Interstellar Love Diary

Many people were soliciting guests along the way. Arien and Long Ruo, two obvious newcomers, were warmly welcomed by the slave vendors.

Growing up in the age of peace, Long Ruo, who has been nurtured by the correct three views, is very unaccustomed to the population trading of red fruits, and I don't know if it is his illusion. Since entering the slave market, Arion's mood seems to have changed. Low up.

Thinking of the purpose of the two, Long Ruo couldn't help but think, could it be that Arion's adjutant was also sold to this slave farm?

Long Ruo saw a tall and strong man lying curled up in a stone cage, with his arms bare in the ice and snow, and only a small piece of animal skin around his waist. In a completely primitive state, his lips were blue from the cold.

"Guest, this was brought back by Tag Star. The freshly-produced Tier 6 mecha fighters have good combat effectiveness and are cheap. They only need 5 million federal coins. It is also good to take them home as a guard to help care for the nursing home. Yes." A short man with a whip on the side immediately stepped forward to greet him.

"We don't buy." Arion raised his arm, blocking Long Ruo's sight without a trace, and said indifferently.

The man sitting in the cage also raised his head, with a sullen expression on his gray face, and a fierce light flashed in his eyes as he swept across the short man.

"What are you looking at? You are not convinced, are you?" The short man shook his whip at once, and the man's skin was ripped apart.

With the sound of the whip, Long Ruo's heart twitched.

"Don't look." Arien wrapped his shoulders, pressed his head against his chest, and walked forward with his arms around Long Ruo.

When the short man saw that they had not made a deal, disappointment flashed across his face, and vented all his anger on the slave, his whip snapped.

Long Ruo suddenly felt that he had harmed that man. If it weren't for him to look around, I'm afraid that the man of Targe would only be hungry and cold in the cage, but at least he would not get a whip.

He grabbed Arian’s hand, and there was an inexplicable emotion in his heart. If he did not meet Arian, would he be caught one day, and then be locked in a cage like an animal People buying and selling?

"It's not your fault." Arion shook his hand back and shook it hard.

"Hey, the savages of Tagstar are rude and savage, and most people don’t like them. Come and see Mengbaxing’s female slave. She is young, beautiful and coquettish, and has a strong ability to reproduce. There can be several reproduction periods in her life. Go back, if you can give birth to a cub, you will earn it."

young and beautiful? Strong reproduction ability? Give birth to cubs?

The small radar in Long Ruo's body ticked automatically, and he immediately became nervous.

He likes Arion very much, Arion also likes him very much, they are happy, but he is a man, he will not give birth to cubs!

When the Mengbaxing woman saw Arion, a gleam of light flashed on her beautiful face, she desperately glared at Arion, and she knew she had bad intentions.

Long Ruo couldn't wait to cover Arion's eyes with something.

Fortunately, Arion didn't seem to receive the woman's provocative electric eyes. He just glanced at the crowd and walked away.

The two strolled around, Arion said nothing, the expression on his face was a bit disappointed.

Long Yi looked at Arion nervously, and whispered: "Didn't you find it?"

Arion raised his hand and rubbed it on the top of his head, and gave a noncommittal "um".

"Do you two want to buy slaves? What kind of ones do you want? Fighting butler type or anti-boring type?" Someone watched them both wearing and wearing, as if they didn't see satisfaction, they came over and said, "Fighting at level 7 or above. The type of mecha warrior will have to go to the prison battlefield. Do you want the housekeeping type or the elite assistant type? There are more depressing types, tall, short, fat, thin, robust and delicate. The beautiful and ugly loli is too big, the uncle, the queen, and the queen has everything, and there must be something that meets the preferences of the two."

Long Ruo opened his mouth wide, thinking that this slave trade had become a scale.

He followed Arian out of the market, and then asked in a low voice: "Arian, does this Carmen star field allow slave trade?"

"Not allowed." Arion said.

"Oh." Long Ruo felt sorrowful, thinking that in the ancient earth era, people were not allowed to buy and sell. It is normal for the Carmen Star Region, which has a much more civilized level than the earth, to prohibit the buying and selling of people.

"Where are you going now?" Long Ruo asked.

Arion was silent for a moment, and said, "Prisoner's battlefield."

When leaving the bazaar, Long Ruo also glanced back at the large and small stone cages, as well as the various slaves trapped in them for sale. Their wooden but gray expressions were deeply imprinted on the dragon. Ruo's mind.

