Hearing this, Nu Chundong stared at the flesh-and-blood person in front of him and sneered.

The other three old slaves behind him also laughed.

......

After a long time, Nu Chundong sighed and said to the guy, "It's true that there is a way in heaven for you not to go, and there is no door for hell to break in......"

sighed, and continued, "Well, since I insist on it, I can't help it. As long as you can pass the last test, I will admit that you can become a real slave. ”

When the man heard this, a hint of excitement flashed in Mu Ne's eyes.

He said in a hoarse voice, "Thank you, ...... you."

For such words of thanks, Nu Chundong didn't see it.

There was a sneer on his cheeks, and he was actually secretly complaining in his heart about the tenacity of this person's vitality.

It would take a lot of trouble for me to take away the spirit jade from this person justifiably.

Originally, Nu Chundong planned to give this guy a hundred lashes to death, but this person's body had already been beaten, and he was completely a bloody walking corpse, and there was no good place on his body to be tortured.

If it is really compared to the real execution, the scene is easy to make people unappetizing.

Nu Chundong is not in a hurry, anyway, this kind of person will never be able to pass the last test, so it doesn't hurt to let him live a little longer.

......

He turned his head to look at the crowd on the grass.

After three days of screening, only the sixty-two new slaves remained.

Nu Chundong opened his mouth and said, "You've rested enough! Then, let's start the last new slave soldier trial now!"

Pointing to the hot spring lake behind him with his hand, he continued, "This last test is to carry a thousand catties of boulders and sink to the bottom of the hot spring lake. After sinking to the bottom of the lake, you need to rely on the aura in your body to hold your breath to ensure that you will not be drowned! The time is three hours, and those who surface before the time is up will immediately lose their qualifications as new slaves and be repatriated to the slave cave!"

Nu Chundong said to everyone, turned around, looked at the bloody man again, the corners of his mouth hooked up a touch of sarcasm, and he asked lightly, "What's the matter? Do you dare to try this final trial?"

The man gritted his teeth and finally squeezed out a word.

“...... Dare ......"

Seeing that this person was so determined to seek death, Nu Chundong had no choice but to snort coldly and said, "Then go!"

The "Blood Man" shifted his heavy steps and turned around, picked up the boulder again and put it on his shoulder, and walked slowly in the direction of the hot spring lake.

The rest of the crowd began to move.

The thirteen slaves in the crowd walked around with everyone's pace, while looking at the blood-colored back.

It seemed that something was touching his heart. But I can't say for a while, what kind of complicated feelings it is.

Knowing that there was a dead end in front of him, he still walked there......

Why is that?

The back of the death-seeming home made Slave Thirteen a little in a trance. It feels strange and familiar.

He suddenly remembered Lady Long.

In the same way, in the face of death, he seems so indifferent and fearless.

However, comparing the two of them together, Slave Thirteen felt that it was not appropriate.

In his simple mind, which didn't understand the world, he couldn't think of anything wrong for a while.

I struggled for a long time.

He finally remembered that something was wrong.

Mrs. Long's death was for someone else.

And this bloody man died only for himself.

On the blood man, there is no shadow of Mrs. Long, he is not qualified.

But why does it still feel like it tuggs at the heartstrings?

The sense of déjà vu in my heart has always lingered.

After a long time, the walking slave thirteen raised his clenched fist and looked at it.

In an instant, he suddenly dawned on him.

I finally knew why the man seemed familiar.

Because that guy has the shadow of everyone in the slave cave!

The stubbornness of those who would rather die than go back to the slave cave is the only belief that almost every slave lives!

Looking at the clenched fists, the faces of many people suddenly flashed in front of Nu Thirteen's eyes.

A gray-clad slave who fights with wolves to eat human flesh......

The black slave who tried to lift the two-thousand-pound stone lock was immeasurable......

......

The roar of a black slave suddenly sounded in his ears.

"Slave Thirteen! Live a life for us!......"

......

yes, live a life......

It was from that moment that Slave Thirteen understood what faith he and the tens of thousands of slaves in the slave cave relied on to survive in the daily toil and hunger.

Aren't you just looking forward to having the opportunity to live a personal life in the future?

For the sake of this belief, the gray-clothed slaves could go to eat people, and the black slaves were willing to take risks and lift two thousand catties.

For the sake of this belief, they can temporarily abandon the seven emotions and six desires of being a human being, benevolence, righteousness and morality, and even go to the mantis arm as a car and go to the grasshopper to shake the tree!

If you want to transform into a human, you must first transform into a beast so that you can survive.

......

But the approach of the bloody man in front of him at this time was exactly the opposite.

He no longer sought to survive.

Maybe I'm tired of being a beast.

He is working hard for the belief of transforming into a human being for the last time!

......

Of the more than 200 new slaves, only sixty-three remained.

Those who died by the hot spring lake chose to sleep here for that belief.

