It's not good! All the male protagonists are in love with me

Lan Qingya only felt a chill on her back.

They were covered in dirt and their thin bodies showed signs of long-term malnutrition.

Lan Qingya couldn't describe the feeling and could only recite Ye Youhan's name fiercely in her heart.

After standing there for a while, she pulled Fu Feng towards the group of children.

After all, they were all just children, and when they saw her coming, some of them couldn't hold on any longer and looked anxious.

Lan Qingya felt relieved. This was the proper reaction of a child.

Before they could finish their thought, they saw a short boy jump out from among the children, stand in front of them, and look at Lan Qingya fiercely.

"You and him, where are you from?"

The child looked to be about eleven or twelve years old, with delicate features, and a pair of round almond-shaped eyes, but at this moment there was a fierceness in his eyes.

Lan Qingya could be frightened by a child? She laughed and asked, "Where are you from? How dare you talk to us like that?"

"My family is in Yuncang Country."

"Then how old are you?"

"Eleven years old."

"Then what's your name?"

"I..." He seemed to have lost his memory. He frowned and thought for a long time, and finally muttered, "My name is Eleven."

"You are protecting them like this, are they with you?"

"Of course! I'm the boss, of course I have to protect them!" Eleven raised his chin.

"Then Eleventh Brother, we also need protection, will you protect us?"

"meeting!"

"Thank you, brother Eleven!"

Lan Qingya pretended to be a child and amused the child by shouting without blushing or beating her heart.

Eleven looked at her with shining eyes, and a sense of responsibility arose in his heart. He stretched out his hand and pulled her behind him and said, "You just stand here, and leave the rest to me."

"Ok!"

In just a few words, they have become one camp.

Fu Feng couldn't help but curl the corners of his lips when he saw her coaxing a child.

Lan Qingya observed Eleven's appearance and realized that his memory had been tampered with before he was brought in.

His name is Eleven, probably because he is the eleventh child here.

Regardless of whether the seller is the same or not, they are all numbered uniformly.

And judging from Eleven's attitude, these children must have been together for a long time.

This means that there is a coordinating seller in this industry who collects these children together and transports them here to be sold.

Lantingju also accepted slaves sold by individual traders, such as her and Fu Feng.

After the move, they also provide services to raise the child, which takes time.

No matter what business it is, as time goes on, costs will increase significantly.

This man has a big hand and big ambition.

To put it simply, this matter is a black industry that goes against Duan Muyang's decision. To put it more seriously, as time goes on, a large number of mortal cultivators disappear, which will inevitably attract the attention of sects like theirs.

At that time, an investigation will become inevitable. If it is found that the demon world is responsible, Duan Muyang will not be able to explain himself even if he has a hundred mouths.

It can not only disrupt the situation, but also earn funds to strengthen oneself.

When they came in just now, the one who was supposed to be there said that a child could be sold for 20,000 high-quality magic stones, and that should be just the price for picking up the goods.

It is impossible for Lantingju to act as a middleman without making a profit.

So, on average, the children here can be sold at a very high price.

Double it? Or even higher.

Apparently, dozens of children, or even more, are bought and sold here every month.

As Duan Muyang said, the person who could develop this high-priced business into such a scale could only be the Demon Lord Ye Youhan.

Only he has this condition.

Lan Qingya turned and looked at the other children.

They are still children now. If they want to meet the standards of the demon clan's tonic, they must be given time to grow up.

So today, no, they will not be in danger for decades.

Lan Qingya pondered and looked at the corridors around her.

Behind the crystal glass were demons, looking at these children with great interest.

Although he was wearing a mask, she recognized Duan Muyang at a glance.

He stood in the most conspicuous position on the second floor, with one hand on the glass, as if wanting to touch her.

Lan Qingya lowered her eyes, stopped looking at him, and continued thinking.

After they are marked with their owners, where will they be taken to be kept in captivity?

Like a dog in a cage?

Or build a pigsty for them like a pig?

After all, we are all human beings, so we can’t be that bad, right?

Without a good environment, it will also affect the improvement of your cultivation.

She was a little curious.

The children all stayed together to gain a sense of security.

Lan Qingya watched Eleven walk over and sit down beside her.

The aggressive aura of a young warrior that he had just emanated from was gone, and after sitting down, he showed some calmness.

This is very rare for an eleven-year-old child.

Gululu...

It was Eleven's restless stomach that was rumbling.

Little boys of this age are the biggest eaters.

"Are you hungry?" Lan Qingya asked.

"A little, but it's okay, I can bear it." He smiled at her, looking indifferent.

No matter how old a child is, he is forced to learn to be strong.

Lan Qingya reached out and took out two cakes from her back and handed them to him.

Eleven's eyes widened in shock: "Do you have food?"

She said softly, "The man who sold me in still had some conscience. He said it was the last time he would take care of me, so he brought me in. I'm not hungry, I'll give it to you."

Eleven looked at Fu Feng beside her: "Isn't he eating?"

Fu Feng also shook his head.

He then took it, broke the two cakes into several pieces, and gave one piece to each child.

Although it wasn't much, just enough for one bite per person, he didn't eat it alone.

He was able to share with others in such a life-and-death situation. Lan Qingya was somewhat impressed by this child.

A man on the third floor was looking down at the situation below. He was wearing an eagle mask, and his eyes were sinister and cold.

He unconsciously rubbed the ring finger of his left hand with his right hand, and said coldly to the person next to him: "Thirteen, I want it."

The attendant at Lantingju immediately wrote it down.

At the same time, Duan Muyang on the second floor said the same thing.

The attendant behind him said, "Sorry, it has been reserved."

Duan Muyang's eyes suddenly became sharp: "When did you decide to leave?"

"Just now."

Duan Muyang immediately searched the entire Lanting Residence and finally locked his spiritual consciousness on the eagle-head masked man on the third floor.

He dodged and instantly appeared in front of the man.

Three meters away, blocking his way.

The masked man immediately saw Duan Muyang and made a judgment based on his aura.

He gritted his teeth and took a half step back, his body tense.

Now Duan Muyang is just suspicious and has not confirmed it yet.

The masked man quickly came to this conclusion. He turned to his attendant and said, "What's going on? That person disturbed my rest."

He deliberately lowered his voice. Duan Muyang moved his ears keenly and stared at him.

How could ordinary people be able to match the aura emanating from these two people at this moment?