief, "You... how could you thief know the secret method of the conclusion of the 'Ancestral Totem' of my Bishen clan?"
The ancestor totem, just outline it, can reflect and awaken the bloodline power in the descendants of the Biao Spirit Race!
In the past, only the elders with advanced cultivation could master it.
Su Yi touched his fingertips, and the totem turned into a light rain and dissipated, "I have an old relationship with your birch clan, and that's why I will save you at all costs."
Fang Han's expression was cloudy for a while, and after a while, he sneered: "I can't believe you! My elder sister said that my ancestors have guarded the frontier battlefield for generations, killed an unknown number of foreign demons, and made illustrious achievements for the immortal world. But in the end, Those who harmed my clan were not those foreign demons, but people from this fairyland!"
As he spoke, the boy's eyes were red and bloodshot, his face full of uncontrollable grief and hatred, he gritted his teeth and said, "Sister also said that this person from the Immortal Realm is unreliable!"
"So, no matter what you say, I won't believe it!"
"If you want to kill or cut, you can do what you want, and see if the young master will frown!"
After speaking, the young man pursed his lips, his face was full of stubbornness, and he stopped talking.
Qingwei was stunned, her charming and beautiful eyes showed a hint of pity.
How many ups and downs and hardships did this young man have to encounter before he was disappointed by the entire fairyland?
How many times should I be deceived before I no longer trust anyone?
Su Yi was silent for a while, and said, "Qingwei, take him to wash, change clothes, and heal his wounds."
"Yes!"
Qingwei nodded.
Fang Han was stunned, obviously surprised, and immediately sneered: "You want to use your kindness to influence me? Delusional! Young master will not be fooled!"
Qingwei couldn't help but smile and took the boy out of the room.
Su Yi silently sat in the rattan chair, took out the jug and took a sip, but he felt that the immortal brew in his mouth was so bland and tasteless.
He let out a long sigh and murmured, "Wang Ye, even if your emotions and memories didn't affect me, I would never stand idly by in this matter!"
Back then, for the sake of all the living beings in the immortal world, the Biao Ling clan guarded the seventh heaven gate from generation to generation, and sacrificed so many lives and blood in the fight against the alien demon clan.
But up to now, this clan is almost destroyed and withered, not to mention that even the clan members have been reduced to slaves and sold!
Simply ridiculous!
Su Yi felt a sting in his heart when he thought of the bloody boy Fang Han being imprisoned in a cage and being offered and sold like goods.
Those who harmed the Biao Spiritual Race deserved death for their sins! !
"I, Su Yi, come to avenge this revenge!"
Su Yi whispered in his heart, his eyes were deep and calm.
Not long after, Qingwei returned with Fang Han.
The teenager has changed into clean clothes, his long messy hair is tied behind his head, and the wounds on his body have healed, and no scars can be seen.
It's like a different person.
However, that stern and resolute face was still pale and bleeding, and the brows were full of vigilance and ruthlessness.
Like a stubborn lone wolf.
And in his arms, tightly holding a mass of torn and blood-stained clothes, the old clothes he just changed.
Full of blood.
Imprinted with the humiliation and hatred that the boy had suffered.
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In a depressing silence.
Su Yi took a step and came to the golden-robed man.
The golden-robed man was horrified and said in awe: "You...what are you going to do, Heilongwei will never let you go!"
Su Yi grabbed him by the neck, his palms and fingers exerted force, and he knocked him out alive.
Then began to search for souls.
"Who is this guy, so domineering?"
The spectators' hearts trembled, and they were all shocked by Su Yi's neat thunderbolt technique.
After half a sound.
Su Yi retracted his consciousness and frowned.
This guy named Jin Yuanmu was a notorious slave trader. In his memory, there was nothing that Su Yi wanted to know.
Like that young man from the Biwa Spirit Clan, his name is Fang Han.
It was one of a group of slaves that Jin Yuanmu purchased from an underground black market in Bailuzhou, and then brought it to the Black Dragon Market for sale.
