It is not a big deal for Tang Jin or other men to be suspicious, because they know Mo Ran too well, and the danger warning nerve does not exist at all. It would have been over when she felt it. What's more, they were all experienced people, and they thought that they had deceived Mo Ran in this way, but Mo Ran could not understand the difficulties of his men, so Tang Jin would rather go there to catch Mo Ran specifically and keep her distance from the fox.

The two arrived at the market. Tang Jin seemed to be quite familiar with the road here, and did not linger in anything else. Instead, he took Mo Ran into an alley, and he walked more and more remotely, with almost no one else.

I went to a yard, which was also very ordinary. The door was a very small wooden door. Tang Jin pushed the door open and went in. There was a thin and ragged man in the yard, with a look of lust. When he saw the two of them, two rays of light burst out from his small eyes.

Tang Jin didn't even look at the man. When he approached, he released a trace of pressure and the man vomited blood and fell to the ground. He seemed to know that he could not afford to offend the person coming, so he quickly curled up to the corner.

Tang Jin walked into one of the houses, which was extremely chaotic, filled with debris, and a smell of annoying. Tang Jin walked to a naked wall and knocked on it. A secret door suddenly appeared on the wall, and inside the door was a staircase leading to the ground, which was wet and covered with mud.

Just as the two were about to enter, three people came out from inside. The three of them were all dressed and looked out without looking sideways.

Mo Ran probably knew at this time what kind of black market this place should be, and the transactions were nothing more than things with incorrect origins.

Tang Jin handed over and signaled Mo Ran to pull him. Because the stairs were slippery, Mo Ran smiled and grabbed Tang Jin's hand. The two of them walked slowly. The air underground became worse. There was a foul smell everywhere, and the ground was filled with water. If you accidentally stepped into the puddle, and water was still seeping down from above your head.

Mo Ran stood at the entrance of the passage and looked at the countless iron cages inside. The iron cages were not big, but there were many people locked in each cage. They were crowded together, naked, and there was no room for movement. Those people looked numb and they only mechanically watched Mo Ran and Tang Jin walk past.

There are other guests who shuttle through the numerous iron cages, selecting the people they want, some looking at their faces, and some looking at their tempers.

"You want to buy these people," Mo Ran asked finally.

Tang Jin nodded, but didn't even look at the person in the cage just now. Mo Ran looked at it a few times and withdrew his gaze. These people were generally very young, but their bodies were covered with scars and their eyes were dull. They were already numb by training. Even if they bought them back, they would be useless.

The cages were all locked up by people, but after turning a corridor, the cages on the other side were all monsters, and they were transformed monsters. Each monster was locked in the cages alone. There were many guests here. Obviously, they were more interested in these monsters that were both beautiful and had cultivation.

Mo Ran took a look, but shook his head. These were considered high-level monsters, and they were actually trained to be like pets. They had a curtain tied around their necks and were lying obediently on the ground with their naked bodies.

Mo Ran did some of the bosses in the black market trained them, and they actually polished their innate wildness to nothing, but Mo Ran soon found out.

They went directly through the area where the monsters were closed and came to another place. The people here were not locked in cages, but in prisons. There were all kinds of torture instruments outside, each of which was hideous and terrifying. At this time, three teenagers were tied to the shelf, and a fat man was whipping a whip hard on one person.

Tang Jin stopped, and Mo Ran also stopped. She looked at the person who was beaten. Every whip was blown away and his flesh was covered in blood. But the young man always lowered his head, and his chaotic expression could not be seen clearly. But the tightly clenched fists and tight body could all show that he endured it very hard.

"Okay, you have a hard bone, I see how long you can hold on," the fat man said viciously. He suddenly threw the whip into a bucket and splashed a string of red water.

Mo Ran thought it was blood, but soon he found that it was not. The bucket turned out to be chili water, and the whip was soaked in chili water.

The fat man pulled out another whip from another bucket and continued to whip the boy just now. The whip was much softer than the whip just now. It would not make the skin bloom after whip. But after a while, the boy roared in his throat, angry and anxious.

I didn't say a word of pain just now, but now I struggled desperately. Mo Ran thought, I was probably soaking the whip with some medicine, and soon the thick man said, "How about it, the boy's desire smells bad, please be obedient to the uncle, and I will give you the antidote, otherwise there are hundreds of ways to make you worse than death."

But the young man suddenly raised his head, stared at the thick man with murderous eyes, and spitted him a mouthful of saliva, and said with hatred, "I will not let you succeed even if I die."

