Chapter 575

The slave looked at him, his heart was itchy, and he couldn’t help but remind him: "If you follow me, you can raise two of your children later, how?"

Strict: Not how. I really didn't expect that he would have been forced by a bully. He always felt that this kind of thing fell on him. It was ridiculous. Even if he was coveted, he should not be physically, but his ability would be right.

Damn, what is his ability, why can't he remember it?

The slaves have been eager for sorrow and sorrow, and they have long been born with obsessiveness. Now, when they look at the first serious illness, they feel like a "sweet and powerless" feeling after being tossed, and they can’t help but emerge in the past few days. In the original battle, in the snow, in front of everyone's face and the scene of "work", I thought that I couldn't help but swallow a few mouthfuls of water.

The leather whip slid down and one hand reached the young cheek.

"Oh." Unbearable and unbearable, open the slave's palm with force.

The slave turned his face and ordered the bones: "Give me the tow to the grass shed there."

Wuyuan quickly rushed over and pleaded: "Adult, this slave is not sensible, and asks the adult to forgive me for punishing him to do more work, and today's food will not be given to him."

"Rolling" slaves a leather whip to the face of Wuyuan.

The bones grabbed it and took it to the shed in the distance. It was the place where the slaves supervised everyone to work temporarily. There were simple floor tiles and fire pits.

There is no life and no struggle, and he is waiting for the opportunity to save his energy.

Other slaves have seen this scene, but most of them have lowered their heads and did not hear them. A few people look at both sides with sympathy and hate, but they can't do anything about it.

Strictly did not hear the voices of two children, guessing they might go to the big battle.

Wuyuan still wants to stop, and he is afraid to delay even if he is even pumping two whip.

Strictly thrown into the straw shed.

The slaves who had been serving had already burned the fire pits with firewood. Although the grass shed was cold, it was much better than the outside.

Strictly on the left is the fire pit. He turned over and placed his right hand on the fire pit.

The slave came in.

"Wait, I have something to say to you." Strictly calm.

The slaves sneered, a little can't wait, "What are your conditions?"

"You are only satisfied with being a slave. Don't you want a higher status. I can help you."

The slave took a sigh and immediately laughed. "You help me well, then take off and wait for me to serve me comfortably, even if you help me a lot."

"Do you want only a slave? Or a slave who already has a partner and a child. You don't want to get a nobler, more beautiful man and woman. Don't you want those who are tall in the past to crouch at your feet."

The slave took a tight hair and forced him to raise his face and pinch his chin. He sneered: "You, this slave, wants to seduce me. I know who you are and what you can do. Yanshan The priest is that you can find the salt veins, and you can use herbs to treat people. These skills are very good, but this adult is not rare to have a bones adult, how many things do you want, we want you without me. Waiting for me, taking you to cry, crying, if you are a little bit, I can still leave your man and your child's life. If you continue to resist, even if there is an order, I will kill the original battle."

Strictly chilling in my heart, but a smile on my face, "I never expected to seduce you, but sleep, and who is not sleeping, you really think that I care about me, but it is a pity, I can see you. Not a simple character, you should not only be a slave, I refuse you in front of me, but I want to do things for you cleanly, without involving others. Finding salt and finding herbs is just one of my abilities as a priest. I still have a secret. This secret is also what the adults of the refining bones want to know, otherwise you think they are not letting you kill the original war and me."

The slave’s face disappeared by three points, revealing seven points of suspicion. “You don’t want to lie to me and don’t let me kill the original war with you, but to make the slaves of the Yanshan and the tribes better.” You have such a secret, how can you keep it until now?"

"Because I am a priest, as long as I don't want to, no one can tell the secret from my mouth."

"What is the secret?"

"I can only say that it is about the ancient gods."

"What ancient gods about ancient gods?"

"My family has a legend that only the priest knows. The legend can accept his inheritance as long as it is approved by the ancient god."

The slaves let go of him and stepped back. "I don't believe you. If you have such a secret, why don't you tell the big bones to exchange the freedom of you and your children?"

"The bones of the bones kill my people, drive my people to sell their lives, and take me and my family to be slaves. If you are treated like this, you will tell your enemies like that."

"Why did you tell me?" The slave face smirked again.

