Once again passing through the war slave, Yan Mo found that the sharp gaze disappeared.

  The war slave is just like other slaves. It is just like a member on the square. The two eyes are like dead fish, staring blankly at the front of the foot.

  The square array was not scattered in the cold and heavy rain, but it was only neat. Yan Mo did not feel any majestic momentum and murderousness, but felt a strange boring and dead scene.

  The Moer Gan, who was leading the way, looked at Yan Mo and looked at the slaves. He immediately smiled and said: "Noble guests, do you want to get a batch of slaves back? These battle trained slaves are the best we have at hand. The batch is what we had after half a year of training and training, everyone is very obedient, as long as you give them a full meal every day, they will do anything for you."

  "How is their fighting power?"

  "All are slaves, this the lowest in the batch has 2nd Rank, the highest is 4th Rank warrior.”

  “4th Rank?” Yuan Ji Tribe’s Chief is only 4th Rank, and Yuan Zhan also said that the highest level of Yuan Ji’s land is 4th Rank, 5th Rank has never been heard of it.

  The Moer Gan person proudly said: "The 4th Rank warrior may be very good in other places, but in our Moer Gan, 4th Rank is just a small leader."

  "How do you control them? Are you not afraid of them running away and resisting?" Yan Mo felt the disappointment from Yuan Zhan, but the words had already been exported.

  The Moer Gan person looked at him with surprise. "Guest, are there no slaves in you? How do you control your slaves?"

  Yan Mo smiled calmly. "I don't care about slaves, I am very busy on weekdays." "

  The MoerGan people guess that this boy who is very easy to feel good and has a high status is likely to be a Priest disciple. Otherwise, it is impossible to have such a powerful blood warrior around him." Moer Gan sneaked a peek at Yuan Zhan, who dared to speak with Yan Mo, but did not dare to answer this.

  Priest disciple, busy studying the inheritance of the Priest, some chores in the tribe they do not know about and it is normal.

  Yuan Zhan whispered: "Don't tell those dirty things to him!"

  The MoerGanpeople, thus affirmed the lofty status of the young priest disciple, bowed their heads, and dared not say anything more.

  The teenager seemed to be very unhappy and glanced at his partner. He was arbitrarily arrogant to the group of slaves. "The slaves, I have to be!"

  Moer Gan stayed. "You, are you all?

  “Right!” The young boy provocatively squatted tall and tall.

  Gao Daqing is young and young, and his brows are wrinkled, but he seems to be helpless to the teenager.

  Yan Mo leaned down and looked at the Moer Gan with a blank expression. "What? Worried that I don't have enough goods to exchange? If you can't do it, go to Qi Yuan."

  This time the Moer Gan is no longer sluggish, but shocked, "Do you know Qi Yuan Da Ren?"

  The teenager seems to be very disdain to answer his question. He only said again: "Now these slaves you pulled out, whether they are slaves or ordinary slaves, as long as they are standing here, I will have it! Do you hear it?"

  Yuan Zhan does not when MoerGan answered, and he whispered to him in disapproval. "Mo, it’s too much, we don't want to bring it back."

  The boy wiped his face with a word of rain: "I said yes."

  Yuan Zhan took a breath, he turned to the Moer Gan who led the road: "Have you heard? The slaves here, all, not one less, we Jiu Yuan want all them here."

  The Moer Gan person smiled and wiped the rain on their faces. Although he had the meaning of recommendation just now, and he did not expect that the other party would not only buy one, but also all!

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  "Oh…… yes, just a lot of slaves you want, I, I need to go to Cai Yu Da Ren, please wait. But rest assured, before that, I will let the slave master not sell these slaves. "

  This incident has had a great impact on the MoerGan people, especially when he heard that the teenager still knows their Qi Yuan Da Ren.

  But the Moer Gan people peeked at the teenager and the tall young man, only to find that they didn’t seem to put such a big thing in their hearts. When they finished, they threw the thought away and walked on. There was no distress or excitement after buying a large number of slaves. Any other emotions are so light, just like buying a few pieces of fur at random.

