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    The strong man was also a true immortal, and his strength was not weak. He had already reached the initial peak. However, when the woman pounced on him, he was so shocked that he did not move away. Immediately, his whole body was burning with bright red flames.  Once burned by the flames, he turned into a burning man and screamed loudly. No matter how hard he struggled, he could not extinguish the flames.  The female immortal gradually turned black in the flames, but she held the strong man's throat tightly, insisting on Qingshan and not letting go, with unforgettable hatred in her eyes that glowed with blood-red flames.  Dozens of dozens of mutilated corpses lay scattered around her, all of which were tourists who had been too excited to watch.  They were just ordinary monks with magical powers. How could they withstand the fire of life of a true immortal? As a result, they got too excited and suffered a disaster. The stall owner was a strong man in the middle stage of a true immortal. When he saw this scene, his face turned livid and he gritted his teeth.  The Immortal Art blasted a series of restrictions towards the woman.  Seeing this, the other immortal stall owners also hurriedly came to help. They are all slave owners. Now that slaves are rebelling, they naturally have to help each other.  The managers of the sales area also hurriedly arrived, all of them were true immortals. Seeing this scene, they couldn't help being shocked and quickly took action to suppress it.  But even though the bloody flames on the woman's body were blown to pieces by the restraint, they never stopped. The strong man whose throat she choked gradually died after struggling wildly for a while.  Xia Chen sighed, knowing that this female true fairy couldn't bear the humiliation, so she finally used self-destruction.  After self-destruction, both spirit and form were destroyed, and even the chance of reincarnation was gone.  But this is the only way she can get rid of humiliation. For the last dignity, she will not hesitate to disappear into thin air.  And she made up her mind too late. There was not much fairy energy left in her body. Even if she self-destructed, it would not have much power.  I can only drag the strong man on the road together.  Under the bombardment of the forbidden light waves, the bloody flames gradually extinguished, and the Jurchen Fairy also turned into ashes.  Naturally, the strong man¡¯s true immortal could not escape. Like the female true immortal, both body and soul were destroyed. Only the stall owner with an extremely ugly face was left, looking at the burned mess.  Although he was alive, he suffered a terrible loss. Not only did his precious female slave die, but also an assistant died, and he didn't earn a penny.  They also wanted to destroy the city center of Paifang and be responsible for the death of a dozen ordinary monks.  If those monks¡¯ families had some background, the compensation would probably be even greater.  "What a damn unlucky person!" He cursed angrily, and the stall owner had no choice but to start cleaning up the mess.  The few real immortals around him who were responsible for the management of the slave trading area also had dark faces.  The slave failed to control himself and revolted and killed the guest.  It also has a great impact on the safety management of the city.  If it affects customers, it means cutting off their financial resources. Of course, they must also be held responsible.  At this time, most of the guests who were watching the humiliation of the Nvzhen Immortal slave had dispersed. The rest were also in shock, and no longer had the dirty thoughts of despising the Zhen Immortal just a moment ago.  Xia Chen saw it.  The real immortal slaves in other stalls are also looking here, their eyes showing complex and subtle meanings, including the sadness of a rabbit dying and a fox's sorrow, but also awe-inspiring admiration.  Not everyone can self-destruct.  And compared to monks, immortals are less likely to self-destruct. They have eternal life, how can they easily dissipate the immortal bodies they have cultivated through hard work?  Even if they are humiliated, most immortals will grit their teeth and endure it, because as long as a trace of their soul escapes, they have hope of resurrection, but if they self-destruct, they will have nothing.  Xia Chen sighed softly and walked deeper into the street. This kind of thing happens every day. I am afraid that in less than two days, he will be forgotten by people. Even a true immortal, how long can he be remembered by people.  Sure enough, soon after the stall owner left, as other people continued to pour in, the True Immortal Slave Street Street quickly became lively again, as if the tragic incident a moment ago had been forgotten.  Xia Chen walked all the way, his mind moved slightly, and he could clearly see the situation of the true immortal slaves.  These slaves are all in the early stages of True Immortal cultivation, and most of them are weak and bruised.  Not to mention that he didn't want to seize the body, even if he did, these slaves didn't meet the standards.  Xia Chen couldn't help but click his tongue after casually asking about the price. Even the worst-looking and most seriously injured True Immortal slave would cost at least hundreds of thousands of low-grade Immortal Stones. It was really expensive.  No wonder some people dare to sell true immortal slaves. As long as they change hands, they will receive hundreds of thousands of immortal stones, which is at least enough for hundreds of years of luxurious cultivation.  If it weren¡¯t for the cornucopia, Xia Chen might have had the idea of ??becoming an immortal trafficker.  At the end, Xia Chen stopped in front of a stall.  There is only one True Immortal slave in this stall, and it is also the only mid-term True Immortal slave that Xia Chen has seen after walking for such a long time.  Although he is a true immortalAt that time, the people gathered in front of the stall were very deserted. For no other reason than this slave was not only skinny and skinny, but also looked extremely miserable. He was also dying, as if he had been seriously injured and might die at any time.  