The different slave thirteen made the slave who stepped forward look slightly sluggish.

But then he thought that maybe there was something wrong with this kid's braincase, and he didn't know how to be afraid. After all, there are not a few people with intellectual and physical disabilities in the slave caves.

What's more, the source of Nuyou's anger at this time was not on Slave Thirteen, but on the black and thin slave. So he prepared to pass by and go straight to the black slaves.

Don't look at the black slave Fang just yelling, a bloody appearance, but at this moment, when he saw the slave coming, he couldn't help but be afraid. Cen Cen was already in a cold sweat, and his steps retreated.

But the spirit in his heart forced him to grit his teeth and swear not to escape.

He clenched his fists and shouted, "I'm just saying what I want! You can't kill me! It's not fair!!"

"Is it fair?"

Nu You Senran sneered, "That kind of thing, you better go and ask King Yama for it." ”

As he spoke, he swept past Slave Thirteen and stepped towards the black slave!

"Slow down, sir. ”

......

"Huh?!"

Just as he was about to swing his fist and crit that black head into meat sauce, the words sounded behind him.

His voice was hoarse and low, and it came smoothly and clearly into Nuyou's ears.

He had to turn his head to look.

The one who spoke turned out to be the young man he mistakenly thought had a brain problem.

Nu You stared at Nu Thirteen's face facing him with an indifferent expression, and said in a deep voice, "I'm still an idiot...... It doesn't seem to be...... Do you want to be a bird?!"

Slave Thirteen grinned, grinned hoarsely, and responded, "The adults have misunderstood, and the little ones don't want to be the first birds." Just a few words that may affect your future, don't spit out unpleasantly. ”

“...... What does it matter to my future?" Nuyou frowned.

Then the corners of his mouth rose to a touch of sarcasm, "Are you talking crazy?"

Nu Thirteen still looked indifferent and calm, as if a landslide had collapsed in front of him and his face did not change. He laughed at himself slightly, and said, "In front of the two wise and brave adults, we guys who are struggling in the slave cave are indeed no different from madmen and fools......

Nu You was stunned for a moment, and then laughed.

"Kind of interesting!"

Nu Thirteen's self-deprecation, coupled with a flattering word, made Nu You's face soften.

At this moment, the black and thin slave behind him also breathed a sigh of relief. Secretly thought, "It seems that I have been saved for the time being...... and he cast his gaze at Slave Thirteen.

......

Nu You crossed his hands on his hips, looked at this peculiar young man condescendingly, and said, "Just listen to your crazy words! But if your dog's mouth can't spit out a root of ivory, it will die an ugly death!"

Nu Thirteen said, "Before that, I want to ask you a question. ”

Nu You crossed his hands over his chest, pursed his lips and looked at him, "Okay, you ask." ”

"Do you know what you two symbolize to us?"

"What does it symbolize?"

"It symbolizes a bright moon in the dark night! It is the savior of the world! It brings light and hope!"

Nuyou grinned, "You're pretty good at sycophancy...... Go on. ”

......

After a moment of silence, Nu Thirteen spoke again, "Your Excellency should know everything in the slave cave very well, because you also walked out from here......

Listening to Nu Thirteen's words, Nu You suddenly felt a little in a trance.

Because these words brought back some memories for him.

Yes, he also came out of slavery.

However, that was twenty-eight years ago, and it was a darkest past that could not be looked back on.

Therefore, all the first-generation slave soldiers who have experienced the life of slaves, once they have children, will do their best to obtain cultivation resources to train their children, the purpose is not to want their children to come back here.

Nuyou and Nu Chen both already have their own children, and Nu You is a son named Nu Youtian. Nu Chen is a daughter named Nu Chenzhi.

They plan to marry their sons and daughters, and they have a good relationship on weekdays.

The names of the second-generation slave soldiers or slaves have the shadow of their father's name, and if the son of the slave Youtian has an heir, the name will be taken as the slave or something.

The purpose of this is to play a role in uniting the blood relatives of the clan, spreading branches and leaves from generation to generation, and strengthening the family.

In fact, from two or three hundred years ago, the slave soldiers began to be hereditary. Some of their descendants have become slave guards, and some have even become slave generals, and the relationship is intertwined, and the slaves in the slave cave are occupied from generation to generation, compressing the slaves in the slave cave, and there is not much living space.

At this moment, Nu Thirteen's words evoked the memories of Nu You, which made him dazed and annoyed at the same time.

His face couldn't help but turn cold again, "What the hell are you trying to say?!"

Nu Thirteen's face was still calm and cold.

"That's what I'm trying to say. If the two adults are no longer the saviors who bring us hope, and they are no longer the bright moon that brings us light, what do we have to be nostalgic for in this world? What is the point of working hard every day for that pack of cold rice......? Just sit here and die until!"

As he spoke, he sat down cross-legged on the ground.

This scene was seen by the black and thin slave behind Nu You, and he also listened to the words of Nu Thirteen.

It is also a person with a wise heart, and he immediately understands it at this time.

He turned sharply to face the slaves watching around and shouted, "This little brother is right! If there is no selection of slave soldiers today, why should we still give them their lives? It is better to sit down and wait for death!"

With that, he squatted down with a snort, followed the example of Slave Thirteen, and sat cross-legged on the ground.

Nuyou frowned and turned to look at the black slave.

But then, he had to look elsewhere.

Because, the antagonistic emotions quickly spread among the slaves around them.

One, two, three, four......

They sat cross-legged.

In the end, all the slaves all sat down!

Nuyou looked at all this and laughed angrily.

"Wow! You're going to rebel!"

This scene made the slave standing in front of the tent feel that it was not good, so he walked towards the slave who was about to go crazy.

