Chapter 632 Slave?

When Carol, the god of war, died.

On the west side of the moat, in the main business of the Ruili people, a round purple candle was dimly extinguished.

The guards who had been guarding Carroll's camp all stared at the moment when the candle went out and the purple halo dissipated.

"Come on!"

"Subordinates are here."

"Notify everyone west of the moat to retreat! Make no mistake!"

"Yes!"

...

After receiving the news of the death of the military god, the morale of Rouly's practitioners and the army dropped by three points. Obey all orders and withdraw Roule. At this point, the west of the moat gradually calmed down.

At the same time, under the leadership of Lu Zhou, Motian Pavilion flew all the way across the moat.

The towering moat is so high that it can't see the top.

Halfway through the flight, the wind and snow filled the air, and the temperature plummeted.

The cold wind is like a knife, constantly destroying everyone's body protection.

Pan Litian has crossed the moat and has enough experience in this.

He casually put down qi to block the endless wind and snow, and said loudly: "The old man has tried it in the southern moat, and there is an insurmountable height. It is acceptable here. After a while, we will reach the top of the moat, concentrate a little bit, and everyone will take turns to cast the gang. Just breathe."

The power of the collective is naturally far greater than that of the individual.

Ming Shiyin asked, "How did these Rou Li people get in here?"

Pan Litian said: "There are three ways: first, detour from the north; second, transport with flying chariots; third, in the middle of the moat, a cave was once dug to communicate things. blocked."

"Teached." Ming Shiyin said.

As he spoke, the wind grew louder.

The crowd raised their heads.

"The old man resists first!"

The golden gourd bloomed, the five-leaf dharma body spun upward, and the cone-like golden qi rose to the moat against the waterfall-like wind and snow. The others followed closely behind and flew up together.

Then everyone took turns to activate the Dharma body.

Only Little Conch's Dharma body stayed at the stage of the world of the ten directions, and could only follow Lu Zhou's side with difficulty.

In front of high-level practitioners, her speed really couldn't keep up.

The conch showed an embarrassed look.

"Little Junior Sister, let's go!"

"Little Junior Sister!"

"Haha... Little Junior Sister, while the little Junior Sister is not strong, make a good relationship! I will help you!"

Duanmusheng, Ming Shiyin, Si Wuya, Xiaoyuan'er, and the others all released a burst of qi, dragging them below and blocking the wind and snow above.

"Thank you, brother and sister!"

Conch breathed a sigh of relief.

At the same time, he was determined to become stronger in a short period of time.

To the north, at the end of the moat, are the mountains and rivers that cannot be seen... To the south, you can't see how high the moat is, just like walking on the back of a high mountain.

The mountains and seas are vast, and the wind and snow are filled.

This is the case all year round.

Finally, everyone in the Motian Pavilion flew to the moat, and all of them landed.

Watch the beautiful mountains and rivers.

Bi Qian had already reached the top of the moat, sitting and lying on the sidelines, like a huge petrified lion.

"I will be the top of the mountain, and I will see all the small mountains." Lu Zhou praised.

"Good poetry, good poetry!"

Ming Shiyin applauded.

Duanmusheng turned to look at Ming Shiyin... Ming Shiyin immediately closed his mouth.

Even if he is seven leaves now... but when he thinks that the third senior brother is the four leaves after cutting the lotus, his temper suddenly disappears.

Duanmusheng turned around and said, "Good poetry."

Ming Shiyin: "???"

Pan Litian said: "It is rumored in the world that the pavilion master has a cultivation base and is courageous; now it seems that it is really slander. This poem is a masterpiece!"

"Do you understand poetry?" Si Wuya turned around and asked.

"A little bit of fur."

"..."

What are you blowing? speechless.

After admiring for a moment, Lu Zhou said, "Go down to the sky."

Everyone nodded, jumped into the sky, and swept down.

After a while, everyone fell from the mountain.

