Maybe it's because of his mother, maybe it's because Fang Dang has never regarded himself as a fire slave and a cheap dog.

In short, Fang Dang is not respectful to these gods, the lowly status of the fire slave and the words of his mother, Fang Dang will always choose the words of his mother.

Six nobles dressed in gorgeous clothes walked down from those monsters, led by a long-bearded old man in a purple robe with a meticulously combed chest.

On either side of the old man, a man and a woman stood on the left and right.

The woman was dressed in a smoky blue skirt, her exposed face was beautiful, and her skin was like mutton fat, Fang Dang had a strong desire to mate and mate when she saw this woman at first sight.

It is a very natural thing to mate and mate in the rotten and poisonous flats, as long as you are ten years old, or even seven or eight years old, the fire slaves will begin to mate and mate like crazy.

On the one hand, it is to continue the life of the fire slave group and give birth to more fire slaves, and on the other hand, it is because the nobles in the fire poison city refine more of a kind of indulgent pill called lust and lust pills.

After alchemy, the remaining medicinal residues are all poured into the rotten poison beach, although these medicinal residues have lost most of their medicinal power, but after all, they still contain a part of the aphrodisiac function, it is this part of the medicinal residue that has been fermented for many years, releasing all kinds of gases, integrated into the air, making the fire slaves have an extremely strong demand for sex, and the desire for copulation and mating is even more difficult to suppress.

Fang Dang is an exception, he is still a virgin at the age of thirteen, this is simply an incredible thing among the fire slaves, of course, after seeing Fang Dang's thin body, the fire slaves feel that there is nothing surprising, why should such a thin guy compete with others for women?

Why should a woman conceive his child?

It's impossible to fight for a toe!

In the rotten mudflats, mating and mating are often accompanied by fierce struggles.

On the one hand, the fire slave sluts want to defeat other males and compete for the right to mate and mate, on the other hand, the fire slave sluts are not obediently pouting their butts and waiting for them, unless the fire slave sluts can press the fire slave sluts under them and beat them so that they have no power to resist, otherwise, those two sturdy thighs will definitely not open lightly.

It seems that a weak guy like Fang Dang, let alone defeating other fire slaves to fight for the right to mate and mate, even if it is a fire slave, he can't press it down, so a guy like Fang Dang deserves not to taste the taste of a woman for the rest of his life.

Therefore, Fang Dang has almost always been in a state of estrus but can only see but not touch, in addition, to be honest, after seeing the masked woman, it is really difficult for Fang Dang to have the slightest interest in those so-called women in this land.

In addition, the man's jade tree was in the wind, his face was white and cold, his hair was tied behind him, and he was neat and neat with a hint of uninhibited and uninhibited. And what attracted Fang Dang the most was that the man had a jade plate hanging around his waist, which was too far away, but Fang Dang still saw the dragon-shaped pattern on the jade plate at once.

The guy who once humiliated Fang Dang's parents had such a dragon-shaped pattern embroidered on his clothes!

Fang Dang's eyes suddenly widened.

At this time, the old man at the head took out a wide and heavy stone-like square from his cuff, and from a distance, there were winding patterns like tadpoles on the stone, flashing red light.

Fang Dang took a deep breath and steadied himself, firmly remembering the appearance of that man, as if he was hunting on the rotten poisonous beach, before he saw the enemy, he would lie dormant like a poisonous snake.

Then Fang Dang looked at the book in the old man's hand.

Fang Dang knew that what flowed was words, and it was something that carried a qiē power in his mother's mouth, and his mother once said that it was the source of a qiē power, and Fang Dang yearned for it.

The creatures in the land of the Rotten Poison Beach all know one truth, power is a qiē!

"The Book of the Death of the Fire Slaves".

This is the sacred book that is known as the one that governs the life and death of all the fire slaves in the Rotten Poison Beach.

I saw the old man put a hand on the "Fire Slave Death Codex", and the words on the death code flickered for a moment and then gradually dimmed.

The old man quietly pressed the "Fire Slave Death Codex", Fang Dang suddenly felt a sudden pain in the brand on his forehead, and the mark of the most despicable person who had been imprinted since birth burned hotly.

Unlike the most despicable scars on Fang Dang's forehead, the other thirteen-year-old fire slaves had a flame-shaped burn mark on their shoulder, and at this time, these burns were all red and hot, like red-hot iron bars.

There was a noise among the fire slaves, and the leaders of the fire slave tribe had experienced such scenes countless times, and they could understand the meaning of the god who held the book of death, and immediately began to shout.

Soon after, the fire slaves who had not ignited the fire slave seal began to retreat, but Fang Qi and Fang Hui'er stubbornly pulled Fang Dang to death, unwilling to leave.

The three siblings didn't say a word, but in the end, Fang Dang smiled, broke Fang Hui'er and Fang Qi's hands, turned away, and stopped looking at the two of them.

Fang Dang never looked back, I don't know when, Fang Hui'er and Fang Qi were washed away by the retreating crowd, Fang Dang still didn't look back, biting his lower lip tightly, tears turned around in his eyes and didn't fall after all!

The mother once explained to Fang Dang the meaning of the word goodbye, Fang Dang didn't understand it at first, but now he finally understands, and at the same time understands the word take care.

This goodbye may be never seen again!

When the fire slaves who were not yet thirteen years old and the fire slaves who were called all retreated, the old man's eyes swept over the remaining more than 100,000 fire slaves, and then he stretched out his hand to draw a circle towards a group of fire slaves, and the fire slaves in the circle immediately showed a dejected expression.

