Soxi is very depressed and helpless now.

There was a girl wearing the same style, white gorgeous long skirt, and was so beautiful that she was standing on the city wall. Many mercenaries guarded the city wall. Some ignorant guys went up to say something dirty, but she slapped her under the city wall and fell to death. This behavior aroused the anger of many mercenaries. As a result, a group of people went up and were wiped out again. They felt something was wrong and hurried to report to Soxi.

Even under the guard of eight earth-level maids, and even though there were a large number of soldiers pulling bowstrings standing in front of him, Soxi still felt that he was unsafe. The woman opposite had a sharp look, like a female lone wolf whose cub was snatched away. He had extremely worried in his eyes, and he had no doubt that as long as he dared to leave the guard for half a step, he would definitely be torn to pieces by the woman in front of him.

Soxi has always heard that the Sun God servant has no feelings, but... he now thinks that those words are nonsense.

"Where is Xiao Song?" the girl asked coldly.

Soxi could hardly speak. The pressure on the girl was too great. He took a lot of energy to recover from the oppression of a top-level strong man. After thinking for a while, he slowly said: "Ms. Bai Min, don't worry, Mrs. Chen Xiansong is in good condition now. When he should go back, I will naturally let him go back to meet you."

"I can't find Xiao Song here." Bai Min's voice was like the cold wind blowing from the snowy mountain peak: "Where have you hidden him? Return it to me quickly, I can't kill you."

Soxi is very self-aware. If Chen Xiansong was not in his hands, he would really not be able to deal with Bai Min. In the current situation, he could only pretend that Chen Xiansong was still in his hands, and then try to delay time: "The Sun God servant has always been kind. Ms. Bai Min shouts to fight and kill as soon as she opens her mouth. It's not appropriate. In addition, the Sun Temple supports Lord Ricardo. Ms. Bai Min, why don't you join us to create a great cause together?"

Bai Min didn't respond to his words, but said even more coldly: "Where is Xiao Song?"

It has long been rumored that the young Sun God servant is very persistent in everything he does, and even to the point of being stubborn. Now it seems that this is true. Soxi sighed and communicated with such a person. As long as the other party thinks that Chen Xiansong is still in his hands, he will have the capital for negotiation for the time being. In this case, confidence is very important, and sometimes there is no need to say too much. He turned around and wanted to leave to show his fearlessness. However, he did not expect that the mercenary next to him shouted: "Be careful, please!"

Then a heavy armored mercenary holding a large shield blocked him. A violent explosion sounded in Soxi's ears. The mercenary blocking in front groaned and retreated a few steps, almost hitting his body. The shouts of killing sounded immediately, and the few mercenaries guarding him rushed forward immediately.

The sound of the ding-dangdang weapon hitting it densely like rain, and a white shadow interspersed among the several black shadows like the wind. Soxi's gaze was not fast enough to see the movements of both sides. But even so, he was still frightened. He had heard that the Sun God servant was outrageously strong, but he didn't expect that he would still not be at a disadvantage in one-to-many.

If the individual is so strong that he can fight against many top mercenaries alone, there is nothing wrong with this. The number of Sun God servants is not large, it is said that there are only a few hundred, so you can win with the sea of ​​people. The real problem is that the Sun God Temple has many weapons left over from ancient times... Some of the incredible weapons are invincible, such as the Holy Light Sword, some can break other people's heads thousands of miles away, and some can destroy a small city.

For thousands of years, there have always been some kings with grass in their heads who want to challenge the majesty of the Sun Temple. Some just want to show their powerful force, and some just want to steal a female Sun God servant home to improve the genes of their descendants. But no matter what kind of stupid king they are, they are dead. They are buried in the waves of history together with their own country.

The two sides fought fiercely, not only the sword energy was scattered, but also various elemental energy flew around. When they hit the nearby ground, a small pit would explode. There is a proverb in the Sun Temple: There is a gentleman who is not enough to be under the collapsed wall. Soxishen agreed and slowly left the battlefield with the remaining three mercenaries.

A mercenary team ran from behind and guarded him up. Just when he was relieved and felt that he was safer, a mercenary dressed in a handsome face and a magician walked to him without knowing his mind, and then put one hand on his shoulder.

"Mr. Soxi, don't hurry to leave!" The craftsman spoke very well, and softly sweared with a bit of mature temptation: "You haven't said it yet, where is my Xiaosong?"

Soxixin turned his head and saw a beautiful face that looked slightly similar to Bai Min. He couldn't help but mutter: "Why is there a Sun God servant following Chen Xiansong... Isn't the Sun Temple standing on our side?"

