Watching people eat dishes may also be a rule of survival in the slave market.

Su Han can't say too much about this, at least people are welcoming him with a smile at the moment, after all, he can't reach out and hit the smiley person.

"Close the teleportation array, and prohibit everyone from Dayan Ling from teleporting to the slave market!"

Mo Hai seemed to be able to see the change in Su Han's expression, but he didn't pay much attention to it. Instead, he waved his hand and shouted violently.

This is the only teleportation array in the entire slave market.

Under Mo Hai's order, the teleportation formation was closed, and even those who had previously entered the slave market were not allowed to go out, let alone other people who wanted to come in.

"Brother Su, next?" Mo Hai looked at Su Han cautiously.

To be honest, this attitude is hypocritical to the extreme.

He is obviously not afraid of Su Han, but at this moment, he is like a loyal servant.

"You don't have to."

Even though he had experienced such things in his previous life, Su Han was still a little uncomfortable.

He frowned and said, "As you said before, I didn't really come here to take refuge, so let's just talk less gossip and just focus on the main point, how about?"

"That's great."

Mo Hai nodded and smiled: "But if you are a wealthy man like Brother Su, you can't just stand outside and let the wind blow and the sun? I have an elegant place. I don't know if Brother Su is satisfied."

When the voice fell, Mo Hai was in front, leading Su Han through the crowd, and gradually away.

Along the way, Su Han's line of sight was constantly passing around.

As seen in the previous life, there is no change at all.

Many slaves, with various traces painted on the center of their eyebrows, are like beasts, locked in cages.

That mark is a symbol of their status as slaves, and it can also represent what level of slaves they are.

Although it didn't have much effect, their hands and feet were still blocked by chains. It seemed that because they were too tight, blood was flowing in many people's wrists and ankles.

It's not just men, it's not just men.

There are everything for old and young women and children.

Of course, they have a characteristic that they agree with, that is, more or less, they have a little cultivation base.

Mortals do not deserve to be taken into custody in the slave market.

"It seems that Brother Su is very interested in these slaves?"

Seeing Su Han's gaze sweeping back and forth, Mo Hai couldn't help laughing: "Walking like this is also boring, so how about letting Mo explain to Brother Su?"

Su Han nodded lightly, but did not refuse.

"Look over there."

Mo Hai pointed to a middle-aged man not far away and said: "This person's name is recorded in the memory spar, but we are still used to calling him by the slave code."

Su Han followed where he was pointing, but saw that the middle-aged man had scattered hair and blood stains on his face. Not only his wrists and ankles, but also his neck, he was chained.

The center of his eyebrows was also marked with two stars.

Two-star slave!

There is no doubt that this middle-aged man was a monk in the fairy realm before he became a slave, and even now.

"His slave code name is Silver Eleven."

Mo Haidao: "This person has only a Tier 3 fairy realm, but there is one thing that I want to arouse Brother Su's interest."

"What?" Su Han asked.

"He started practicing as a mortal, and he has only used it for 38,000 years."

Even Mo Hai, when he said this, there was a flash of admiration in his eyes.

"Ok?"

Su Han was even more shocked by the person's cultivation speed.

From the beginning of mortals to practice, to this third-order fairy realm, it only took 38,000 years?

What an amazing speed is this?

You know, if you count the time in the saint son Xumijie, even Su Han and others have already lived for more than 38,000 years!

Moreover, Su Han's current cultivation base is only a superior sub-xian!

Of course, this is because Su Han has nine deities.

But even for other people, based on their aptitude alone, the person with the strongest martial arts aptitude in Phoenix Sect was Shen Li.

And Shen Li, including the cultivation time in the Saint Son Xumi Jie, definitely more than 38,000 years!

Perhaps it was the conditions of the inferior stars that restricted Shen Li's cultivation speed, but what had to be admitted was that the cultivation qualifications of this middle-aged man were indeed terrifying.

"What price?" Su Han asked straightaway.

To be honest, whenever someone with this kind of aptitude appears against the sky, Su Han can't help but want to receive it from the Phoenix Sect.

With his training, coupled with the assistance of the Saint Son Xumijie, the opponent will definitely fly into the sky!

"Although this person has extremely strong qualifications, his cultivation is still low after all, so the price is not too expensive."

Mo Hai sold it off and said with a smile: "Three million fairy crystals."

Su Han was silent and did not speak.

People in the slave market, such as Mo Hai, obviously wouldn't raise the price of slaves just because Su Han was very rich.

What price should be, what price should be, unless it is due to the slave itself, otherwise, there will be no increase or decrease.

Three million immortal crystals, buying a slave in the third-order fairy realm, to be honest, expensive.

And it is very expensive!

If you use 3 million immortal crystals to buy the second-rank burst beads, you can buy nearly five.

And five fairy crystals are enough to kill the existence of five top fairy realms!

However, the slave market has insight into people's hearts, and they must know that anyone who wants to buy this silver eleven must see his qualifications instead of cultivation.

Like Su Han.

A slave has different values in different people's hearts.

Obviously, this Silver Eleven is worth the price in the eyes of Su Han ~www.mtlnovel.com~.

"There are no other conditions, right?" Su Han asked.

"What are the conditions for a fairy realm? Any slave who has conditions is above the fairy king realm." Mo Hai shook his head.

The slave market sells slaves, and not everyone sells them. For example, those high-level slaves who want to buy require certain conditions. This Su Han knew about it, so he asked.

"This person, I want it, and finally settle the bill together." Su Han said as he walked.

"Haha, this is naturally excellent." Mo Hai immediately showed a happy smile.

Not long afterwards, he pointed to a beautiful and beautiful woman in the distance, and said in a low voice, "Brother Su think, how about this one?"

"Fairyland?"

Su Han felt the woman's cultivation, and immediately shook his head: "No."

"Brother Su, I have to remind you that this is a descendant of the fox demon clan. They have always been good at charming and enchanting. Although their cultivation level is still low, their skills in certain aspects are the Immortal Venerable Realm and the Immortal Emperor Realm. I have to be amazed!" When Mo Hai spoke, he blinked at Su Han again.

Su Han looked at the woman again.

The latter seemed to feel Su Han's gaze, and also looked at each other.

Those eyes that are like flowing autumn water, with prayers and grudges, make people unable to help but want to love and sympathize.

It was Su Han, at that moment, there was a little heartbeat.

However, it was only a moment.

"The roots of troubles."

After faintly uttering four words, Su Han withdrew his gaze, and gradually faded away from Mo Hai's regretful expression.