As for why Fang Han became a slave, Jin Yuanmu didn't know.
"It seems that this matter can only be asked about the young man named Fang Han."
Su Yi secretly said.
The descendants of the Biqi Spirit Race have become slaves!
This made Su Yi furious, and he also realized that after the eternity of time, some kind of drastic change had already taken place in the Biao Spiritual Race.
"A daring madman who dares to make trouble in the Black Dragon Market, no matter who you are, you will be captured immediately, or you will be killed!"
Suddenly, a violent shout resounded.
A group of black dragon guards came from a distance, all dressed in black black armor, with a chilling breath.
The leader is a tall and arrogant man, holding a sharp Fang Tianhua halberd, and his body is filled with aura that belongs to the real immortal level of the virtual realm.
The man in the golden robe had woken up from a coma and shouted excitedly, "Deacon Wu, help—!"
In the nearby area, an old man couldn't help but persuade him: "Your Excellency, it's better to stop. If you offend Heilongwei, you will really have no way to survive."
Su Yi snorted, and his palms exerted force.
boom!
The figure of the golden-robed man turned into a handful of ashes, and his body and spirit were destroyed.
Everyone trembled in their hearts, almost suspecting that they were wrong.
This is the Black Dragon Market. Immortals have to act according to the rules. Who would dare to kill in front of Heilongwei! ?
The group of black dragon guards had already arrived, and when they saw this scene, their faces darkened.
The tall man at the head was even more murderous, and was completely irritated, "If you madman can leave alive today, I, Wu Qingtian, are your grandson!"
boom!
He raised the Fang Tianhua halberd and was about to start.
But at this moment, he was suddenly stunned, motionless, and his expression kept changing.
Sometimes shocked, sometimes confused, sometimes horrified...
This unusual scene left everyone confused and confused, what is the situation?
"Boss, what's wrong with you?"
A black dragon guard couldn't help asking.
I saw the tall man who called himself Wu Qingtian agitated, as if he had woken up.
Then, under the gazes of all the astonished eyes, Wu Qingtian trotted all the way to Su Yi, clasped his fists and saluted, "Wu is ashamed, he didn't understand the situation, so he took the plunge and hoped that Your Excellency would atone!"
Everyone: "???"
This is the deacon of Heilongwei, a true immortal in the virtual realm.
Before, the murderous intention was violent and aggressive, how could it seem like a person has changed in a blink of an eye?
The black dragon guards who came with Wu Qingtian were also dumbfounded. What is the boss doing?
Apologize to a murderer who wantonly tramples on the rules of the Black Dragon Market?
Su Yi thought about it, thinking of Feng Yeyun, the owner of Buqi, who took the initiative to go to the inn last night and apologized to him in person.
Undoubtedly, someone must have secretly reminded Wu Qingtian to stop Wu Qingtian from doing it, and make Wu Qingtian's attitude change completely!
Thinking of this, Su Yi looked around, but in the end he didn't find any characters worthy of attention.
"Then what do you think we should do today?"
Su Yi asked.
Wu Qingtian took a deep breath and said solemnly: "These slave traders are notorious, guilty, and deserve to die. Your actions can be said to be doing things for the heavens, which is very pleasing!"
Everyone's eyes were dazed for a while, and they all suspected that they had heard it wrong.
Heilongwei, who is the law enforcement officer of the Black Dragon Market, can actually be intimidated by the lewd power of others without obeying the rules?
Simply outrageous!
"So, I can go now?"
Su Yi asked again.
Wu Qingtian hurriedly said: "This is natural. Speaking of which, Wu Mou should apologize to your Excellency, I beg your understanding..."
Su Yi interrupted with a smile: "There's no need for that."
With that said, he walked directly to the young man named Fang Han, waved his hand to smash the chains that bound the young man's neck, hands and feet, and said, "Let's go."