The next day, Chen Xiansong woke up... He felt a strong herbal smell in his mouth, which passed through his nose and went straight to his forehead. He seemed to be pressing heavily on his body. When he opened his eyes, he found that there were many animal furs piled up on his body. Although it had been processed, there was still a fishy smell, which made him feel very uncomfortable.

Although he had no strength in his body, he was at least a little more energetic. He struggled to sit up and found that the place he was in was strange. There were wooden fences above and around him, which seemed to be a big cage. There was a piece of black cloth outside covering the entire cage. Therefore, the environment he was in was very dark and the air was a little turbid. Finally, he felt that the whole space was shaking constantly.

What is this situation? Chen Xiansong was full of questions and recalled a little, remembering that he seemed to have been robbed by two old guys while he was sick. The passing years were not good. He sighed so, moved his body to the edge of the wooden fence, reached out his hand to lift the black cloth from the gap in the wood.

The sun shone down, and when he suddenly saw the light, Chen Xiansong narrowed his eyes for a while before he got used to it. He found himself in a wooden cage, being transported by a flat carriage. In front and behind him, there was a cage filled with women, and three or four people were crowded together.

In addition to this carriage, there are seven strange cars of the same style in front, back, and left and right, except that the other carriages are equipped with fur, pottery, or weapons and armor.

Seeing Chen Xiansong pulling into a black cloth curtain, a honest-looking boy walked over to him. He put one hand on his forehead to block the dazzling sunshine at noon. While walking side by side with the carriage, he looked up at Chen Xiansong for a while and asked slowly: "Do you feel better?"

The boy looked very ordinary and had no expression in his eyes. He could only use the word honesty to describe his temperament. Chen Xiansong looked at him for a while, nodded, wanted to speak, but felt that his throat was blocked by something. After coughing for a while, he slowly asked in his hoarse voice: "It's better than yesterday. What's the situation now?"

"You asked strangely, I don't understand." The boy pointed to the other party's head, as if he was saying, "You are not awake yet and you are confused."

"Then let me change my intuitive question." Chen Xiansong touched his chapped lips. No wonder he felt a little painful when he spoke just now: "Why am I here? Who are you?"

The boy grinned after hearing this: "You are the most valuable goods in our place, and of course you will live in the best cage. As for who we are, my father is a traveler Jedra, so we are a traveler group."

"I am your goods?" Chen Xiansong asked as he looked at him.

"Yes, my father bought you from an old woman." The boy looked at Chen Xiansong's butt curiously: "You are thin, white and tender, and are more beautiful than all the women I have ever seen. My father said you are a flower man. I want to ask, would you be really happy to be stabbed in the butt by a man?"

This question was very good, and the low-level mercenaries who were in charge of carts and guards next to them laughed arrogantly. The low-level and interesting mercenaries quietly approached a middle-aged man and asked in a low voice: "Employer, I don't want the salary for this mission. You can ask that kid to sleep with me for one night, how about it?"

"While staying there, you can only find a wild warbler in a small hotel, and you still want to find a flower man. Do you really think you have more than a dozen silver coins in one mission?" The middle-aged man is the leader of the business group, Jedra. He said lightly: "I don't think the cost of training him since I was a child. I don't know which noble family came out of the family. I also had fever. I didn't expect that I was picked up by my good luck, and I didn't expect that he had survived the fever. Haha, I really made a profit this time."

This mercenary with a more alternative hobby walked aside angrily. He felt that he had been discriminated against, but he had nothing to say. In the Zhendan Kingdom, the top performers were not as good as the top flower boys, whether they had status or overnight rewards. This unhealthy trend also became popular after it broke into other countries.

Chen Xiansongyuan and the other two were far away and did not hear their conversation. However, after hearing the boy had no malice at all, it made people feel extremely indignant inquiry, he shouted angrily: "Who knows whether it's comfortable? I'm not a flower man!"

Now he already knows what Hua Man means. Although he is still affected by sexual inhibitors and is not very interested in women's physical and sexual interests, he always knows that he is definitely a normal man.

"You are not a flower man, then what are you?" the young man asked.

Chen Xiansong coughed: "I am a soul-thinking person and have a small territory in Graystone Village. Even if you sell me, it will not be worth much gold coins. But if you send me back to Graystone Village, I will pay you a large amount of gold coins. We can talk about how much I want."

After a brief silence, everyone in the convoy burst into laughter, and no one believed his words. A mercenary rubbed the water from the corner of his eyes and said, "Laugh... I'm dying. No wonder the nobles like... the flower-raising man, it turns out that he really... is happy."

Chen Xiansong complained secretly, these people didn't believe him, he didn't even have any. When the people in the convoy finished laughing, Chen Xiansong asked the young man: "Where are you going here?" Where do you want to sell me to?"
Chapter completed!