The black-bellied lady of the demon king of another world

Chapter 402 Salt Tribe
"Papapa..." The whip hit the young man's body continuously, making the child in his arms cry loudly.

Xiaoguai put her head on Xiao Yu's face, "This person is good or bad."

"Let you run! If you run again, you will be beaten to death! Continue to beat him!" An arrogant man came out of the line, and he nodded and bowed to the silent old man standing beside him and said something.

"It's him?" Xiao Yu narrowed his eyes slightly.

"You know him?" Yan was very surprised. If Xiao Yu knew him, he should know him too!

Xiao Guai looked at the obsequious man with blinking eyes, "It looks familiar~"

"You look familiar! At that time you were still drinking milk powder all day long!" Xiao Yu reached out and poked Xiao Guai's forehead... and then his fingertips were covered with several fine scales...

"I remembered, he is Saze!" Yan looked at Xiao Yu, "That's his name!"

"Yes, he is the leader of the Saze tribe who wanted to rob us during the rainy season. I never expected that this bitch is still alive!" Xiao Yu snorted coldly.

Zarez dragged out a woman from among the slaves, made the woman kneel and crawl on the ground, then helped the old man onto the woman's back and sat down.

Xiao Yu frowned, she couldn't stand people who didn't treat women as human beings!This screwdriver bitch!

As soon as she stepped out, she was stopped by Yan, "You wait here, I will go." Yan whispered in Xiao Yu's ear, "Among the slaves exchanged in Wuanda, there are not many children and women. .”

Xiao Yu nodded, "Go!"

Anyway, Yan's bracelet has all kinds of substances in it, and he can exchange it for anything he wants.

In this World of Warcraft, the orcs without bloodline ability are not as comfortable as fierce beasts.

Yan grabbed the hand of the man holding the whip, "If you beat him any longer, he will be beaten to death by you!" He raised his chin proudly, "Are these slaves for exchange?"

Just as Sacze was about to step forward to pretend to be a tiger, the old man stretched out his hand and stopped him.

"Yes, which tribe do you belong to?" The old man stood up and walked towards Yan.His cloudy eyes fixed on Yan, this man, he had never seen in the market before, that is to say, it was his first time to come to Wuanda.Moreover, there was no sign of awakened blood on this person's face, but judging by the aura around him, he did not look like an ordinary orc.

Of course, the old man knew that every tribe had secrets and unique ways to make the marks of blood warriors on their cheeks disappear.

When you don't know each other well, it's better not to offend.

Yan frowned slightly, "Why...does this have anything to do with my wanting to exchange slaves?" He snorted coldly, "I am from the Shanhai Tribe."

This tribe just arrived today and is stationed by the river. Yan felt that this tribe should have a close relationship with Wuanda.

Because Zhuan Wen said that only later tribes with no strength would be arranged in this dangerous and strange place, but... the tribe led by this old man... looks very powerful at first glance!

"We are a tribe with salt." The old man smiled proudly.

"Is there any salt?" Yan looked at the old man, the corners of his lips twitching slightly. "We are the Mountain and Sea Tribe."

The old man lowered his eyes. The Shanhai tribe... I have never heard of it. Is this tribe newly established in Shangcheng, or... a barbaric tribe?
"Since you are called a tribe with salt, you don't need salt! Then I don't need salt to exchange slaves with you." Yan nodded his chin towards the row of slaves, "I want to exchange them, you make a price Bar!"

(End of this chapter)