With a little blur in his eyes, Ji Yu slowly stretched out a hand and wiped his eyes, however, he felt a piercing pain coming from his hand.

He looked at his arm, and a red, almost fleshy streak was deeply engraved on his hand, a hot feeling.

"Am I not dead yet......" He looked around and then outside, and a glimmer of light rushed in and shone on his face.

This is the stable, and he can still smell the stench of horse manure, which means that he is still alive.

However, there was some frustration on his face, as if he was frustrated that he was still alive!

Looking at his arm, there is more than one, countless streaks are engraved on it, some have faded, some are still very obvious, and the person who shines on these wounds is Song Yu!

Thinking of this Song Yu, a trace of hatred appeared in his eyes, but in the end, that hatred disappeared helplessly. No way, who made him a slave of the Song family, and Song Yu was the young master of the Song family?

Since he was judged to be unable to cultivate at the age of five, he has completely become a slave of the Song family and suffered all kinds of humiliation and torture, and Song Yu is the one who tortures himself the most.

Now that he thinks of last night's incident, he is still on fire in his belly, Song Yu lost gambling in the casino, and he actually put a rope on his hand and rode a horse for a thousand meters, almost killing him.

"Looks like he wanted to wake me up with a whip!" he snorted.

Last night he was unconscious, thinking that Song Yu wanted to wake him up and whipped him with a whip, but his injuries were so serious that he couldn't wake up.

"Squeak!"

At this time, the door of the stable was opened, and a light made Ji Yu feel very unaccustomed to it all of a sudden, and he wanted to cover it with his hand, but at this time, a slender thing flew towards him fiercely.

"Smack!"

With a crisp sound, Ji Yu's hand trembled, and a piercing pain came again.

"Hmph, this dog minion has slept until now!" An indifferent voice came into Ji Yu's ears.

Ji Yu's heart sank, he didn't expect Song Yu to come again!

At this point, his gaze returned to normal, and standing in front of him was a young man of about twenty years old, with a long whip in his hand, looking at him with disdain on his face.

"Young Master~" Despite the extreme reluctance in his heart, Ji Yu had to bow his waist and say.

Song Yu was the most talented cultivation genius in the Song family, but at the age of twenty, he was already at the eighth level of body refining, and he was just an ordinary person who couldn't even cultivate, and with his own strength, it was impossible to fight against them at all.

"Hmph, don't call me so nicely, you made me lose such a big face yesterday, see if I don't kill you!" However, Song Yu snorted coldly, and then swung a whip towards Ji Yu with one hand.

Subconsciously, Ji Yu wanted to hide with his hands, however, in an instant, it was a hot and piercing bone that only passed to his heart.

"Bang! bang!"

Three times in a row, Ji Yu could barely stand still, each whip had the power of battle qi, and it was not something he could resist at all.

"I made a bet with them yesterday that you could be dragged by me for a thousand meters without fainting, but I didn't expect you to be so useless!" Song Yu said in annoyance.

"Smack!"

It was another whip, and this whip was taken by Ji Yu.

"That's why you dealt with me like this?" Suddenly, Ji Yu asked.

"Hmph, yes, you're just a minion, what qualifications do you have to ask me!" Song Yu was stunned, and then snorted coldly, he simply dropped the whip directly, and walked towards Ji Yu with three times and two times.

"Poof!"

Song Yu's kick almost made Ji Yu's internal organs begin to displace, Ji Yu's mouth was sweet, and blood suddenly spit out.

Lying on the ground, Ji Yu's fingers rubbed the ground, and the blood marks were clearly imprinted on the ground, and gradually clenched into fists.

"Hmph! I'm in a better mood today, so I'll let you go, and I'll clean up and go to the hall later, there's something good waiting for you!"

Then, Song Yu no longer beat Ji Yu, but walked towards the outside of the stable with a spring breeze on his face.

In the stable, Ji Yu was prostrate on the ground, letting out a low whine, and the fists in his hands were clenched.

......

The Song family is the big family of Wushan Town, and it can be said that they are the overlords of Wushan Town, and the people of Wushan Town dare not be disrespectful to the Song family.

At this time, the Song family's guards were particularly strict, in the Song family's meeting hall, several guards were guarding outside, and in the conference hall, there were three people in it, I don't know what they were talking about, and Song Yu was one of them.

"Squeak!"

After a while, the door of the council hall opened, and it was none other than Ji Yu who came in.

At this time, Ji Yu was dressed in rags, with a trace of blood at the corner of his mouth, and slowly walked in.

"Hmph, this minion actually made us wait so long!" As soon as Song Yu saw Ji Yu coming, the smile on his face immediately dissipated, and was replaced by a cruel smile.

Then he took out a long whip and wanted to whip Ji Yu.

"Wait, Song Gongzi, if you break my medicine slave, what will you do!" At this time, an old man instantly got up from the spot, and with one hand stretched, a powerful force flew the whip away.

"Yu'er, sit down!" and a middle-aged man next to the old man also scolded.

The middle-aged man was Song Yu's father, Song Gang, and the strength of the eighth level of the battle division was also extremely strong in Wushan Town, however, at this time, he seemed to be very complimented by the old man beside him.

