If a middle-aged man dared to stand in front of Chen Xiansong and say this, he would have to spit on the other side. Xiao Min's body was slippery and soft, and there was a pleasant smell. I don't know how comfortable it was to pick it up, but it was simply unreasonable to compare the city wall with Xiao Min.

Of course, Chen Xiansong did not know the conversation between the middle-aged man and the man in black. He followed the stairs and passed at least three verification lines, and finally arrived at the entrance. The deeper he went underground, the heavier the noise he heard. When he reached the ground floor, he pushed open a wooden door, and the buzzing voices surged out like a tide of unblocking.

Chen Xiansong walked in and found that this was a huge underground space, somewhat similar to the underground mall in the New Human Era. However, there were no bright lights and excellent ventilation ducts. Only small crystals were used as light sources, so it looked very dark, the air was also very turbid, full of sweat-acid smell.

The wooden door behind him closed, and Chen Xiansong looked at the countless people in front of him: "Where did they come from? I didn't see anyone coming in on the way he came just now."

"There is more than one entrance here," Locke Subaru explained, his eyes patrolling everywhere, and finally landing on a dealer selling arms.

Because the things traded here cannot be seen, even the seller is wearing a black robe and a mask. The masks prepared by each person are different, and most of them are mainly ferocious, which makes the entire underground mall dance and the vicious energy is scattered. The little guy seems to be afraid of such a place, so he dare not let go of Chen Xiansong's clothes when he pulls Chen Xiansong's clothes.

Lock Subaru came to the military dealer he had just noticed and picked up a scimitar. The emblem on the hilt had been worn off with a blunt weapon, but Lockson only touched it twice. Then he sighed: "You can actually sell the standard weapons of the Royal Guards, as if they are really good at all."

The seller wearing a clown mask leaned forward slightly and said, "The family is poor, so I can only endure the pain of selling it for a little money."

"How many do you have? How do you sell it?" Locke put down the scimitar in his hand.

"I have three thousand weapons, armor and shields each." The seller's voice came out of the mask, with some distortion: "As for the price, it depends on how much you want."

"One thousand each, what is the price?" asked Locke Subaru.

The seller first raised a finger and then put a slap out. Locke summoned his chest and thought for a while, and said, "It's too expensive, can it be cheaper."

The seller thought for a while, and the slap he put out took back a thumb: "This is the final price, it cannot be lower. Since you know that these are royal weapons, you will know their quality and know how difficult it is to get them from the royal city. I am a conscientious price, if it is not a shortage of money, we are not going to sell it."

Lock Subaru thought for a while and said, "Disclaimer. Then let's go to the CSI Office?" He said, "Grandpa, I'll go and have a walk first. You can stroll around. I will have someone leave a carriage waiting for you outside until you come back."

Chen Xiansong nodded.

After Locke left, the little guy pulled Chen Xiansong's clothes and walked forward. This seemed to be an ordnance area. Women were born not interested in these things. They walked forward for a while, and the goods on both sides gradually changed. Many young and beautiful girls and women were locked in iron cages, and occasionally there were strong or handsome men. Chen Xiansong sighed, thinking that this should be a slave area.

Chen Xiansong felt a little uncomfortable, but he knew very well that it was the dark age and such things would inevitably happen. He was not a savior, nor was he a great hero or a big man, and a person could not change the world.

The little guy is used to these situations. Her childhood experience has made her already recognize the world. Now the people who can support her soul and those who are worthy of her trust are not as beautiful as Chen Xiansong. She looked at the girls around her who were locked in cages, so she was thinking just now: If she hadn't met a teacher, she would definitely be bullied by the fat little nobleman, and after several changes, or come to this place and locked in the same cage.

Thinking of this, she was both afraid and happy. Fortunately, I met a teacher, and fortunately I had a teacher.

Bai Min had no idea about this at all. In her eyes, except for Xiao Song and Qianxin, there were also little guys and Alice. The rest were all wild animals and were not worthy of her attention.

After passing the slave area, more things can be seen. This is the last area, and all kinds of strange things are sold. It is normal for stolen calligraphy and paintings and jewelry to be stolen here. In addition, there are also some very unique things, such as the underwear of the current queen of Kate Kingdom...the price is 20,000 gold coins on it, which surrounded many people, and there seemed to be a dispute.

Since Chen Xiansong and the others entered here, people have been staring at Bai Min. It is not that someone can see Bai Min's appearance clearly through the mask, but that the starry-shining "microcomputer" next to her ears was already very eye-catching during the day, and at night, it is even more eye-catching.

