Ning Fengxu was brought up.

He looks much more embarrassed than Qi Mingyue.

He was still wearing the same colorless and tattered clothes, and his hands and feet were tied up with ropes. But even so, his clenched fists did not let go of the spear in his hand, and he stood there as solemnly as loose.

Being stunned gives people a feeling of youthful spirit.

Everyone present gasped again.

Even the owner of Baihuafang, who was casually leaning on the railing to watch the excitement, looked straight and almost fell off the railing.

In this ghost town, there are only strengths and established rules, and there is no so-called morality and etiquette.

No matter men, women, old or young, they can be goods.

The body that can be sold is not only a plaything, but also living flesh and blood.

So in the eyes of these people, humans are no different from any other species.

Under absolute strength, they have no right to choose.

I have long been numb.

Therefore, in their eyes, young people like Ning Fengxu who look handsome and clear are just playthings and food.

"Give this person to me, you name the price!" The owner of Baihuafang couldn't wait to speak.

Someone immediately retorted: "Yantianjiao, don't be too shameless. We didn't want to rob you just now, so don't be too greedy!"

"One hundred taels of gold, jie jie jie, this man is old and decrepit!" A strange voice sounded in the crowd.

He is a short, thin, middle-aged man with an extremely ferocious face.

"I'm offering two hundred taels, you stinky old man, don't compete with me!" Yan Tianjiao has changed from lying on the railing to standing, looking coldly at the skinny old man in the crowd, obviously she has something to say.

Ready to start a fight.

"Three hundred taels, plus a piece of blood and bone, this person is mine!" Another voice sounded.

He is a young man with a delicate face and a delicate appearance, about fifteen or sixteen years old.

The strange thing is that his eyes are gray.

As soon as he spoke, the whole place fell silent. Even Yan Tianjiao and the skinny old man, who had almost started to fight, frowned and stopped speaking.

The gong in Lao Liang's hand was trembling a little, and he hurriedly spoke respectfully,

"Since the Master of the Qing Hall is here, Xiaoyaofang will accept the blood and bones, but not the gold. The person will naturally belong to the Master of the Qing Hall."

"That's very good." The young man said, with a strange smile on his lips.

Then only an afterimage fell next to Ning Fengxu.

Qi Mingyue on the side could never have imagined that Ning Fengxu's value was so high that these strange people were actually vying for him.

What the hell is going on?

Compared with living in a brothel, compared with these people now, this young man seems more reliable, and he may not be forced to her.

Qi Mingyue thought she had seized the opportunity and hurriedly shouted,

"Take me away, please, I am with him! Please take me away too!"

The young man's gray eyes without any disturbance fell on Qi Mingyue.

Qi Mingyue was startled by those eyes, and suddenly felt inexplicably flustered.

She seemed to have seen these eyes, such eyes, on another person... Qing Hui.

They are a pair of extremely beautiful but cruel eyes.

She swallowed subconsciously.

Before she could say anything, she felt something wrapped around her neck.
Chapter completed!