Chapter 105 Holy Word

Yang Feng didn't expect that the Siya people still existed.

The Siya, who had only 30,000 people, actually survived the great disaster of annihilation, which surprised Yang Feng. At the same time, he couldn't help but think of an important problem, a deep doubt that had been suppressed in his heart. Perhaps, these Sian people know the reason for the great disaster of the world. After all, they survived the great catastrophe. And the unique ability of the Exi people should be passed on.

"The blue-skinned man, from the Alash Heights, is a kind of color-changing race. It is said that the blue-skinned woman has a special set of soft body ability..." At the end of the introduction of Yemen, there was a ** smile on his face.

Hearing the meaningful ** laughter in Yemen, the male professionals present burst into laughter, and some impatient professionals have made a noise.

"Quickly shoot."

"Damn it! I want all these women. Let's just make a price.

"Just tell me how much it is."

Siya women are extremely rare, and it is rare to catch nine at a time. Nowadays, human beings are repulsive to mutant races, while men, as professionals, have a curious heart. Of course, there is more to show off and compare. Rare Siya women have become a tool for male professionals to show off. After all, there are too few Siya people, and there are even fewer women.

Seeing the anxious faces of a group of professionals, the auctioneer Yemen waved his hand to signal everyone to be quiet. After everyone calmed down, Yemen said, "Now the auction begins. The starting price is 500,000 yuan, and the price increase is 50,000 yuan each time."

"Wow..."

"It's too tricky."

"Why is it so expensive?"

"500,000? Why don't you rob it?"

500,000 yuan gold coins are a lot of money for most professionals. Even rich professionals can't help frowning and retreating.

"Everyone! Everyone! Because this is an auction of nine, the price of each is only about 40,000 to 50,000, which is not expensive.

Seeing everyone's dissatisfaction, Yemen hurriedly explained. In fact, it's not that the auction house refuses to sell one by one, but because of the coercion of these nine Siya people, so they can't sell them all at once. At that time, when these Siya people were caught, the auction house negotiated with them and found that there was a special toxin in their bodies, which were usually wrapped in the gallbladder. Once they thought about life and death, these toxins would be stimulated. The auction house planned to take out the toxins, but it failed in the end.

Hearing this sentence from Yemen, some professionals have given up their intention to buy. Of course, there are also many people who want to buy these Siya people. Even if it can't be used, it's good to take it back to install the facade.

"600,000!"

"I'll pay 700,000!"

"Damn it! 800,000!"

"I'll pay a million."

Yang Feng didn't say anything or raise a sign, and the price has climbed to one million. Unless Yang Feng sells all the equipment on his body or the golden dagger. Moreover, the price continues to rise, and Yang Feng is not sure how far the price will reach in the end. However, Yang Feng is sure that there will definitely be only one bidder in the end. Instead of wasting money, it's better to ask her to help.

Yang Feng's eyes turned to Xue Biyao not far away.

Xue Biyao did not open her mouth. She kept staring at the nine Siya women above. Among the nine Siya women, except for the tall professional in the middle who raised his head and glared at the present, all the rest buried their heads.

"Two million." A fat professional raised a sign.

"Two million, do you still have it? Is there anything higher? If not, then this gentleman is good." Yemen didn't knock down for a long time, and he deliberately delayed it a little.

The price of 2.3 million yuan has caused bidders above nine floors to retreat.

Hearing this price, Yang Feng couldn't help sighing that there are still many rich people in the world. At this price alone, unless you sell the only two pieces of gold equipment, you can't make up the money at all. 500,000 soared to 2.3 million, which was expected. These nine Xi'ya women alone are enough to make the auction house make a lot of money. After the price of 2.3 million appeared, the rest of the bidders did not say anything.

"No more? Well, this gentleman..."

"Three million!" Xue Biyao took action.

Hearing this voice, Yang Feng smiled faintly, and he couldn't bear to take action.

Sure enough, after Xue Biyao shouted out three million, the fat professional could only take back his hand. Higher prices can be afforded by this fat professional. But he also saw Xue Biyao take action with his own eyes, and Yonglong, the manager of the Gail market, also came in person at that time. He was very respectful to Xue Biyao. As long as he was not blind, he could see that Xue Biyao's identity was different.

"Three million, is there anything to start again? No more? Then this lady will get it." Yemen knocked down the hammer.

"Miss!"

Hearing that Xue Biyao bought these nine Siya people for three million, the female entourage beside her was full of anxiety. Although the Xue family is very rich, these three million is not a small amount. If it is known by the owner, the consequences will be unimaginable.

"I've already bought it. I'll tell my father when I get back." Xue Biyao interrupted the female entourage.

Then, Xue Biyao walked towards the auction house with her female entourage.

