Chapter 813 813 I Was a Goddess in Ancient Times (20) Four More

Hearing Chu Yun's voice, Ge Tian woke up.

go in? Of course you can go in.

There is no way, Gang Chuyun's reaction is too fast, and his strength is very powerful. He finally knows why this person is a tribe chief. He is clearly a powerful warrior, but he doesn't know why there is no pattern on his arm.

"Lord Yun, Lord Priest." Ge Tian didn't know how likely he was to defeat Chu Yun, "Here please, are you two here to exchange things with us this time?"

He smiled at Ye Shaohua and the others, as if the unpleasantness just didn't exist at all.

Although Ye Shaohua only had four people this time, he brought a lot of things with him.

Everything is on the fennel.

However, there are still a large number of things waiting for the other soldiers of the Icefield Tribe to bring over, and there are not many things brought over by Fennel.

"That's right, we want to see what's on the market on your side. If possible, we'd like to exchange some slaves to go back." You, as a diplomat, spoke again.

"This is the place where many people come to the large market this time, but they have to pay rent every day." Ge Tian personally led Ye Shaohua and the group to an adobe house.

After entering the room, Fen Cai threw the hundreds of kilograms of his body to the ground with a bang.

Ge Tian didn't pay much attention to Anise at first, because everything was on Anise's body, so he thought Anise was just a slave, and now Anise threw everything on the ground.

Ge Tian also saw the pattern on Fennel's arm.

His eyes widened suddenly!

So...that's the pattern of a tenth-level warrior? ! "High Priest, Lord Yun," After Anise put down her things, she naturally took out the iron pot and some meat and seasonings, "What do you want for lunch?"

"You can eat whatever you want." Ye Shaohua smiled.

Anise's eyes lit up, and then she started cooking.

This scene made Ge Tian even more frightened.

Isn't that what a slave would do?

Even if there is a tenth-level soldier in the icefield, this tenth-level soldier is still a soldier in the icefield? What the hell is going on with this ice field?

Ge Tian looked at Ye Shaohua and Chu Yun even more in awe, and then he didn't even look at what Ye Shaohua and the others brought, so he went back to report to their city lord, the tenth-level warrior of the first-class city, Yantian.

After Ge Tian went out, a woman in complicated clothes was waiting for him outside, "Master Ge."

"Ge Bing, don't stare at the people in the icefield all the time," Ge Tian said solemnly, "If you stare at other people, you must trouble them, treat them as distinguished guests, and treat them well."

When Ge Bing heard this, she was a little surprised, but seeing Ge Tian's serious expression, she didn't ask anything.

People who probably know these ice fields in their hearts are probably not simple.

Fen actually broke through to the tenth-level warrior after eating dinosaur meat last night. Ye Shaohua felt that the dinosaur meat had energy, and this time he brought a little bit over in exchange.

Right now, Fen is greedy for these dinosaur meat, Ye Shaohua and Chu Yun are not concerned about Fen.

The two of them glanced at each other, then took some weapons and went to the market here.

Many tribes have already arrived earlier than them, and some are still affiliated tribes around the first-class city.

The affiliated tribes of the first-class cities are good enough, and those with less ability are equivalent to slaves.

A place not far from them.

A group of people from the Canglan tribe were wearing shabby sackcloths. When looking at this group of people in the first-class city, they could only be described as embarrassed.

"Sir, we really don't have anything else left," Ye Kun looked at the middle-aged man in front of him and said flatteringly, "Can we meet Master Ge Bing, my daughter also has the ability to sacrifice..."

"See what you see, do you think Master Ge Bing is someone you can see if you want to see him?" The man who spoke looked at Ye Kun impatiently, "The power of sacrifice, we can grab anyone out of the first-class city, and there are two of the three. Everyone has the power to sacrifice, and everyone wants to see Lord Ge Bing, where does she have so much free time?"

Seeing this man like this, Ye Kun was cruel.

Then he turned to look at a young man behind him, and said in a low voice, "Bring it."

There was resistance on the young man's face, but he finally took it out.

What he took out was a fine piece of cloth that would be brand new.

Ye Kun handed the cloth to the man in front of him, and continued to respectfully say, "Please help me."

This cloth is a bit delicate, even in a first-class city, not everyone can wear it, the middle-aged man's eyes lit up, he stretched out his hand to take it, and smiled, "Okay, I'll take it, I'll return to Lord Ge Bing later. I'll ask you when you're here, but I don't know if Master Ge Bing would like to see you."

"Thank you, sir, for your willingness to help!" Ye Kun's group's eyes lit up when they heard these words.

When the middle-aged man left, they withdrew their eager eyes.

The young man who just took out the cloth had a yellow face and thin skin. "Clan leader, we don't have much cloth left. If we still don't see Mr. Ge Bing, we will all be killed by the wolf tribe..."

"Ming," Ye Kun didn't look at him, but looked at the girl in the muslin clothes beside him, "Whether our Canglan tribe can survive depends on this time."

Ye Ming didn't answer Ye Kun, but stared blankly at the corner of the front, the girl in white clothes half-bent over looking at something, her eyes fell on her face.