Imperial Phoenix Rules

Chapter 239 Magic Capital First Joke 2

"Thirty servants with big waists and strong bodies are sold, guaranteed to be able to do all kinds of rough jobs!"

"Come and take a look, take out fifteen middle-aged servants, all of them are good at washing, cooking, cleaning, and storage, so that you can make your home beautiful and tidy!"

Customers continue to come forward, with a vision of picking goods, and then bargaining with the owner after the selection.

If the bargaining is not successful, the face is downcast, and the bargaining is successful, and the servant who bought it is beaming with joy.

The entire slave market appears lively and prosperous.

"Boss, two people are following us quietly."

Before entering the slave market, Feng Yunqi leaned in and said in a low voice.

"Forget it."

Jun Mohuang nodded, she had found out earlier.

There was no murder in the two of them, they just followed her to see what she would do next.

People who are not from the Su family are from the royal family, so there is no need to bother.

Jun Mohuang wandered around a few times, and found that there were all kinds of servants in the market.

But they all have the same characteristics. These servants and maids have low eyebrows and pleasing to the eye, without the slightest emotion of resistance on their faces, and have accepted their destiny of being slaves for a lifetime.

Some even showed a flattering smile when the guests came forward to choose, and constantly showed their skills.

"Boss, you have been wandering three laps just now, but didn't you find a suitable one?"

Feng Yunqi couldn't help wondering when she saw that she hadn't bought any servants.

It's just buying a servant and going back to work, there is no need to be so harsh, he just saw some good ones.

Jun Mohuang shook his head: "No."

What she wants is a ferocious wolf, not a docile little sheep.

Also, in Illusion Cloud Nation, even though they were slaves for a day and life, most people treated these slaves fairly well.

As long as you stay safe and guard yourself, you can guarantee a lifetime of food and clothing.

If a person stays in a comfortable environment for a long time, he will inevitably lose his fighting spirit.

What's more, these cultivation talents themselves are not high, low-strength servants from poor backgrounds.

"Um... Boss, don't you just want to buy these servants and go back, train to become a family power, and participate in the family ranking competition three months later!"

Feng Yunqi exclaimed in surprise when he saw her request so harsh.

However, all the talent potions have been auctioned off.

It's useless to buy these servants and maidservants with the first and second yellow stars!

"Not bad."

Jun Mohuang nodded slightly, but unfortunately, there was no one she liked here.

Su family.

"What are you talking about, Jun Mohuang went to the slave market and bought more than 30 slaves, ready to train them into family power?!"

Su Zhiyu looked at the two subordinates of the Su family in front of him, almost suspecting that he was hearing a hallucination.

Seeing that Jun Mohuang had founded a Jun family before, she wanted to know what Jun Mohuang would do next.

So they sent two Su family members to quietly follow Jun Mohuang, but they did not expect to bring back such news that surprised her.

The talent potion is gone, these servants can only be servants.

Even the cultivators of the third tier of the Naling Realm can't beat them, and they want them to participate in the family ranking competition three months later!

What on earth Jun Mohuang was going to do, she really had no idea what to do.

The two nodded solemnly, swearing again and again that they had not heard anything wrong, as Jun Mohuang said at the time in the slave market.

The corner of Su Zhiyu’s lips evoked a vicious smile: "No matter what, spread the matter out immediately, the more people know the better."

(End of this chapter)