The slaves, whose wrists were bound by vines, wore almost nothing on their bodies, and even if they were, the skins were tattered and tattered, and they could not cover much.

Exposed to the sun like this, one by one they were tanned, their lips were chapped and they were described as withered, and they walked barefoot on the ground. There were some slaves with wounds on their bodies, which had not been well treated, and the wounds had rotted, and there were some smelling flying insects around them, following them all the way.

"Where were those slaves sent?" asked Shao Xuan. He doesn't ask, and others won't explain, of course he has to take the initiative to speak, even if he is ridiculed by others, Shao Xuan doesn't care, as long as he can know what he wants to know.

As soon as Shao Xuan's words came out, some people sneered, but some people replied, no matter whether they said it in a mocking tone or not, Shao Xuan just needed to know the answer.

"Sent to the place where the slave owner was, of course. Someone said.

"Where do the slave owners live, is that where we're going this time?" asked Shao Xuan.

"What, scared?" said one of the Tianshan tribesmen, with a disdainful face.

Shao Xuan was silent. He looked at the sky, then at his surroundings, and thought back to the topography he had traveled through, and said, "Slave owners, the place where they live does not seem to be very good. "If you keep going, you might end up in the desert. The slave owners lived in the desert? This made Shao Xuan very curious.

Although he knew that the slave owners would stay away a little in order to avoid the big tribes in the middle, he did not expect that they would run to the arid and barren regions.

"Isn't it good?" an older middle-aged man beside him snorted, "It's so good that they're doing well! ”

That's just as well. Slave owners are naturally the ones who are served.

As he was talking, in the long line of slaves, a slave suddenly broke free from the shackles of the vines and ran towards Shao Xuan and them. Although he looks like he is just skinny, he runs so fast that he can't see the weakness just now.

There was a shout from the ranks of the slaves. looked at the people who were running, and the swarthy slave who couldn't see his appearance clearly and had unkempt hair was running towards Shao Xuan and them, shouting in a hoarse voice that seemed to be able to pull blood, probably to ask for help from this side, and Shao Xuan could see the light of hope in his eyes.

Burst!

A sharpened piece of wood pierced the body of a running man. Drops of blood fell to the ground, and the light in the slave's eyes quickly faded and became dull.

A man dressed in animal skins and holding a whip walked towards the slave at the end. On his forehead, there is a tattoo that looks like the word "Taiwan".

"It is the title slave of the word 'Taiwan'. Someone in the team said. The tone was calm, and there was no fluctuation in the mood because he had just seen a slave being killed.

Slaves are also hierarchical, and the lower slaves do not have any titles, while the higher slaves start from "tai", because they will have a tattoo on their foreheads that resembles the word "tai". It is known as the title slave of the word "Taiwan". In terms of strength, they are equivalent to the average junior totem warrior among totem warriors.

Anyone who becomes a slave, their initial goal is to be a "Tai" character slave, so what about becoming a slave, as long as they can obtain the same power as a totem warrior, it is enough.

The "Tai" character slave is the lowest slave among the high-ranking slaves, and the "Tai" character slave is above. There is also the word "servant" slave. There were also some "servant" slaves in this slave army, but they didn't carry whips. It seems harmless to carry only a knife and look at it, but as long as they do it, it will be blood-stained, and it will not be just a slave when the time comes. So. When the slave escaped just now, the slaves of the word "servant" just glanced at them casually, and some of them didn't even raise their heads, and continued to hurry, anyway, there were slaves with the word "Taiwan" who were lower than them to solve it.

The Taiwanese slave strode towards the fallen slave. His eyes glanced at Shao Xuan and them, there was no vigilance, no concerns, no other superfluous emotions, numb, cold and hard as a knife, when looking at low-level slaves, it was no different from looking at other dead things.

Leaning over, he reached out and grabbed the foot of the breathless slave on the ground and dragged him back to the team.

The ground was dragged and left a long trail of blood.

The Taiwanese slave dragged the dead slave back to the team, and with a wave of his arm, he casually threw the person in his hand into the ranks of low-level slaves, and then, Shao Xuan saw that those slaves who were tied with their wrists tied were withered, scrambling to surround them.

"That'...... That's ......" Ray stuttered a little.

On Weiba's side, an indifferent voice said, "They're grabbing food." ”

Tie your wrists, but you can still move your fingers, your arms, and your legs. They are grabbing food, although the "food" is for people like them, and if they don't eat it, they are likely to starve to death, and if they eat it, they will survive.

Seeing that Shao Xuan and the others were silent, someone from the Tianshan tribe said: "If you really can't see it, you can go and save one or two low-level slaves, and if you run closer just now, you can also take action in time." ”

Seeing the reactions of the other people in the team, Shao Xuan and the others also knew that there were some things they didn't know. Most of these people, looking at the slaves, were filled with disgust.

It is true that many totem warriors look down on slaves, feel that they are spineless, and betray their ancestors, but they are not like these people in the team, especially the people who are not eight, and there is even hatred in their eyes.

Shao Xuan learned the reason from Qu Ce. A few years ago, some people encountered a similar thing, rescued a few low-level slaves, and cut down a few slaves with the word "Taiwan" by the way.

"In fact, at the beginning, the people who didn't have eight shots were very secretive, and they were disguised, so they shouldn't have been discovered, but they were still discovered. One of Mihachi's young girls left to give a slave a piece of jerky, and the slave saw a spider she was carrying, and later, the slave failed to escape, was caught, and informed. Soon after, almost all of the men who shot were killed while traveling with friends and elders. Qu Ce said.

There were more than a dozen of the eight people who were killed, and there were even high-level totem warriors, and the slaves who attacked them had more than 30 slaves with the word "Tai" and at least four slaves with the word "servant". If it is one-on-one, even if it is a slave with the word "servant", it is only equivalent to the level of an ordinary middle-level totem warrior, and it will not lead to such a tragic result, but these slaves are almost suicidal attacks, injuring twenty or thirty enemies and self-inflicting a hundred, they do it without blinking an eye, and they do the same when they hurt the enemy and lose a hundred.

Slaves are just tools. The tools are gone, and another one is created, so that those slave owners will not feel distressed.

"After that, the people of the Eight Immortals killed slaves, whether they were high or low, and killed them all, as long as they shot, they would not leave a single living mouth, and they would not give anyone a chance to tell the truth. Qu Ce looked at Shao Xuan and the others, "There are actually many such things, and almost every tribe has encountered them. Remember, those slaves can betray their faith and ancestors, and they can betray anyone. ”

"Including the master who betrayed them?" Shao Xuan asked.

“...... It depends on whether they dare or not. Different slave owners will have different slaves, and you will know when you see more. Qu Ce said.

After the group of slaves had left, they continued on their way, and the slave who had been eaten was left with nothing but a puddle of bloody stains and a few bones that could not be put together. Some scavenging insects surround the area, sharing this last "good meal".

Later, Shao Xuan and the others did not encounter the slave team again, and they took a different path.

The further he went, the more clearly Shao Xuan could feel the dryness of the air.

There is a lot of sparse vegetation around. Flora and fauna are pitifully few compared to other places. The sparse grass on the ground also wilted.

After another five days of walking, some people in the team were already starting to languish.

"A little further on, there will be a tribe where we can rest for a few days. An older man said.

Hearing this, the young people's spirits were shocked, "Is there a tribe? There are tribes in this place, what is it called?"

"The Rain Tribe. Someone replied.

Shao Xuan looked at the clear sky. Rain tribe.

I don't know what happened to Yang Sui's kid, has he inherited the position of the witch of the rain tribe by Shun Lì? (To be continued......)