Volume 2 The Age of Mountains and Seas Chapter 19 Slave
Three or five players walked by while chatting and laughing, followed by a woman with drooping eyebrows, delicate appearance, and graceful body. One of them had scales on his face, and sharp scales and claws were occasionally exposed as his sleeves swayed, and there were two sides of his mouth.
A long red beard trembled, and he spoke human words: "Second brother, the women I caught from Cuicang Mountain are no worse than your slaves, haha..."
"Well, well, it's not bad." The other man had a white face and no beard, but he had wings on his back, which were tightly gathered behind him. He looked handsome and distinguished, and replied noncommittally.
Wu Qi listened to the chatter and laughter floating in his ears, and saw the panic look on Feng Ling's face again. He felt a little pity, but he was helpless. He could save one, but he couldn't save so many NPCs. After all, for the NPCs in the game
A climate of wanton plunder and murder has been formed for mankind. The game company actually ignored it. I don’t know if they don’t want to take care of it, or because the time ratio between inside and outside the game is too different, and they don’t have time to react.
Wu Qi stepped forward, patted Feng Ling on the head and said, "Don't be afraid, as long as I'm here, nothing will happen." Feng Ling's big eyes flashed, she lowered her head in fear, and hugged the pottery tightly with both hands.
"This pottery is..." Wu Qi looked at the familiar pottery and couldn't help but ask again.
"***, you still dare to run. Brothers and sisters, help me, catch that slave..." A roar came from the distance, interrupting Wu Qi's question again, and there was a sound of fighting and light in the distance.
It was everywhere. When many players passing by heard the sound, they couldn't help but feel excited on their faces. They stood up, or flew through it as fast as the wind, heading towards the sound.
"Let's go take a look!" Wu Qi hesitated for a moment, stretched out his hand to pull Feng Ling, and led her around from the air.
I saw a dozen players surrounded from top to bottom, left and right, and two people in the field were laughing and beating up a strong NPC man - naturally they couldn't be players. If they were players, they would have been offline immediately if they saw something bad.
Therefore, generally speaking, fights between players will not last too long. Either they will kill in one hit, or someone will escape. After all, rebirth after death is full of too many unknowns, and all the belongings on the player will be lost.
Of course, the "Administration Bureau" has launched a "personal warehouse" with the "Supervision Artifact", and with the function of the artifact, it can identify the identity of players who have died countless times, so there is no need to worry about not being able to get back the things stored in it.
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Although everything returned to the state of primitive society in the blink of an eye, old players during the public beta period found it extremely inconvenient, but for new players, all these primitive things are so accustomed and natural.
"I told you to run again, I told you to run again, hehe!" Among them, the thin man with an aquiline nose sneered, flashing vicious eyes, and his body swayed quickly beside the strong NPC man who was screaming repeatedly, and the soles of his feet were curled up.
Visible Feng Xuan, holding a sharp black hammer in his hand, stabbed the NPC with left and right movements.
The poor NPC was a big and thick man. He rushed left and right from time to time, but he was helplessly bounced back by the players around him, laughing and throwing light curtains, or directly kicked him back into the field. The old gray gown on his body had long been torn to pieces, revealing
The muscles are shiny and strong, but the flesh and blood are blurred and dripping with blood. It's so pitiful.
Feng Ling screamed, turning her head and leaning tightly on Wu Qi's shoulder, not daring to look any further.
Wu Qi shook his head and quickly flew away from the noisy and playful crowd. Under unrestrained conditions, the ugliness of human nature was fully exposed. The first things to develop were slavery, pornography and violence.
"Okay, it's okay." Wu Qi looked at Feng Ling, who still had some scars on his body, and said in a gentle tone. He couldn't help but reach out and touch the pottery. Feng Ling shrank suddenly, lowered his head, and let his hair become messy.
After criticizing him, he started to cry softly.
Wu Qi hurriedly stretched out his hand, and couldn't help but feel extremely depressed. ***, although it's not unique to treat NPCs like him, I'm afraid there are only a few. He said in a muffled voice: "Stop crying, I won't steal your things."
The crying sound stopped, and the thin body trembled helplessly.
"This... I just think this pottery looks familiar, just take a look." Wu Qi looked at Feng Ling, sighed and explained, what kind of world is this: "Oh, forget it, you go home."
"They are not good people, ugh~ our village was burned down, and everyone was captured and sold as slaves." Feng Ling suddenly raised her head with a choked voice, tears streaked on her face, and a look of hatred in her eyes: "Our sacred beast will not
I will spare you."
Wu Qi couldn't help but asked, "What mythical beast?" Feng Ling stared at Wu Qi with cold eyes, biting her lower lip tightly with her white teeth, and she stopped talking.
Which code is this? Is it wrong to be nice to the NPC? Wu Qi couldn't help but scratch his head and threw Feng Ling here. It wouldn't be appropriate if he was caught again, but judging from the way she suddenly became cold, it was probably
I remembered the bad things the player had done to her village, but there was no way to continue the stalemate.
"Boss, boss, what are you doing?" A gust of wind came with a familiar voice. Xiaobao appeared beside the two of them calmly. As soon as he stood firm, his eyes looked up and down at Feng Ling.
With Feng Ling's little face stained by tears, she immediately turned to Wu Qi and asked with some dissatisfaction: "Damn it, without Mirror Gu, it's really inconvenient to find someone. You said we were meeting next to the ancient hall of the Administration Bureau.
