Chapter 52: Adoption into Slavery
The carriages and horses rolled, and there was no smoke and dust.
Li Mu looked at these warriors in front of him with an expression of amazement.
The bronze armor is covered, only a pair of eyes are exposed, the eyes are shining, holding a long ge, and the whole body is murderous.
Everyone here turned out to be a martial artist who had advanced to the Qi and Blood Realm.
The formation of such an army is really shocking.
The people of the tribe surrounded them, and they had never seen such a scene, and they were all a little overwhelmed.
Fortunately, Ye Lao was well-informed, and stepped forward to salute respectfully.
"Meet the General."
Tap.
A bronze warhorse stepped into the void, stepped out from behind, and came to the front.
Just by being face to face, I felt a sense of oppression from the level of life, like a person suffering from deep-sea phobia suddenly facing the vast sea.
This shocked him.
The man on the bronze horse was the strong man who found him, his body was tightly armored, unlike the soldiers under his feet, who were completely wrapped, but he had a whole head exposed, and his face was covered with knife marks, and the fierce aura was permeated.
He glanced around.
After a few moments, a hoarse sound was heard.
"It was you who asked for help from King Yong's Mansion before, saying that there was a strange pregnancy here!"
Before they could answer, he laughed to himself.
"Jie Ji, this time is your luck, your tribe has been accepted by our county lord."
Heard.
The old witch Zhu stepped forward tremblingly, and said in a kind of non-up and down-to-earth tone that seemed to be about to die: "Dare to ask your lord, what does this mean?" ”
"Smack!"
Yu Tu flicked his whip casually and made a loud noise in front of the bronze horse.
changed to a comfortable sitting position, and said indifferently: "That is to say, from now on, you are all the private slaves of the county lord." ”
Everyone's faces suddenly changed.
Looking at their expressions, Yu Tu rode on the horse with a disdainful smile.
"What if you don't want to, the outcome of things is never something that the weak can decide."
Thinking of this, he pulled the bronze horse rope under him, and left only a sentence before turning around.
"Give you a day to prepare."
The army slowly receded like a tide, but it did not retreat too far, but set up camp nearby.
The magnificent palace-like car slowly fell to the ground, as if it had really become a palace.
Facing the unfinished ruins, everyone in the Flying Bear Department spontaneously gathered, looking at each other, but no one spoke, leaving only a dead silence.
After a long time like this, Old Wu Zhu suddenly sighed heavily.
Tired, he said: "Let's all disperse, do what they say, go back and prepare." ”
said, regardless of everyone, he walked to the corner lonely.
When the old witch Zhu walked away, some of the younger generation showed anger on their faces, threw the food in their hands fiercely, and said a little unwillingly: "Are we really going to be slaves to others?" ”
Li Mu was silent.
He was at the front with Lao Wuzhu before.
So he knew very well the strength of the person just now, in front of that person, he wouldn't even have a chance to make a move, like a god coming to the abyss, and his whole body was silent.
They can't resist at all!
Seeing that no one answered, the young man gritted his teeth and thought about what to do, but soon, as if he had been drained of his spirit, he smiled miserably and fell silent again.
There was silence again.
After a while, the patriarch raised his head sullenly, first looked at everyone, and then said in a sullen voice.
"Since the matter has been decided, there is no way to change it, we can only accept it, what about being a private slave, as long as the totem is not destroyed, our identity will always remain the same."
That night, Li Mu, who was sleeping soundly in the square, suddenly opened his eyes.
A heart-pounding sensation rises, and a great terror is approaching!
The villagers in the square were sleeping soundly, they had not rested for nearly two days and one night, and they were naturally exhausted at this time.
But Li Mu felt a panic coming, and hurriedly got up.
His movements didn't wake anyone.
The feeling of panic came from the north, and Li Mu got up and picked up the iron knife and walked cautiously over there.
This iron knife became rusty after slashing and killing many people that night, Li Mu once thought that this knife was useless, but unexpectedly the rust on the knife not only did not bring dullness to the knife, but was a little more fierce.
If ordinary people hold the handle of the knife, there will be a chill attacking, and only Li Mu can grasp it safely.
To the north is where the group of people are stationed, indicating that his hunch this time is related to the Yongwang Mansion.
Cautiously sneak over there.
However, he found that the bronze chariot had been opened on the ground, and the warriors in bronze armor were lined up in turn, only to see that a simple wooden altar had been erected in front of them.
A man in a black robe who couldn't see his face clearly, let alone distinguish between men and women, stood on it.
In addition to this is a table with two incense burners and a broken gray bowl on top of it.
The black-robed man stood on the altar for a long time.
As the moonlight was obscured by dark clouds, the black-robed man finally made a move.
I saw that his hands were sealed, his ten fingers were unpredictable, and there seemed to be something faintly connected between the movements.
Suddenly, a silver dagger inlaid with red gems was taken out of his black robe and slammed through his palm.
Blood flows.
But Li Mu was horrified to find that the blood shed by the man was not red, but a crystal red.
The transparent red blood slowly flowed out, and he poured it into the broken gray bowl on the table.
When the two collided, it was as if there was some kind of chemical reaction, and the liquid in the gray bowl boiled violently.
This also allowed Li Mu to see clearly what was in the bowl, it was a texture like corpse oil, but there were a few feather-like items mixed in it.
Crystal clear blood was poured into it, and the bowl emitted a pale red glow like the morning glow, but soon the morning glow dissipated, and wisps of black smoke rose and wrapped around the two incense burners, forming two pillars of black incense.
Immediately ignited automatically, and there was no smoke, but it emitted a smell that made Li Mu feel sick.
He didn't vomit.
Just desperately cover your mouth.
It's so strong that even from a distance, the smell still seems to be able to fit into your mouth.
The smell of decay like a corpse just can't be dissipated, even if he doesn't breathe, he can't stop it.
Holding back his psychological and physical discomfort, he stared closely at the scene in front of him.
He didn't believe it, this group of people got up in the middle of the night to do this, just to smell it.