Xia Gui's heart sank to the bottom at that moment.

At the same time, he saw a hideous smile on Nine's face, like a wall creeper, crawling all over his dark face.

At this moment, he saw the power of power, and also saw that under the power, the ant-like slaves were so disheartened.

"Do you hear that? Lord Zhongying said that I will dispose of you. Nine grinned wickedly.

"I can kill you without any responsibility. Because in their opinion, I just dealt with a disobedient little slave, and this little slave also deserved it. If you don't want to die, it's too late to regret it. As long as you apologize to me in public, and when you see me from now on, you will call me 'noble lord'. I'm not narrow-minded, and I don't like to hold grudges, as long as you do it, the matter between us will be written off. Otherwise, I'll be the gateway to the lodge......"

Nine clenched his fist.

When he raised his fist, he secretly gathered the true qi around him at the same time, which made his fist burn red, like a boiled prawn.

This is the sign that all the true qi of the fourth layer of the Dripping Water Realm has been released without reservation. This red fist gathered the power of the mountain cracking stone, even if the fist was still a long distance away from Xia Gui's face, Xia Gui could still feel a strong sense of attack and oppression.

His punch aimed at Xia Gui's head, as long as the fist fell, let alone a human head, it was a stone, and it would be smashed to pieces.

Xia Gui didn't speak, there was no expression on his blue nose and swollen face, the only thing that was visible was a flash of anger in his eyes.

Xia Gui hesitated for a long time, looked directly at No. Nine's fist, and finally slowly got up, staggered and bowed to No. Nine, and said in a hoarse voice: "Honorable lord, today is a minor offense, please forgive me." ”

......

"Hahahaha......" Nine's smug laugh still ringed in his ears.

His face was so insolent, his laughter was so domineering, and the spit he spat on his head was so disgusting.

None of the slaves around them helped to speak, and their eyes were lifeless and dull.

This is just a slave group leader, under the power of power, can become so arrogant and proud. What if it's aristocrats? How arrogant would they be?

Xia Gui didn't dare to imagine it.

He had to run wildly, as fast as he could, as if this was the only way to vent the hatred in his heart.

Although there are slaves in the Southern Wilderness, the nobles of the Southern Wilderness have never been so cruel to slaves. The nobles of the Southern Wilderness only regarded slaves as labor, and would give them reasonable food and clothing while they paid for their labor. So on the day the Southern Wilderness was broken, the slaves of the whole country rose up to resist, and they did not abandon the nobles.

But this Jiuhou Villa is ......

Before he knew it, Xia Gui had already run to an unsupervised river, and the river flooded his instep.

He crouched down and leaned over to shine his own face in the river.

The reflection in the river is quite embarrassing. He wore the dirtiest and tattered slave clothes, did the lowest work, his face was covered with dust that had not been washed for many days, his face was unkempt, his nose was blue and his face was swollen, blood was dripping from the corners of his mouth, and there was saliva that Nine had just spat on his forehead.

Where is this still the heroic six princes of the past, this is clearly the lowest slave.

Xia Gui didn't say a word, and immediately picked up a palm full of water and rinsed the saliva on his face repeatedly.

The cultivation was gone, because he was seriously injured, but the faint air flow in the veins was chaotic, like a crumpled rag. As an ordinary body, he still couldn't withstand the frenzied bombardment of the powerhouse from the fourth layer of the Dripping Water Realm. Under the frenzied heavy punch, he had been beaten into serious internal injuries, and these chaotic air currents turned into an undercurrent of pathos, and rushed fiercely towards his dantian.

His throat was sweet, and he spat out a mouthful of blood with a "wow". Countless Venus stars appeared in front of him, and he lost all his strength, and he no longer had the strength to stand up, so he fell into the water softly with a pop.

At the moment when he fell into the water, the figures of his father and mother suddenly appeared in his mind.

On that day, the important checkpoint was lost, and the soldiers were under the city, and countless soldiers rose up to resist. However, the other party sent three top masters, one of whom had cultivated to the realm of refinement, and also incorporated 40,000 cultivators who had cultivated to the elite into the marching ranks. In addition, there are 300,000 iron knights riding elephants, who come from the east like beasts of the wilderness.

Even though there is a brave and warlike father in the Southern Wilderness, and a teacher who has cultivated unfathomable, there is still a river of blood, and the country is ruined. The war was so tragic that even the clan flags on the high walls of the city were dyed red.

When his parents died, the teacher managed to save himself, but he suffered that huge accident again. In order to protect himself, the teacher finally fought to the death.

And he also fainted to death in excessive sadness and fatigue.

After waking up, he had become a prisoner of war and was transported to this mountain villa that eats people and does not spit out bones.

saved this life, but became a slave, and had to grovel to a villain of despicable character like Nine. How could Xia Gui, who had been proud since he was a child, endure such humiliation? Could this be the fate of his Xia Gui, the sixth prince of the dignified Southern Wilderness Country?

Now he has a humble status and has no cultivation. It's easier said than done to get back to where it used to be.

The cold water of the river choked and poured into his nostrils from all sides. He subconsciously struggled twice, but under the severe injury, his whole body was in burning pain, so that he didn't even have the strength to turn over and get up.

The icy water poured into his mouth and nose so wildly that he couldn't breathe at all.

"Unwilling...... Is that how he died?"

He seems to have returned to the day when his country was ruined......

In front of me was the scene of the chaos of the day, the collapsed city walls, the soldiers in one place, and the mess all over the city. The wails and cries for help tugged at his nerves, which had become a little numb to protect himself from collapsing.

Xia Gui closed his eyes in pain, and suddenly understood what it meant to be unwilling to die.

But this reluctance was only temporary, and he gradually lost consciousness as the river rushed into his ears, nose and throat......

......

In the cold river water, the body of the young man in a dying state shook lightly under the impact of the water waves, gradually becoming still, and the vitality faded from this body.

At the same time as the vitality faded, an invisible golden light gradually faintly appeared at the dogtooth necklace around his neck. Gradually, that glimmer of light bloomed and turned into a golden light that rose into the sky. And the light released in this instant produced an invisible force, causing his body soaked in the river to also be affected by the reverse thrust and float.

Suddenly, a thunderous sound sounded from the depths of Xia Gui's divine consciousness.

"Stinky boy, the old man used all his cultivation to seal the Chongming Bird, and he almost lost his soul, just to let you live well! What do you want to do while soaking in this water?"

The voice...... It was so familiar, so familiar that he trembled, his long eyelashes trembled slightly, and he opened his eyes in the water.

Teacher?