"I don't know what Senior Mo thinks, is this medicine slave good?" Song Gang said to the old man with a flattering face.

When Ji Yu saw Song Gang's expression, he couldn't help but be a little surprised in his heart, and he was even more inexplicably jealous of the old man, what was the origin of this, which could make Song Gang, the overlord of Wushan Town, grovel so much.

At this time, the old man stroked his beard, stood up from the spot, and after a while, he appeared in front of Ji Yu.

"Step on ...... Step into the air!" Ji Yu exclaimed in his heart.

He was absolutely not wrong just now, the old man actually came to him in front of him, doesn't this mean that this old man who looks quite thin is a sky battle master!

No wonder Song Gang wanted to compliment him in every way.

As soon as the old man appeared next to Ji Yu, Ji Yu felt an extremely powerful oppressive force, almost making him unable to move.

"Let me take a look!" the old man said, and then leaned towards Ji Yu's dantian with one hand.

Soon, an extremely powerful force entered Ji Yu's dantian, and in an instant, Ji Yu felt a collapsing power.

"Poof!" he said, and a stream of blood spurted out and sprinkled on the old man's clothes.

"Smack!"

There was a sound, and Ji Yu felt a hot stinging pain coming from his face.

"Hmph! How dare you stain the old man's clothes, dog minion!"

The old man snorted coldly, it turned out that he slapped Ji Yu just now.

Then, I saw that the old man changed his smiling face and turned to look at Song Gang and them.

"Hehe, Master Song, this is definitely a top medicine slave, there is no trace of war spirit in the dantian, very good!"

At this time, the hot pain on Ji Yu's face gradually disappeared, and he also heard the old man's words, medicine slave?

"Hehe, since Senior Mo is satisfied, can the dog ......" Song Gang smiled and looked at Song Yu.

"Haha, of course, Ling Gongzi's talent is different from ordinary people, if he joins my Wushan faction, he will definitely become one of the strongest in the Wushan faction in the future!" the old man laughed.

Osan faction medicine slave?

Listening to these two words, Ji Yu instantly understood!

The Wushan faction is a big faction in Wushan City, and its strength is very strong, and it is said that there is an elder Mo in the Wushan faction, who likes to use medicine slaves to refine medicine, and he will throw the medicine slaves into the medicine tripod and melt the bones and flesh until the medicine slave becomes a pill.

Could it be that these two people want to use themselves as medicine slaves and let this Elder Mo take Song Yu as an apprentice? The Wushan faction is a big faction in Wushan City, if the Song family is attached to this backstage, not to mention Wushan Town, Wushan City will definitely have a place for the Song family!

"Hmph! you want to use me to fulfill you!" Ji Yu snorted coldly in his heart, the Song family is really cruel enough!

"Haha, since that's the case, then this slave will be handed over to the elder, and when the elder succeeds in refining medicine, as long as you don't forget my son!" Song Gang ignored Ji Yu at all.

In his opinion, Ji Yu is just a slave of his Song family, and he doesn't have any right to oppose at all, and if the Song family lets him die, he can't live!

"Huh! You are so despicable!"

Ji Yu couldn't bear it anymore, even if he was beaten and scolded on weekdays, this time he even wanted to make himself a medicine slave, even if his strength was not enough, he had to resist!

"Shut up!

As soon as Ji Yu said this, he instantly felt an extremely powerful force rushing towards him, and as soon as he had a sweet mouth, he flew out upside down.

It was Song Gang's hand, the strength of the eighth level of the battle division, if Song Gang didn't want to kill himself, I'm afraid he would have died a long time ago!

Ji Yu struggled to get up on the ground, and looked at Song Gang and the others with anger on his face: "Song Gang! You are ruthless enough! If it weren't for the fact that you have nurtured me for fifteen years, I would have ...... long ago Poof!"

"Don't forget, you're just a slave of our Song family, you are not qualified to make any choices, let alone threaten us!" Song Yu rushed forward and slammed Ji Yu into the stomach, Ji Yu flew out upside down and fell to the ground fiercely.

Ji Yu is his stepping stone to fame and fortune, and he won't let this guy have any chance to resist.

"Hehe, enough is enough, don't kill my medicine slave, it's not fresh if you die!" At this time, Elder Mo said with a sinister smile on his face.

Song Gang's father and son stopped and snorted coldly: "Elder Mo, this slave will be handed over to you, if you want to kill it in the future, you can do whatever you want!"

Ji Yu was lying on the ground, his consciousness was extremely confused, but he still vaguely heard Song Gang's words.

"Hmph...... If I don't die this time, I, Ji Yu, will seek revenge on your Song family!" His voice was extremely weak, I don't know if the Song father and son heard it clearly, but even if they heard it clearly, they wouldn't care, because they knew that if they were taken as a medicine slave, Ji Yu would die!

"Hehe, little baby, don't resist, if you want to blame it, blame your life, in the next life, reincarnate and vote for a good family~" A light laugh came into Ji Yu's ears.

Ji Yu's consciousness gradually became confused, and finally passed out......