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This kind of politeness makes Qingniao feel uncomfortable, she is not very good at dealing with the world, and she always has a sense of isolation in her heart when dealing with such familiar scholars or polite strangers.

"It's nothing."

"If you bother the girl somewhere, it's okay to say it."

"It's decent." Qingniao frowned: "You are also here to buy foreign slaves, why pretend to be a scholar and hypocritical."

"I'm a scholar." The white-clothed scholar said helplessly, "And I'm not here to buy a foreign slave. It's too expensive and I can't even afford it."

"Then what are you doing here, to join in the fun?"

"Entrusted by others." The scholar sighed softly, "I have to come."

Blue Bird glanced at him and asked, "What's your name?"

The scholar thought that the topic had been discussed, and replied: "Xiaosheng's name is Qixuan."

"Qixuan, right..." Under the veil, Qingniao showed a hazy and beautiful smile, but her voice was a ruthless and cold warning: "If we meet again next time, remember to stay away from me."

The scholar was silent, it turned out that the conversation was dead.

He didn't understand why this girl's attitude was so inexplicable. He was obviously very popular. Could it be a matter of aesthetics?

In fact, Qingniao was venting his anger on the other party, and he still regretted not being able to speak up two days ago.

Listening to Qi Xuan's words, she felt that this little brat was implying something, which made her feel even worse.

"Girl, I want to explain... I'm really not lying." The scholar still tried his best to regain some impression points.

Qingniao squinted her golden eyes: "You are so warm-hearted, why don't you do me a favor too."

Qi Xuan's attitude was serious: "Girl, please tell me, what's the matter?"

Blue Bird responded with two words: "Shut up!"

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On the other hand, Bai Ge came to the venue of the foreign slave auction.

There weren't too many people at the entrance of the venue. Because of its high price, the foreign slave auction was doomed to be a business for only a few people. The entrance fee alone required a hundred ghost beads.

Of course, Bai Ge didn't have the money, maybe he could get it if he wanted to steal it.

Raising funds was originally part of the test of the mission, but it was clear that Bai Ge had no intention of following the routine.

He walked straight to the main entrance of the auction venue, with a generous attitude like a middle school student rushing to an Internet cafe after class.

A young man in charge of greeting saw him coming towards him, he was very personable and unrestrained.

... must be a big dog!

The boy was all smiles, and was about to say something about the advertisement.

Unexpectedly, Bai Ge interrupted directly, and this opening made the boy stunned on the spot.

"Do you still lack alien slaves here?"

He patted his chest: "I want to sell myself."

Chapter 550: Where is Chapter Nine?Why not wear a mask?

Bai Ge followed the brightly lit dark passage into the backstage of the foreign slave auction.

The boy led the way, came here, and pointed to an iron cage.

"This is your cage... go in."

The boy's voice was very soft, and his tone was very low, a little respectful, but also a little weird.

The other party is an innate master, and the servant already knows it.

Xiantian is equivalent to a great monster, although it is not as high as heaven, but it is also a height that ordinary monsters can't reach in their entire lives.

Only those who are talented or hard-working can step in, and he is still so young, why did such a young heaven come to be a foreign slave?

The guy couldn't figure it out, but the speaker agreed.

They didn't know what they were talking about, and the conversation ended in less than half a stick of incense.

The dignified congenital master became a foreign slave, and he was honestly locked up in shackles, and his face was full of joy.

... This person must have ulterior motives, or something is wrong.

While locking the cage, the boy glanced at the shackles on Singer's wrists.

But even if the shackles have a considerable sealing technique, they are not enough to suppress the innate masters.

So far, there has never been a congenital or a big demon in the auction.

Often masters at this level have their own network of relationships, which can easily attract hatred and sow the seeds of disaster.

Therefore, the foreign slave auction venue only sells for the strange, rare, and weak, which is why it can survive to this day.

Birds of a feather flock together and people are divided into groups, and the heterogeneous will be rejected by the group, even if they are bullied a little, there will be almost no one to stand out for it.

The weak, the bullying is the bullying...the other party can't do anything about it.

If the other party didn't take the initiative to speak up, even if the auction had a hundred courage, they wouldn't dare to sell the innate master as a foreign slave.

When it comes to why the speaker agrees, the boy probably understands.

Firstly, it is judged that although this person is strong, he is still far from being invincible. Even if something happens, he can control it. After all, the adult who controls the black market is a hundred-eyed demon king, famous in both black and white , and the foreign slave trade is one of the industries that the lord is very concerned about.

Second, it needs the other party to help attract attention. After all, even if there are only a few examples of auctions by innate masters, as long as they are not retaliated, it can prove that the foreign slave trade here is booming.

The demon country is so big, there is naturally more than one black market, and of course there is more than one place for this kind of business.

Colleagues are enemies, and if you want to stand out, you always need some novel slaves to catch people's attention. Ordinary is not as good as strange, and what is strange may be appearance, identity, race or even cultivation.

It would be a pity to waste such an opportunity to make a name for yourself, even if the other party really had ulterior motives and really got out of control, he did it on his own initiative, and dying here would also be a violation of the rules.