And the nine Xi'ya people were taken down and walked towards the auction house. When passing by, some salted pigs kept harassing the nine Siya people. Those who have the most salty pig hands are the bidders who haven't bought the Siya people. Even if they can't buy it, it's good to have a good time. Nine Siya women kept avoiding the stretched salted pig hands. After walking through this section, when the nine Siya women were completely relieved, a dark-haired teenager passed by.

Nine well-prepared Siya women subconsciously protected important parts of their bodies.

"Alash Monroe Pikafelsde..." At the moment of passing by, the black-haired teenager read a squeaky text.

"Alash Monroe Pikafelsd..."

Hearing this perstractive text, nine Siya women were stunned and stared at the dark-haired teenager walking by indifferently. Because of surprise, the nine Siya women even forgot to protect important parts of their bodies. Because what the brunette teenager just said was the language of the Siya people. And that sentence is part of the Word of Sia. There are two tones of the Siya people, one is the ordinary tone and the other is the holy tone. The first tone is commonly used by the Siya people, and the holy tone can only be used by the virtuous elders in the Siya or foreigners recognized as friends by the Siya.

"Sister Ximeng, it's the holy word, that black-haired teenager will be the holy word of our clan."

"He must be a friend of our family."

"Great, we're saved."

"Sister! Let's go find him later. Maybe he can help our family.

After the eight Siya women reacted, they immediately turned their worries into joy and said to the tall Siya woman. Of course, they use the Siya tone, which outsiders can't understand at all. The professionals who escorted these Siya women have long been used to it. Anyway, they can't understand them, so they don't bother to pay attention to these Siya women. For these Siya women, these professionals have also coveted for a long time, but because of the rules of the auction house, they dare not mess around.

The Siya woman named Ximeng did not say anything, but looked at the back of the dark-haired teenager with a thoughtful look.

Who is this brunette teenager? Why does he understand the holy words of our people? Is it a foreign friend? But I haven't heard from my father that we have foreign friends. Thinking of the disaster suffered by the Siya people, Xi Meng's heart sank. That disaster almost exterminated the Siya people. After being caught here, Ximeng is still worried about the safety of other ethnic groups.

The great witch in the clan once predicted that he was the one who could help us?

"When we have a chance to escape, we will ask the brunette boy." Xi Meng interrupted the eight sisters.

"Uh-huh!"

The other eight Siya women answered one after another.

Ximeng is right. Now they are all in trouble. How can they save other ethnic groups? Let's escape from here first. Xi Meng and others entered the tent with the professionals, and at this time, Xue Biyao had gone through the formalities.

" Untie it all!" Xue Biyao motioned to the professional beside her.

"Yes! Yes!" Six professionals quickly came forward to untie the shackles on Xi Meng's body.

After breaking free from the shackles, he regained the feeling of freedom, which made Xi Meng and others full of joy.

"Okay! You can go." Xue Biyao waved her hand.

"Go?" Xi Meng and others were shocked and looked at Xue Biyao puzzledly.

"Of course, do you still want me to take you? I don't have that time. You can leave now. Don't be caught again. Xue Biyao said.

Xi Meng and others looked at each other. They really couldn't believe that Xue Biyao would let them go.

After hesitating for a while, Xi Meng put her hands together in front of her chest and said in astringent human standard language, "Thank you for your great kindness. If our family can avoid this disaster, we will repay you."

"Retribution? No, you'd better go quickly. I'll leave here later. Xue Biyao didn't care much about Xi Meng's words.

"Uh-huh!"

Xi Meng and others hesitated, saluted Xue Biyao one after another, and then left the same place one after another. The rest of the staff were shocked to see that Xue Biyao had released the slaves bought for three million yuan.

After witnessing Xi Meng and others leave, Xue Biyao turned her head and asked the female entourage beside her, "Big brother, where are they now?"

"I'll check it right away!" The female entourage took out a strange little instrument and opened it directly.

Bie-Bie...

The small instrument made a crisp sound.

Hearing the crisp sound, Xue Biyao and the female entourage were stunned at the same time.

"It's not good! The young master, something happened to them. The female follower said worriedly.

"Something happened... Hurry up! Let's go! Go and find the big brother." Hearing that something happened to her eldest brother, Xue Biyao's face suddenly changed greatly and pulled the female entourage and ran out.

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A Lyon followed Yang Feng behind. Along the way, he found that every time Yang Feng walked, he always carved a strange sign somewhere. A Lyon had never seen this sign. It was a strange symbol, which seemed to be a mark of a certain race or something. Alion wanted to ask, but when he thought of his identity, he didn't dare to ask too much. Yang Feng needs a quiet place, and Arion has already arranged it. As for what Yang Feng is going to do, Arion doesn't know.