Lu Zhou landed and said: "Except for the conch, others will find it separately... If you are in danger, give priority to protecting yourself."

"As ordered!"

The crowd dispersed and swept towards the west at a low altitude.

Without the stationing of the Rou Li and Loulan people, the west of the moat becomes peaceful and quiet.

...

In the blink of an eye, ten days passed.

East of the abyss, north of the moat.

The Yunnu River spans the entire continent.

Many villages are built along the river.

Guro Village.

An old Rou Li was introducing the situation in the village to a man in Chinese clothes——

"Sir, there are more than 20 children in the village this year who are about ten years old. They are all very obedient. Please accept them. They will definitely become the greatest practitioners and the most courageous warriors in Ruili."

The man in Chinese clothes shook his head and said, "I have seen their qualifications, and they are not suitable for cultivation. Do you have any other children to recommend?"

"Sir, what do you think of the older child?"

"I watched it a few years ago when I was older... Forget it, I'll go to the next village." The man in Chinese clothes was about to leave Yukong.

Two young people in the village, holding stick characters, drove a boy in torn robes back to the village.

"Ahai, don't look at it, move the things back, and I won't beat you today." The young man Adong said.

"Don't even think about running... It's very chaotic outside now. You can only starve to death if you go out like this."

From time to time, the two ran on the boy named "A Hai".

The man in Chinese clothes glanced at random and asked in confusion, "This is?"

The old man said, "Sir, this is a slave from our Guluo Village."

"slave?"

The old man waved at A Hai: "A Hai, come here—"

Ah Hai put things down and walked over.

The man in Chinese clothing looked at him, saw the wound on his body and the hostility in his eyes, and said, "Da Yan?"

"That's right. Our Guluo Village often captures Dayan people as slaves. This beast is not small, very tenacious, and ordinary Dayan slaves can't bear the hardship for a long time and committed suicide. He can persist until now." The old man said .

The man in Chinese clothes waved his hand.

A blade slashed across Ah Hai's shirt.

On his body, there are clear scars, scary lines, all over his chest.

"The roots are good, and the talent is also good... Unfortunately, I am not a Rou Li." The man in Chinese clothes sighed and shook his head.

A Dong smiled and said, "Hey, I didn't expect A Hai to be a piece of training material."

The old man shook his head: "It's a pity that he is a great flame man."

The man in Chinese clothes flashed a light and said, "It's not impossible..."

The old man did not speak.

He seemed to understand the meaning of the man in Chinese clothes.

To train Dayan people to be powerful dead men, to kill Dayan... This method has existed since ancient times.

How could Ahai not understand.

In this Guluo Village, all he suffered was the pain of the skin, and he could always find hope of escape.

But if it falls into the hands of a cultivator, then he will be lost forever.

Without further ado...

Ah Hai turned around and ran!

A Dong sneered again and again: "Run again. Did you see... Da Yan is as stupid as a pig."

He raised his hand and whistled.

The strong men in the village, as well as the wolf dog, rushed out.

How could Ah Hai, who was injured and unable to walk, escape.

call out!

Someone picked up a slingshot and shot!

boom!

Hit Ah Hai in the leg.

Ah Hai fell to the ground, and several villagers swarmed up and kicked.

Ah Hai held his head and said nothing.

I don't know why...he always felt that this scene was very familiar.

Whenever he tried to recall, his mind was blank and he couldn't capture anything.

Life is a cycle...

If you don't seek change, it will keep repeating itself.

The man in Chinese clothes raised his hand: "Stop."

"Bah, Dayan people are all cheap bones."

The villagers of Guluo Village stopped and stepped back.

The man in Chinese clothes walked over and said, "This will kill him."

"It's just right to die. How many of us Ruori people are bullied by his Dayan? Six members of my family died under Dayan's iron hoof. That dog emperor Yongshou went west, how many people died? It's cheaper for him to die!"

"That's right! It's too cheap for him! If you want to be a slave in Guluo Village for a lifetime, if you die, you will feed the dog."