The thorns are silver, each one has a metallic texture, and it is covered with barbs, so sharp that even a divine body can pierce it, and mortals can't afford to carry it at all!

This is the "Silver Killing Thorn", which is a special divine vegetation, which was used as a torture tool by the war beast clan in ancient times, and even the war beasts with rough skin and thick flesh can't stand it, let alone the human race!

Now, these jackals have actually thrown this thing out, obviously with ill intentions, and they are extremely ruthless!

Looking at the bundle of thorns under his feet, Mo Shang's face was slightly gloomy, he didn't expect that the so-called guilty of carrying thorns was actually carrying silver to kill thorns!

"What's the matter, the ink merchant doesn't seem to be very willing, then please go back, save you and me a waste of time!" Seeing that the ink merchant was indifferent, the jackal led by him showed an impatient look, sharpened his fangs and turned to leave!

"Wait!" At this time, the ink merchant stretched out his hand and called, and the gloomy color on his face gradually dissipated!

Under the playful eyes of several jackals, Mo Shang exhaled a deep sigh of depression, slowly squatted down, and grabbed the bundle of thorns next to his feet!

Then he lifted the bundle of thorns like a mountain and threw it at his back!

"Brothers...... I'm embarrassed to everyone, and I hope that one day I can get back this humiliation!" Mo Shang sighed in his heart, slowly closed his eyes, and took this humiliation alone!

"Bang ......"

While sighing in his heart, his shirt suddenly shattered, turning into strips of cloth and flying around, and the bundle of thorns fell precisely on his back, sinking into flesh and blood!

"Puff ......"

Strands of blood splattered out, and these thorns had a unique power of the military path, directly ignoring the Xuan Force and Qi and blood, and went straight into the flesh and blood, and buckled upside down in it, and would not fall!

Mo Shang's face turned blue and white in pain, his body trembled spasmodically, and his lower robe was instantly soaked with dripping blood, and the color deepened suddenly!

The pain like ten thousand ants gnawing overwhelmed Mo Shang's mind, he couldn't help but let out a muffled snort, his back didn't dare to move at all, and a little shake would crack a lot of dense wounds!

Barbs are hooked in the flesh and blood, and the pain goes deep into the bone marrow, and it is difficult to isolate it no matter what!

It is worthy of the silver killing thorn that once made many war beasts talk about it, it is indeed not trivial, but it is very painful!

However, Mo Shang was also hard, even if the pain kept pouring into his heart, he gritted his teeth and did not fall down and faint!

"Mo Shangdao is friendly and perseverance!" In front of him, several jackals praised one after another, smiling and smiling!

The ink merchant didn't answer, glanced at them coldly, and then gritted his teeth and bent down step by step!

As soon as his body moved, his back was suffocated as if it had been torn, but this kind of pain was nothing compared to the torment in Mo Shang's heart, and it was nothing to mention!

His knees were bent and he was about to kneel, and his speed was extremely slow, and every time he fell, it was as if the blue sky had fallen half an inch!

The man has gold under his knees, not to mention that he is facing a lot of enemies, this kind of grief and indignation is indescribable!

The process was difficult, but in the end, the ink merchant did it and knelt on the ground fiercely!

With a "plop", the sound of his knees hitting the ground was terrifying, and Mo Shang himself didn't seem to feel the pain in his knees at all, his eyes were bloodshot, and his lips were bitten out of blood by his teeth, and wisps flowed down!

Seeing this, several jackals laughed unscrupulously, which sounded very harsh, and the black tiger sitting in the main hall also set off a cruel arc at the corner of his mouth!

Mo Shang turned a deaf ear and suppressed all the humiliation, the fire in his heart was almost extinguished, and the pain in his heart was so intense that no one could feel it!

His whole person looked a little lost and depressed, and this kneeling completely shattered his own arrogance!

This is really helpless and sad!

Mo Shang's mind was complicated, his body trembled slightly, he gritted his teeth, and after a pause, he began to move his legs and feet, kneeling step by step, approaching the main hall in the deep courtyard!

Beside him, a few jackals sneered from time to time, and their stride like a leisurely walk was in stark contrast to the ink merchant!

The ink merchant didn't respond to them from the beginning to the end, which made the jackals angry, but they couldn't do anything about it!

They really wanted to summon Mo Li and the others to see what their brother looked like, and they also wanted to gather the people to see the majesty of one of the founding leaders at this time!

However, whenever these things were mentioned, the eyes of the ink merchants would burst out with wild madness, and they would be terrified to see them!

Although they don't want to admit it, the fact is that they are still a little afraid of ink merchants in their hearts, so all their plans are gone, and they don't take action!

This is done on the one hand, because he is afraid that the ink merchant dog will jump off the wall in a hurry, and on the other hand, he is also afraid that the master will be angry, after all, it is just a few jackals, a servant-like character, how dare you implement it if you are addicted!

In this way, under the ridicule and ridicule of several jackals along the way, the ink merchant came to the main hall step by step with a bleak heart!

