The uncomfortable smell stimulated the nasal cavity. Qing Ling'er felt a split headache, but her whole body was soft and weak. Even though she had already woken up, she couldn't even do such a simple action as opening her eyes.

The only thing I am glad to listen.

“…send to…go…”

I heard someone talking vaguely, barely suppressing the fear in my heart, Qing Ling'er calmed down and listened carefully to the situation around her.

"This is delivered to No. 7,..."

"This is delivered to No. 16, take Binglu Earth first... and then take Yi Qi Jin after the hour..."

As the voice gradually approached, Qing Ling'er also heard more content. However, he never expected that when the person got closer, he realized that the owner of the voice was actually a woman, and a very young woman?!

“…I’m too thin, I’ll send it directly to the ant’s nest.”

"Oh, the little girl looks quite a signature, send her to the butterfly garden."

It seemed that there were a lot of people who needed to be arranged, and the woman's voice was sometimes close and sometimes far away. After waiting for a lot of time, Qing Ling'er felt that her strength had gradually recovered, but there was still no movement around her, which meant that all the other children had not woken up. Naturally, he would not be the first to be a bird and would continue to lie motionlessly, waiting for changes.

Finally, Qing Ling'er heard a lot of footsteps walking towards her. As a wave of elegant incense floated by, he quietly opened his eyes. He saw a young woman with a hot figure, followed by a few people wearing white masks, and there seemed to be a pattern on her forehead.

A masked man leaned over and put the incense burner with smoke into the cage. Only then did Qing Ling'er see clearly that the mask's forehead was not a pattern, but a text. The recognized mask in front of her said "Wind".

After the wind was put on the incense burner, he turned around and bowed to the young woman and said, "Saint Lord, this group of children are all about five years old. The main purpose is to cultivate new shadows. Please choose a few candidates with excellent qualifications."

Liuliu said expressionlessly: "I understand, please catch the person."

After ordering, the masked man started to take action, grabbed the children in the cage one by one from the outside, waiting for Liuliu to check.

The children had fluffy sleepy eyes, and some of them forgot what they had taken away. Qingmeng was still a little reluctant when she was disturbed. It was not until her body was in pain that she realized that she fell into the wolf's den and started crying again.

Just like a chain reaction, everyone cried, and the scene suddenly became chaotic. Those who had not been caught in the cage had also shrunk into a ball when they saw this scene. Qing Ling'er took the opportunity to hide in the innermost part.

Some of them were brave enough to try to break free from the clutches, but how could the strength of a few years old be comparable to that of an adult? They were carried to Liuliu like a little chick.

The first one was a little boy, crying so hard that he was covered in saliva. But Liu Liu did not show any boredom, but instead looked kind and gently took the little boy over and hugged him in his arms and coaxed him: "Baby, be good, don't cry~ don't cry~ sister hug~"

Even though Liu Liu looked just a girl of seventeen or eighteen years old, she seemed to be as skilled as she did it thousands of times when coaxing her child, and soon stabilized the little boy in her arms.

While patting, her palm quickly brushed across the back of the boy's head to the lumbar spine. She turned her face and said to the masked man beside her, "No. 14, Jia Erhuo, three hours later, look at the reaction, Jia Yi Jin or Jia Ermu."

"Hurry! Take him down and do as the Holy Lord commands."

The man with the masked man with 8 on his forehead was a little excited. He didn't expect that this batch of goods with medium quality could actually pick out so many good seedlings, and even an existence that might become a Class A shadow in the future.

For him who can only train shadows in the base, this is undoubtedly a big thing to boost his spirit and a great help for future rewards.

It’s a pity that the skill of choosing a person is owned by the Holy Lord. Otherwise, he could arrange personnel to practice this path and then send them to the whole world. If he finds a suitable candidate, he can just catch him directly, avoiding the human traffickers, the middleman, making a profit from the price difference.

In fact, he had already tried this kind of thing quietly, but the children he caught looked strong and might not be able to become qualified shadows when they grew up.

