Chu Yanqi looked up at Hao Qiang and considered the words - hey, this man is indeed not his slave. Does the master need to work as hard as he wants to speak to a slave?

"Xiaoqiang, we grew up together!" Chu Yanqi said, "Although I have lost my memory and don't remember many of the past, this does not hinder our relationship, right?"

Why do you feel that this is a bit passionate?

"Master, you know!" Hao Qiang raised his hand and waved his fists and said, "We have grown up together, and no one knows you better than me. Why doesn't that damn Sang Haoran let me approach you?"

"This is also for your own good." Chu Yanqi said, "Think about it, you are an immortal cultivator and have a very high talent. You will naturally be highly regarded by people when you go to the Sang family. There will be an excellent immortal cultivator to accept you as your disciple. The Sang family is a first-class alchemy family in the East Wilderness. There is no need to worry about the resources for cultivation from now on. You are still young, and you will have any future with me. Besides, I have been in contact with you for a long time."

"Master, do you mean this?" Hao Qiang was a little angry, stood up, walked to him, and shouted dissatisfiedly, "You said last time that you will live a hundred years and enslave me for the rest of your life."

"I am the president and I will live for a hundred years and enslave you for the rest of my life. I am the young master of the Sang family and you are a retainer of the Sang family. This does not hinder our relationship." Chu Yanqi said slowly, "But you only appear as a retainer, not a slave. Slaves are not free and will be despised and can be traded privately by their masters."

Hao Qiang remembered Chu Yanqi's extraordinary features and whispered: "Master, you are not an ordinary mortal."

"No matter what I am, you will not be my slave from now on." Chu Yanqi smiled slightly, "Don't worry about this issue. I ask you, do you want to protect me?"

"Think." Hao Qiang nodded, "I swear when I was a child that I will protect you in my life."

"That's it. If you are my slave, you need to take care of my daily life and take on all kinds of rough work. Where can you still have time to practice? Isn't it very good now? If you practice hard, you can serve as the Golden Crow Fire Cavalry in the future to protect my safety." Chu Yanqi smiled and said, "I am like this, a strong mortal, can beat me to death, let alone a cultivator, but just like me, I will still enter the power center of Cangwu City. In the future, intrigue is inevitable. If you achieve something, I will have more support. Do you understand?"

Hao Qiang thought about this issue seriously, and after a long time, he finally nodded and said, "Master, I understand! I will work hard to practice."

Chu Yanqi did not give up on him. Before he entered the Sang family, he could already sense the cruel internal strife of the Sang family.

When he asked him to go to the Cangyu Dynasty, it was obviously a trap set for him by Sang Feilong, the eldest son of the Sang family. However, even if it was a trap, Chu Yanqi was willing to go there.

"In this world, its own strength determines the status of an individual." Chu Yanqi remembered the slaves who were unclothed and knelt on the ground and waited for people to pick and choose, and immediately sighed softly, "Don't waste time on unnecessary things, you can practice hard."

"Yes!" Hao Qiang hurriedly agreed, turned around and was about to leave.

"Wait." Chu Yanqi took out a bottle of Guiyuan Pill and handed it to him, "Take it!"

Hao Qiang took it with both hands, opened the bottle and smelled it, and couldn't help but feel moved, and asked in surprise: "Is this Guiyuan Pill?"

"Yes!" Chu Yanqi nodded and smiled, "This is Guiyuan Dan. I had fun last time. I ate one. It tasted pretty good, but I don't need such things, just take it."

Hao Qiang looked at it and found that there were still six Guiyuan Pills left in the bottle. Guiyuan Pills are eighth grade pills. In the market, the lowest price is 200 taels of spirit stones. This small bottle is worth 1,200 taels. He was suddenly a little lost and was very moved.

However, what Chu Yanqi said just now made Hao Qiang stunned for a moment, and then he asked carefully: "Master, are you actually eating Guiyuan Dan to play?"

Chu Yanqi just smiled. Guiyuan Pill is fine. The taste is really good. It has a fragrance and is more delicious than Juling Pill. Unfortunately, it doesn’t care about being full.

"Rich!" Hao Qiang said in a low voice.

"Haha--" Chu Yanqi smiled happily, "I have always been committed to being a rich man. You go out. I am really sleepy and want to sleep for a while."

"Yes!" Hao Qiang put away the pills, agreed respectfully, and then followed Sang Haoran's appearance, bowed and bowed, and retreated.

Chu Yanqi watched him walk out, then got up, walked to the edge of the bed, lying down with a wide dress. I don’t know why, since he practiced the gods, he always felt unable to wake up. Fairy Yuying said that his soul was growing stronger and stronger, but his body became weaker and weaker. If he could not keep up with the growth of the soul, he would naturally feel sleepy.

Puzzle - It is the biggest problem facing him at present, and I can't wait.

It was only at night that Chu Yanqi met the slave who belonged to him in name - Wuji.

Wuji had already changed into clean black clothes, very ordinary coarse cloth clothes, and his head was combed, and he seemed a lot more energetic. He kowtowed him outside through the curtain.

"Come in." Chu Yanqi said.

"Yes, Master!" Wuji stood up from the ground, opened the curtain, walked in, held the incense tea, and knelt down in front of him, "Master, please use tea."

Chu Yanqi's eyes fell on him again, with obvious traces of iron chains breaking on his wrist, some other scars on his neck, and some redness, swollen and bruised on his left face, which was obviously beaten.

"From now on, follow me!" Chu Yanqi took the tea from his hand, took a sip, put it down, and said, "Get up!"

"Thank you, Master." Wuji hurriedly agreed.

"What did you do before?" Chu Yanqi was very curious. A spiritual cultivator must first be enlightened, and then have to practice skills, otherwise he would not be able to practice. Once he becomes an immortal cultivator, his identity will naturally be different. How could he become a slave?

"The little one was originally a branch of a small family in the Cangyu Dynasty. When the family encountered an accident, it was almost wiped out, and the little one became a slave." Wuji hurriedly bowed and replied.

"Oh?" Chu Yanqi agreed without comment. Why did he think of Chu Hua, the side branch of the small family?

If there was no Cangwu City, if the Chu family encountered any unexpected accidents, then Chu Hua and others, including him, could only become slaves.

"What is your real name?" Chu Yanqi asked curiously.

"Master, the youngest one is called Wuji." Wuji hurriedly bowed and answered. Sang Linhui also asked this question today, but he didn't want to say it.

"Okay, then it's called Wuji!" Chu Yanqi smiled, remembering the movies in his previous life, Wuji, Kunlun slave, was actually betrayed by a woman named Qingcheng. When he was in the slave market, he said nonsense and didn't care. After thinking about it, it was really inappropriate.

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