Arion seemed to know what he was thinking, and squeezed his hand firmly, saying, "I have a chance to come again."

Long Ruo understood what he meant and came to rescue them again when he had a chance.

He shook Arion's hand back and nodded vigorously.

The so-called prison arena is the arena for prisoners.

The prisoners who were looted because of defeat or other reasons used their lives to fight in the arena to entertain the big men in the stands. If you win, it is possible to get the favor of a certain big man and be redeemed. Although the end is still to work for others, it is at least better than in this dark place.

If you lose, you don't even have a life.

Long Ruo followed Arion to a dilapidated material shop following the map instructions.

Long Ruo: "..."

Arion: "..."

"This is it?" Long Ruo looked back and forth, and indeed did not find any tall prisoners' battlefield gates, and asked.

Arien hesitated, checked the electronic map again, confirmed his location, and nodded: "It should be here."

"Then go in and take a look." Long Ruo was not very confident and authentic.

The two entered the material store. The owner of the material store put his legs on the counter. He was watching the love soap opera of the first male **** of interstellar. When the two came in, his eyes were not raised: "The price is written on the electronic board, what do you want? Take it by yourself, and use your own personal terminal to transfer money over there."

Long Ruo: "..."

"Let's go to the prison battlefield." Arion said.

"The same goes for the prisoner's battlefield."

Arion: "..."

Long Ruo followed Arion and silently swiped his personal terminal. After the review was passed, only a small "click" sound was heard, and a narrow passage appeared on the light wall behind the material store. It was dark and dark. I don’t know. Where does it lead.

The two looked at each other, and finally the boss lazily reminded: "The pass has a time limit, and the door will be closed after another 30 seconds. If you want to enter, you have to buy another ticket."

Long Ruo: "..."

He stepped into the passage decisively.

The dark passage was long and quiet, as if it could not reach the end. If it weren't for Arian holding his hand in front, Long Ruo would have the urge to run back.

Nima, who will tell him why he did not hesitate when he put away the tickets, and in the end he didn't install a street lamp?

Four hours later, when Long Ruo felt that he was about to suffer from claustrophobia, a bright light finally came in front of him, and he heard frantic roars in his ears.

Long Ruo's spirits lifted up, thinking that the convict battlefield that cheated his father is finally approaching.

After a while, at the end of the passage, a huge circular arena finally appeared in front of the two of them.

The area of ​​the prison arena is very large. At this time, there are many spectators sitting in the stands, and the arrival of the two people did not attract anyone's attention.

Long Ruo followed Arion down the stairs and found an empty stand to sit down.

The prison arena is divided into different areas. In many areas, fierce battles are now being carried out. Humans and humans, humans and beasts, humans and mechas, no matter who the opponent is, only one of them Only death can end the war.

Direct and cruel.

There is a light brain on the seat of each stand, which records the images of each game in the prison arena and the information of the combatants.

If you want to see which slave is fighting, you can pay directly to place an order, or you can place a bet. It is said that the gambling money placed in the prison battlefield each year accounts for one-third of the total income of the Harry galaxy!

Long Ruo picked up the light brain and quickly scanned the information of the combatants inside.

At this time, there was a burst of cheers from the prisoner's battlefield, and the words "Harry's Arrowtooth Flower", "Beautiful Angel" and so on came one after another, and the crowd screamed as if they were crazy.

Long Luo immediately raised his eyes, only to realize that the fighting in all areas had stopped. The light wall at one o'clock in the northeast corner slowly opened, and a tall guard walked out with a slave.

Long Luo's eyes widened, and the slave was actually a beautiful young woman with an extremely weak appearance, with beautiful blond hair, shining brightly in the light.

Opposite her, another guard walked out with another soldier.

The warrior was tall and wore a dilapidated armor. His exposed arms were full of tendons that Long Ruo envied. His hair is short and lingering, his face is gray, and his body is full of hostility. He wore shackles on his hands and feet, and he stumbled and made a dull sound when he walked.

"The following is what we have been waiting for, the most beautiful arrowtooth flower of the Harry galaxy, Jia Shilan, and the duel of Thor. —"

Before the host had finished speaking, Xiu raised his head, staring at him coldly, the expression on his face was extremely sullen.

Long Ruo's eyes widened in surprise.

Aren’t Jia Shilan and Xiu the other two adjutants of Arion?

They weren't dead! that is really good!

"Arien, it's Jia Shilan and..." Long Luo turned his head, but he suddenly stopped.

Arien, who was sitting next to him, looked very angry.