  This is more than a thousand slaves!

  What is the way to Jiu Yuan Tribe? Looking at wealthy is right, but can they wealthy to buy thousands of slaves at random, how big is such a tribe?

  However, they can call out the name of Qi Yuan Da Ren, even without the title, maybe they are really very strong, is it not that they are coming from The Three Cities river upstream? Maybe they are the affiliated tribes of the legendary The Earth City, just like The Snake-People Tribe from the middle city Baixi City.

  The MoerGan people took Yan Mo and Yuan Zhan into the biggest tent in Moer Gan with a more respectful attitude. After the retreat, they went toCai Yu immediately. He told Cai Yu Da Ren about the incident, especially to tell the other party. The sublime status of the juvenile is so high that the high-ranking blood warriors must also listen to him.

  Yan Mo and Yuan Zhan did not discuss the slaves in advance, but since his own Priest Da Ren had that meaning, Yuan Zhan followed him to sing along with him, and set the matter down on the way.

  Yan Mo didn't actually plan to start as soon as possible, but at the time the opportunity was just right. He couldn't forget the eyes and didn't want to regenerate the waves. He simply set the person down first.

  Sometimes you have to admit that some people have something that will upset your original plan and make you have to rethink him.

  "Look at the slave?" Yuan Zhan glared at him, whispering.

  Yan Mo felt that this was a bit subtle, and she looked down at the youth.

  "That is The Eé Ying tribe?" Yuan Zhan asked again.

  Yan Mo shook his head. "Look at the face, they don't look the same."

  "Don't let him join your guard." Yuan Zhan looked at the people in the tent and couldn't refuse it.

  "……hehe!" Yan Mo laughed silently, grabbing the young man's palm and rubbing it. The rough, thick, knuckles of the palms were not smooth, but he squeezed very hard.

  Yuan Zhan held him back.

  Yan Mo pinched back with more force.

  Yuan Zhan's expression has not changed, but the palm is relaxed, letting his Priest pinch his hand as a fore play.

  "He won't join my guard, Jiu Yuan has too many Yuan Ji warriors, the warriors' heads are also Yuan Ji people, and this is not conducive to tribal development. There used to be no good seed, the war slave…… I hope he can become another Zheng."

  "You do not believe in Zheng?”

  "No, I believe in him, but for Jiu Yuan to develop we need at least three men who have Zheng combat effectiveness, prestige and warrior management capabilities.”

  "But also completely loyal?"

  "Be loyal and not loyal doesn't matter, as long as they don't betray me and Jiu Yuan." Yan Mo never believes that people are completely loyal, and he doesn't mind people being selfish.

  Yuan Zhan nodded and accepted the matter.

  Just as the two whispered, the people who came were also coming seven or eight.

  The tent was round, and the incoming people also stood loosely into a large circle.

  Yan Mo feels that the MoerGan people are very smart. This arrangement completely avoids the problem of row seats and does not intentionally separate some hateful tribes. The passer-by is only responsible for bringing people in, and you have to go stand wherever you want.

  As it is now, in a clockwise direction, the people of the Earth Cliff Tribe stand at two o'clock and are closest to Jiu Yuan. He and Yuan Zhan stood in about three o'clock, and The Snake-People Tribe might think they were more suitable for the interaction and stood on the other side of them.

  The Snake-People Tribe are near The Huang Jing Tribe, and Huang Jing Tribe stood about five o'clock. Aside from the side there is quite a large space, about eight o'clock station is The Wild Hills, The nine-o’clock are next to the Noji people is the Bi Xian.

  At 12 o'clock there is a stone platform that is flattened by a large stone.

  The tent opened again and Yan Mo and Yuan Zhan saw the acquaintance.

  Qi Yuan followed behind an old man and entered the tent with a group of warriors. When he looked up, and he saw two characters who he did not expect to appear here!