I'd rather die than go back to the slave cave!

If Slave Thirteen didn't have a spiritual root, he would also choose to die here, a life that couldn't get ahead, what was the use?

Choosing death is the last rebellion of their group of slaves against the unjust slave contract.

......

When Nu 13 looked up again, the first bloody man to walk over had already stepped into the white misty hot spring lake shore with a boulder, and slowly disappeared.

At this time, most of the people lifted the boulder and walked towards the hot spring lake.

Slave Thirteen also held up a piece and followed.

When he walked to the shore of the hot springs, he found dozens of slave uniforms piled up on the shore rocks.

One of them was very conspicuous, it was red, soaked in blood from the inside out.

That bloody coat is the "bloody man" just now.

It looked like he had jumped to the bottom of the lake by this time. ”

Slave Thirteen held the boulder in one hand and took off his clothes with the other.

Then follow the bloody footprints and step into the water.

......

Because of the boulder in hand, people sink quickly in the water.

It didn't take long for Nu Thirteen to see the bottom of the lake.

At this time, there were dozens of figures holding boulders standing at the bottom of the lake, and they all closed their eyes and held their breath, not daring to be distracted, for fear that they would choke on a mouthful of water and break the closed aura in their bodies.

Soon, Nu Thirteen's feet touched the rocks at the bottom of the lake.

After standing still, he closed his eyes a little and breathed a little, causing the golden cyclone in the dantian to rotate rapidly, and the spiritual energy penetrated through the eight veins of the Qi Sutra, holding back a breath of true qi.

After doing all this, he opened his eyes.

The others were still holding their breath with their eyes closed, and it was not easy for everyone to survive in this dire situation for three hours.

This is the time to truly test the quality of a Naling Realm cultivator's aura.

Slave Thirteen felt that he was at ease, so he had time to open his eyes.

......

He was looking for the figure of the Bloody Man.

After searching for a short time, I finally saw a person in a corner of a messy rock.

The blood on his body had now been washed away, revealing the pale flesh of the wound.

This man is the "Bloody Man".

At this moment, he hugged the boulder, pressed his legs and knees with the boulder, and inserted ten fingers of his hands into the cracks of the stone and clasped them tightly, but at this time the person had passed out.

It turned out that he put on such a strange posture in order not to let himself drift up to the lake after he was unconscious......

Seeing this scene, Nu Thirteen couldn't help but sigh secretly.

"Would you rather die than die at the bottom of the lake?...... What a stubborn guy......"

With a sigh, Slave Thirteen temporarily placed the boulder at the bottom of the lake and swam to the bloody man who had fainted.

Then she leaned in to him and broke his clenched teeth with her hand.

Slave Thirteen put his lips close to the man's mouth, and poured a stream of true qi from his mouth into his body!

After passing on the true qi, Slave Thirteen immediately stepped aside, closed his eyes and breathed, so as to form a circulation of true qi in his body again.

This kind of behavior of transmitting true qi underwater to save people is actually a very dangerous act for cultivators in the Naling realm.

It was only the slave thirteen who relied on the purity of his spiritual energy, and at the same time couldn't bear to watch the bloody man drown, so he had the courage to take such a risk.

At this time, Slave Thirteen closed his eyes and listened and focused on pranayama.

He had no time to care about whether that breath of true qi could leave a bloody person's life.

It can only rely on that guy's creation.

After all, before saving others, you must also ensure that you can successfully complete the three-hour breath-holding task.

Chuandu has a breath of true anger, and he has already been the limit of slave thirteen.

After completing the act of saving people, he began to concentrate on adjusting the aura in his body, closing his eyes and listening, and patiently waiting for the signal from the surface of the hot spring lake to the end of the trial.

......

The "Bloody Man" originally thought he was going to die.

He was ready to drown, pressed his leg with a boulder, and his fingers buckled into the rock.

The purpose was to prevent his body from floating on the surface of the lake.

This is his last dignity.

Soon, his consciousness gradually darkened, and his chest seemed to have a 10,000-pound boulder pressed on it, which was very difficult.

Fortunately, it didn't take long for him to pass out and gradually lose consciousness of the pain.

The fire in the body is also being extinguished.

The Bloody Man realizes that he is going to die after all.

......

But, for some reason.

At this time of death, a breath poured in from the mouth.

It's an amazing breath.

It quickly ignited the flame in its body that was about to be extinguished, and its body suddenly became hot!

The chest is no longer heavy, and the breath penetrates the blocked meridians of the whole body, making them instantly come alive, forming a mysterious cycle!

The Blood Man seized this opportunity and gritted his teeth tightly, blocking his five senses and not letting this precious breath pass.

I don't know how long it took, but he was awakened to consciousness by the familiar pain in his body.

......

At this moment, at the bottom of the empty lake, there is a single "blood man".

I opened my eyes.