Interstellar Love Story: Young Girl Spirit Hunter

Yun Zuiyan's worry is not aimless.

Hua Canling's clean little white face and excellent spirit hunter became the target of others' hunting when she stepped into the slave concentration camp.

On the contrary, she has been carrying the lock on her shoulder. No one else is looking at it.

Yunzuiyan guessed it right. After the VIP room was opened, she smelled a strange fragrance, and then the whole person immediately didn't wake up.

It's broken!

This was her last thought.

She was caught.

What an unexpected result.

She underestimated the brutality of these people.

After Hua Canling fell, Suo Nila certainly fell with him.

The pain made him want to crack his canthus.

This useless fool!

"Little slick, do you want to run after smelling the faint fragrance of the black market against the spirit hunter?"

A voice that should not have appeared in the concentration camp rang, and it was actually a slave owner outside.

A gust of wind blew, and his figure appeared at the door of the VIP room where there was no one.

The slave owner's common obesity, common small eyes and painful short stature.

The good genes of the last generation of the interstellar world have actually grown and disabled like this. It can be seen that the conscience is greatly black.

It's said that noodles are born from the heart.

Long disabled, naturally is a bad heart.

Isn't it?

"Master."

The tall assistant bowed his head respectfully.

The slave owner went in, stretched out his hand and kicked the unconscious flower remnant spirit, Chi smiled and said:

"Really, what is this VIP room for?"

"Ha ha."

The assistant followed in and quickly flattered:

"Congratulations, master. There is another good slave who can go to the table auction!"

It's really difficult for him. He is tall and strong. Looking at the clang of iron bones, he didn't expect to be so spineless. This compliment and flattery is as awkward as it should be.

The short slave owner proudly carried his hands on his back, raised his chin slightly, squinted at the flower remnant spirit lying on the ground, and said proudly:

"Twenty years old, a spirit hunter as young as a green onion, dare to break into my fine eyed slave camp alone? Take the spirit lock ring and lock it for him!"

The assistant quickly gave the spirit lock ring to Hua Canling and asked:

"Master, what about this woman?"

"Throwing her into the lowest slave house is not worth any effort. If she is kept in captivity for a period of time, she will naturally wear out all her temperament and be willing to be a slave!"

……

The slave owner did not look down on Suo Nila. It is estimated that Suo Nila would not want to "wake up" to rebel.

As soon as he finished speaking, he suddenly felt that he was top heavy and light, and the whole person was dizzy. When he came back to his senses, he found that he was lifted upside down!

"His horse! Who also teases me like this? It's too long to live, isn't it? Don't put me down quickly? Sunspot, you short-lived!"

The slave owner could not hold his hands to the ground and waved in the void. Thinking that the tall assistant had moved him, he immediately scolded.

The poor voice of the assistant called sunspot came from the ground:

"Master, it's not that the small one won't let you down, but that the small one can't do anything!"

As soon as the slave owner heard this, he decided to look at it. He found that the "woman" stepped on the heart of his assistant, turned his eyes, and was about to die;

And he himself was tied with a trouser belt, put on the toughened beam in the room, and hung himself upside down!