Soon, his forehead seemed to turn into a miniature starry sky, and a meteor-like light emanated from the dimness.

It was formed by the glow of the strange glyphs, which circulated and loomed on the forehead, and the light was very faint, like a little spark of rising stars.

The sparks converged and blended with each other, gradually reaching their peak, revealing a bit of grandeur like the sun, which was amazing and inexplicable.

After a breath, the mysterious change on Fang Di's forehead disappeared, and the golden light retreated into his body.

Suddenly, the blood around him seemed to turn into a golden stream, bubbling and rushing, walking through every secret place in his body, and there was an ancient sound, which seemed to echo in Fang Di's mind, straight into the depths of his soul, like a real illusion.

It's a pity that Fang Di still doesn't know how to practice, can't see inward, doesn't know how to use the wonderful power circulating in his body, and doesn't know what it means.

He is still in the stage of hazy fumbling.

The long night, in Fang Di's perception, the thought had passed. He woke up from his state of unconsciousness and chaos.

Outside the sky, the long night receded, and it was the early morning when the dawn dawned, and everything was waking up and full of vitality.

He slowly opened his eyes, and the light in his eyes was like lightning, and he disappeared for a moment.

What was happening inside him was so strange that it was far beyond anyone's cognitive limits.

Outside the tent grew noisy, and it was time for the slaves to get busy.

Raising the palm of his hand to his eyes, there was nothing unusual, and the hot power circulating in his body before was gone, and his whole body was as usual.

The changes in the body last night were like a dream in the sleeping countryside, and after dawn, there was no trace left.

But after a night, Fang Di's tiredness from yesterday's hard work disappeared, and he also had a feeling that there was an inexplicable power in his body, changing his body from moment to moment, just like some kind of evolution.

When you walk out of the rest shed, you will be greeted by a pyramid under construction.

It is magnificent, under the sun, surrounded by mountains, and its base is sunk into the ground, as stable as a mountain and a river, so that any viewer can involuntarily give birth to their own small and humble body, but a ripple in the long river of time, while the pyramid is immortal, pointing to the eternal perception.

The construction site around the pyramids, with tents and tens of thousands of slaves and Egyptian residents who came to work, can imagine the lively scene.

Fang Di, a coolie who participated in the construction as a slave, did not have a fixed labor project. In other words, the most tiring, hard, and dangerous work of the day is done by slaves.

After a hurried breakfast, Fang Di and the other hundreds of slaves were asked to stand together and become one of the countless slaves around the pyramid, assigned the work they should undertake today by a shrewd middle-aged overseer.

Fang Di will be assigned to the inside of the pyramid today, doing the work of grinding the inner walls and carrying the rubble.

In the work that the slaves participated in, it was relatively easy, and it was far easier to avoid the sun in the half-built pyramid than to drag the boulders outside the tower.

Therefore, when the overseer assigned the task, many slaves around cast envious eyes.

Fang Di suddenly noticed a pair of cold and cold eyes, looking at himself, turning his head to look, it was Tatu who appeared a few zhang away at some point, and when he saw Fang Di looking over, he showed a gloomy smile.

Fang Di suddenly became alert, and Tatu's expression had obvious ill intentions.

What happened in the next moment confirmed Fang Di's guess.

In the group of slaves not far away, a tyrannical voice suddenly sounded, and said arrogantly: "Alien boy, I have something to tell you." ”

It is necessary to know that there are tens of thousands of slaves participating in the construction of the pyramid, and it is naturally impossible for such a large number of slaves to coexist peacefully. It was like a multitude of prisoners together, some of them strong, who were always rampant, and used to bully other slaves.

The one who shouted out for Fang Di was the famous murderer in their team of slaves, named Xi'an, who was sentenced to slavery for the crime of tyrannical murder and plunder, and was a death row prisoner who was not allowed to be pardoned, and was one of the tyrants in Fang Di's team of slaves.

Xi'an was tall, his upper body was naked, his body was scarred, his hands and feet were full of calluses, showing a strong sense of strength, his face was full of flesh, his eyes were full of fierce light, and he was aiming at Fang Di like an arrow, and the other slaves showed him a look of fear that could not be concealed, silent, like a cicada.

A little farther away, Tatu chuckled silently, with a hateful face that looked hilarious.

It was precisely at Tatu's behest that Xi'an came out to humiliate Fang Di.

Xi'an showed a cruel smile full of oppressive force, and continued to Fang Di: "Today, the work of the two of us is changed, you go to carry the stones for me, and the work of grinding stones in the tower belongs to me, do you understand?"

Fang Di moved his gaze to Tatu, who looked at him with mockery in his eyes, frowned imperceptibly, and nodded without too much hesitation, agreeing with Xi'an's meaning and swapping today's work with him.

He was not too frightened and cowardly to fight, but he did not want to be in the limelight of other slaves in this moment of being a slave for the amusement of people like Tatu.

There were boos around, and many onlookers were full of contempt for Fang Di's show of weakness.

Xi'an's face was full of smugness and arrogance. He didn't intend to stop there, there was a hint of playfulness in his eyes, he looked Fang Di up and down, and said with interest: "You still need to come to my tent tonight, the two of us are close and close, a boy of your complexion, I have never done it, I can try it tonight, keep your cool screams." Hey, hey!"

The surroundings were instantly quiet, and among the slaves on death row, there was always zài same-sex rape. This is the inferior nature of human beings, and when desires are not satisfied for a long time, and the opposite sex cannot be found, this beastly nature will explode.

At this moment, these words came out of Xi'an's mouth, and they were really insulting.

He was obviously inching in, and when he saw Fang Di's retreat, he immediately intensified his efforts and made even more excessive demands.

At this point, it is an unavoidable form that must be faced.

A glint in Fang Di's eyes flickered, and for the first time, he met Xi'an's aggressive eyes head-on, and asked, "Go to your tent?"

Xi'an looked up to the sky and snorted, turned his head to look at Tatu, and saw that he nodded slightly, and suddenly his spirit perked up, and he looked at Fang Di again, and said, "What? You don't agree?"

He strode closer, and seeing that Fang Di was still not affected by his momentum, standing flat and steady, and did not retreat half a step, Xi'an was slightly surprised, and more of an authority was provoked by anger, and roared:

"If you don't come to my tent tonight, you have to be careful of your dog's life, and a few people won't die on this construction site one day・・・・・・・"

Just when Xi'an's face was vicious, his mouth was foaming at the threat, and at the same time, he reached out and grabbed Fang Di's neck, suddenly, Fang Di moved without warning, and he stretched out a kick like lightning.

This kick kicked Xi'an straight into the yin, fast and fierce, extremely ruthless.

'Poof!'

A muffled sound, heard from far and near, many onlookers couldn't suppress it, revealing an unbearable and stunned expression. No one expected that Fang Di would not only make the first move, but also be so sharp and ruthless.

'Ahh

A scream sounded like a wolf.

The unsuspecting Xi'an responded to the move, his eyes were round in an instant, his face was full of cold sweat, his eyes were full of fear due to severe pain, and his burly body fell to the ground with a bang, and the wailing in his mouth continued, but after several breaths, even the screams became weak.

He was in excruciating pain and could faint at any moment.

No one would have guessed such an outcome beforehand!

Everyone knows that when Xi'an is finished, he will leave a lifelong disability that will not be recovered.

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