"The auction will last for several hours, you should take a good rest first."

The servant locked the cage, bent over with a respectful attitude, and retreated from here after patrolling twice.

Bai Ge sat in the cage, resting his chin in one hand.

If you want to sell him, it's either the finale or the main one, and the time must be at the end.

On the contrary, the foreign slaves here were imprisoned in cages of various sizes.

The light was a little dim, but it was still clearly visible.

There are all kinds of people, some are human, some are not human, there are snake girls with incomplete transformation, there are mermaids soaked in water tanks, there are shellfish with hard shells all over their bodies, and there is a giant scallop that repeats itself. Race, the shell was opened, and there lay a soft-bodied creature that was similar to a woman. I couldn't tell what it was... Bai Ge didn't choose to waste his wisdom and foolishness to observe.

He carefully scanned the entire foreign slave venue, most of the foreign slaves were ordinary foreign slaves, there was nothing special about them.

Except for the box that was completely sealed on the outside, the inside could not be seen at all, except for a coughing figure from the back.

This person's hair is blue-gray, his skin is as pale as paper, he is wearing a black robe, and his hands and feet are chained.

He coughed several times from time to time, and it seemed that he was coughing up blood.

"Are you... suffering from a new type of pneumonia?"

Bai Ge asked kindly: "Brother? Tell me? Why don't you wear a mask and go to the isolation room?"

"Cough cough..."

The other party coughed twice, turned his head, and revealed deep and tired eyes under the long blue-gray hair: "Did I bother you... Sorry, I won't recover from this illness for a while."

"It is true that there is no specific medicine yet, but as long as you push it, you can survive it. Don't give up the treatment."

Bai Ge continued to flirt: "But it's not a big problem. This new type of virus has secrets in its heart. It knows the organizational discipline. It will never break out during the conference. If you hold on for a while and find someone to hold two more meetings, it will be fine."

"Ahem, brother, what kind of nonsense are you talking about...I'm not suffering from a minor illness."

The young man turned sideways, and he pointed to his heart: "I am poisoned, the poisonous dragon's fangs have already infected the blood, and they flare up every moment, the pain is unbearable, and there is almost no specific medicine to cure it."

"I think you might need a Gryffindor sword and a weeping phoenix."

Bai Ge rubbed his chin: "It's because you were injured so badly that you just coughed up blood... It seems that your original cultivation base is not low."

"There is no difference between high and low cultivation bases. They are also prisoners, and they will be sold as foreign slaves."

The young man sighed: "As a resident of the underworld, I came to walk in the world, but with a careless move, I was calculated to this point..."

"Understood, you were also stabbed in the back by Er Wu Zai."

Bai Ge sized him up a few times: "Speaking of which, you are quite calm."

"I'm just more content with the situation. Anyway, the situation will not get worse, so I am very calm."

The young man shook his head and said: "Anger and impulsiveness can't bring anything, just stay in the cage for a few more days and you will understand."

"No...I said calm, not calm."

Bai Ge raised his legs: "There is neither impulsiveness nor murderous intent in your eyes. Most of the former masters fall into this field. If they don't rely on hatred to support themselves, or their eyes are gray and their brains are empty, they don't know how to face tomorrow. There's going to be some 'I don't end up well and you don't end up well' kind of craziness, like some bitch who gets sick and hangs around."

"And I can't see the hysterical murderous anger from you, nor the self-exile of giving up hope, let alone madness... This calmness is like..."

He thought about his words, and slapped his thigh: "It's like the little brats who know that they got zero points in the test and want to go back to eat fried shredded pork with a whip, but they go straight to the arcade and Internet cafe without hesitation."

"Your analogy...is wonderful, a bit out of line."

The young man coughed twice again: "But I seem to be able to roughly understand the meaning... What you want to say is the courage to face death as home?"

"No, I'm worthy of being the leader who wants to die as long as I can't die."

Baige Tanshou: "Speaking seriously...you're not too tough, so all that's left is to be calm."

He crossed his hands and leaned back slightly: "I've only seen this kind of calmness in cat writers...the kind of calmness that clearly doesn't have a single word, but can face the readers...just like you are clearly aware of your identity at this moment." Suffering heavy injuries, you are destined to be sold as a human-shaped massage stick for half your life, but you don't care, and you even have the mood to pretend to be from Wuhan here."

"..."

The young man was silent for a moment, this silence not only ignored the second half of the sentence, but also was inexplicable because he didn't know how to answer.

He paused slightly: "You observe very carefully, but I don't comment. Why do you care so much about me, a stranger? Is it because of curiosity?"

Amidst his long blue-gray hair, his gray eyes revealed sharp scrutiny and suspicion.

"No." Bai Ge shook his finger: "Because I'm very busy, I want to chat with someone when I'm free, why not say something nasty?"

"Cough... puff!" The young man covered his mouth and vomited blood on the spot.

"It's the first time I've seen someone vomit blood for three liters." Bai Ge exclaimed 'Wow', like a shameless shepherd dog: "It turns out that words can really hurt so much."