But all of them had sad faces, as if they had tasted all the bitterness of life.
They basically don't have any decent clothes.
Most of them are animal skins, and important parts are tightly covered.
What caught Xiao Changfeng's attention the most.
Their hands and feet are tied.
A long dark green vine strung together ten barbarians.
Like a grasshopper on a rope.
There are thirteen similar teams.
That is, there are a total of one hundred and thirty barbarians.wavv
Only a small number of these barbarians are in their prime.
Most of them are old, weak, women and children.
Around the team, there were several barbarians wearing rattan armor and holding bamboo and wooden spears.
They travel abroad as if they are a guard in custody.
"Elder Xiao, these are slaves, they should be sent to Jiyang City!"
The Deer Spirit Saint is no stranger to this kind of team.
At this time, he opened his mouth to explain to Xiao Changfeng.
"The barbarians are warlike and often fight between villages. The defeated villages will all become slaves and be slaughtered and bought and sold at will."
"Most of them are old, weak, women and children. After all, they are weak in combat and can only be enslaved."
"As for the large-scale sacrificial ceremonies in Yangji City, countless barbarians and monsters are sacrificed at each meeting, and the barbarians are naturally such slaves."
The voice of Saint Deer Spirit is clear and clear.
Even thunder and heavy rain cannot cover it up.
Therefore, Xiao Changfeng quickly understood the origin and role of this team.
This is the custom of southern Xinjiang.
Every time there is a sacrifice, a lot of sacrifices are given.
Among them, humans and monsters were the main part of the sacrifices.
Primitive, bloody, cruel.
This is the sacrificial ceremony of southern Xinjiang.
There are sun worship activities held every hundred years in the city.
It is even more grand.
All barbarian villages will bring out their own slaves.
Send it to Jiyang City as a sacrifice.
If there are no slaves.
Some useless people will also be selected from within the village.
Now the Yang Sacrifice Ceremony and Wizards Conference in Yang Sacrifice City are about to begin.
The closer you get to Jiyang City, the more you can see this kind of slave team.
"Hurry up, if you miss the time, labor and management will skin you alive!"
A heavily armed barbarian warrior roared.
I saw a skinny old barbarian walking forward with difficulty.
The old barbarian was already weak.
Coupled with the coming of heavy rain.
Soon he collapsed.
The heavily armed barbarian warrior checked it out.
When he found that the old barbarian was dead, he cursed and kicked him.
Then he ignored him and continued to urge other slaves.
Each of these slaves was extremely thin.
Coupled with this sudden heavy rain.
Suddenly many people fell down.
It's a pity that the barbarian warriors have no intention of letting them stop.
Still urging him hard, if he didn't go away, he would attack with bamboo spears and wooden spears.
in their eyes.
Slaves are no longer barbarians.
It's not even a person anymore.
Xiao Changfeng watched with cold eyes and had no intention of taking action.
Everything in the world has its own laws of operation.
Xiao Changfeng will not be a good person.
What's more, there are too many suffering people in the world.
He can save one, but he can't save them all.
If that's the case, why force it?
"Ignore it and move on!"
Xiao Changfeng spoke calmly and continued on his way.
Saintess Lu Ling was already used to seeing this kind of thing, so she didn't say much.
At this moment.
Suddenly a barbarian broke free from the binding vines and ran away desperately.
The direction of his escape happened to meet Xiao Changfeng.
Don't know what he thinks.
He actually knelt down in front of Xiao Changfeng with a pop.
"Sir, if you save me once, my life will be yours!"