The three-hour trial of holding your breath at the bottom of the lake has ended.

Except for the blood people, the sixty-two new slave soldiers all relied on the cultivation power of the first layer of the Naling realm and successfully passed the test.

Slave Thirteen, who climbed onto the shore of the lake, did not see the figure of the "bloody man".

He thought to himself, "Looks like I didn't save him...... Anyway, dying at the bottom of the lake like this may be the best destination for that guy. ”

After thinking about it, he put on his clothes and walked to the meeting place.

......

On the grass, the four old slave soldiers of Nu Chundong had been waiting there for a long time.

Sixty-two new slaves stood in a row before them.

At this moment, Nu Chundong faced them, a smile appeared on his face, and he said, "Congratulations to all of you, you have officially become a slave soldier." When you return to Barracks City, you will be assigned to serve in the major camps. ”

When the new slave soldiers heard this, many of them immediately became excited.

This day was not easy for them!

However, the Slave Thirteen in the crowd was expressionless.

His current mind is far from being satisfied by the status of a formal slave.

To do it, you have to be the highest!

Since God gave this body that can cultivate aura, and with the favor of Mrs. Long's spirit in the sky, she has obtained the inheritance of the Ten Thousand Beasts Diagram.

How can you live an ordinary life?

......

Nu Chundong stood with his hands in his hands, and at this moment, when facing this group of new slave soldiers, the expression on his face was rarely much calmer.

He said, "Before that, you can ask any difficult questions. ”

Nu Chundong's sudden thoughtfulness made everyone a little uncomfortable for a while, and no one asked.

Actually, it's a bit redundant.

People who have difficult problems are probably already in the ground at this time.

Those who are still alive and standing here are all carried by their ability.

What are the other difficult questions?

In fact, Nu Chundong also knows this truth, and now he is just a little bored, so he made a show by the way.

After all, there is a chance that some day in this group of people will appear in the future.

Ease the atmosphere a little, and everyone will not be embarrassed to meet in the future.

......

Seeing that no one asked, Nu Chundong nodded with a smile and said, "Since there are no difficult questions, then ......"

He was only halfway through his sentence, but he saw a young man with wheat-colored skin walking out of the column.

Seeing this, Nu Chundong asked, "Do you have a problem?"

The young man who came out was naturally a slave thirteen.

Nu Thirteen nodded and said in a deep voice, "I want to ask for one more spirit jade from my lord." ”

......

As soon as these words came out, not only Nu Chundong's face froze, but the other three old slave soldiers also looked slightly gloomy.

After being silent for a while, Nu Chundong said, "I guess you don't know the rules very well, do you...... Every slave soldier in the slave camp can only get one spirit jade and ten pills a month. You are a slave soldier at the beginning, and you are not eligible to receive the Yulu, so the spirit jade that was distributed four days ago is the only thing. ”

Hearing this, Nu Thirteen was a little unwilling.

If you want to survive until the next distribution, won't there be two months left without spirit jade available?

So he said, "The aura in my spiritual jade is almost exhausted, can you be accommodating and give me another piece." ”

Nu Chundong frowned slightly, a little impatient.

"Didn't I already say that? Each person can only give out one piece, and there is no excess!"

Looking at Nu Chundong, who was gradually getting angry, Nu Thirteen was silent for a moment, and then asked, "Isn't the spiritual jade of those dead people superfluous? ”

As soon as these words came out, Nu Chundong's face changed greatly.

The three old slave soldiers behind him also turned cold.

Nu Chundong laughed angrily, "I'll just say, how can someone use up a spirit jade in two days, even if I am a cultivator at the tenth level of the Spirit Realm, I can't use up a piece of spirit jade in a month!

After laughing, Nu Chundong approached Nu Thirteen, and whispered with a gloomy face, "I'll say it again! Those spirit jades, but they need to be returned to Lingyu Xuan! So, it's impossible to give you more!"

Through the scattered hair, Nu Thirteen looked at Nu Chundong.

He didn't believe at all that the batch of spirit jade that was found out of the dead man's pocket would be returned to the so-called "Spirit Jade Xuan".

Because, the slave thirteen clearly saw greed in the eyes of these four old slave soldiers.

......

Actually, Slave Thirteen's guess was not bad at all.

This kind of errand to test new slave soldiers is a fat child!

Generally, there will be more than three generations of old slave soldiers with deep-rooted family strength to serve as this trial officer.

Before each trial, they would ask Lingyu Xuan to declare it.

Lingyu Xuan will distribute a considerable amount of Lingyu according to the number of trialists.

Once this batch of spirit jade is distributed, there is no way to return it.

Therefore, the trial officers will scavenge the spiritual jade of the people who died in the trial for their own use.

This has long been a well-known dark rule.

The "trial officer" who has scavenged a large amount of spiritual jade will appropriately give a little benefit to the people of Lingyu Xuan, as long as this layer of tongue is blocked, and the matter of greedy spiritual jade will not be uploaded to the ears of the people of the immortal clan.

......

