Chapter 1: Awakening (I)

"I, Zhao Wuyong, will never be a slave in the next life!"

An unwilling roar sounded in the darkness of nothingness, echoing far away with the fall of the soul, as if to pierce this endless darkness!

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"Hmph!" In a slave shed, a scrawny boy sat in a corner, and suddenly opened his eyes in the quiet of the night. Looking down at his hands, the young man's godless eyes gradually became brighter, and the corners of his mouth slowly rose with a cold snort, and the amplitude became larger and larger, full of a kind of evil.

"Rebirth...... Ho, ho, ho......" The young man's mouth was open and he sneered, not knowing whether he was happy or mocking.

"Constant light...... Wait for me, I'm back from slavery!" the boy muttered to himself, hatred raging, and in the silence of the slave shed, he only felt that the air had cooled!

"What you have given me will be given back to you twice as much!"

"Brother!" A pair of bright eyes were always watching the boy in the dark slave shed.

"What are you talking about? I haven't eaten for a day, so let's eat a little!" A dark-skinned and skinny girl opposite the boy looked at the joy and relaxation on the young man's face, bit her lip and quickly took out a yellow-black steamed bun from her arms and handed it to the young man. Because it has been held in his arms, this steamed bun still has warmth in the middle of the night.

"Get out of here!" the young man looked up at the steamed bun handed over by the girl, frowned, raised his hand to open the girl's hand, and scolded impatiently. How could he enslave the emperor eat such a slave food!

"Smack!" the girl's hand ached, and the steamed bun was suddenly knocked out and rolled down in the dust all over the ground. The girl was stunned and withdrew her painful hand, looking at the young man who turned his head, his teeth were clenched and his lips trembled, his eyes full of perseverance couldn't help but start to moisten, and tears of grievance lingered in his eyes.

"Brother......" the girl shouted in a low voice, her voice a little hoarse and a little trembling. Looking at the young man in front of her, she felt extremely strange, but in one day, her brother seemed to be a completely different person, squatting in this corner alone without eating, drinking, or saying a word. This steamed bun was deliberately left by her at dinner, and one steamed bun had already occupied most of her dinner, but it was ruthlessly knocked down at this time.

"Smack!" Suddenly, a loud slap woke everyone in the slave shed.

The young man looked up at the thin figure in front of him in disbelief, felt the hot pain on his face, and a monstrous anger rose instantly, and no one had ever dared to slap him like this!

"Zhao Wuyong, you are a beast! Today, your sister did a day for you, and she left her own dinner for you! How dare you ......" A middle-aged man stood in front of the young man, furious, and before the young man could make a move, he immediately continued to fan him with a palm!

When the young man saw that the middle-aged man was about to fan him again, the anger in his heart was even stronger, and he wanted to stand up and teach the middle-aged man a lesson, but his body was weak for a while, and he couldn't stand up at all, as if his wave of hand just now had consumed all his strength, and he could only watch the middle-aged man fan with a palm!

"Uncle Heng, don't!" The middle-aged man's palm slapped and stopped halfway, but was blocked by the girl.

"Xiaohua, you ......" the middle-aged man said incredulously as he looked at the thin girl who stopped in front of him.

"Uncle Heng, don't fight. The girl looked at the middle-aged man, bit her lip and shook her head and said,

"Xiaohua, you...... Alas!" Looking at the thin girl who seemed to be able to be blown away by a gust of wind, the middle-aged man's eyes were full of pity, and he stomped his foot helplessly and withdrew his hand. He really wants to beat this young man, but he hates iron but not steel!

The middle-aged man withdrew his hand and turned around and walked a few steps, picked up the steamed buns on the ground, carefully wiped them on his clothes a few times, watched the steamed buns in his hands slowly scrub his fingers, turned around and walked in front of the girl, and said:

"Xiaohua, you can eat this steamed bun yourself!"

The girl looked at the steamed bun in the middle-aged man's hand and swallowed her saliva, bit her lip and shook her head, slowly turned to look at the young man behind her who was staring at the young man who was struggling to stand up.

The young man looked at the girl with moist eyes in front of him, and only felt an inexplicable tug in his heart, and the anger suddenly fell for some reason, and he didn't continue to struggle to stand up.

The boy sat stunned, his mind blank and he didn't know what to think. However, in the next moment, a huge amount of information rushed into his mind, and the boy only felt as if his head was about to explode!

"Ah......h

"Brother, brother, what's wrong with you?" the girl immediately panicked when she saw that the boy suddenly became so painful, and said with concern.

"Hmph!" This pain did not last long, and the boy snorted and passed out directly. Maybe his current situation simply can't withstand such a lot of pain.

"Brother, brother......"

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Zhao Wuyong...... Zhao Wunu...... Zhao Xiaohua ......: "In the confusion, the young man opened his eyes, and after suffering a memory, his eyes were a little clearer than the last time he woke up, but he also had a little more unknown meaning.

During this period of coma, he seemed to have a long, long dream, which seemed to take several lives to finish, and he dreamed that he was besieged by overwhelming strong men, and finally blew himself up......