The most important point is that the Holy Lord does not only look at her physical condition. What she has selected is that people may look weak now, but once she starts to cultivate internal strength, they will almost always be better than ordinary people. With her unique potions, she can cultivate the best shadow.

There were only seven or eight children in the cage, and Liuliu was also very quick to distribute them in a blink of an eye. Qing Ling'er, who was hiding at the end, was also pulled out by the masked man.

The promised child was only five years old, but he turned out to be a 14 or 15-year-old man. The smile that Liuliu had been holding disappeared in an instant. He glanced coldly at Male Eight, but said very gentlely: "No. 8, is this a five-year-old child?"

Although No. 8 was blocked by a mask, he heard the voice just now that he was a middle-aged man in his forties. As a result, he was questioned by the little girl Liuliu, and his whole body was trembling as if he was sieved. He quickly lowered his head and apologized: "I'm sorry, the Holy Lord, it's my subordinate's fault. Please punish him."

"What are you punishing me~." Liu Liu pouted his red lips slightly, as if he was angry and jealous. "I just asked curiously, why did you lose your responsibility? Is there any difference between five and fifteen years old? They are just a tiny bug."

"Yes, yes." No. 8 dared not take Liuliu's words seriously, and still lowered his head honestly.

Liu Liu called Qing Ling'er and signaled him to get closer: "Come on, let me see you~ see where you are suitable for you. Oh~ Maybe~ I can leave you next to my sister, that's much better than staying in this dark place~hehehe."

He kept coaxing the child all night, and Liu Liu was a little bored. For her, Qing Ling'er's appearance was like a strange toy to put an interesting end tonight's boring trip.

Qing Ling'er pretended to be timid and walked step by step. With Man Tingfang's professional training, every move he could drive the emotions of others.

Even Liuliu's eyes became softer, full of pity and heartache, and he involuntarily walked forward two steps, speeding up the distance between the two of them.

"Those human traffickers are really heartless. They are willing to take such a good-looking face, making them look like a clay doll. Don't be afraid, sister will wipe it for you."

...

Ha Qiu

Someone somewhere couldn't help but sneeze.

...

Liu Liu held Qing Ling'er's little face and said regretfully: "What a beautiful little boy. If you raise him, you will definitely be fascinated by many little ladies. Unfortunately, after age, you can't catch up with others in practicing martial arts. This little arms and legs don't look very strong."

"Well... where can I send you? Well... I can only send you to an ant nest. There will always be strength to practice... But ~ Ant nests are more dangerous than cricket jars. I feel so sorry for sending you to that kind of place."

With his slender fingers pressing against his forehead, Liuliu was worried about how to arrange the person in front of him.

Qing Ling'er, who had been silent all the time, suddenly spoke in a crisp voice: "Sister, the color you painted on your nails is so beautiful~"

"Hey~ Are you a girl?" Liu Liu opened his red lips slightly and said in surprise.

Before leaving the door, Chen Lingyu slightly adjusted Qing Ling'er's face, making him look more like a boy, mainly to avoid being recognized by others. After all, Man Tingfang's future courtesan is still a bit famous.

"Yeah~" Qing Ling'er responded obediently and said hurriedly, "Sister, please send me to the Butterfly Garden, okay~"

The young lady who was captured by Man Tingfang was in a good looks. Boss Ye was originally invited to serve her. Qing Ling'er, according to what she had just heard, guessed that those who were good-looking should be sent to the place called "Butterfly Garden", so she made a very decisive and proactive request.

"Okay, okay. I can go to you often." Liuliu clapped his hands and turned around, looking very happy.

Just as Qing Ling'er was about to breathe a sigh of relief, Liuliu suddenly stopped, and his hands were still clapping his hands. He tilted his head and stared at Qing Ling'er, pouted and said with a little displeasure: "But you just got caught, why did you know the Butterfly Garden?"
Chapter completed!