  Yan Mo smiled at Qi Yuan.

  Qi Yuan bowed his head and looked down. There were a lot of people in the tent. It was not a good place to say hello. Although he didn't want to let these two people appear in this city, but people have already come, and he can't make them go away, at most, he wanted to ask the other party to try not to use red salt as an exchange.

  I hope they have not yet taken out the red salt!

  Qi Yuan feels that these two people are not likely to make such low-level mistakes unless they really don't care about Moer Gan at all.

  The people from Ding Yue Tribe followed Cai Yu at the end and walked behind the stone bench at 12 o'clock.

  Moer Gan's people accounted for eleven o'clock.

  Cai Yu cleared his throat and raised his hand. "Honorable guests, I think everyone knows what to exchange for this small market. The guests Ding Yue Tribe will take out the treasures they found in a certain place, if there are people in here who want them, then please take out your exchanges and exchange them, if Ding Yue Tribe feels right. In addition, I think everyone knows the rules of the market no forced exchange, if you have any thoughts like that, you can leave Moer Gan, no matter what you do, and Moer Gan will not interfere!"

  Straightforward! Yan Mo feels like he is participating in a black market transaction, but in fact it is the most orthodox "official" trade fair scene.

  Perhaps it is related to the degree of civilization. Cai Yu's beginning is not only straightforward, but even the hype and the minimum introduction are not given. The title is directly given to the Ding Yue Tribe to show them their goods.

  The Ding Yue Tribe came up with no nonsense look and, and the youthful man asked the four warriors to put the packages on their backs on the stone platform and open one of them first.

  "The land of this ruins is on a mountain far from my tribe. We don't know what method to use to make a big hole in the cliff. Some of the holes still have traces of people living." The youthful man explained as he opened the parcel.

  The old man around Tu Hou is like seeing joke with Tu Hou. He said: "It sounds like the lifestyle of our Earth Cliff people."

  Yan Mo thought, no wonder The Earth Cliff Tribesmen, who used to drill caves on the mountain wall looked like caveman, would it be a cave house like the loess high slope?

  The youthful man smiled at the old man on the cliff and opened the parcel. "This is what we found in one of the caves. We don't know what it is, what it is made of but it is very strong. If you have anyone who is interested, Please take out your goods and we will exchange them on the spot."

  Everyone was focused on the stone platform.

  The parcel was opened, and there was a disc with a hole in the middle with a diameter of about 50 cm and a thickness of only about 2 cm.

  Everyone has a word in mind at the same time: What the heck is it?

  Yan Mo is no exception. He looked at Yuan Zhan side by side and counts on the other side to recognize.

  Yuan Zhan’s expression was a little weird. After a while he bent down at Yan Mo’s ear: “It looks like a stone, but it’s not a stone.”

  Yan Mo’s heart is not a stone? That should not be metal, otherwise people in Ding Yue should be able to see it.

  The youthful man added there: "This thing is made of stone. It is very hard. We thought it was a shield at first, but the hole in the middle was very big. Later, our Old Priest saw it, he said that it is very likely to be part of a certain instrument." The whisper sounded in the tent, and everyone in the tribe struggled to tell what it was.

  Although the things in the land of the ruins are precious and scarce, if you can't tell what it is, then you don't know what it is, and it is just a waste and it is just a waste in the tribe.

  Yan Mo stepped forward. "Can I look closer?"

  The youthful man paused and nodded. "Yes."

  Not only Yan Mo, but also other tribes have come to see it. Interestingly, except for Yan Mo, other people who come up are older, and at least they are all middle-aged.

  Yan Mo looked and touched again. He guessed that the disc was probably a bone, but he even figured out that it was a bone, and he didn't know what it was.

  Just as he put his right hand on the disc and asked to ask The Guide, the elders of Huang Jing Tribe and The Snake-People Tribe also recognized the material of the object and shouted at the same time: "This is it a bone??”