Bright Era

Kuquanyi, this is a desert town with a permanent population of less than 500 people. A passage specializing in smuggling silk and tea bricks in the Blood Qin Empire passed through the Kuquan Station. This small town with a bitter spring water that could supply water and food for the caravan became abnormally prosperous.

Although there is only a permanent population of 500 people, there are often thousands of people staying here. Thieves, fugitives, Liu Ying, or other people who don't know what they are doing in their debut will often appear here, and suddenly disappear after a period of time. Some people just disappeared forever, and some people will emerge from here again after a period of time.

This is a mixture of fish and dragons, chaos to the extreme. This is a living **** where you will be stabbed from behind even if you walk on the street full of **** and cow dung, as long as you dare to expose a copper piece.

Since the Blood Qin Empire launched the Western Expedition, Kuquan Station has become more deformed and more lively. This place has become a home base for many slave traders and other bad guys in the Blood Qin Empire. Countless captives, slaves, beautiful maids and a large number of cattle and sheep from the front are constantly being sent here. Naturally there are clothes. Gorgeous people came here with a large number of gold coins and accepted these huge and astronomical wealth items one by one.

In a tattered tavern, there is a windmill made of tattered metal leaves above the tall tower. The wind blows through, and the windmill ‘crunches’ spinning, making a drowsy monotonous noise. There were big blue-headed flies flying around everywhere, and a thick layer of flies gathered on a few plates of cold stewed vegetables in the tavern. The constantly squirming flies looked numb to the scalp.

Lin Qi lay lazily on a table near the entrance of the tavern, watching a group of crying nomad girls in a small square opposite the tavern. All of these girls are beautiful and tall, with honey-colored skin and water-red lips, plus their big eyes like antelope, which makes people feel a sense of frailty that they want to ravage them severely. .

These girls are all captives of the Blood Qin Empire army, and they are among the best quality. They were sent here, and a few butlers, who were obviously from the wealthy and nobles of the Blood Qin Empire, opened their lips to check their sharp teeth as if they were selecting cattle, and rudely tore off their robes and underwear in front of many onlookers. , Check their delicate bodies.

Whenever a young girl is taken by a big housekeeper, he will take up a stamp stained with ink, and fiercely print a seal with the family emblem on the girl's shoulder. On the side, traffickers who were obviously from the army would grab the ledger and cross out a certain name from the ledger.

Mu Wei sat beside Lin Qi, watching this naked activity of selling the same kind curiously. She looked curiously at the girls who were forced to strip off their shirts in front of hundreds of strong men. They were obviously in a good mood. For Mu Wei, these nomad girls were desert temples and grasslands. The pagans of the temple, the more miserable they were, the happier she felt.

Anyway, these girls are humans, not members of the Azhul protoss, so she would not care about the life and death of these girls. Even if they are both women, they are not creatures of the same race after all. Mu Wei does not have the concept of ‘humanitarian’ in her heart.

Hu Xinzhu casually played with the luxurious large folding fan in his hand, and gently pointed to the group of nomadic girls on the opposite side: "I have cramps, go to those people to inquire, how much does each of these girls cost? I just said that I will buy them all. Coming down!"

Mu Wei glanced at Hu Xinzhu, and Hu Xinzhu hurriedly laughed: "These girls are all tender and tender, it's good to get them to be maids!"

Lowering her voice, Hu Xinzhu murmured: "I am short of manpower on my hands. They are so beautiful. They are so beautiful. They are all good at being spies and dead men. My husband, Hu Xinzhu, sits upright. It's good, but it won't beat their crooked thoughts."

Mu Wei suddenly smiled with satisfaction, and she nodded to a goddess next to her: "Go, buy all those women. Including those who have been picked, buy all of them, and give them all to cramps, skin, bones, and bones. Now."

Lin Qi glanced at Hu Xinzhu with a knowing smile. This lustful guy, in front of Mu Wei, even dared to use such a brain. However, Hu Xinzhu also makes sense. These nomadic girls are all very charming and beautiful, and the strong foreign customs can attract men. If they are properly trained—for example, they are handed over to the goddess officials of the Huanyu Temple. In the future, whether you are a spy or a killer, you will be a good hand!

Men conquered the world, while women influence the world by conquering men. If the female **** thing is used well, it is indeed a sharp knife.