Fang Leng hummed: "Okay, anyway, the young master is not afraid of death, I want to see, what tricks do you want to play!"
Su Yi: "..."
Undoubtedly, this young man also regards him as a person who harbors evil intentions.
Su Yi smiled, without explanation, and walked towards the distance.
Fang Han gritted his teeth and followed.
Until the figures of the two disappeared, Wu Qingtian couldn't help but wipe the cold sweat, and then he completely relaxed.
After that, he glanced at the spectators around him and scolded: "What are you looking at, get out!"
The spectators dispersed in a hurry.
A black dragon guard couldn't help but stepped forward and said, "Boss, why did you just..."
"Where is so much nonsense!"
Wu Qingtian's eyes were cold, he glanced at the black dragon guards, and said solemnly, "Just pretend that nothing happened today, and later you will warn the traders who often sell slaves here, from now on, you must not come to the black dragon market, Otherwise, see one and kill one!"
Everyone was stunned, realizing the seriousness of the problem, and taking orders with awe.
...
Inn.
Qingwei couldn't help but be surprised when she saw Su Yi came back with a ragged, blood-covered boy.
Immediately, she seemed to see something, and said in surprise, "Young Master, is this little guy a descendant of the Ou Ling Clan?"
Su Yi said: "Yes, do you know the current situation of this clan?"
Qingwei was keenly aware that the mood of Lord Dijun seemed to be a little gloomy, and she couldn't help but think for a moment seriously, and said: "As far as I know, this clan suffered heavy casualties in the Xianyun era, and it is suspected that only a part of the clan survived in the world. In the years, I have never heard of this clan again, if it wasn't for the young master to bring this little guy back today, I would have thought that this clan would have been destroyed."
Just saying this, Fang said coldly, "As long as my sister and I are alive, our Bishen clan will never perish!"
The boy's pale and thin face was full of determination.
Su Yi's heart sank, and he said, "So, you and your sister are the only two left in your bizarre clan?"
Fang Han's temperament was obviously very stubborn, and he was not afraid of death. He stared at Su Yi fearlessly and said, "Why should I tell you?"
Su Yi sighed lightly, seeing that the young man was full of wariness towards him.
No matter what you ask at this point, you can't get an answer.
"look."
Su Yi raised his fingertips and outlined them in the void.
In the blink of an eye, as the wisps of spiritual light interlaced, a strange and mysterious pattern emerged. It was a divine beast, stepping on a nebula, holding its head high and roaring, and countless stars fell.
The young man opened his eyes wide, as if in disbelief, "You... how could you thief know the secret method of the conclusion of the 'Ancestral Totem' of my Bishen clan?"
The ancestor totem, just outline it, can reflect and awaken the bloodline power in the descendants of the Biao Spirit Race!
In the past, only the elders with advanced cultivation could master it.
Su Yi touched his fingertips, and the totem turned into a light rain and dissipated, "I have an old relationship with your birch clan, and that's why I will save you at all costs."
Fang Han's expression was cloudy for a while, and after a while, he sneered: "I can't believe you! My elder sister said that my ancestors have guarded the frontier battlefield for generations, killed an unknown number of foreign demons, and made illustrious achievements for the immortal world. But in the end, Those who harmed my clan were not those foreign demons, but people from this fairyland!"
As he spoke, the boy's eyes were red and bloodshot, his face full of uncontrollable grief and hatred, he gritted his teeth and said, "Sister also said that this person from the Immortal Realm is unreliable!"
"So, no matter what you say, I won't believe it!"
"If you want to kill or cut, you can do what you want, and see if the young master will frown!"
After speaking, the young man pursed his lips, his face was full of stubbornness, and he stopped talking.
Qingwei was stunned, her charming and beautiful eyes showed a hint of pity.
How many ups and downs and hardships did this young man have to encounter before he was disappointed by the entire fairyland?
How many times should I be deceived before I no longer trust anyone?