"First, because you are not a bone man. Second, as a priest, I can see your extraordinary. Although I have no ability to predict, I can see the light on you. Third, you are responsible for governing me and My family, if I dedicate my secret to you, I can get the blessing as well, and I won’t notice the bones of the refining people. But I also have the conditions."

Slave blinks, "what conditions"

Strictly stand up, "I hope to get your blessing in the future, including my family. In addition, when you get the inheritance of the ancient gods, if you hope you can save my people, if you can kill us, The bone refining is the best, if not, take us away."

The slave did not speak for a long time.

Outside the lake.

The original war heard the children's help, a stone axe cut down to guard their bones, regardless of others to stop running to the grass shed.

Wuyuan saw the original battle with a stone axe and two children, and rushed to hug him in the first time.

"You can't go"

"Let"

"War, you are our hope, I can't look at you like this, but you can only find a man, even if he is a priest, the slave will not kill him, but he wants to find him." Every time you come over and stop, but have you ever thought that maybe he will not want you to stop it?"

"What do you say nonsense?"

Wuyuan held him in his death. "I haven't said that you know the slaves in the heart, so you want to be strict. If you say a little bit of willingness, you don't have to work hard here." I have long wanted to live a good life with a slave, if not afraid of you."

"If you shut up, people like this will let go."

"You are a bad person, you are not allowed to say this to me." Wu Guo pounced on the source.

Wuyuan was bitten by him.

The original battle broke away from the situation and grabbed the stone axe and rushed to the straw shed.

"Great War" Wuyuan screamed in the snow.

Wu Guo and Dudu want to catch up with his father and be caught by Wu Yuan. "You two will not be harassed by the slaves. I have seen you not pleasing to the eye. I thought about killing you several times."

In the grass shed.

The slave stared at the sharp eyes for a while, and suddenly picked up the leather hem.

Strictly inevitably see his lower body. The slaves did not wear trousers, only two pieces of fur were tied on the two legs, and the feet were worn with non-destructive leather feet. The key parts were not worn, and they were exposed.

It’s not surprising that the people here are wearing normal in the winter. If it is summer, most of them will only wear a leather skirt.

Although the skeletal people have trousers, most of the slaves at the bottom still maintain their original habits.

Strange, how does he know that the Cuigu people have pants to wear?

But now, when I don’t think about this, the slave has been listening to him for so much after he has been so funny. Is this really a boast of his charm or even surpassing the ancient gods?

"The ancient gods passed on you and thought that I would believe that none of your priests and sorcerers who survived would be honest, and always have to make a little trouble." The slaves lifted their feet and slammed them down, pressing them against him. Spit in the palm of my hand.

Strictly handed a little to the fire pit, and said calmly on his mouth: "I said everything is true, I can swear with my witch soul."

"Let me believe, simply let me do it once. You can give me even the ancient **** heritage. It is a trivial matter to sleep with me."

"I hope to be your priest of the tribe in the future, not yours." The hand grabbed the firewood, the eyes could not be seen, the fingers were burnt and the face was not exposed.

"If you can really let me get the inheritance of the ancient gods, I naturally won't let you be a low-lying slave. It is not impossible to be a priest. But before that, you must satisfy me." The slave is very practical. There is also a slave bone. I don’t dare to rebel against the bones. Even if I have the inheritance of the ancient gods, he will have to live to enjoy it. If the adults of the refining bones misunderstand that he wants to rebel, he is afraid that before he is king You have to accept the punishment first and then become one of those raw materials.

In contrast to this, it is better to first enjoy the slaves who want to enjoy the thoughts, consciously figure out, and sternly separate the thighs, and pull up his clothes to mention the spears.

It’s now that I’m slamming my right hand’s burning wood and raising my hand.

"Sting"

"Ah, ah"

Strictly kicked the slave on his body and tried to grab the bone knife on him.

"The bones grabbed him." The slave screamed and screamed.

The bones rushed in.

Strictly, he could not take the bone knife, and the slave had already taken out the bone knife and guarded himself.

Helpless, just have to flee.

But his current body is so weak that he wants to cry, and he is caught by the bones without running two steps.

Miserable and shouted in my heart.

The slave has already passed through the initial pain, and he has stood with a bone knife and stood up.

