It was supposed to be a woman, not by her size, but simply by the basic human anaphysiology that her pelvis was slightly wider than her shoulders.

Lying on the ground weakly, the exposed upper back is like a body painting, and it is full of bruises caused by being beaten.

She's no longer human.

The scar of the word "sheep" on the arm that was branded with a soldering iron looks old, proving the identity of this withered body.

Livestock slaves, commonly known as: two-legged sheep!

This kind of darkest history, Ming Tian didn't need to know Yin Chan Sect at all.

This is a slave peculiar to the Karma people, and the lowest slave of all!

Slaves are not uncommon.

High-ranking officials like Wang Jingze also had slaves in their families, that is, Mingtian's home in Sumen Town, and also raised three slaves called Zhuangke to serve the family.

Under normal circumstances, even if the slave has a low status, as a slave owner, although the food is disgusting, the feeding is certain, and there will never be a situation where ordinary people will not be given food in their impression.

If you want to be a slave, you want to work for yourself, no matter how bad the food is, but you must eat, otherwise how can you work? Why do you want a slave to work if you can't work? Slave owners are not fools.

Most of the slaves who are starved to death are not bullied, but the slave owners do not want to raise, or are sick, or cannot be sold, so they will be starved to death!

But the two-legged sheep is different.

The Qiang tribe is known to be brutal and well-known to be slaves who exist purely as food and toys, and are often prisoners of war, or descendants of prisoners of war.

Even if he knew this, Ming Tian, who really saw the two-legged sheep, was shocked.

Where are these people? It's clearly a skeleton with a layer of skin!

Shoulder-length hair that has become dry and broken due to malnutrition. His face was beaten and swollen like a ball.

The dead tree-like skin was covered with countless pale red spots the size of a fingernail.

The body seems to have no water, so that the lines of its bones can be seen through the skin of the arms.

Two-legged sheep, such a slave, even the mad Dongduhou will not raise it.

This two-legged sheep appeared in this small alley, and Ming Tian knew with his toes: she must have escaped, and the Qian people don't have such a good conscience, so they will let a two-legged sheep go free.

But now is the end of February of the first year of Yongtai, and the Qi people should be ruled by Xianbei at this time, and they should be on the verge of survival like the Di people.

Unlike the Di people, the Di people were accepted by the Southern Qi Dynasty in the history in which Mingtian lived, but the fate of the Qi people, like the orthodox history, was on the verge of extinction.

So theoretically speaking, there should be no two-legged sheep, and even if there is, it should not appear in Yangzhou.

Ming Tian was very puzzled.

Could this Yangzhou ...... Also hidden Karma?

The Qi people and Xiao Xinzhu's Di people are different, aside from the combat effectiveness, the Qi people are definitely the first in Wuhu alone, but it is a pity that they are now on the verge of survival.

But even so, the cruelty and retribution of the Qiang people should not be underestimated.

Xiao Xinzhu, who had always been kind beside him, just looked at the dying two-legged sheep sympathetically and did not speak.

Although Xiao Xinzhu is not afraid of the Qiang tribe, he must be afraid of it.

Mingtian knew her thoughts, as long as she wanted to save herself, Xiao Xinzhu would definitely agree even if she was afraid of the Qiang clan, but whether she could save it or not, Mingtian would be difficult to ride.

Save... That means that if she is found by her owner, there will be endless trouble.

Don't save... As long as modern people with normal three views will want to give alms when they see such a poor slave.

This is the most basic conscience as a human being!

Just as he was hesitating, there was a slight touch of something from the robe under Ming Tian, and his gaze swept down, and he found the expected object.

A thin hand like a withered branch grasped his robe.

The two-legged sheep raised their heads slightly, as if they had exhausted their last strength to look at Ming Tian.

At most, she is only twelve or thirteen years old, to be precise, a girl who is so thin that she can barely distinguish the gender, her upper body is exposed, but because she is too thin, the butterfly bones exposed to her vision seem to pierce the skin of her back.

"Help... Save ......," her voice was so weak that a breeze could drown it out.

The black pupils are hollow and weak, cloudy.

The dry and thin body doesn't even have a drop of anger left.

It was already a corpse, of course, she hadn't lost her breath yet, and the hand holding Ming Tian's robe was the best evidence.

"You... Why is it here? Ming Tian swallowed his saliva and squatted down, but he still asked.

The girl did not react to what Ming Tian said.

It could be seen that she didn't pretend not to hear, but that she didn't have the strength to react.

Due to the swelling of the eyelid of the right eye, the eyes that could only open one line looked blankly into the air, and there was no hope in the cloudy eyeballs.

In fact, as long as Ming Tian moved his feet, he could easily shake off the fingers that were more fragile than dead branches, but Ming Tian didn't.

In the palace, Ming Tian felt that killing Zhao Ke and defiling Zhao Ke's wife's money and food was the most heinous person.

Now looking at this two-legged sheep, this poor slave girl, Ming Tian suddenly discovered.

Compared with the Qiang people, Qian Shanduo is simply a good person!

What kind of cruel person would torture a twelve or thirteen-year-old girl like this?

Let's kill her.

Ming Tian glanced at the dagger stuck in the waist of the corpse of the male assassin next to him.

Maybe death would have been a relief for this slave, but...

Ming Tian, who can kill thieves, kill money and eat a lot, and even kill traversers without changing his face, can't help but hesitate at this moment.

"Save ...... I ......" the girl's voice sounded again.

It's still so weak, but it's louder than just now.

There was a desire to live in that voice.

I'm afraid that just to say these two simple words out louder, she used all her strength.

Her head sank, and she fainted completely.

Ming Tian trembled slightly.

To kill or not to kill? She was probably the last person she met, and because of this, Ming Tian couldn't just leave, he had to make a decision.

Kill her, give her a relief, but ...... Is it really good?

If you don't kill her, if you save her, what will happen to the trouble she causes in the future?

Turning around, Ming Tian looked at An Luo.

An Luo is also a person with an upright temperament and a sense of justice, and he looks at himself with begging eyes, as if expecting him to make a decision to save her

Looking at her future daughter-in-law Xiao Xinzhu again, she nodded trustingly, meaning that she wanted to be happy with herself.

After five seconds of contemplation, Mingtian made a decision.

The so-called poor bird is in the arms, and the hunter does not kill it!

I have done enough things against my heart in my previous life, and now that I have crossed over, I have to do things according to my own heart!

Troublesome? Lao Tzu even killed the Marquis of Dongdu, you are just a clan, I will dick you? Today, these two sheep will be saved for you!

"Anluo, help me move her back to the room, and wake up Yin Chan by the way. Xinzhu, you help me take down the wok and spatula in my room, and by the way, wake up the innkeeper, give him some money, and ask him to borrow me to use the kitchen! ”

When the two behind him heard this decision, they laughed in unison.

This is Mingtian's style!

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