Female CEO's Super Bodyguard

2Murong Yan's face was covered in dust. Her delicate face had deliberately gathered a little and looked a little awkward. However, a beauty at her level could be considered pretty no matter what. It was just that she was ordinary in the cage. At this moment, she was looking at Yang Ping excitedly and said proudly, "Do you see that? As long as you are sincere, the savior will come."    4

    

The other girls followed Murong Yan's gaze and saw an ordinary-looking man walking towards the slave trader. First, they were excited for a while, then they became disappointed and helplessly said, "Murong Yan, are you for real? He doesn't have the aura of a cultivator. How could he be a savior?"    

    

According to their understanding, the Savior was like a god. On his tall and handsome back, there was a pair of pure white wings. It was as if a god had descended to save them from the fire and water.    

    

Unfortunately, Yang Ping didn't look like much at all. He didn't have the demeanor of a powerful being at all.    

    

Murong Yan was anxious. She humphed and said, "What do you guys know? You can't just look at people's appearances."    

    

The girls shook their heads with sad eyes. Clearly, they did not have much hope for Yang Ping. Their only hope was to find a good family. At least a kind master would treat them well. They came all the way from the outside to Kongming City and saw the cruelty of Floating Continent.    

    

This was actually a slave society. They did not expect that Cloud Realm had existed for many years and had experienced several stages of social development. Slavery had long disappeared, but they had seen it with their own eyes. In front of their master, all men, women, and children who were marked as slaves were worse than pigs and dogs.    

    

Those who were lucky would encounter a master who was not considered cruel. He was just a slave. At most, he would sacrifice himself. Those who were unlucky would have to serve any man under the orders of their masters.    

    

On the way here, there were a total of ninety-one girls.    

    

Because they didn't want to be enslaved, they chose to resist. Unfortunately, they failed, and their fates were extremely miserable. Those who were lucky were killed on the spot. Those who were unlucky were called by the slave trader to take turns serving them. They were in so much pain that they died in the end.    

    

Many girls were cultivators and weren't weak. They thought it was easy to escape. Who would have thought that behind this slave trader was an extremely powerful Heaven Realm Expert?    

    

In Cloud Realm, other than some holy lands, Heaven Realm Expert was considered a great master anywhere.    

    

Moreover...    

    

They had also learned from the slavers that behind the slavers of Kongming City stood a terrible king.    

    

Gradually.    

    

The number of girls who had thoughts of escaping decreased, and they chose to accept their fate.    

    

They did not wish for the Savior to descend. They only wished to obtain a good home, even if they could marry an ordinary person and leave their status as slaves. It would be good for them to be normal.    

    

The girls came from rich families and passed through Desolate Land. They were killed, surrendered, and the men and women were separated. The men were sold to the lowest level of society and engaged in the most dangerous occupations. The pretty girls were transported to Floating Continent to consume their energy.    

    

Many nobles who were curious about the outside world loved to play with girls from the outside world.    

    

Therefore, the slave traders thought that they could sell them for a good price in Kongming City.    

    

Unfortunately.    

    

Kongming City was a bit poor, or rather, almost all of its wealth hit the City Lord's Mansion.    

    

The slave traders saw it. Somebody bought all the girls, and their eyes lit up, and they knew they had a big client. Smiling, he said: "This man, you really know what's good for you. They are girls from outside, not from Floating Continent. The taste is completely different from the local girls. You will know after you try."    

    

"You tried?"    

    

The slave trader was about to answer when he saw Yang Ping's expression. He immediately shook his head and smiled. "How is that possible? They are all fledgling. The fledgling can be sold for a good price. How can I be willing to use it? How about this, a girl can sell for a hundred floating coins, and eleven girls can sell for a total of one thousand one. If you want all of them, gather a full number, one thousand! "    

    

Yang Ping had a faint smile on his face. Looking at the slave trader's glowing eyes, he said, "Five hundred."    

    

The slave trader was stunned. Then, he said unhappily, "Father and son, you give five hundred for one thousand one. Isn't it too cheap? They are all from the outside world. Do you know what the outside world is like? A good place, beautiful scenery. Look at their skin. Tsk tsk, it's definitely more fun than the girls in Kongming City."    

    

Yang Ping shook his head and insisted, "Four hundred."    

    

The slave trader almost vomited blood. He said anxiously, "Father, why are you talking less and less? Just now, five hundred and now, four hundred. Are you sure?"    

    

Three hundred!"    

    

Yang Ping continued to lower the price.    

