I want to be happy

"...Seventh Young Master..." The three low words rolled in Jia Yinan's throat, making vague syllables.

Seeing Jia Yinan's expression was out of order, Ye Chengcheng and Xu Yuhuan couldn't help wondering, the young man who was injured in Taichung was nothing more than that, why did Master Jia lose his composure?

In the Natural Sect, after reaching a certain level, everyone can maintain a youthful appearance, and their appearance and demeanor are not vulgar. Moreover, there are two of the elders who are famous in the country, and they are used to seeing their faces. , no matter how much people praised by the world, at most, they are just the word "beautiful", but they can't make them amazed and abnormal.

Jia Yinan was horrified in his heart, he never imagined that among the beauties who were treated like playthings in this exchange field, there was the seventh son of the 29th family of the Morris Alley Alliance!

The seventh son, Xingyin Ruoxi, has a bold and bold personality, likes to hunt for novelties and adventures, and has a good relationship with the seniors of the natural sect. Therefore, when the seventh son came forward to invite everyone from the natural sect to go hunting on the wild planet, the seniors didn't pay much attention. Suspect.

His mother and he once deduced whether this Xingyin Ruoxi betrayed the natural sect and set up traps and traps, but now it seems that even if the seventh son really set up a trap for the natural sect, it is probably because he couldn't help himself .

The Morris Aire Alliance is a third-class civilized country, and within the southeast of the Chichakrano star field, they all belong to the leading position, but they did not expect that the Star 29 family, as the ruling family of the Morris Aire Alliance, unexpectedly, Let your children be reduced to the point of being openly bullied and humiliated? !

Or in the face of the strength of the fourth-class civilization, the citizens of the third-class civilized countries are just inferior races?

Is the progress of civilization just the accumulation of technology and culture, but has nothing to do with human nature?

Involuntarily, deep confusion rose in Jia Yinan's heart, but.Jia Yinan sighed silently when he looked around the venue and saw the tourists stretching out their hands excitedly to the beauties who were treated as objects, who were also human beings.

Xingyin Ruoxi, no matter what, he must rescue him.

Whether it's for the past friendship - he also followed his mother and seniors, and had several encounters with this seventh son, or to find out the truth of the facts, he should do something.

According to the waiter's instructions, Jia Yinan led Ye Chengcheng and Xu Yuhuan and pushed open the door of the private room where Xingyin Ruoxi was.

The private room can accommodate hundreds of people.The layout is still made into a theater style.

Xingyin Ruoxi stood there indifferently.It seems that he doesn't care about where he goes.

Someone has stepped forward to stop the bleeding for him, but the wound has not yet been bandaged.

A young man wearing the unique uniform of the moonlight on the sea stood in front of the performance stage separated by a glass cover and said to everyone: "Everyone, you must have seen this beauty clearly. He has the knowledge of a third-class civilized country, and he has the experience Around the thirteenth grade of art." For those beauties brought by the master, no one has ever cared about their true origins, like this beauty on the stage.Although the seller implicitly said that he "has the knowledge of a third-class civilized country", anyone with a discerning eye can see the hidden pride and aristocratic bearing of the other party at a glance, but so what, even if he is a prince of a third-class civilized country. Here too, it's just an item being exchanged.

The host said again: "Everyone, for this beauty, the owner's offer is to exchange her with a pet. The rarer and more powerful the pet, the better."

Hearing this exchange condition, immediately, most of the people in the venue let out a disappointed "shh", and reluctantly looked at that sad and beautiful man again.The crowd gradually dispersed.

Those who have goods in their hands press the light screen in their hands, enter their exchange conditions, and wait for the owner's response.

Jia Yinan didn't do anything, just ordered a glass of wine, found a corner and sat down calmly.

He has neither pets nor enough coins in his hands, from the beginning.He didn't plan to rescue Xingyin Ruoxi by the normal way.

Correspondingly the signal he has given to the Suzerain.He believed that the Sovereign would take some measures, but before that.All he has to do is to keep an eye on the successful buyer and catch the trace of the seller.

After about four or ten minutes, most of the bidders showed bitter and disappointed expressions, except for a middle-aged man who handed the light screen in his hand to the host, and the host led him away after inspecting it.

At the same time, Xingyin Ruoxi on the performance stage was also guided to retreat, and a staff member came up to clean the stage and arranged for the next beauty to come on stage.

Xingyin Ruoxi's eyes were cold and never changed, only he knew that when he saw a familiar figure in the corner, his heart throbbed.

From a happy and unrestrained noble son, he became a prisoner overnight and was trafficked to a country far away from his homeland. When standing on the exchange platform, Xingyin Ruoxi's heart sank into a cold abyss.

Everything he saw showed that not only was he not in the country, but he was not even in the third-class civilization.

As a direct descendant of a powerful family, he has an absolutely calm understanding of how big Xingji is.In the country, he may still be a character who can call the wind and rain, but in a more civilized country, no matter how proud a person is, he will bow down sometimes.

Big brother, mother... maybe I will never have the chance to see you again... Xingyin Ruoxi is very aware of the bad habits of rich people, he has already made up his mind, if it falls into the hands of a man who likes men, he would rather fight Even if he lost his life, he would not suffer that kind of humiliation.He has his dignity and will not be trampled on.

At this moment, three figures walked into the private room without making a sound, and quietly hid in the corner.

At that moment, Xingyin Ruoxi could hardly believe her eyes.

Perhaps because of the influence of the magical Donghua Alliance, Xingyin Ruoxi instinctively pays attention to people with black heads and yellow skin, but unexpectedly, he actually sees old acquaintances? !