Steel Steam and Flame

There are a lot of bidding noises around, and the slave goods on display are snapped up by many people who come here. The appearance of the slaves and the soft curves of the body are completely worth the higher price of this one. There is no professional auction room, and the simple auction bidding ceremony is presided over by the staff in front of the glass windows. There are security guards wearing body armor standing there, looking like evil wolves. They are all good hands selected from mercenaries to maintain order here, and rely on the guns in their hands to make people who come here obey them. The rules laid down.

Of course, there is definitely not only such a little configuration. Cassia observed everyone around him more carefully, and finally found the problem in a few people.

Undoubtedly, in such a complex area where the crowds gather, few powerful surgeons are absolutely unjustifiable.

Controlling his gaze carefully not to stare at those people for a long time, Cassia wrote down their faces in his heart, and quickly moved his gaze elsewhere, pretending to be an honest customer admiring the goods in the glass window.

Then I felt a few glances quickly swept from his body, and Cassia suppressed all the obvious characteristics of his body, and escaped the search by those people without any risk.

There was a loud cry in his heart that it was really dangerous, thinking that their surgery level would not be too high, but the feeling of being scanned past that remained in his body reminded him that there was still a big gap between himself and their strength.

His eyes continued to pretend to be attentive. When Cassia looked aimlessly at the goods in the glass window one by one, he suddenly felt a moist heat on his face. It was a scorching gaze that penetrated the heads of the crowd moving between the two, staring directly at Cassia's face.

His heart moved, and Cassia's eyes turned to that in an instant.

The same pair of black and white eyes were so clear as to sink to the bottom of the lake. There was indescribable excitement in it, but also uncertain doubts. The eyes of the two touched each other in the air, and then no one moved their eyes again. Even if the head of someone in the middle blocked the line of sight between the two, but Cassia’s face could still feel that pair was looking across the crowd. The scorching temperature in the coming eyes.

Some things in the body seemed to have been imprinted indelibly in a short time. After looking at each other with those eyes, they were sleeping like ghosts that were awakened at this moment, trying to float out with a cross. Crucified tomb. They began to resist the inhibitions from everywhere in the body, trying to break through the suppression, and then began to grow freely after absorbing enough energy like a big tree.

Cassia couldn't be more familiar with this feeling. He had only experienced it not long ago, and his body should have been in bed for a long time because of this feeling.

The dragon organization that had originally used Sukarius' method and cooperated with the restraint tube to be controlled to the death actually showed signs of awakening at this time. In the words of the dead Savina, this is a situation in which the "consciousness" that still exists in the dragon organization is awakened in some way.

The body stiffened in place for half a breath, motionless like a sculpture. Cassia hurriedly suppressed the dragon-like tissues in his body that were trying to run wild, and restored his body to a normal state. The narrator also looked at the surrounding merchandise Thor and Soda did not notice that something was wrong with him.

The feeling on his face still exists, and it has not disappeared since just now. A mysterious feeling also rose in her heart, and Cassia not only felt the hot temperature in the eyes just now, but also felt the familiar taste. It's like an old friend who hasn't seen him for a long time in the world after many setbacks. After everyone has grown old, suddenly one day they saw and recognized the vicissitudes of each other's face in a crowd of strangers. It is full of loneliness that has not been seen in many years.

Cassia had already subconsciously walked in that direction, Thor and Soda followed.

As he squeezed the crowd away, and at the same time stepped forward, the familiar feeling in his heart was gradually deepened. In the end, the feeling turned into a real feeling like blood flowing in the body, filling his heart completely. The dragon organization also began to riot. Even if they were suppressed to the death, they still wriggled crazily in the muscles, trying to absorb the energy in the blood and high-energy fat, breaking through the restraint tube and the restrictions of Cassia's will to seize his brain control again.

But this time it has not been so easy. Without removing the suppression tube, Cassia's method of using Sukarius in his body is completely reliable.

Stepping closer, Cassia finally saw the full picture of the female Li who caused the dragon to riot in his body. As a woman displayed on the other side of the glass, her appearance is not only on the standard line of beauty, but also far beyond the standard line. She was wearing a thin light pink dress, and you could see the soft curve through the dress. He has long hair, standard black, scattered behind him. Lips and clothes are a color, and you can feel the softness just by looking at them. The eyelashes don't appear to be long~www.ltnovel.com~ The eyes below are the same as Cassia thought. She is looking at herself closely, and the doubts inside are heavier at this time.

"Flame League, Linna? Prague?" On the glass side of the exhibition, there is a product identification board with the woman's name and other information written on it, as well as the initial sale price-five million holy coins. This is a huge sum of money that Cassia can't get out now. And the on-site auctions that have been around for a while have kept the price rising, reaching 37 million.

"Delya, a slave from the Flame Alliance, why bother bidding with me for such a price. You have to know that the goods will be coming soon, and when there is not enough funds, how can you fight with me? You won't just get into the arena with great difficulty, don't you want to just go in and take a look?" The man standing in front of Delya was a bit playful, his eyes constantly patrolling Delya's prominent body, undisguised.

"You don't need to worry about funds." Delya replied coldly, "You should worry about yourself. Take this slave. I don't believe you have extra funds to turn around. Except for rolling back and looking for it. If you want money from your family, you can only complain to your brother. But it’s really unfortunate. Your brother died in a few days. Hearing others say it seems to be because of a woman. Roque Si, you have to be more careful, don’t fall into the same fate as your brother.” (To be continued.)