It was a pity to scream in the heart. He was poked at the eyes of the slaves. The slaves reacted more than he expected, and they avoided the key points. They only burned a large piece on the face and nose.

"Good job is good", the face of the slave is awkward, and a big step comes up, and the hand is pulled back to the face with a knife.

"Snapped"

Strictly beaten to the side, blood and water dripping from his mouth and nose, the right half of his face was burning and burning, and even his ears rumbling.

"Mer" was coming in the original battle. When I saw this scene, I suddenly smashed the stone axe and slashed the past.

Suddenly opened half of the eyes, he wanted to call the original battle, but spit out two teeth.

The original battle and the slave fight made a group, and the slaves fled back and forth.

"Bone Soldier"

The two bone soldiers dropped their sternness and went to support the slaves.

The slaves were discouraged this time, and they were unwilling to let go of the original battle. They also called eight bone soldiers and besieged the original battle.

The slaves working at the lake looked at this side, but few people dared to leave the place.

Standing up and swaying, I wanted to help the original battle, but I was knocked over by a slave.

The leather whip flutters, the slaves are unstoppable, and there is no trace of mercy.

Strictly pumped to the ground, but he did not scream.

No, I shouldn’t be so weak, it shouldn’t be so weak.

Revolted against him and took his whip and bone knife, and he was strict.

But no matter how yelling in his heart, the idea that he and the war are strong is just a good wish. They can only be oppressed and insulted but have no power to fight back.

They are weak, they are only slaves under control, they are the lowest and most humble group of poor worms, this is the reality.

"Priest adult"

"爹爹"

"father"

Someone couldn’t help but rushed up.

When the slaves saw that the situation was wrong, they immediately blew the bones. This is a whistle that represents a rebellion in the slave camp and some people make trouble. As soon as this whistle sounds, there will be soldiers to come to suppress and cull them.

"I let you resist, let you dare to use the torch to burn me open your eyes and see clearly, this is why you offend me." The slaves grabbed a small doll and held the top of the country.

"爹爹"

"dudu"

Severely open the eyes on the ground and raise his head.

The slave smirked at him, and slammed the high-sized baby into the stone on the lake.

"Do not"

The little doll fell from the stone and twitched twice without moving.

Strictly, the whole person was frozen. He couldn't believe his eyes. How could his beep be so dead and die again in front of him?

And the death of Dudu is only the beginning.

The slaves caught the witchcraft of mad kicking and rebelling, sinking him into the icy lake in a strict face.

Strictly struggling to save the past, but the slaves deliberately let the bones catch him, he asked him to see the two sons were killed by him.

Strictly hate, but he has no chance to retaliate

"Oh, save the sorrow" Wuguo only struggled on the water for a little while and sank.

Strictly stiff.

"Ah, you demons, I killed you." The original battle of blood was also seen. He exiled his life and killed his bones.

Wuyuan and a group of slaves are also fighting against their soldiers. They want to save the original battle and the silence.

However, the refining bone warriors and a large number of bone soldiers came to support.

A commotion that could not be said even a rebellion was quickly suppressed.

The white snow on the east side of the lake was rendered by a lot of blood, and it was trampled and dirty.

One slave after another was defeated and the original war was captured.

At this point, the original battle has been scarred.

The slave-headed soldiers grabbed the original battle and came to the side of the frozen half-dead.

The bones grabbed the harsh hair and made him look ahead.

The slave grabbed a handful of snow and rubbed it on the scar on his face. The pain made his flesh shake. "The priest, look at it, you think I don't dare to kill him. I will kill you now. I want to let. You regret everything you have done today, remember that all the dead slaves today are because of you."

The original battle took out a blood, hoarsely shouted: "Mom, don't be afraid, look at me, I am here."

Look at him with a certainty.

The slave lifted the bone knife and cut the man's left arm, followed by the right arm.

Look closely at the same numbness.

The slaves looked at the two people and did not call or shout. They only looked at each other silently. They suddenly felt boring. He wanted to kill the original battle. Now he changed his mind. He cut a man's leg with one knife and then brought the brazier over.

"I remembered, he and you are still useful, then look at his luck, if he does not die today, I will not kill him." The slaves laughed wildly, and the firewood in the tub was taken to the original battle. The wound is branded.