When he passed Slave Thirteen, who was sitting cross-legged on the ground, Nu Chen glanced down at him, and a playful smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

Then, Nu Chen approached Nu You and said, "Brother You will calm his anger first." ”

Nu You said indignantly, "These guys! dare to kick their noses in the face......

Nu Chen leaned closer, lowered his voice and said, "This matter can't be too big...... If we really let these slaves quit their work, I'm afraid that the people above will be held accountable, and it will not end well, and it will be the two of us who are in trouble!"

Nu You frowned and asked in a low voice, "Then what do you say? If you really choose the rest of the slaves, I'm afraid you will have to survive until tomorrow!"

Nu Chen said, "It's not necessary to select them all. In fact, the immortals set up such a selection day to appease the slaves. It's just one day, what is enough? Just go through the motions. ”

Nu You was upset at the moment, "This is not good, that is also appropriate...... How is it good?"

"Brother You, don't worry, next, leave it to me. ”

Nuyou nodded, and walked back to the chair in front of the tent and sat down. really became a hands-off shopkeeper.

......

At this moment, Nu Chen glanced around at the slaves who were sitting cross-legged in front of the hill

A sneer of utter contempt curled between his lips.

The sneer quickly expanded into a loud laugh, and eventually into a deafening laugh!

This laughter made the slaves flustered, and Slave Thirteen couldn't help frowning.

The thin black slave screamed loudly.

"What's so funny?!"

Nu Chen didn't seem to take the rudeness of the black slaves seriously.

He gradually restrained his wild laughter, but the sarcasm on his face did not diminish in the slightest.

"I'm laughing at you for being naïve...... You want to blackmail us in this way, don't you?...... It's really amazing!!......"

Somehow, Nu Chen glanced coldly at Nu Thirteen. After that, he sneered, "Which onion do you think you count?!"

......

As he asked slowly, he walked leisurely among the slaves.

"Do you know how many slaves there are on the Liyang Continent?"

Although asked in a loud voice.

But Nuchen didn't expect anyone to answer him at all.

"That's a lot! too many to count!"

He walked by himself, answering his own questions.

At the same time, a pair of triangular eyes swept over the faces of every slave around him.

......

Soon, he stood still, and suddenly raised his voice and said to the slaves: "Therefore, if you dare to choose to strike, then there is no longer any value in living...... But don't worry, there will be thousands of slaves in the future!"

Nu Chen sneered, "When the time comes, the fate of your group of guys will be nothing more than being driven out and killed!"

A word is like a cold wind for three or nine days, and the slaves tremble.

The scene was silent.

The black skinny slave gritted his teeth secretly.

The thirteen slaves had a cold look in their eyes.

...... Kill them all?

They knew very well that the slave soldiers were not joking! Those butchers who killed people without blinking an eye could do anything!

......

At this moment, the slave dust's face is cold.

After a long time, he stepped up to the black slave, looked down at him, and asked mockingly, "Do you dare to make a bet with me?" How's it going?

The black slave gritted his teeth and looked up at the slave dust.

But in the end, he still didn't dare to admit it.

As the saying goes, the crows in the world are as black as the world, maybe the selection of other slave caves will end sooner than here......

Seeing this, Nu Chen sneered.

"If you are still not convinced, and you want to sue the immortal lord with something like 'the sun has not set, we hastily end the selection', then you can just go, no one will stop you. Let's see if we can finally meet the Immortal Lord!"

The black slaves still did not dare to say anything.

The sneer on Nu Chen's face became even stronger, and he snorted lightly and turned around and walked slowly.

......

But he didn't take a few steps and turned back.

It seemed that he gently exhaled a breath of turbidity, and his face eased a lot.

looked around and said loudly, "Actually, my slave dust is not a hard-hearted person. I once crawled out of the slave cave and knew the hardships of being a slave...... So, although now that the sun is setting, the selection task is over...... But I still want to give a chance to those who have the ability!"

After that, Nu Chen looked at the black slave, and then at the Slave Thirteen who was sitting cross-legged, and said, "I can't let everyone pass the selection, so I can only raise the bar! If anyone can lift two thousand catties at a time, Lord Ben can make an exception and write his name on the scroll!"

As soon as these words came out, all the slaves looked at each other.

Nu You, who was sitting in the chair at the back, couldn't help but laugh, and thought to himself, "Let him retreat from the difficulty...... This slave really has a way......"

At this time, when the black and thin slave heard this, he finally couldn't help it.

He stood up suddenly and shouted at Nu Chen, "How can someone lift two thousand catties?!

Slave Chen sneered when he heard this.

"You mean, no one can lift it?......

With a sneer, he turned and walked towards the pair of stone locks.

"Then I'll show you something. ”

......

Slave Thirteen stood up from his knees and looked over.

The slaves around them also stood up and watched silently.

Nu Chen walked in front of the stone lock, neither bending down nor bothering to squat.

Suddenly, his left foot hooked up the stone lock on his left side and lifted it upwards. Like throwing a hydrangea, kick it up!

The stone lock flew into the sky and fell from the sky.

"Bang!!"

There was a loud bang

The stone lock smashed on his left shoulder.

However, it doesn't seem to hurt the slave in the slightest!

It made a dull sound as if it were smashed on an iron ingot.

After the stone lock fell on his shoulder, he clasped it with his left hand.

Then, in the same way, hook the right stone lock with your right foot so that it falls on your right shoulder, and then clasp it with your right hand.

At this moment, slave dust has double locks on his shoulders!

But its body is still as tall as a pine.

Seeing this scene, the slaves were dumbfounded.

Slave Thirteen's face was ugly.

"This ...... Is it the power of the slaves?...... It's amazing......"

Nu Chen held the double stone with both arms and threw it back gently. The stone lock fell, and the earth shook.