As the name suggests, the slave office is a mansion. This mansion covers an area of ​​thousands of feet and is built in a simple and elegant manner.
The slave office is very lively, with people coming and going, and there are endless people.
There are more than one million dragon clans in the Dragon Capital City, and many people often include new slaves, so there are many things in the Slave House.
Su Mo saw that there were all kinds of slaves of all races and followed his master to the slave office.
There are witch clans, black scale clans, stone human clans, and other different races.
However, the number of these slaves is the most common.
In the main hall of the Slave House, there are ten dragon deacons busy growing slave seals for these new slaves.
Of course, the slave must be with his master to plant a slave seal that his master can control.
Hundreds of people gathered in the hall, lined up in ten lines, where slave seals were planted one by one.&1t;i>&1t;/i>
Long Ao had already left. Long Teng, Su Mo and Sikong Yan, lined up in a team next to him. There were six dragon clan people in front, with six slaves.
"Long Teng, is this the slave you are going to collect?" In the team next to him, a tall young man from the Dragon tribe looked at Su Mo and Sikong Yan and asked Long Teng.
As a five-clawed golden dragon, although Long Teng has just arrived in Longdu City, he is very famous in Longdu City and basically knows him.
This young man from the Dragon Clan has a low level of cultivation, wearing a gorgeous costume, with a handsome face, and the skin and the dragon horns on his forehead are purple and light purple. Obviously, the body of this Dragon Clan is the purple blood dragon.
Behind him was a female servant with a petite figure, fair and tender skin, and a very beautiful appearance.
Su Mo could see at a glance that this female slave was from the Xuanbing Clan, just like the Xuanbing Clan he had in the second mountain Xuanbing City.&1t;i>&1t;/i>
"Yeah!" Long Teng nodded.
"Long Teng, this human race has the third-grade cultivation level. How did you conquer it? How about selling it to me?" The young man from the Chinese Dragon Clan looked at Su Mo and said with a smile.
"Long Teng, sorry, this is my favorite slave. You might as well go out and look for it yourself!" Long Teng shook his head and gave Su Mo to the other party? It was simply a joke.
"Stingy!" Long Wei sneered, but he didn't force him, just a slave, everywhere.
Su Mo and Sikong Yan looked at the nose and the nose, and kept silent.
After coming to the Dragon Clan, they will be low-key and not have conflicts with the Dragon Clan.
After all, they came here just to settle down.
Su Mo and Sikong Yan lined up with Long Teng. After a while, the people in front of him left one after another, and it was their turn.&1t;i>&1t;/i>
"Sir, these two are the slaves I want to take over!" Long Teng clasped his fists at the middle-aged deacon, then pointed at Su Mo and Sikong Yan.
"Good, Long Teng, these two are the best slaves!" The middle-aged deacon looked at Su Mo and Sikong Yan with a slight jaw. He could see that both Su Mo and Sikong Yan had extremely strong qi and blood.
He has strong soul power and is all genius.
In the Dragon Clan, there are also big differences between slaves. No one is willing to collect slaves who are too useless.
If you want to be a slave to the Dragon Clan, you must have good talent to be favored.
"Haha, that's OK!" Long Teng smiled. He was not worried that the deacon could see the reality of Su Mo and Sikong Yan, because the deacon was only a seventh-grade cultivation level.
A strong man with seventh-level cultivation can at most see Su Mo and Sikong Yan's unfamiliar spirit, and it is impossible to see Su Mo and Sikong Yan's specific soul.&1t;i>&1t;/i>
"You two, one of you forced a drop of your own essence and blood!" The middle-aged deacon looked at Su Mo and Sikong Yan and shouted softly.
When Su Mo and Sikong Yan heard this, they opened their mouths one after another, and a drop of their own essence and blood was spewed out of their mouths.
Seeing this, the middle-aged deacon stretched out his big hand and sucked two drops of essence and blood into his palm, and then signaled to Longteng.
Long Teng also opened his mouth and spewed out a drop of his golden dragon essence.
The middle-aged deacon divided Long Teng's essence and blood into two, and merged Su Mo's essence and blood and Sikong Yan's essence and blood respectively.
Then, in the middle-aged deacon's hands, the dragon's power surged, and runes kept flashing, wandering among two drops of essence and blood.
Just in the middle of breathing, two drops of essence and blood turned into two rice grains of "slave" characters. Then the middle-aged deacon pressed his big hand and pressed two drops of essence and blood on Su Mo and Sikong Yan's foreheads.&1t
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Buzz ~~
As soon as the essence and blood touched the foreheads of the two people, a dazzling blood light suddenly burst out, and then slowly converged.
Under Su Mo's perception, the word "Su" on his forehead seemed to be connected with the essence, blood, holy pills, and soul in his body.
"Thank you, Mr. Deacon!" Seeing this, Long Teng immediately thanked the deacon.
"Long Teng, work hard to practice, go!" The deacon smiled and nodded, very polite to Long Teng.
"Goodbye!" Long Teng bowed, and then left the slave office with Su Mo and Sikong Yan.
"Longteng..."
Just as he walked out of the slave office, Sikong Yan was about to speak, when Long Teng immediately raised his hand and interrupted him.
"Let's go back first!" Long Teng said.
Seeing this, Sikong Yan stopped talking and followed Longteng with Su Mo and walked towards his residence.&1t;i>&1t;/i>
Longteng's residence is in a mansion in the center of Longdu City.
This mansion is very small, with only one palace and a garden in the courtyard of more than a hundred feet in a radius.
Soon, the three of them entered the mansion and came to the main hall of the palace.
"Long Teng, I feel that this slave seal is useless." Sikong Yan said impatiently.
"Of course it's useless!"
Sikong Yan smiled slightly and continued, "This slave seal is a simple seal method. It can only control warriors below the sixth level. To refine this slave seal, the master's essence and blood must be integrated into his essence and blood to control it.
The effect.”
"You haven't integrated your spiritual thoughts?" Su Mo asked in a deep voice.
"If you integrate, otherwise, the deacon will feel it!"
Long Teng smiled slightly and said softly: "However, after I have mastered the slave seal, I have cut off my spiritual connection with your slave seal, and that mental thought has dissipated!"
"So, our slave seal is just a decoration, and it has no use?" Sikong Yan's eyes lit up.
"Well, so you don't have to worry about being controlled by me."
Long Teng nodded and smiled, "Just wait until you leave the Tianlong Divine Dynasty in the future and force the slave seal out of your body."
This slave seal lost its master's spiritual thoughts, had no power at all, and no harm.
"That's good, otherwise it would be a shame to hold a slave seal in the future!" Sikong Yan breathed a sigh of relief. If this was the case, he would not have to care.
"There are several secret rooms for cultivation in this palace. You can practice here in the future!" Long Teng said again.
"Yeah!" Su Mo and Sikong Yan nodded.
Afterwards, the two of them chatted with Long Teng for a while and then entered the secret room one after another.
The secret room was very spacious. After Su Mo entered the secret room, he closed the door and began to retreat.
During this period, because of Zixiao, he could not calm down and practice, and now he is preparing for a long retreat.
Chapter completed!