Gong Moyu chuckled and said, "It feels good to have someone backing you up."
Wan Ling rolled his eyes and said nothing.
Although he wanted to complain about Gong Moyu's lack of ambition, he agreed with what Gong Moyu said deep down in his heart.
In his previous life, he was not panicked at all when he was bullied.
Because he knew that he had the support of the entire sect behind him.
His master, senior brothers and sisters would all support him.
After Gong Moyu finished laughing, he said, "This second brother is called Gong Keguang. He is very strong. He has bullied me since he was a child and often robbed me of my resources.
The seven children of the Gong family have their own cultivation resources to receive every year.
He robbed me of a lot of resources.
Oh no, maybe it can be said that Qinglan took the initiative to hand them over to him, saying that this would save him from trouble with me."
Wan Ling said, "Protection money? That's not right! He protects you for nothing! He just reduces the number of times he bullies you."
Gong Moyu looked at Wan Ling with a complicated expression, "Although some things are true, you don't have to say them so bluntly. I think I still need a little face."
Wan Ling laughed directly, "My master saw you crying with tears and snot flying. Are you sure you still have face?"
Gong Moyu: "..."
Gu Qingxi directly put Wan Ling into the soul-raising device.
She was afraid that Wan Ling would continue to squeeze her like this, and Gong Moyu would hit her head against the wall.
Gong Moyu is still very weak now, so she needs to be cared for.
Gong Moyu saw Gu Qingxi's actions and felt that he was being protected. He asked happily: "Qingxi, does your protection of me mean that I have slowly walked into your heart?"
Gu Qingxi said expressionlessly: "No."
Gong Moyu covered his chest with an exaggerated expression and made a fake crying sound: "Wuuuu, this hurts my heart so much, it turns out that everything was my illusion?"
"Tell me, how are we going to deal with him?" Gu Qingxi asked Gong Moyu.
Gong Moyu's face turned cold: "He once broke three of my ribs and broke my arm in the name of sparring. He robbed my resources, which amounted to millions of spirit stones. I will pay back all of this double!" Gu Qingxi
asked again: "Will you wait until your body recovers and improves your strength to take revenge yourself? Or can't wait and let me help you?"
Gong Moyu changed his expression and smiled: "If you can't wait, you can help me take revenge, it's the same."
Gu Qingxi nodded: "Okay. So, where is your second brother now?"
A trace of disgust appeared on Gong Moyu's face, and he said: "He should be in the slave farm.
He has psychological problems. He likes to buy slaves from the slave farm as his guards and use slave contracts to control the life and death of those slaves. He thinks that such guards are the most loyal.
If he feels that there is something wrong with the slave guards, he will take their lives and then buy new ones.
In his eyes, life is nothing."
Gu Qingxi remembered at this time that it was legal to buy and sell slaves in Tiancang Continent, which was different from Yuanzhen Continent.
Gu Qingxi's eyes were slightly cold: "Let's go, let's go to the slave farm too."
Gong Moyu nodded.
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Wan'an City, slave farm.
The owner of the store was walking with a sturdy tall man to the depths of the store with a flattering face.
"Mr. Gong, you came at the right time today. There are indeed good goods just delivered." The store owner rubbed his hands excitedly and said in a diligent tone.
This sturdy tall man was Gong Moyu's second brother, Gong Keguang.
He had a square face, thick eyebrows and small eyes. Except for his eyes, he was very similar to the city lord in other places.
This is also the reason why the city lord likes him and tolerates him.
He laughed and said with a mocking tone: "Lao Lin, you also said it was good stuff last time, but what happened? Once something happened, they couldn't stop it at all. Let's see what the good stuff you said this time is like?"
The store owner, who was called Lao Lin by him, smiled and said: "Don't worry, it's definitely good stuff this time."
Although Lao Lin was smiling on the surface, he had already cursed in his heart.
What can't be stopped? It's obvious that you bought two slaves with foundation-building cultivation, but you ended up provoking someone with golden elixir cultivation, and then pushed the two slaves with foundation-building cultivation out to resist.
It's strange that they could resist.
They didn't regard the lives of slaves as their lives at all!
Although he was cursing in his heart, Lao Lin had a conscience, but not much.
Because the second young master Gong consumed slaves very quickly. After the slaves died in his hands, he would come to replenish them.
Such people are undoubtedly Lao Lin's big customers.
So although Lao Lin condemned the behavior of the second young master Gong in his heart, he would not stop selling slaves to him. He would only sigh for the fate of those slaves in his heart. There was no way, he could only blame them for their bad luck and not meeting a good master.
After Lao Lin took Gong Keguang into the depths of the mall, he began to select slaves.
There are many small cells here, and the cells have restrictions. These restrictions can only be opened by Boss Lin.
Gong Keguang looked back at each cell.
At the entrance of the mall, Gu Qingxi and Gong Moyu had already arrived.
The guards at the entrance of the market knew Gong Moyu, and they were all surprised by the appearance of Gong Qishao. Because Gong Qishao never came to the slave market, and naturally never bought slaves.
But today he suddenly came, and brought a beautiful female cultivator with him.
Eh? Where is the female guard who has always been with Gong Qishao?
Before the guards could think about it, Gong Moyu had already spoken: "Is my second brother in there?"
"Yes." The guards answered subconsciously.
"Someone take us in to find him." Gong Moyu said.
Although the guards were more confused, they did not ask, but stood up and found a servant to receive them.
Soon, the servant took Gong Moyu and the others to find Gong Keguang who was angry with the store owner.
"I want this slave, why don't you sell it?" Gong Keguang shouted angrily at the store owner, "Do you think I can't afford it?"
The store owner explained with embarrassment: "Mr. Gong, no, this slave is different from the others. He sells himself, but he signed some agreements, and he needs to choose his master himself."
Hearing this, Gong Keguang couldn't help laughing, and said sarcastically: "I say, Lao Lin, are you mentally ill? Just a slave, and you choose your own master? This is a slave farm! Slaves are goods, you know? You let the goods choose their own masters? Are you going to make me laugh to death?"
The store owner frowned, but still didn't let go: "Mr. Gong, you know, there are several kinds of slaves. Those you bought before were all death contracts, and you can deal with them at will. But this one is really different."
Gu Qingxi and Gong Moyu looked at the slave that the store owner said was different at the same time.
They wanted to see what was different about this slave.
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