The fat man grabbed the boy's chin, looked around, and suddenly moved his lower body in a vulgar way, "You guy is really pretty. Now beg me, uncle, if you are happy, you may be able to satisfy you."

The murderous aura in the boy's eyes almost overflowed, and he turned his head and bit the man's finger. The man suddenly screamed in shock. He slapped the boy's head with his other hand, but the boy never let go. After a while, the man finally broke free, but the boy's mouth was full of blood, and he opened his mouth and spit out a piece of his finger.

"I think you don't want to live anymore." The fat man screamed in pain. At this time, he was angry again. He pulled out the whip from the pepper water again and hit the boy desperately. After a while, the boy's body was bloody and flesh, and even his breath became much weaker.

"Stop." Mo Ran suddenly said, although his voice was light, it made the man who executed the execution clearly hear it.

The man immediately turned around viciously, "Uncle, I teach the disobedient slave a lesson. What are you? How dare you ask the uncle to stop."

But as soon as he finished speaking, he stared at Mo Ran and fell into silence, his eyes became more and more obscene, and his saliva was almost flowing down. But suddenly, a whip shadow fell on his face. The man screamed suddenly, covering his eyes and shouting wildly, "Who dares to hit me?"

Before he finished speaking, another whip fell down, and then the whip fell like raindrops. The man was left with only his head and screamed, unable to say a word at all. The man looked fat, but he was very tired without slapping. He soon had more breathing and less breathing.

Mo Ran looked at Tang Jin. He held a whip in his hand, looked at the people on the ground with cold eyes, and whipped it over, without any turbulence on his face.

A middle-aged man hurried over and stood behind Tang Jin and said nervously, "Stop the anger, just treat such a small person, how can you let the adults do it yourself?"

But Tang Jin didn't stop. Seeing that the man was about to die, Mo Ran said, "You've made this place even more dirty."

Tang Jin glanced at Mo Ran, then stopped his hand, then put the whip aside, took out a handkerchief and wiped his hands, and also stood on the ground.

The middle-aged man quickly called his two subordinates next to him and said, "Please carry this life-and-death thing down, don't get in the eyes of the two adults."

Soon, the person on the ground was carried out, but judging from the person's injuries, he was afraid he would not be able to survive. Tang Jin beat him all the fatal pussy.

Then the middle-aged man smiled and said, "I don't know if the adults are here, I have missed the opportunity to welcome you. I hope you will forgive me. Following the adults' instructions, these people have not been used to it yet, so you can choose whatever you want."

Tang Jin looked at Mo Ran and said, "Little lover, do you want to choose?"

Mo Ran looked at him and found that Tang Jin wanted to pick these wild and untamed people, as well. These people still have the possibility of training, and the ones in the sky are loyal people.

Mo Ran walked to the dying boy who had just been beaten. She helped the boy's chin and bounced two pills into his mouth. One of them was used to cure injuries, and the other could relieve hundreds of poisons. I believe that the lust poison could not be any advanced poison, and there is no need to prepare a special antidote.

The young man opened his eyes slightly, and a confused light flashed through his dark eyes. He seemed to be unbelievable to see such a beautiful person in such a place. After a while, the wound on his body healed rapidly, and even his spiritual power was recovered a lot. The young man's eyes flashed past the person before him, and finally frozen on Mo Ran. A pair of brown eyes looked at her quietly, his lips stretched into a straight line, and a hoarse voice asked, "Why did you save me?"

Mo Ran said, "I want to take you away, are you willing to go with me?"

The boy pursed his lips and said nothing. The woman's eyes were so clean. The man beside her was even more noble and flawless. They stood here and almost illuminated the dark place. They were so out of place. Their existence seemed to be constantly emphasizing that he and they were not from the same world.

The saying that I want to take you away sounds a bit ironic. He has nothing, and may even be as small as an ant in their eyes. Why do they take him away?

He did not hear the boy's answer, but Mo Ran smiled and continued, "If you stay here, continue to be trained. You will either die or become a person like the cage. In the future, you will be bought by other cultivators and follow me. You may be able to win another sky and just a gamble. Anyway, you have nothing, are you still afraid of losing?"

The boy's eyes were surging, and Mo Ran's words aroused the toughness of not accepting his fate. He had nothing, but even if he was still there in one breath, he would not be willing to be traded in this stinky place. His voice was much higher and he bet on his way, "I'll go with you."

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