    

The slave trader glared at Yang Ping and said in a deep voice, "Master, are you here to tear down the table or to buy slaves? "Three hundred floating coins, why don't you go and rob them? Even if it was a normal beautiful female slave, it was not just this price. "They are good goods."    

    

Two hundred!"    

    

Yang Ping smiled.    

    

The slave trader looked gloomy. He looked at Yang Ping and finally realized something was wrong. Yang Ping was wearing normal clothes. There was no obvious sign of nobility on his body. He was probably a civilian. He was furious.    

    

"One hundred!"    

    

Yang Ping did not wait for the slave trader to speak. He sighed and said, "At most one hundred."    

    

The slave trader laughed angrily and said coldly, "Friend, you probably do not know the background of our Fuyuan Trading Company. Even the City Lord of Kongming City doesn't dare to openly snatch it. If you are a commoner, I won't make a fuss about it. "If you still want to find fault with me, don't blame me for being impolite."    

    

Boom!    

    

The slave trader unleashed his aura, and a Heavenly Sovereign Stage aura filled the air.    

    

Yang Ping was surprised.    

    

The slave trader was only a Heavenly Sovereign Stage, and of course, he was higher than him. He didn't know that he hadn't broken through to the Heavenly Sovereign realm, but Murong Yan's strength wasn't limited to the Heavenly Sovereign realm. It was easy for her to get rid of the slave trader, so how could she be caught?    

    

There were probably more experts behind her.    

    

Yang Ping didn't mind. No matter how powerful the experts were, they wouldn't be able to stop his nine-petal lotus.    

    

"If you give it to me for free, I will protect your life."    

    

Yang Ping said with a smile.    

    

The slave trader was stunned. Then, he flew into a rage and scolded, "Little bastard, you deliberately played with your grandfather. You saved my life. Now, think about how to save yourself."    

    

Yang Ping looked at the old building not far away and shook his head. He laughed and said, "I know your boss. He definitely wants to give these girls to me."    

    

The slave trader had a killing intent. The young man in front of him was reckless and provoked again and again. If not for the fact that this was Kongming City, he would have killed him long ago if he was outside. He said disdainfully, "My boss, do you know who it is? I'll scare you to death if I say it out loud."    

    

Yang Ping shrugged and didn't argue.    

    

In the cage.    

    

The girls looked at him expectantly. They thought they could be saved. Even if Yang Ping was not the savior, he could still be their master.    

    

But...    

    

Yang Ping seemed to be bargaining with the slave trader. He did not follow the rules at all.    

    

"Is that Savior a fool?"    

    

The other girls looked at Murong Yan and asked seriously.    

    

Murong Yan's pretty face turned slightly red and she stuttered, "That Savior is a fool." No... he must have his own plans."    

    

"Wake up. It's not that you don't know the boss behind them. He is a Heavenly King, a Heavenly King expert. In this place, he can be called the strongest. The saviour you speak of actually said to give him free money. Is there something wrong with his brain?"    

    

Murong Yan lowered her head and felt a little helpless.    

    

She was very clear that with Yang Ping's strength, let alone slave traders, even Heavenly Kings could easily suppress him.    

    

The battle in the sky above Qingming Town was still in front of her eyes.    

    

At that time, Yang Ping was invincible in this world.    

    

Kongming Restaurant.    

    

In a private room.    

    

A middle aged man sat in a private room and looked calmly in the direction of the cage with a calm expression. He said indifferently, "Whatever he wants, give it to him."    

    

"Master!"    

    

There were four Heaven Realm pinnacle experts standing in the box, just one step away from becoming a Heavenly King. The master they were talking about actually gave the girl away.    

    

This was too unbelievable.    

    

One had to know.    

    

Their master was a valuable Heavenly King of the LOC3, and an extremely powerful one at that.    

    

"Go!"    

    

A trace of anger flashed across the middle-aged man's eyes, and he said coldly, "Are you going to disobey the order?"    

    

The four subordinates did not dare to and quickly transmitted their voices.    

    

The middle-aged man was not far away from Yang Ping. He quietly looked at Yang Ping.    

    

Yang Ping sensed something. He looked over and smiled. He nodded.    

    

The middle-aged man sighed and thought to himself, "Bad luck.    

    

Because they knew each other.    

    

And they were very familiar with each other.    

    

The middle-aged man's name was Zhu Yan. He had taken root in Floating Continent and had advanced to the Heavenly King realm. He was also a disciple of Ming King. His status and status could not be mentioned in the same breath.    

    

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