, why did you come so far and made me look for someone everywhere?"
"Who told you to come so late?" Wu Qi shrugged, then looked around and asked, "Where are the second and third children? Why aren't they with you?"
"Well, isn't it over there?" Wu Qi followed Xiao Bao's eyes and looked up at the sky. It turned out that the two bully men had actually flown over from the sky, swaying across the market on Pan Shi's bamboo slips.
"Hey, boss, what did you do to this little sister? She's disheveled. Could it be that you..." Pan Shi looked at Feng Ling in surprise as soon as he landed, and his eyes deliberately looked at Wu Qi with a bit of contempt. Wang Tian looked at it with a smile.
Holding the bell, there was a thoughtful look in his eyes.
"Haha, how could I bully a girl? She said that I saved her from the slave traders. Hey, why are you looking at me like that? I don't mean that." Wu Qi looked at Wang Tian and the others with surprised expressions.
His eyes wandered back and forth between himself and Feng Ling, his face felt a little hot, and he hurriedly waved his hands to explain.
"Well, she looks good, and she's still young. I can't tell that the boss is a pedophile, tsk tsk!" Xiaobao looked up and down at the glaring Feng Ling, and finally saw that although her face was a little dirty,
She is still very beautiful, but her eyes have not been taken back...
"It doesn't matter, it doesn't matter. Anyway, you are in a very difficult period of lovelorn. It might as well find someone to comfort you." Pan Shi pretended to understand and patted Wu Qi's shoulder. He watched Wu Qi's face slowly turn red and said happily.
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Wu Qi couldn't help but look at Wang Tian for help, waved his hands and said: "Ahem, cough, this is it! We are not that kind of people, we really like to help others. You see, the little girl thinks that I am one of the slave traders.
,Ignore me now.”
"Haha, everyone is kidding you! Anyway, you just want to save her. If she doesn't want to go with you, just let her go wherever she wants. Why bother?" Wang Tian looked at her for a few seconds.
Feng Ling, holding the pottery, said to Wu Qi.
"You've picked up a hot potato. Let her leave alone now. Seeing as she is like this, she will probably fall into the hands of the slave traders again, so all your efforts will be in vain." Wu Qi looked at Feng Ling in distress and said: "
Besides, she said their village was burned down and they have nowhere to go now, trouble, trouble."
"Don't worry about it!" Feng Ling said coldly, then suddenly turned around and left. Wang Tian shrugged helplessly, looked at Wu Qidao, and said to the lonely figure: "Now your trouble is solved.
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Wu Qi's mind was spinning. On the one hand, he was worried that Feng Ling would be easily recognized as an NPC and would be caught again. On the other hand, he was worried about the pottery in her hand, so he hurriedly shouted: "Come back!" There was an invisible meaning in his voice.
There was a shaking and buzzing sound, and Feng Ling, who had only taken a dozen steps, staggered and fell to the ground, with the pottery rolling to the side.
A look of surprise flashed in Wang Tian's eyes, and he saw a hint of gold suddenly appear on the black appearance of the pottery. Just as he was about to speak, he realized that the brothers had obviously noticed something strange about the thing that fell from the little girl's hand. Four
The people looked at each other, flew past each other in a square shape, and surrounded Feng Ling tightly without seeming to care.
Wu Qi made his hands like claws, and took the pottery into his hands with a single shot. Feng Ling couldn't catch it in time, and watched helplessly as the precious thing fell into the hands of the person in front of him who didn't know whether he was cute or hateful. He couldn't help but feel sad, and he sat on the ground and shouted.
burst into tears.
"It's strange, why is there no reaction?" Wu Qi ignored Feng Ling for the time being and looked at the familiar pottery carefully. Listening to Feng Ling's cry, he frowned and handed the pottery to Wang Tiandao: "This thing is very weird.
, the antique I have at home is almost exactly the same as this one except for being a bit old. I didn’t expect that something similar would appear in the game. Is it a coincidence?”
"Well, it's a bit similar, weird and weird!" After being reminded by Wu Qi, Pan Shi and Xiaobao also looked at the pottery in Wang Tian's hand with confusion. Wang Tian nodded and looked around, no one was paying attention, and whispered: "
By the way, did you also see that strange light just now?"
"Get up, hey, if you cry again, I'll sell you out!" Xiaobao shouted viciously to Feng Ling. Sure enough, Feng Ling stopped crying immediately and covered her mouth with both hands to try not to let out the cry.
Wu Qi looked at Feng Ling and smiled bitterly: "It's not good to be nice to her, and it's not good to be cruel to her. It's really hard to be a human being these days, that..."
A sudden thunderbolt in the clear sky interrupted Wu Qi's words. A black flame with white light and awe-inspiring momentum came from afar, and a solemn and majestic voice came first: "Who are you, how dare you insult my people?" The sound was like this.
Hong Zhongda Lu and Wu Qi couldn't help but feel their hearts skip a beat. Players around him who were slightly weaker looked like they had been struck by lightning, fell to the ground, or looked pale and shaky.
Feng Ling, who was sitting on the ground, was not affected by the sound and looked up at the sky as if nothing happened. She suddenly showed a look of surprise and shouted "Mythical beast, help!", struggled to get up and knelt down on the ground.
