Sreta couldn't help but look over.

The slave in the iron cage who desperately knelt his head on the iron rod was a boy. He looked very old and had dark bags, obviously not good rest, his eyes were red, his hands were dirty, but his skin was pale.

In this cold winter, the slave was wearing a thin dirty leather jacket, and his mouth was so cold that his mouth was purple.

After a closer look, there was a delicate figure lying on the back of the iron cage, and it turned out to be a girl in her hair.

The boy smashed his head heavily on the iron rod in the iron cage. The sound was thumping, his forehead was red and swollen, and he kept begging: "Please, please! Sir, it really doesn't work, give me a bowl of hot water! My sister...really..."

"Stop quarrel!" The slave boss smashed the iron cage with a stick, which scared the boy so much that he bit his lip and didn't continue speaking for the time being.

The slave boss looked behind the iron cage and saw that the delicate figure was indeed breathless. He knocked on the iron cage like this, and the figure did not react. He frowned: "Unfortunate... I will die sooner or later, but I will die when the guests come."

This tent is full of the smell of life and inaction. Sreta clearly felt that life was beating and breathing in every cage around her, but she felt that there was some force around her that was oppressing her body, making it difficult for her to breathe even if she was breathing.

When the slave boss saw Sreta approaching, he quickly smiled: "Miss, I'm really sorry, I'll make you laugh! It's okay, I'll teach you a lesson later this guy, you can take a look at the others!"

Sreta ignored it, but after approaching the iron cage, her cute big eyes under her hood revealed her indifference and looked at the boy in the iron cage.

Seeing the little figure approaching in front of him, the boy bit his purple lower lip tightly and did not dare to speak, for fear that he would anger the slave boss if he wanted to speak.

"Come on your sister to show me."

The slave boss was surprised. Could this little girl still want to buy this brother and sister?

The boy trembled all over and nodded quickly, walked on his knees in the iron cage, turned around and picked up his weak sister to him, panting and unable to help but speak: "Sir... Miss... Can you save me..."

With a bang, the iron cage was smashed by the slave boss again.

"Quiet, you can understand!" the slave boss said ill-heartedly.

The boy hugged his sister in his arms, bit his lips and lowered his head, and did not dare to speak again.

The boy's sister had a poor breath, she had a strong upper and weak air, and her whole lips were purple, obviously too cold to death. She seemed to be not far from death.

But it has to be said that the girl's appearance is very similar to that of a boy, and she was actually carved from the same mold.

Still a twin sibling!

Erlan frowned behind her, and she asked in confusion: "This girl is about to be frozen to death, why don't you save her?"

It’s not that Er Lan is kind-hearted, but that she knows that in the slave market, girls are naturally more sellable than boys and the prices are higher.

The twin siblings in front of me have a good appearance. Logically speaking, this girl can be treated with special treatment and taken good care of her. She may be able to sell her at a good price. There is no reason why she will not give her a bowl of hot water.

"Miss I don't know that before this girl came to me, she had been scratched by some sharp objects and her wound was already infected." The slave boss sighed, "If it happened, it would be fine, and I can deal with it in time. After all, the girl's face is quite... But when I was sent to me, I found that the wound was seriously infected. If it was rescued, it would cost very expensive drugs. The drug cost was not worth my rescue."

"Anyway, this girl is about to die, so I allow the two brothers and sisters to be together. The boy cried every day and wanted to see his sister, thinking that it would be considered kind to be by his side before his sister left."

I kept her by my brother's side before my sister was about to die. Not to mention whether this was kind-hearted, at least it was kind to my brother...

"No... sister... she can live with just a bowl of hot water, she won't die, she can live...!" The boy spoke again, begging for a bowl of hot water.

If the wound is infected for a long time, you will indeed die, but even if you die, you will not die soon.

The slave boss angrily knocked on the iron cage: "Speak again, I'll throw your sister out and feed the dog! I tell you, it's a good thing that she died today! I'm freezing to death without any sense. It's better than dying from waking up to feel the pain of her wound infection. Do you understand?!"

Sreta had a cute big eyes and was cold and didn't know what she was thinking, but just kept staring at the boy's sister in her arms.

Erlan is not stupid. He remembered that Sreta had said that she was saved by Xu Mu personally half a year ago, and guessed that the little master was touched at this time. When he recalled his past experience, he had the idea of ​​saving the brother and sister in front of him.

She gently stepped forward and lowered her head and said, "Little...Sister, it doesn't matter if you want this brother and sister. There are medicines for treating wounds at home. Even if the medicine is too late, there are still..."

Erlan couldn't think of what kind of title is better, so he directly called Sreta as his sister.

She didn't continue to say the following words, but Sreta could understand what she meant.

Even if the medicine to save the sister in front of me is too late to use, maybe it won't be saved, that doesn't matter. Anyway, there is still healing magic.

However, healing magic is not omnipotent, it can directly heal direct wounds.

But like a wound infection, the special situation of eroding the disease into the body, the healing magic can do very little.

Of course, several special magics like the light system can directly cure this type of disease.

In the face of certain conditions, sometimes drugs are more direct and easier to use than magic.

Although Bereth is not here, with Sreta's identity in the capital, it is still fine to find a light magic weapon to use magic to nourish the girl's body.

Seeing that the brother and sister might be able to sell it, the slave boss couldn't help but raise his eyebrows and look at Sreita.

Even when the boy heard that the lady in front of him had drugs to help with wound infection, his eyes were filled with hope. He hugged his sick sister and begged again: "Dignity Miss... Save my sister..."

Seeing that Sreta was indifferent, the boy hurriedly knocked his forehead against the iron rod of the iron cage. The sound of the sound of the red and swollen forehead was bleeding. The blood slowly slid down his cheeks, but he didn't feel anything at all, just kept hitting the iron rod of the iron cage in front of him.

The boy in front of him was powerless, and he didn't know what he had to do to let Sreta save his sister.

The iron rod in the cage on the ground could not be knocked down, because he was holding his sister in his arms, so he would use his head to knock down the iron rod in front of Sreta.

He didn't know why he kowtowed, why he had to knock his head on the iron rod...

It’s like I’m going to be saved by knocking my head and my sister.

Erlan watched the boy knock his head against the iron rod, and bright red blood flowed. Not only was there on his face, but even the iron rod was stained with blood. Especially the boy's expression was extremely humble, which made Erlan feel a little uncomfortable.

However, the eyes under Sreta's hood were still cold, and everything that happened in front of him seemed to be indifferent.

Sreta is still in the voice change period, and her voice is not very nice, but her words stimulate the boy's mind.

It was like a warm spring that warmed his body and mind.
Chapter completed!