Every year, the nobles in the city need to choose a part of the fire slaves to be the furnace slaves, the reason why they have to choose once a year is because these furnace slaves have not lived for a year, for the fire slaves, they would rather be smoked to death by poison gas when they were collecting medicine on the fire poison mountain, and they would be torn apart and eaten by those wild beasts, rather than be exhausted to death as a furnace slave.

Although it is dangerous to go to the Fire Poison Mountain, it is at least a glorious thing, especially to be able to come back alive from the Fire Poison Mountain, it is even more different, so many fire slaves have died, and there are too many fire slave left, and these remaining fire slave have naturally become their playthings and fertility tools.

The fire slaves are also willing to give their arms to these strong heroes who have returned from the fire poison mountain, in this rotten poisonous beach, strength is the truth, strength is justice, and they can get the favor and belief of all the deposits.

And being a furnace slave is an extremely despicable thing, and every time you go to Fire Poison Mountain, there will always be a part of the fire slaves who come back, but to be a furnace slave, I have never heard of that one who came back alive.

It's better to be chosen to be the Furnace Keeper than to call them dead now!

The fire slaves who were not classified as furnace slaves cheered at this time, not thinking that they might die on that fire poison mountain.

There is a high mountain in the north of the rotten poison beach that is wrapped in dense fog all year round, that is the fire poison mountain, the fire poison mountain is a beautiful mountain, there are all kinds of rare medicinal materials on the mountain, there are all kinds of rare beasts, but there are also all kinds of unpredictable dangers and killing opportunities!

It is a place of life and a place of death.

For the Fire Slave, it was the abyss where the Grim Reaper lived, but for the nobles of the Fire Poison City, it was the source of infinite wealth and the birth of the elixir.

After dividing the furnace slaves, the old man still didn't talk nonsense, and stretched out his hand towards the fire poison mountain surrounded by mist, and the fire slaves roared in unison, rushing towards the gray mist in the northernmost part of the rotten poison beach, and what awaited them was an unpredictable fate.

It would be nice if one of the ten fire slaves could walk back from that gray mist!

It is said that the Fire Poison Mountain is a beautiful mountain, but who knows that the Fire Poison Mountain is nourished by the blood of countless fire slaves to become stronger and stronger?

It is said that the Fire Poison Mountain grows every year, thickening and tallening.

The remaining fire slaves are the furnace slaves circled by the old man's fingers.

The old man accepted the "Fire Slave Death Codex" and then frowned, not only the old man frowned, but several other nobles also frowned, because there was a fine dust on the huge empty séance altar.

After the fire slaves who went to collect the medicine walked like a tide, there was a small figure standing there in the blank space, so abrupt that it was as obscure as a stain.

The dejected fire slaves who were assigned to be the furnace slaves also looked at the small figure in the distance, on the huge séance altar, he was so lonely and small, humble and pitiful.

Then, the figure suddenly began to run, but instead of rushing towards the northernmost fog like the other fire slaves, it ran towards their dejected furnace guards.

All the fire slaves were stunned.

Inexplicably, no one knows what exactly this skinny guy is going to do.

Even if the fire slaves want to be clever, they have always sneaked into the team of fire poison mountain to collect medicine from the team of furnace slaves, after all, the old man drew a circle casually, if a fire slave is just at the edge of the circle, then whether he is in the circle or outside the circle, it is not easy to distinguish, but none of them have ever given up going to the fire poison mountain, but ran over to be the furnace slave!

It's not that I haven't seen anyone who is greedy for life and afraid of death, so greedy for life and afraid of death, I just think about it for the first time if I can live a day or see it for the first time.

All the furnace guards had a look of shame and disgust on their faces, and they booed loudly for a while.

The fire slaves don't have a high IQ, but the more they don't have a high IQ, the more they pay attention to honor, because they really don't have anything left except honor.

Fang Dang entered the ranks of the furnace guards with a tidal wave of boos, and the fire slaves looked down on this short and thin guy from the bottom of their hearts.

Seeing him come over with a shy face, you push, I kicked, Fang Dang was like a small boat on the turbulent river, letting the wind and waves sway him back and forth.

But Fang Dang, who had a blue nose and swollen face, was still full of persistence, gritted his teeth and finally found a small, cramped place to stand firm, and squatted there with his head in his hands.

How did the surrounding fire slaves know what kind of anger Fang Dang had in his heart?

Fang Dang was quite poisoned at this time, his blood veins were pitch black, and his long hair was as dirty as felt covering most of his face, at least in the eyes of those nobles, there was not much difference between Fang Dang and the fire slaves with tattoos all over his body.

For a fire slave who voluntarily joined the queue of furnace slaves, the noble man on top showed quite tolerance, and the old man at the head glanced at the dusty young man, and ignored it, as long as he didn't die under the hands of that group of fire slaves, it was okay to call him a furnace slave, anyway, it wouldn't take a year for this cheap dog to become firewood under the stove.

Since some fire slaves are willing to die in battle, it is not surprising that some fire slaves would rather be exhausted to death!

It's just a bunch of low-IQ livestock.

Then the nobles sat back on the ornate chairs on the back of the beast, and walked away to the thunder of heavy hooves knocking on the ground.

The fire slaves also began to walk towards the Fire Poison City in despair to become a furnace slave.

There are always countless paths in front of people, the key depends on how you choose, the initiative is always in your own hands, go wrong, go right, and always bear the future of you.

Fang Dang didn't know what he was going to face, but there was no doubt that Fang Dang had chosen the path he wanted to take, not the path that the nobleman of Fire Poison City had pointed him out!

One of the most important ones is, ignore the ants who taunt you halfway.

Fang Dang in the ridicule and abuse insisted on his own anger!