Su Yi was silent for a while, and said, "Qingwei, take him to wash, change clothes, and heal his wounds."
"Yes!"
Qingwei nodded.
Fang Han was stunned, obviously surprised, and immediately sneered: "You want to use your kindness to influence me? Delusional! Young master will not be fooled!"
Qingwei couldn't help but smile and took the boy out of the room.
Su Yi silently sat in the rattan chair, took out the jug and took a sip, but he felt that the immortal brew in his mouth was so bland and tasteless.
He let out a long sigh and murmured, "Wang Ye, even if your emotions and memories didn't affect me, I would never stand idly by in this matter!"
Back then, for the sake of all the living beings in the immortal world, the Biao Ling clan guarded the seventh heaven gate from generation to generation, and sacrificed so many lives and blood in the fight against the alien demon clan.
But up to now, this clan is almost destroyed and withered, not to mention that even the clan members have been reduced to slaves and sold!
Simply ridiculous!
Su Yi felt a sting in his heart when he thought of the bloody boy Fang Han being imprisoned in a cage and being offered and sold like goods.
Those who harmed the Biao Spiritual Race deserved death for their sins! !
"I, Su Yi, come to avenge this revenge!"
Su Yi whispered in his heart, his eyes were deep and calm.
Not long after, Qingwei returned with Fang Han.
The teenager has changed into clean clothes, his long messy hair is tied behind his head, and the wounds on his body have healed, and no scars can be seen.
It's like a different person.
However, that stern and resolute face was still pale and bleeding, and the brows were full of vigilance and ruthlessness.
Like a stubborn lone wolf.
And in his arms, tightly holding a mass of torn and blood-stained clothes, the old clothes he just changed.
Full of blood.
Imprinted with the humiliation and hatred that the boy had suffered.
In a depressing silence. Su Yi took a step and came to the golden-robed man. The golden-robed man was horrified and said in awe: "You...what are you going to do, Heilongwei will never let you go!" Su Yi grabbed him by the neck, his palms and fingers exerted force, and he knocked him out alive. Then began to search for souls. "Who is this guy, so domineering?" The spectators' hearts trembled, and they were all shocked by Su Yi's neat thunderbolt technique. After half a sound. Su Yi retracted his consciousness and frowned. This guy named Jin Yuanmu was a notorious slave trader. In his memory, there was nothing that Su Yi wanted to know. Like that young man from the Biwa Spirit Clan, his name is Fang Han. It was one of a group of slaves that Jin Yuanmu purchased from an underground black market in Bailuzhou, and then brought it to the Black Dragon Market for sale. As for why Fang Han became a slave, Jin Yuanmu didn't know. "It seems that this matter can only be asked about the young man named Fang Han." Su Yi secretly said. The descendants of the Biqi Spirit Race have become slaves! This made Su Yi furious, and he also realized that after the eternity of time, some kind of drastic change had already taken place in the Biao Spiritual Race. "A daring madman who dares to make trouble in the Black Dragon Market, no matter who you are, you will be captured immediately, or you will be killed!" Suddenly, a violent shout resounded. A group of black dragon guards came from a distance, all dressed in black black armor, with a chilling breath. The leader is a tall and arrogant man, holding a sharp Fang Tianhua halberd, and his body is filled with aura that belongs to the real immortal level of the virtual realm. The man in the golden robe had woken up from a coma and shouted excitedly, "Deacon Wu, help!" In the nearby area, an old man couldn't help but persuade him: "Your Excellency, it's better to stop. If you offend Heilongwei, you will really have no way to survive." Su Yi snorted, and his palms exerted force. boom! The figure of the golden-robed man turned into a handful of ashes, and his body and spirit were destroyed. Everyone trembled in their hearts, almost suspecting that they were wrong. This is the Black Dragon Market. Immortals have to act according to the rules. Who would dare to kill in front of Heilongwei! ? The group of black dragon guards had already arrived, and when they saw this scene, their faces darkened. The tall man at the head was even more murderous, and