The goddess next to Mu Wei walked out of the tavern slowly. She frowned and floated past her feet without touching the ground. With her chin slightly held up, she arrogantly repeated Mu Wei's order to the traffickers and the butlers of the wealthy and nobles. Again. Just as Lin Qi expected, those traffickers were noncommittal about this kind of thing, anyway, as long as they took out real money, they didn't bother to care who the buyer was.

But those wealthy butlers who have already selected many satisfactory candidates are so angry that their necks are thick. They are all overbearing figures in the Blood Qin Empire, and being sent here by their own masters to buy female slaves has made them feel extremely hard, and there are people who dare to compete with them and the women they admire. Who is this big? Dare to find death?

"Trouble is coming!" Lin Qi reluctantly glanced at Hu Xinzhu and Mu Wei's in-laws: "Aren't we here to look for the fallen place of Mudela? Why do we look for such trouble?"

Hu Xinzhu'haha' laughed. He just saw the heart of hunting. Seeing so many beautiful girls selected from the tens of billions of nomadic people, he just instinctively moved his lust. That's why I got in. As for Mu Wei, she was moved by Hu Xinzhu, who was not very clever, so with her nature, she wouldn't mind causing much trouble.

A few powerful servants who were blowing their noses and staring strode into the tavern, and a sturdy man yelled viciously, "Who is so blind and daring to **** things with our official Wei mansion? Tsk... These little girls. We..."

The originally angry servants suddenly saw Mu Wei, who was born petite and beautiful, and then looked at the goddesses who were more beautiful than a **** of war beside her. They were like snow lions by the fire, half of their bodies suddenly changed. It's so soft. Several people looked at Mu Wei's cute little face with fascination, and the rich and evil slaves' faces were immediately revealed.

"This, this, this is the fugitive slave of our national government, come here, take them all to the uncle, and I will take them back and take care of them!" A white fat man who was as fat as a pumpkin rolled over and pointed at Mu Wei. I yelled: "Come on, bring all these girls back to the uncle, and hey, this is the most petite born, and he will be sent directly to the uncle in my carriage. Uncle, I will teach her first!"

Lin Qi rolled his eyes, really wanted to die, don't be so impatient! Actually dare to say that Mu Wei, the only main **** of the God of War of the Azhul Protoss family, is their inexplicable fugitive slave of a certain Guogu Mansion? Would you like to send her into the carriage first?

A **** light floated in Mu Wei's eyes. She stretched out her little hand and was about to do it. Lin Qi had already shook her head gently to stop Mu Wei's impulse. Kuquanyi is less than five hundred miles away from the border of the Blood Qin Empire. There is the slightest divine power fluctuation here, which might cause the baldness of a large group of Tianmiao, this kind of trouble Lin Qi does not want to cause.

Mu Wei looked at Lin Qi in wonder, but saw Lin Qi stand up, walked to the fat white man, took out a Ujin-forged Panlong token from his sleeve, and shook it towards the fat white man. The fat white man who had been calm and restless was frightened all over his body, suddenly a large amount of cold sweat broke out on his forehead. The token that Lin Qi took out was too scary. It was an identity plate owned by the very few angels in the Blood Qin Empire that had the power to live and kill.

"Close your mouths, don't say anything! How many people do you have in Kuquanyi? Well, I'm talking about the same status as you, the supervisors or butlers of the rich and nobles, or other messy things!" Lin Qi patted the face of Fatty Bai, and said faintly: "Gather all of you together and help us find something. If you find it, reward it again! If you don't find it... I heard you and the Great Yan Dynasty. Collusion?"

Fatty Bai, like a lost concubine, ran back with a few frightened slaves, and soon the entire Kuquan Post was fried. The directors from hundreds of wealthy families in the Blood Qin Empire urged the countless evils they brought. Slaves, servants, guards, etc., under Lin Qi's order, searched for the poor mountains and rivers and dangerous places in all directions of Kuquan Station.

Three days ago, Lin Qi and his team rescued the small nomadic tribe that was attacked by sand robbers. From the mouths of the old people of that small tribe, they learned that within a radius of thousands of miles, there are often some strange things near Kuquan Station. things happen. For example, haunted people, unexpected plagues, or people who disappeared inexplicably.

And there are many mountains near Kuquan Station, where strange flashes and other weird things often happen.

Therefore, Lin Qi and the others came to Kuquan Station, and the three thousand subordinates Lin Qi had brought had dispersed and searched in all directions. But three days later, these subordinates did not give Lin Qi any useful information. There are thousands of people, and it is extremely difficult to find some traces that may be related to Mudra in this desert of thousands of miles.

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