Seeing that he couldn't get the spirit jade, Nu Thirteen was a little unhappy.

If there was no shortage of spirit jade, he would have been able to hide his cultivation in the blood limit reincarnation space for a long time, and he would not care about the world.

The reason why I spent my energy as a slave soldier and dealt with unrelated people was to obtain spiritual jade.

If you don't get enough spiritual jade, what's the use of being this slave soldier?

......

Just when Nu Thirteen wanted to continue to ask Nu Chundong to see if there was any other way to obtain the spirit jade.

In the distance, a figure stepped out of the fog.

"Brother Chundong, don't be angry yet. ”

Before the man arrived, the word came first.

When Nu Chundong heard this, he looked at the passer.

Slave Thirteen also looked at the figure.

......

I saw a man with his face emerging from the white mist.

He has triangular eyes and a beard.

It's actually slave dust.

It turned out that Nu Chen came early this morning and had been silently watching the progress of the new slave soldier trial from a distance.

He actually wanted to see if Slave Thirteen had passed successfully.

On the same day, in the No. 62 slave cave, I met Slave 13, and saw that he easily lifted a 2,000-pound stone lock with his physical strength, his potential was not small, and his strength was amazing.

Also, Slave Thirteen seems to be much smarter than the other slaves.

Such a person, Nu Chen felt that it was rare, so he had the heart to win it over.

At this moment, seeing that Nu Thirteen had successfully cleared the customs, it seemed that he was arguing with the trial officer Nu Chundong over the issue of spiritual jade, so he appeared and walked out in time.

Nu Thirteen was a little surprised when he saw Nu Chen appear.

In his mind, everyone in this world is a passer-by who meets in Pingshui, and if they have met once, they may not be able to see the second time.

Although there is no friendship at all, after all, they have met once, and they were brought out of the slave cave by the other party.

Out of politeness, Nu Thirteen bowed slightly to Nu Chen, and said, "I've seen Lord Chen." ”

Nuchen was glad that the kid hadn't forgotten about him, and he smiled.

Seeing this, Nu Chundong on the side frowned, and asked the approaching Nu Chen, "Brother Chen knows this kid." ”

Nu Chen smiled slightly and said, "He was selected by me from the No. 62 Slave Cave. Passing by here today, I happened to see him successfully clear the customs, so I wanted Brother Chundong to sell me a personal favor. Can I take him back to the Xuanzimen camp?"

When Nu Chundong heard this, he thought about it a little and smiled, "Since Brother Chen has taken a fancy to him, take him away." Anyway, I'm going to assign them to the camps one by one later. ”

Nu Chen smiled, "Then I'm welcome." ”

......

Nu Chen and the four old slave soldiers talked and talked with each other for a while, and then took their leave.

He looked at Slave Thirteen and said softly, "If you want more spirit jade, just follow me." ”

With that, he turned and walked into the white mist.

Slave Thirteen didn't hesitate too much, since he wanted to be a slave soldier, wherever he went, it was the same as whoever he went.

So, he followed the back of the slave dust and disappeared into the misty road.

......

After Nu Chen and Nu Thirteen left, the four old slave soldiers began to talk.

"What is there to be in this guy?...... Nu Chen seems to have to pay out of his own pocket to provide spiritual jade for him to use, I really don't understand. ”

Nu Chundong sneered, "These first-generation slave soldiers are weak in the barracks city! ”

"Yes, Brother Chundong still understands it......"

"Uh-huh......"

"Alright, let's pack up and go back to the city. ”

Nu Chundong turned back to a slave and instructed, "Snow Mandarin, you go to the hot spring lake." There should still be a spirit jade there, bring it to me. ”

"Yes. ”

The slave and maid took the order and went.

Soon, Nu Xueyuan came to the shore of the hot spring lake.

Sure enough, there was a bloody coat on the shore steps, which was worn by the "bloody man" before.

The snow duck walked down the stone steps and reached for the pocket of the bloody coat.

Sure enough, there was a spirit jade inside.

But just as he was about to take it out, a big hand suddenly stretched out from the water.

Grab the sleeve of the snow mandarin!

Nu Xueyuan was suddenly frightened and screamed.

The screams reached the ears of the people who were cleaning up their things on the grass.

"What's going on?"

Nu Chundong and the other four old slave soldiers frowned and looked in the direction of the hot spring lake.

"Let's go, let's see. ”

The four old slave soldiers walked into the white mist together.

When the four of them came to the shore of the lake, they saw the slave and maid Snow Mandarin Duck hiding on the side with a pale face.

She looked horrified at a figure at the bottom of the stairs.

Nu Chundong followed the gaze of the snow mandarin duck, and saw that on the shore of the adjacent water, there was a guy wearing a bloody coat and looking like a Shura standing there quietly.

He was covered in wounds and scars.

A pair of eyes were shining with a demonic light.

The man looked at Nu Chundong and grinned, and then a hoarse voice sounded, "Your Excellency...... I can be a slave!"

Being looked at by that look, Nu Chundong couldn't help but feel some palpitations.

"This guy...... It's still alive......"