was completely irritated, "If you madman can leave alive today, I, Wu Qingtian, are your grandson!" boom! He raised the Fang Tianhua halberd and was about to start. But at this moment, he was suddenly stunned, motionless, and his expression kept changing. Sometimes shocked, sometimes confused, sometimes horrified... This unusual scene left everyone confused and confused, what is the situation? "Boss, what's wrong with you?" A black dragon guard couldn't help asking. I saw the tall man who called himself Wu Qingtian agitated, as if he had woken up. Then, under the gazes of all the astonished eyes, Wu Qingtian trotted all the way to Su Yi, clasped his fists and saluted, "Wu is ashamed, he didn't understand the situation, so he took the plunge and hoped that Your Excellency would atone!" Everyone: "???" This is the deacon of Heilongwei, a true immortal in the virtual realm. Before, the murderous intention was violent and aggressive, how could it seem like a person has changed in a blink of an eye? The black dragon guards who came with Wu Qingtian were also dumbfounded. What is the boss doing? Apologize to a murderer who wantonly tramples on the rules of the Black Dragon Market? Su Yi thought about it, thinking of Feng Yeyun, the owner of Buqi, who took the initiative to go to the inn last night and apologized to him in person. Undoubtedly, someone must have secretly reminded Wu Qingtian to stop Wu Qingtian from doing it, and make Wu Qingtian's attitude change completely! Thinking of this, Su Yi looked around, but in the end he didn't find any characters worthy of attention. "Then what do you think we should do today?" Su Yi asked. Wu Qingtian took a deep breath and said solemnly: "These slave traders are notorious, guilty, and deserve to die. Your actions can be said to be doing things for the heavens, which is very pleasing!" Everyone's eyes were dazed for a while, and they all suspected that they had heard it wrong. Heilongwei, who is the law enforcement officer of the Black Dragon Market, can actually be intimidated by the lewd power of others without obeying the rules? Simply outrageous! "So, I can go now?" Su Yi asked again. Wu Qingtian hurriedly said: "This is natural. Speaking of which, Wu Mou should apologize to your Excellency, I beg your understanding..." Su Yi interrupted with a smile: "There's no need for that." With that said, he walked directly to the young man named Fang Han, waved his hand to smash the chains that bound the young man's neck, hands and feet, and said, "Let's go." Fang Leng hummed: "Okay, anyway, the young master is not afraid of death, I want to see, what tricks do you want to play!" Su Yi: "..." Undoubtedly, this young man also regards him as a person who harbors evil intentions. Su Yi smiled, without explanation, and walked towards the distance. Fang Han gritted his teeth and followed. Until the figures of the two disappeared, Wu Qingtian couldn't help but wipe the cold sweat, and then he completely relaxed. After that, he glanced at the spectators around him and scolded: "What are you looking at, get out!" The spectators dispersed in a hurry. A black dragon guard couldn't help but stepped forward and said, "Boss, why did you just..." "Where is so much nonsense!" Wu Qingtian's eyes were cold, he glanced at the black dragon guards, and said solemnly, "Just pretend that nothing happened today, and later you will warn the traders who often sell slaves here, from now on, you must not come to the black dragon market, Otherwise, see one and kill one!" Everyone was stunned, realizing the seriousness of the problem, and taking orders with awe. ... Inn. Qingwei couldn't help but be surprised when she saw Su Yi came back with a ragged, blood-covered boy. Immediately, she seemed to see something, and said in surprise, "Young Master, is this little guy a descendant of the Ou Ling Clan?" Su Yi said: "Yes, do you know the current situation of this clan?" Qingwei was keenly aware that the mood of Lord Dijun seemed to be a little gloomy, and she couldn't help but think for a moment seriously, and said: "As far as I know, this clan suffered heavy casualties in the Xianyun era, and it is suspected that only a part of the clan survived in the world. In the years, I have never heard of this clan again, if it wasn't for the young master to bring this little guy back today, I would have thought that this clan would have been destroyed." Just saying