The palace is luxurious, magnificent, kneeling in front of you, and you will be greeted by a monstrous and fierce atmosphere!

This was originally the mansion of a wealthy merchant in the imperial capital, but under the famine, the rich merchant could only give it to the beast village on the condition of a bowl of rice!

He had to do that, either take a bowl of rice or be taken by force, there was no way around it!

Since the frenzied influx of major forces into the Junxuan Empire, similar things have continued to happen, forcibly grabbing, killing and slaughtering are not a few, and the ink merchants can only sigh in vain, there is no other way!

Now, kneeling in front of the gate of this hall, the ink merchant couldn't help but think of many scenes in the past, and the more sad his heart became!

After exhaling a breath of depression again, he said aloud in front of the door: "Contemptible ink merchant, ask to see the master of the beast village trading house!"

"This time, Mo has taken the blame for the crime according to the words released by your firm before, knelt down to this point, and hope to fulfill his promise!"

……

Mo Shang is not humble or silent, even if his back is bloody and painful, he still straightens his waist!

He didn't have any confidence in his heart that he would be able to make the people of the Beast Village Merchant Firm fulfill their promise, but he could only say that, try his best to fight, there was no other choice!

After his words fell, there was no sound in the main hall, and the huge black tiger was lying on the long stone chair, as if he was sleeping!

Outside the door, Mo Shang's heart was cold, but he calmed down and didn't say anything more, and the jackals also shut up and stood next to them with thieves and rats!

As the minutes passed, the barbs on the silver killing thorn pierced deeper, and Mo Shang's knees were also unconscious!

But Mo Shang never urged, he was as motionless as an old monk, and he didn't seem to care about all this!

"Knock ......"

Finally, after kneeling like this for two hours, the door of the temple suddenly opened, and a fierce aura surged out, blowing Mo Shang's muscles and body in pain, and his hair straightened back, and it took a while to recover!

The ink merchant raised his head, and his dark eyes reflected the sturdy figure of the black tiger!

"Wait, stand down!" In the hall, the black tiger said indifferently and ordered to those jackals!

The jackals didn't dare to slack off, nodded flatteringly, and then retreated cleanly!

"Humph!"

Mo Shang didn't care about this, he looked at the black tiger, there was no wave in his heart, Gu Jing Wubo's eyes made the black tiger frown slightly, and let out a cold snort!

"Poof......

Hearing this, if the ink merchant was hit hard, he immediately bled from his seven orifices, his body shook, and he almost collapsed directly!

Seeing this, the black tiger's brows were released!

"Get up, come in!" Glancing at the ink merchant lightly, the black tiger said indifferently, like a king giving orders!

Mo Shang stabilized his body, wiped the blood stains from the corners of his mouth, slowly stood up, did not pull out the thorns on his back, and strode into the hall!

He didn't put his posture too low, his back kept standing upright, and the black tiger didn't care!

"Squeak......

After the ink merchant completely entered, the door of the temple slowly closed, and the sound was terrifying and a little startled!

As soon as the gate was closed, the light in the hall suddenly dimmed, and the sturdy body of the black tiger brought a kind of oppressive force like a mountain god!

There are no candles and no fires in all directions, only some night pearls are shining, which makes this place full of a gloomy and cold atmosphere, and the temperature is lower than the outside world, and mortals can't stand it here!

The ink merchant stood in the middle of the hall, raised his head slightly, looked up at the black tiger, and there was no fear in his dark eyes!

The black tiger looked at him with interest, and tapped the armrest on the side of the chair with his paws, and his posture was a little similar to that of the human race!

"Why don't you speak?" After looking at each other like this, the black tiger was the first to break the silence and asked!

"What should be said, I said it outside the door before!" Mo Shang said calmly, cherishing words like gold!

"Hehe......" The black tiger smiled, the huge tiger body flipped for a while, and then walked down, approaching the ink merchant step by step!

Its hideous eyes were like lanterns, staring at the ink merchant, as if smiling but not smiling, an invisible momentum overwhelmed the ink merchant, it was very terrifying!

In its eyes, Mo Shang saw endless creatures wailing, there seemed to be a mountain of corpses and a sea of blood, there was a kind of indifference and bloodlust that annihilated human nature!

This kind of aura is so terrifying, the ink merchant is like a flat boat drifting on the sea, encountering a storm, and he can't help himself!

The two sides are not at the same level at all, and Mo Shang faintly perceives that the strength of this black tiger has reached the top of the Sanhua Gathering, and it is a figure of the older generation!

Under that immeasurable qi machine, Mo Shang's Xuan Soul was throbbing with fear, he couldn't help but bow his head, not daring to look at each other again, but the blood in his bones forced him not to give in, even if the corners of his eyes gradually cracked, he never lowered his head!

When the distance between the two was less than ten zhang, the momentum of the black tiger reached its peak, and the ink merchant felt as if he had been hit head-on by a star of tens of billions of miles, and it was difficult to support it at all!

"Boom!"

