"You are just thinking about causing damage when you first come here. Xiao Xiao, you are really becoming more and more unkind." Tang Nazhi looked at Shen Yanxiao with a smile. Although the reputation of the Forgotten Trace is very great, the combat effectiveness here is very low. Except for those who are hiding. The desperadoes who took refuge here and the other slave owners were simply scum with only a combat power of five.
"If you don't like it, you can just watch from the side." Shen Yanxiao raised his eyebrows.
Tang Nazhi chuckled.
"No, how can I be omitted from such an interesting thing as beating up criminals? I am an ambassador of peace who always advocates justice." Just kidding, how could he be omitted from such an interesting thing? Looking at those fat-headed and big-eared people, As a slave owner, Tang Nazhi really wanted to have "close contact" with the pig heads with the heavy sword in his hand.
"Ahem, I thought our goal this time was the Broken Star Palace." Qi Xia looked at Shen Yanxiao and Tang Nazhi, who were planning to completely destroy the slave trade in the Forgotten Trace, and held his forehead in silence. At this time, his sense of justice was overwhelming. Is there really no problem?
"Brother Si Yu said that if we want to enter the depths of the Forgotten Trace, we have to pass through this area. Behind the products at the top is the real entrance." Shen Yanxiao naturally did not forget the true purpose of their trip. .
Strangely enough, the people living in the Forgotten Trace seem to have long forgotten that there is more area to utilize in the Forgotten Trace. Even though the place is already crowded like this, they have no desire to continue to expand inward.
The group of people circled around the end of the Forgotten Trace several times, but it was blocked by tall pavilions, making it impossible to pass, and the road ahead was blocked.
It was already noon, and Shen Yanxiao and the others were resting in a simple restaurant. Many people came to the Forgotten Trace to buy goods in the small restaurant. Several waiters in dirty clothes were serving food non-stop. Black steel rings can be seen on their necks. It is obvious that these waiters are also slaves sold as commodities in a sense.
Qi Xia took advantage of the time when the food was being served to chat with the waiter.
From the other party's mouth, they learned that the people in the Forgotten Traces had no idea that the Forgotten Traces could continue to extend.
For the people here, the trace of forgetfulness is so big. As for what is behind those pavilions, no one can tell.
It can be said that this place has been planned since the first batch of merchants entered the Forgotten Trace.
People who entered the Forgotten Trace later silently lived according to their original plans.
"I always feel that all this was arranged by Broken Star Palace in advance. If they wanted to hide their location, they might have sealed the entrance to the Trace of Oblivion from the beginning, creating an illusion for the world." Qi Xia Touching his chin, he realized that the first people to build houses and trade in the Forgotten Trace were most likely members of the Broken Star Palace.
"So, what you are saying is that the slave trade here is secretly operated and tacitly approved by Broken Star Palace?" Tang Nazhi was a little dumbfounded. Although Broken Star Palace no longer has a good reputation, it was a place for human heroes a long time ago. palace.
When the story about this hero secretly engaging in slave trading came to light, it was unbelievable no matter how you thought about it.
"They are not good people to begin with. The inheritance of fighting spirit and magic means forcibly depriving other strong people of their power?" Yang Xi snorted coldly, quite disdainful of such a sanctimonious organization.