stand back, let me come

Xu Quan looked at this face carefully.

He had been watching it for a long time, and outsiders really thought that he fell in love with this handsome young slave and wanted to take it for himself.

"It looks quite special." Xu Quan said.

The salt seller flattered: "It is indeed the best."

If it weren't for the fear of being beaten, he would have wanted to learn from the old bustard and introduce the slave boy well, so he just patted his chest and told Xu Quan that he had a good eye for this slave boy, with high aesthetics!Even though he restrained himself, the oil floating on the surface still leaked through the small eyes biubiu squeezed into a line by the fat.Xu Quan didn't know what oil was, but it was really nauseating to see.

He waved his little hand impatiently.

The sassy female general on horseback raised her chin.

Said: "The general asked you, what is your name?"

The slave boy pursed his thin lips tightly, with a stubborn expression and refused to speak easily, so the salt seller secretly pinched him.

It attracted the eyes of the slave boy who could kill people.

Xu Quan asked again: "What's your name?"

Finally, the slave boy spoke with a dry and hoarse voice: "Small, the little one has no name..."

The salt seller smoothed things over with a flattering smile: "General, slaves are usually like this. No one wants them without a name. Hehe, I see you like it. Would you like to give him a name?"

When the slave boy heard this, Gujing Wubo's eyes seemed to move slightly.Naturally, Xu Quan didn't have such a leisurely attitude, he just asked casually, what does it matter to him whether the slave has a name or not?However, curiosity still needs to be satisfied.

"Is your hair acquired or is it natural?"

Although purple is criticized as a different color, it is also an extremely noble color, and it is always associated with certain people.Natural purple hair, or such a beautiful purple hair, Xu Quan is also greedy.If it was the day after tomorrow, he would have to find out the secret method and dye one himself.

Think about that scene—

A head of purple hair is braided into the same style as the idol.

Standing in the crowd, he is the most beautiful boy.

Crowd focus, much attention!
The saltmonger choked on the question.

Do it for half a day?
The color of the slave boy can't compare to a head of purple hair?
Tsk tsk tsk, what a waste of money!

The slave boy was slightly stunned, as if he didn't expect Xu Quan to ask this. He said, "Reporting to the general is the day after tomorrow."

Salt seller: "...???"

fake? ? ?

When Xu Quan heard it, there was something going on!
Pointing at the slave boy with a horsewhip, he pouted and signaled his cronies to pack up and take this big treasure away as well!Xu Quan returned home full of rewards, with all the joy engraved on his face.Only Jiang Sheng looked at the young man who bowed his head and kept silent from time to time...

Xu Quan asked curiously, "Mister also wants purple hair?"

Aesthetics are the same as his.

Jiang Sheng didn't even bother to roll his eyes: "I don't like it."

Xu Quan nodded: "It doesn't matter if you don't like it. This person has hair dyeing skills in his hands. There must be more than one color of purple. You can choose one you like. Speaking of which, the general is very envious of Chu Gongcao's gray hair, and the crowd can see it at a glance. arrive."

Jiang Sheng: "He is old."

This brat has such a weird aesthetic.

He said again: "The old man likes it very much now."

Xu Quan was puzzled: "Then why is Mr. looking at him?"

"A mere slave looks too good-looking." Jiang Sheng always felt that something was strange, but he couldn't find out why. There was no fluctuation of heaven and earth in the young man, which meant that he was neither a literary scholar nor a scribe. Warriors.

Without Wenqi Wuqi body protection, staying in such a rough environment like Shiwu all year round, he can still maintain such a good state.

"Maybe it's a natural beauty?" Xu Quan offered a few guesses for reference, "Maybe it's because of a poor family?"

Jiang Sheng said: "Go back and ask Gu Wangchao."

Xu Quan muttered: "Is Gu Duyou a demon mirror?"

Jiang Sheng: "..." He felt that the taciturn Xian Yujian was more likable, and Xu Quan was too talkative.

