Chapter 623: Scar of Oblivion (3)

Along the way, Futu's coercion cleared the way, and it went very smoothly. Unavoidably, at the border, he was asked by the generals of the Longxuan Empire, so Shen Yanxiao simply proceeded directly from the edge of the barren land.

This idea that the barren land is safer than the outside really makes people vomit blood.

The Forgotten Scar can be said to be the largest trading market in the Bright Continent.

There is nothing you can't buy here, only what you can't think of.

From all kinds of rare treasures to all kinds of monsters.

But there is a rule in Scar of Oblivion, that is, no matter what you want to buy, you are not allowed to ask about the origin of the product.

Shen Yanxiao and the others reached the Scar of Oblivion ten days later.

Standing on the plain, looking at the canyon leaving the land, it is really amazing.

Walking into the trace of oblivion, you can see houses built in the valley everywhere, dirty ground and dilapidated buildings, like a slum.

The entire valley is hot and dry, and the strong stench makes people feel uncomfortable.

In such a messy place, one can see brightly dressed nobles and rich merchants walking on the street, behind many of them are followed by a few ragged slaves with dull eyes, whose limbs are chained The chain, still led by the buyer, is like an animal.

"Come and see, young and strong adult slave, strong and in good health."

"Young little slave girl..."

As the only slave market in the entire Bright Continent, there are slave traders everywhere in the Forgotten Scar.

Those slaves were kneeling on a platform built of wood, their limbs were chained, and the two-finger-thick iron collar tightly strangled their necks. Their hair was disheveled, and the tattered cloth strips on their bodies covered the last trace of shame. The whole body was filthy, and there was a strong stench.

The slave trader held the whip in his hand, yelled and waved the whip, and threw the whip like a poisonous snake on the slaves indifferently.

"It's really uncomfortable here." As a pastor, Sleeping Wolf couldn't bear the cruelty of the slave market. He watched a young girl shivering and curled up under the whip of the merchant.

"There is still such a place in the Bright Continent. I don't know what the people here are thinking." Fire Wolf couldn't bear to continue looking, so he could only look away.

The six wolves looked at Shen Yanxiao who was walking in the front. Since entering the Scar of Oblivion, Shen Yanxiao hadn't said a word.

They didn't know that the person who couldn't stand the slave trade the most was Shen Yanxiao.

Shen Yanxiao's eyes were colder than ever before, looking at the slaves for sale along the road, seeing those people who had been thoroughly brainwashed kneeling tremblingly on the ground under the scolding of the traders, begging for the favor of the buyers , like a sold animal, showing teeth and muscles, as if expecting to be bought back.

There was a loud noise, and there was a commotion in the crowded crowd ahead.

A brawny shirtless man pulled a thin and emaciated little girl, rushed through the crowd and rushed forward.

Behind them, five or six fat men with big bellies and round waists were chasing after them with whips.

The crowded crowd formed a natural barrier, the strong man suddenly fell to the ground under the constant impact, the little girl in his hands rushed forward hastily, and fell directly at Shen Yanxiao's feet side.

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I'm going to the hospital to extract my teeth later, so I'll update a chapter first.