"Enslaved the Great Emperor......" The young man muttered a few words weakly, he had not eaten for two days, his body was already extremely weak, and he only had a pair of eyes looking at the ceiling, but they were extremely bright.

The boy's real name was Zhao Wunu, and his slave father gave him the name he hoped not to be a slave again in this life! Later, in order to avoid the slave owner Zhao Wunu's father, he changed his name to Zhao Wuyong!

Zhao Wunu has a biological sister, the girl who gave him steamed buns that night, called Zhao Xiaohua, and her biological father expects her to be like a beautiful little flower and spend her life beautifully. However, this expectation is so ridiculous for the hopeless slave status.

At this time, Zhao Wunu was no longer himself, and his soul had been completely replaced by another person as early as when he had a high fever - the Enslaving Emperor!

"Whew...... Since I have been reborn, I will be Zhao Wunu in this life, and I will never enslave the emperor from now on!" Zhao Wunu exhaled and said in his heart. The four words of enslaving the emperor are like a steel needle piercing his heart for him, in the last life, he was originally enslaving the emperor, enslaving the world, enslaving all races, no one is invincible!

But his enslavement** was coveted by the rest of the Quartet Emperors, after all, he could control many strong people, and this powerful technique was a great temptation for anyone!

So the Emperor of the Quartet designed to lure him into a peerless array, weaken his enslavement**, and make all his subordinates betray and jointly attack him!

He was originally the most powerful existence among the five emperors, even if the enslavement ** could not play a role, and he could not control his subordinates, his own strength would not be easily eliminated.

The rest of the Four Emperors knew his power very well, and the subordinates of the Quartet and his subordinates who enslaved the Great Emperor jointly urged the formation, and the Four Emperors joined forces to attack! No matter how strong he was, his two fists were invincible to the four hands, and he could not withstand the combined attacks of many strong men and the Great Emperor of the Four Directions.

He was originally an arrogant emperor, how could he be willing to be besieged by the Emperor of the Quartet and die, let alone believe that the Emperor of the Quartet would let him go if he handed over the enslavement, even if he died, he would pull down the Emperor of the Quartet!

In the end, he detonated himself and was destined to die with the Emperor of the Four Directions!

This earth-shattering battle is known to the world as the Great War of Destroying the Emperor! The enslaved Emperor blew himself up, the Emperor of the Quartet was seriously injured and retreated, and his subordinates were completely damaged.

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"Heaven is reluctant to let me die, Hengguang, you just wait, I, Zhao Wuyong, will definitely kill back, and I will not leave a single piece of armor after killing you!" "Even if he is reborn as Zhao Wunu in this life, he will never forget the hatred in his previous life!

Zhao Wunu clenched his fists, and the hatred in his heart was monstrous, at this time, he couldn't wait to kill them immediately!

After a while, Zhao Wunu had to relax his fists again, unlike the previous awakening, this time his mind was very clear, although his soul was not extinguished, he was reborn in Zhao Wunu's body, but his cultivation had disappeared, and he was no longer the enslaved emperor who looked down on the world.

Now he is Zhao Wunu, just a mortal asset, a slave who has no chance of cultivating!

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"My lord, my lord, please, my brother will definitely wake up in two days, please don't throw him away!"

"My lord, please, I can do the work of two people, I can really do the work of two people, please bear with me for two days!"

Just as Zhao Wunu was pondering, a sound of footsteps approached quickly with the sound of crying, and when he looked up, he saw a middle-aged strong man rushing in, followed by Zhao Xiaohua.

"Adult, adult!" Zhao Xiaohua Lihua ran quickly with the rain to keep up with the middle-aged strong man, and when she saw that he was about to step into the greenhouse, her body immediately pounced, and hugged the middle-aged strong man's thigh.

"My lord, please, please!" Zhao Xiaohua hugged the middle-aged man's feet tightly and cried and prayed.

With Zhao Xiaohua's fetters, the middle-aged strong man had to stop, looking at Zhao Wunu, who was still lying on the mat, the muscles on his face were agitated, and a scar covering half of his face looked extremely hideous.

"Get out of here!" the middle-aged strong man said coldly in a low voice, but Zhao Xiaohua still hugged his feet tightly, without the slightest intention of letting go.

"Get out!" The middle-aged strong man was annoyed, his thigh shook, and he kicked Zhao Xiaohua out directly!

"Bang!" How could Zhao Xiaohua's weak body resist a kick from a middle-aged strong man, and was directly kicked several meters away and fell heavily to the ground!

Zhao Wunu seemed to be watching this scene like a bystander, although he couldn't look down on this kind of behavior, but he didn't have much strength at all now, and it was difficult for him to manage this matter. Even if Zhao Xiaohua is his sister.

"Xiaohua!" He thought that he could be a bystander, but he was wrong, when Zhao Xiaohua was kicked out, his heart tightened inexplicably, he couldn't help but scream, his body shook, and he even had the urge to stand up immediately and fight with the middle-aged man!