Fortunately, the reputation of this thing has not yet spread, so few people can infer who she is from this thing.

With this "ear jewelry", Chen Xiansong naturally would not help Bai Min buy any jewelry. He was very interested in those calligraphy and paintings. The painting technology of this era is far from being compared with the 22nd century. Not to mention everyone, most of the painting standards are not even comparable to those of him. After all, Chen Xiansong used to be free from food and clothing, and he only needed to learn and specialize in such skills. Even if he couldn't draw well, new humans would support him for the rest of his life. This painting created without any pressure has a very unique aura. In other words, it has produced its own style. This is already half a foot into the ranks of masters. All he lacks is the precipitation of time and emotions.

So no matter how many times he had, he would lose interest.

After walking for a while, Bai Min was unwilling to step forward. She grabbed Chen Xiansong's clothes and said softly: "Smell."

Chen Xiansong sniffed hard. The sour smell of sweat here is indeed stronger than before, but Bai Min has never had any abnormalities before, so why is this happening now?

Feeling Chen Xiansong’s question, Bai Min explained: “The smell in front is as smelly as the bag Xiaosong brought back last time. It’s there!”

Following the direction Bai Min pointed, Chen Xiansong looked over and saw many people surrounding a stall, his vision was blocked, and he couldn't see clearly what was inside. He recalled for a while. Bai Min did say that something was smelly before. It was a bag containing purple powder. It was delicious and was given by some strange friend, but Bai Min didn't like it, so he wrapped it with a lot of things, so he barely let Bai Min smell the odor.

It tastes the same as that bag, doesn't it?

Chen Xiansong suddenly felt a sudden heart, walked up and pushed the crowd away. Sure enough, he saw a cage in front of him, and a white thing was lying in it. He snatched the elemental crystal lamp on the table next to him and tempted the iron cage to illuminate it. The white things were a humanoid creature with scales all over his body and lying on his back against the outside.

Dragon clan.

He took a light breath, and although he was not convinced, he called softly: "Annie?"

The dragon man did not respond. Everyone around pointed at the inside. It was really strange that a dragon man appeared here. Someone asked the seller: "Your Excellency, this should be a dragon clan. You dare to sell it, so you won't have your life. What if other dragon clans come to you?"

"Hey, I've never been afraid of selling it."

"The problem is that it's useless to buy it back. Can you use it to warm the bed?"

"It can really warm the bed." The seller laughed and said, "This is a female dragon man. After awakening, she will become like us humans. You should also know how beautiful the women of the dragon clan are."

Hearing this, the people around him were moved.

At this time, someone snorted coldly: "Don't you understand bullying us? If the dragon people want to awaken, they must be in their own clan."

Chen Xiansong was silent for a while and asked, "Seller, what's wrong with this dragon man? Is he dead?"

"Who sells dead things? It's bad luck." The seller snorted: "It's usually too noisy and fierce. In order not to affect transportation, I used special potions to make it dizzy."

Chen Xiansong paused for a while and said, "How did I know it is not dead or is about to die? Can you wake it up? If it is lively, I can consider buying it."

"You said that." The seller didn't think much about it. He spent a lot of time and money to transport this thing into the underground black market. As a result, for several days, no one dared to ask for it. Now he just wants to get it out quickly. Even if he loses a small amount of money, it doesn't matter. Just take back most of the principal.

The seller took out a small porcelain bottle from his clothes, pushed aside the cork, and poured out a few water stains into the cage. Not long after, the dragon man moved, then she suddenly rose up, grabbed the iron cage strip and roared, and a strong sense of anger burst out from its body, and the people around him couldn't help but retreat for a few minutes.

Bai Min walked up and stood behind Chen Xiansong. The little guy hid behind Chen Xiansong and looked at him curiously.

Chen Xiansong squatted down and looked at the other party carefully, looking at its green eyes, its slender claws, the white teeth exposed when it roared, and its extremely graceful figure. It seemed that it also felt Chen Xiansong's look at it, and it became a little quieter. Then it also looked at Chen Xiansong, making a deterrent sound like a lion's roar from time to time.

"Annie." Chen Xiansong shouted softly.

The dragon man suddenly stopped and showed a puzzled expression.

"It's you, indeed." Chen Xiansong reached into the cage.

"No, be careful she bites you." The seller shouted hurriedly.

The dragon man grabbed Chen Xiansong's hand and sniffed it gently, and his eyes gradually became brighter.
Chapter completed!