No one will buy a dead slave, so naturally no one cares about it.  The stall owner is also a strong man in the middle stage of the True Immortal. He is wearing a green leather robe and looks honest. He clasps his hands in his sleeves and squats on the ground, with a big knot between his eyebrows. He does not look like a True Immortal, but looks like an old farmer.  Others greeted the guests with smiles, but he was the only one with a sad face.  "How do you sell this slave?" Xia Chen looked at the skinny true immortal slave and asked casually.  The stall owner looked up at him, then lowered his head without saying a word.  "Do you want to do business?" Xia Chen frowned.  "If you don't buy it, don't come to entertain me." The stall owner said in a muffled voice, with resentment in his tone, as if he was being ridiculed.  "I don't know how to buy it at the price? Is there any business like this?" Xia Chen was depressed.  The stall owner's eyes lit up when he heard this, and he slowly stood up: "Do you really want to buy it? I think you should be able to tell that my slave was seriously injured. He will die in just a few days." "I want it.  Those who are about to die should not live." Xia Chen said.  This time it was the stall owner's turn to be surprised. He looked at Xia Chen as if he didn't recognize him, wondering if this ugly-looking Zhen Ming was mentally ill. What's the use of buying a dying Zhen Ming slave?  Is there going to be an autopsy?  Originally, he brought this seriously injured slave to the slave trading area with the purpose of trying his luck. However, he ran into trouble for several days in a row and was ridiculed several times by the guests. He had long since lost his thoughts and planned to wait.  As soon as the slave died and left, he didn't expect to actually meet a customer.  "Are you selling it or not?" Xia Chen became impatient.  "Sell, sell" The stall owner hurriedly woke up and swallowed dryly. He looked at Xia Chen nervously and stammered, "If fellow Taoist want to buy, I can give you the cheapest price."  , fellow Taoist can take away one hundred thousand low-grade immortal stones."  "It's too expensive. Make it cheaper." He shook his head and planned to give the other party a chance.  "This is still expensive, Tao Tao Tao Taoist friend." The stall owner became anxious and stuttered even more, "You have also walked here, do you know what are the prices of other domestic slaves slaves?  "My slaveslave is the cheapest." He thought for a while and added: "Andand, my slaveslave is reallythe middle stage of immortality."  Helpless: "Brother, I don't want your slave as a slave, but for other purposes. Besides, no one else here will buy it except me. You are selling a slave that is about to die at such a high price."  "Do you still want to do this business?" The stall owner looked at him with a stubborn look in his eyes: "Ten, ten, ten thousand yuan, not even a penny is missing." "  Yes, if you have the guts, I don¡¯t want it anymore. You can just hawk it here." Xia Chen gave him a thumbs up helplessly, turned around and left.  He didn¡¯t have to have this fairy body that was as thin as a skeleton. If this slave wasn¡¯t at the same level of cultivation as him, and the soul was dissolving on its own, Xia Chen would naturally not think of buying or selling it.  "WaitI can give it to you cheaply, as long as the Taoist friend tells you a price." The stall owner wanted to take a handful, but unexpectedly he failed to control the heat and made the customer angry. He immediately shouted anxiously, Xia Chen turned around  , impatiently said: "Ten thousand immortal stones, can you do it? If you can't, I will pull it down." He lowered it ten times in one sentence, but he was also ready to bargain with the stall owner. Although the slave was about to die, he must have  It should still be in good condition when you get it.  "Chengchengchengchengdeal." The stall owner was so excited that the folds on his face were shining. He lifted the skinny middle-stage True Immortal slave with one hand and stretched out his hand, seeming to be quite satisfied with the price.  Xia Chen was startled. He didn't expect that the stall owner was so pissed off that he seemed to have suffered a loss.  It¡¯s just that his words have already been spoken, so it¡¯s difficult to change them. Moreover, he didn¡¯t take the ten thousand immortal stones to heart, so he immediately handed over the money and changed people.  The old farmer got 10,000 yuan of stone and went away happily.  Xia Chen used the restraint to imprison the skeleton immortal who was about to die, and then used the Immortal Art. The restraint immediately changed, turning the slave into the size of a fist, and then put it into a jade box, and then put it into storage.  In the space, fly away.  The people around him stared at him leaving in stunned silence, and couldn¡¯t help but point and point."Look, that idiot Zhen Ming actually bought a real immortal slave who was about to die. Isn't he confused? Oh my God, they say that the underworld is rich in rough guys. It seems to be true. The uneducated Zhen Ming  "It's scary." "He thought he was getting a big deal for only spending 10,000 immortal stones, but he was actually a big fool, hahaha" Soon, the news spread in the slave trading area, and a powerful man from the underworld actually bought it.  Everyone found it funny that he brought a dying slave back, thinking that he was really out of his mind.  However, some people¡¯s expressions changed after hearing this, as if they had vaguely guessed something.  A few days later, an inconspicuous Zhen Ming came to the slave trading area. After wandering aimlessly for a few times, he overheard this interesting news.  He didn¡¯t pay attention at first, but after thinking about it, a thoughtful look suddenly appeared in Zhen Ming¡¯s eyes.  He asked the surrounding vendors carefully about what happened that day, and after asking about the appearance of Xia Chen and the old farmer in detail, he left in a hurry.  (To be continued, please search Piaotian Literature. The novels will be better and updated faster!
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