It's just that Jiang Sheng didn't expect Gu Chi to lose the chain.

"What do you mean you can't hear?"

Gu Chi: "It means that the way of scribes doesn't work."

Jiang Sheng: "..."

Gu Chi also scratched his head. In the past, the way of literati was always beneficial. He couldn't listen to any gossip, so he encountered a few strange things.He didn't understand the reason for Gu Ren, Jiang Sheng was on his guard that time, what happened to this slave boy?
Jiang Sheng asked again: "Can't you talk about your soul with peeping?"

Gu Chi's way of literati is passive, and he may lose the chain, but he is active in reading the soul, and may succeed.

"It doesn't work either." Gu Chi shook his head, and said again, "This person's physique is quite peculiar, and he is isolated from the energy of heaven and earth."

Peeping the heart and speaking the spirit is activated by literary spirit.

The essence of Wenqi is the refined Qi of heaven and earth.

Gu Chi asked him: "Have you seen this before?"

Jiang Sheng nodded: "There are similar records in the classics, but there are very few such people, and they are often confused with ordinary people... However, some words or objects can also produce the same effect. But the former requires extremely strong strength, and the latter is extremely powerful. precious."

It is difficult to satisfy one of them just by being a slave. Is it really a special physical problem?Jiang Sheng frowned. For some reason, he didn't like this boy very much. He felt something weird at first glance, but he couldn't tell what it was.

Ask Gu Chi, Gu Chi doesn't feel this way.

He was very pleasing to the slave boy.

If it weren't for that special hair color and Jiang Sheng's attention, he wouldn't have paid any extra attention to the slave boy.

Gu Chi made a suggestion: "Keep it or—"

The hand in the sleeve made a killing motion.

"...Forget it, let's keep it." The lord would dislike killing innocent people at will, but he kept an eye out, "Send someone to keep an eye on them all the time. If you can't find out the other party's bottom if you can't see the heart, but it doesn't mean you can't." Crap. If there's a problem—"

Intuition made it impossible for Jiang Sheng to ignore this boy.

If there is a problem, sooner or later the fox's tail will show.

It's also just right to put a long line to catch big fish.

There may be unexpected gains.

Gu Chi thought for a while, and said: "That's fine too, let Ling De help to keep an eye on her, seeing that she has been a little irritable recently, sending someone there may be able to alleviate it. The young lady was frightened by her immoral teacher, Staring at people's heads all day."

Jiang Sheng: "...Is this not very good?"

Because every time Lin Feng would arrest youngsters of about the same age and cut off the opponent's head with his own hands, this led to a very outrageous gossip in the army recently——

Master Lin would use the head of a young boy in full bloom as a sacrifice every once in a while, and every night, he would absorb his yang energy and nourish it, which made the female soldiers keen to cut off their heads. It was also sacrificed by Lin Feng.

(╯‵ ′)╯︵┻━┻

Jiang Sheng was speechless in his heart.

It took a scolding to stop the rumors.

But in the long run—

Rumor 2.0 or 3.0 is on the way.

But Jiang Sheng also knew that Ling De would rather kill a thousand by mistake than let one go. If he didn't kill the target he wanted to kill with his own hands, he might be born with a demon in his heart in the long run, which would not be beneficial to his future practice.

There is really a problem with the slave boy, and Jiang Sheng doesn't need to take action.

Lin Feng's handicraft is more proficient than him.

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As the salt seller said, the Shiwu refugees belong to the category of "whoever has milk is a mother, and whoever has money is a father". Shen Tang used food to attract them, and the principals agreed without even thinking about it. They even felt that this was a pie that fell from the sky. .They are life and death enemies with the nearby tribes, and they hate all the tribesmen. Without Shen Tang's instigation, if they have the chance, they will kill the tribes and not leave them alive.

Now Shen Tang is still giving "military expenses" assistance...

Where can I find such a bigot?