He flew out sideways and crashed into a giant pillar blessed by Xuan Li, and the silver killing thorns on his back were all rushed out with that kind of energy, tearing off half of the flesh and blood on Mo Shang's back by the way!

Mo Shang couldn't help but gasp, his face was bloodless, and he stood up with difficulty holding on to the copper pillar, and his steps were difficult!

"You guy, although you have been unknown, I didn't expect that there is something extraordinary!" Looking at the ink merchant who was covered in blood, but could still hold on, the black tiger was slightly surprised!

The ink merchant did not answer, and still cherished the words like gold!

The black tiger was not annoyed, but grinned, and asked coldly, "You, do you know who this tiger is?"

Hearing this, Mo Shang's gaze remained unchanged, but he spit out two words...... Black God!

The black god is the name of this black tiger, it is the third-generation descendant of the ancestor of the white tiger, and his status in the beast village is extremely high, and his talent and bloodline are incomparable!

This tiger is extremely strong, it is said that the bloodline has mutated, from white to black, and the thing is extremely reversed, from which it has obtained terrifying power!

The White Tiger Ancestor values it very much and regards it as its successor, so its status and strength are not trivial!

As early as when the Beast Village forces settled in, the ink merchant knew all this, so he was no stranger to it!

Seeing that the ink merchant could say his name, the black god was not surprised, but the smile on his face became more and more vigorous!

"Benhu is indeed the Black God, but, do you know another name of Benhu?" the Black God grinned!

The ink merchant frowned, unable to answer!

"Another name of this tiger is called Big-Mouthed Tiger, which means that it has a big mouth and loves to talk nonsense, so it can't be taken seriously!" said with a smile on the black god's face, with a hint of banter!

Hearing this, Mo Shang could no longer remain calm, his eyebrows were upside down, and his lips turned white with anger!

The meaning of the black god's words couldn't be more straightforward, he was simply admitting that he was cheating and was not ready to fulfill his promise!

In other words, its words can't be taken seriously, and the ink merchant's guilt this time can be regarded as a trip in vain!

Although he had already prepared for this, and it was originally a broken jar, when the other party really said this, it was still difficult for Mo Shang to accept it, and he couldn't suppress the anger in his heart!

Looking at the fire-breathing eyes of the ink merchant, the black god became more and more proud!

It came closer, its breath like fire, and the oppressive force was even worse, causing the ink merchant's eyes to bleed!

"In this way, you kneel down again and shout three times that Mo Xuan is a pig, saying that he is wrong, he is a beast!"

"I promise, as long as you say so, I will fulfill my promise and send you rations!"

……

The black god joked again!

"Hehe!" the ink merchant sneered, his face sneering!

He secretly hated in his heart, hated himself for being obsessed, since he would believe the words from the beast village!

In the same way, how could he have been on it twice!

The ink merchant's indifferent gaze seemed to be looking at an idiot, which made the black god's face sink gradually!

"Give you a chance, if you don't grasp it, then it won't be my black god's words and I won't believe it!"

"Count me as a fool to expect from what a bunch of brutes will say!" the ink merchant laughed to himself, shook his hand fiercely, and turned to leave!

His heart was gloomy, he hated himself for being so stupid, and he didn't want to waste his tongue anymore!

But the doors of the temple were closed, and he had no way out!

"Whirring ......"

At this moment, the black god blew past him like a gust of wind and reappeared in front of him!

"Huh...... Come as you want, leave as you want?" The black god's huge body is like a magic wall, blocking everything!

"What do you want, if you dare to kill me, then you snatched meat from the hands of the Ten Nations Alliance and ate it!" Mo Shang was not afraid at all, but used the Ten Great Divine Kingdoms to suppress it!

In the current situation, the few brothers surnamed Mo are second only to the spoils of the immortal lock, which many people know, so they won't touch them!

It is precisely this point that the ink merchant dares to come here!

Sure enough, after hearing this, a trace of coldness flashed in the black god's eyes, but it soon returned to normal!

"Hehe, why bother opening and closing your mouth to kill or something, Benhu stopped you, just to talk to you more!"

"Fang Cai Benhu also said that my remarks should not be true, so how can you believe such jokes as a big-mouthed tiger!"

"Ben Hu is full of words, since you have spoken out, and you have indeed done it, then I will definitely honor it!"

"If you come to a few brothers, I will dare to honor it a few times, I dare to swear by this, you don't need to worry!"

……

The black god is serious, and the conversation is so sharp that the ink merchant can't react!

For a while, the ink merchant was shocked, and he couldn't figure out what the black god was thinking, first he wanted to break his promise, and now he dared to swear, why is this?

Rao is an ink merchant is shrewd, and he can't see through it at this time!

Just when the ink merchant was in doubt, suddenly, the huge tiger head of the black god suddenly lowered and came closer, and sniffed lightly beside the ink merchant's neck!

"It's so fragrant......" It suddenly popped out such a sentence, which seemed headless, but terrifying!

(End of chapter)