The meat target was slapped to the ground, trembling, with a look of despair in his eyes, thinking of the inhuman treatment he had received in the Wang family, the long-suppressed grief and anger in his heart was finally stimulated by death.

The fleshy target stood up tremblingly, his eyes were bloodshot, his lowered face was hideous, and he suddenly raised his head and threw himself towards Wang Zilu.

"Wang Zilu, you give me death. ”

Looking at the meat target that pounced on him, Wang Zilu was slightly stunned, and then a cruel smile appeared on his face, and he said coldly: "I don't know whether to live or die." ”

That meat target is just a cultivation of the Human Yuan Realm, even if he has the determination to die, how can he be able to defeat Wang Zilu, a martial artist of the Spirit Yuan Realm.

I saw that Wang Zilu raised his right foot and kicked it out.

The meat target was suddenly kicked out more than a dozen feet away, spitting blood from his mouth, and his whole body was convulsed, and the rest of the young children of the Wang family all looked like they were watching a good show.

"Heh, a meat target dares to fight with the young master, and he doesn't know whether he is alive or dead. ”

"The meat target should have the consciousness of the meat target, he is born to be beaten, and he dares to commit a crime, which is really arrogant. ”

"How do you say this meat target will die, will he be slapped to death by the young master, or will he be like last time, let him fight the fierce beast. ”

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Meat targets are slaves purchased from the black market by the children of martial arts families for fun, and their life and death are all decided by their masters, and they are worse than dogs.

Some of them were displaced people, some were children of ruined families, and some were slaves who had died after the war.

"Why, why! We have not done any wrong, so why should we be here for your amusement and for you to play with? The meat target struggled to fight, making a terrible sound and roaring unwillingly, but in exchange for the disdainful laughter of Wang Zilu and others.

"Why? Just because you are slaves. ”

"Oh, a little slave who has lost his country dares to be so presumptuous. ”

"If I buy you back, you should please us with all your might. ”

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"Hey, that's fine. After Wang Zilu finished laughing, he suddenly said: "I can give you a chance, as long as you can slap me, then I will let you go and let you leave, how about it." ”

When the meat target heard this, a trace of struggle flashed in his eyes.

He knew that with his own ability, he couldn't stand Wang Zilu's palm at all, but even if he didn't agree, he would die, so it was better to fight!

"Yes!

As if there had been some kind of transformation, a resolute look gradually appeared in his eyes, his body was not trembling, his hands were on guard in front of him, even if there was only a glimmer of hope, he had to use all his strength to grasp it.

"I must live, live!"

He roared in his heart, and the other meat targets looked at him, their eyes clouded without the slightest brilliance, in their opinion, this was just Wang Zilu's attempt to tease that person, similar things had happened before.

In the end, they still have to die, and they have long been numb.

Seeing this, the surrounding Wang family disciples showed mockery at the corners of their mouths.

This is just a little spice in their boring spiritual life.

"Are you ready?"

Wang Zilu smiled lightly.

"Come on!" said the meat target in a deep voice.

Suddenly, an afterimage flashed in front of his eyes, and then a heavy force slapped on his chest, and a sharp pain spread throughout his body, almost making him faint, and his body was suddenly lifted out and fell to the ground.

"Haha, sure enough, a palm was slapped to death. ”

"I really don't know whether to live or die, a Yuan Realm martial artist dares to resist the young master's divine palm, he deserves to die. ”

"Hey, he seems to have moved?"

Wang Zilu smiled disdainfully, and when he was proud, he suddenly saw that the meat target that was supposed to die actually moved, and then slowly crawled out like a dog outside the gate, which couldn't help but make him stunned, he survived?

Although he didn't use all his strength in that palm, it was not something that a human Yuan Realm's meat target could resist, and he didn't expect him to survive.

"It's interesting, that's what makes it interesting. ”

Wang Zilu waved his hand to stop the clansmen who wanted to pull back the meat target, and smiled indifferently: "If you survive, then you should travel my own promise and let him leave." ”

When the others heard this, they were stunned.

Did he really let him leave like this? But then they saw the smile on Wang Zilu's face, glanced at each other, and saw the clarity in each other's eyes.

"Hehe, it seems that the young master has a bad idea again. ”

"yes, how nice it would be to let him crawl to the door, and kill him when he thought he could leave, and destroy all his hopes!"

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The meat target struggled to crawl towards the gate, thinking to himself that he had blocked the palm, and he could leave here......

He was full of joy, and he didn't notice the strangeness of Wang Zilu and the others behind him, now he only had the gate of the royal family in his eyes, as long as he stepped over it, he would be able to leave here and live under the light again.

It's almost ......

It's almost ...... That's just a few steps away.

"It's time for this farce to end. Wang Zilu smiled, slowly walked to the meat target, stretched out his hand to grab his hair, lifted his head, and said: "Boy, I spent money to buy you back, and it should be up to me whether you live or die, so I decided to go back." ”

The meat target didn't seem to hear Wang Zilu's words, broke free of Wang Zilu's hand, and still stubbornly crawled towards the door.

"Hey, it looks like I've been beaten stupid and can't understand human speech. ”

Looking at the meat target that was still crawling, Wang Zilu showed a sarcastic smile.

"Die. ”

Wang Zilu suddenly slapped the head of the meat target with a palm.

Just as this palm was close to the meat target's head, a palm slapped on Wang Zilu's chest first, and Wang Zilu suddenly spat out a bloody mist, flew backwards, and rolled to the ground.

The palm of the meat target suddenly grabbed a foot, and when he looked up, he saw a young man in white, standing in front of the gate with an indifferent face, he knew that just now he slapped Wang Zilu with one palm and saved his life.

"Huh. Qin Ya looked at the meat target lying on the ground, grabbing his feet, with some surprise, slowly squatted down, reached out and grabbed his scarred arm, crossed a true yuan, and then a trace of surprise flashed in his eyes.

The meat target only felt that the young man's hands were really warm, and there was an incomparably gentle air flow into his body, which made his whole body warm, and the pain in his body couldn't help but reduce a lot.

Qin Ya smiled faintly and asked, "What's your name?"

"My name is ...... Bai Le. ”