this, Fang said coldly, "As long as my sister and I are alive, our Bishen clan will never perish!" The boy's pale and thin face was full of determination. Su Yi's heart sank, and he said, "So, you and your sister are the only two left in your bizarre clan?" Fang Han's temperament was obviously very stubborn, and he was not afraid of death. He stared at Su Yi fearlessly and said, "Why should I tell you?" Su Yi sighed lightly, seeing that the young man was full of wariness towards him. No matter what you ask at this point, you can't get an answer. "look." Su Yi raised his fingertips and outlined them in the void. In the blink of an eye, as the wisps of spiritual light interlaced, a strange and mysterious pattern emerged. It was a divine beast, stepping on a nebula, holding its head high and roaring, and countless stars fell. The young man opened his eyes wide, as if in disbelief, "You... how could you thief know the secret method of the conclusion of the 'Ancestral Totem' of my Bishen clan?" The ancestor totem, just outline it, can reflect and awaken the bloodline power in the descendants of the Biao Spirit Race! In the past, only the elders with advanced cultivation could master it. Su Yi touched his fingertips, and the totem turned into a light rain and dissipated, "I have an old relationship with your birch clan, and that's why I will save you at all costs." Fang Han's expression was cloudy for a while, and after a while, he sneered: "I can't believe you! My elder sister said that my ancestors have guarded the frontier battlefield for generations, killed an unknown number of foreign demons, and made illustrious achievements for the immortal world. But in the end, Those who harmed my clan were not those foreign demons, but people from this fairyland!" As he spoke, the boy's eyes were red and bloodshot, his face full of uncontrollable grief and hatred, he gritted his teeth and said, "Sister also said that this person from the Immortal Realm is unreliable!" "So, no matter what you say, I won't believe it!" "If you want to kill or cut, you can do what you want, and see if the young master will frown!" After speaking, the young man pursed his lips, his face was full of stubbornness, and he stopped talking. Qingwei was stunned, her charming and beautiful eyes showed a hint of pity. How many ups and downs and hardships did this young man have to encounter before he was disappointed by the entire fairyland? How many times should I be deceived before I no longer trust anyone? Su Yi was silent for a while, and said, "Qingwei, take him to wash, change clothes, and heal his wounds." "Yes!" Qingwei nodded. Fang Han was stunned, obviously surprised, and immediately sneered: "You want to use your kindness to influence me? Delusional! Young master will not be fooled!" Qingwei couldn't help but smile and took the boy out of the room. Su Yi silently sat in the rattan chair, took out the jug and took a sip, but he felt that the immortal brew in his mouth was so bland and tasteless. He let out a long sigh and murmured, "Wang Ye, even if your emotions and memories didn't affect me, I would never stand idly by in this matter!" Back then, for the sake of all the living beings in the immortal world, the Biao Ling clan guarded the seventh heaven gate from generation to generation, and sacrificed so many lives and blood in the fight against the alien demon clan. But up to now, this clan is almost destroyed and withered, not to mention that even the clan members have been reduced to slaves and sold! Simply ridiculous! Su Yi felt a sting in his heart when he thought of the bloody boy Fang Han being imprisoned in a cage and being offered and sold like goods. Those who harmed the Biao Spiritual Race deserved death for their sins! ! "I, Su Yi, come to avenge this revenge!" Su Yi whispered in his heart, his eyes were deep and calm. Not long after, Qingwei returned with Fang Han. The teenager has changed into clean clothes, his long messy hair is tied behind his head, and the wounds on his body have healed, and no scars can be seen. It's like a different person. However, that stern and resolute face was still pale and bleeding, and the brows were full of vigilance and ruthlessness. Like a stubborn lone wolf. And in his arms, tightly holding a mass of torn and blood-stained clothes, the old clothes he just changed. Full of blood. Imprinted with the humiliation and hatred that the boy had suffered.
