Chapter 384: Kunlun Nu and Chu Nu

Ling Tiansu laughed wildly, not caring at all about the increasingly cold eyes of the palace maid in front of him, and the hand that was holding his neck tighter and tighter.

Zhao Xuanji's eyes were cloudy and uncertain, and he waved his hand slowly.

Seeing this, the palace maid unwillingly let go of Ling Tiansu.

Ling Tiansu coughed frantically as he got up, and he pretended to be difficult: "How is Lord Guozhang thinking about it?"

Zhao Xuanji didn't speak, turned around and took out a box from the head of the bed.

The palace maid had no choice but to take it, and then turned around and handed it to Ling Tiansu.

Ling Tiansu took the box expressionlessly, sat on the ground with the box in his arms, and opened the box.

Among them were a golden ticket of a whole million gold, and ten porcelain vases.

There are Qiankun in the porcelain bottles, and each porcelain bottle contains a full hundred Soul Rejuvenation Pills.

There are also the land deeds of the three Qi Training Workshops and the mountain deeds of the Lingshan Mountain Range in the box.

Ling Tiansu carefully checked the time of the entire incense stick, and after confirming that these things were correct, he happily received his space ring.

stood up, patted the dust on his body, and walked in front of Zhao Xuanji with the steps of the grandfather.

He patted him on the shoulder very much, grinned and said, "Wouldn't it be nice if the old boy was so honest earlier?

Zhao Xuanji didn't say a word, and looked at him coldly.

Ling Tiansu patted him on the shoulder twice, and the sword qi had completely eradicated the dark qi in his body.

His expression froze, and this time he really turned to leave.

"I hope I won't see Lord Guozhang and this palace maid next to you in this palace tomorrow. ”

At the moment when Zhao Xuanji was eradicated from the dark qi, his cultivation was finally restored.

He got up slowly, shattered the bed behind him with one palm, and said with gloomy eyes: "Today is a loss for Mrs. and a soldier, I didn't expect this kid to be a hob meat, not afraid of death, and also exposed your identity, so you will leave the palace tomorrow." ”

The palace maid's face changed: "But I haven't ...... the "Sheji Mountains and Rivers" yet."

Zhao Xuanji interrupted her next words as soon as he raised his hand: "Since your identity is exposed, then Emperor Xiao'er is naturally aware of it, Emperor Xiao'er has always been alarming, you won't have a second chance, let's get out of the palace first." ”

The palace maid looked guilty, as if she felt deeply guilty that she had not helped in any way.

When he left the palace gate, he called a few palace guards and drove the two big carriages to his small manor.

And Ling Tiansu naturally wouldn't follow the carriage on foot, which was too unimpressive.

So he borrowed a fine royal horse from the palace.

He rode on a tall horse, looking sideways at his booty.

The one hundred Kunlun slaves are all burly, but they have obviously undergone special spurs and training, and their servility has been deeply rooted.

A whole hundred of them were held in a carriage.

Facing Ling Tiansu's undisguised gaze, the entire hundred people were all cowering, looking extremely obedient and in awe.

Apparently they already knew that the boy in front of them on a tall horse had become their new master.

And then they are about to face a lifetime of working like a nightmare to death.

Or be sent to the dangerous mountains to gather ore and die a life.

Because the fate of Kunlun Nu has always been like this, it will not end well.

There are very few who can survive the age of 30 tenaciously.

Therefore, Ling Tiansu looked at the past at such a glance, and the middle grades of these Kunlun slaves were about eighteen to twenty-five years old.

Lingtian Su Meiyu condensed slightly, what he wanted was not this kind of slave who had no soul and only knew how to obey.

Such a Kunlun slave has no ability to self-guide at all, and only knows how to accept orders and does not know how to think.

How is this different from the average thug.

sighed slightly in his heart, thinking that it seemed that he could only make another effort to cultivate and cultivate.

After all, to create your own force, this patience is still necessary.

After looking at the hundred Kunlun slaves, Ling Tiansu leisurely went to look at the Chu State Dancing Girl in the other carriage.

Yes, this is even more disappointing at a glance.

That Zhao Xuan was very sure that he was the same as Gu Jinyan, and he was a hungry ghost, so the Chu State Dancing Girls who were collected for him were all young and beautiful, and they were also in good shape.

But...... What Ling Tiansu wants is not this kind of useless dancing girl.

Guy, compared to the Kunlun slaves of the 100 Soul Condensation Realm, the cultivation of these 50 Dancing Girls is actually only in the solid realm, and even if there are Soul Condensation Realms, there are only a few people.

Ling Tiansu couldn't help but think in his heart that the reason why these dancing girls didn't cultivate was not simply because they wanted to become stronger, but because they wanted to make their dancing postures more durable and moving.

Let's dance more difficult, after all, ordinary people are far less flexible than cultivators.

But the only consolation is that there is no absolute obedience in the eyes of these dancing girls.

This kind of look is fear, jealousy, panic and a trace of disgust in the face of the nobles from the bottom of their hearts.

In fact, Ling Tiansu was not unable to understand the disgust.

As a woman in troubled times, no one wants to be reduced to a plaything.

What's more, most of these Chu women, when the Chu State was not destroyed, were mostly high-ranking officials and nobles, and which one did not grow up in pampering.

Now that their families are ruined, they have fallen from heaven to hell and have to live in exile.

can only rely on his own beauty to flatter and scratch his head and make a gesture to live, and it is difficult for anyone to accept it.

It's a pity that Ling Tiansu feels that such a woman who can only play the piano and sing and dance is of no use to him, and he doesn't want to raise this kind of idler here.

In the days to come, they are afraid that they will have a harder life than the life of a dancing girl.

The wheels rolled, pressing over the countless stones and bricks on the road, passing through the road flanked by flower fields and water pavilions.

The people in the two huge carriages were escorted forward by the officers of the palace like criminals, attracting the attention of many young and old people who had gone down to the fields to farm.

Under the many strange eyes, the hundred Kunlun slaves seemed to have been accustomed to it for a long time.

They looked at the calm countryside with eyes as big as calves.

It seems that if you don't remember the beauty in front of you carefully at this moment, you will never have a chance in the future.

The fifty dancing girls were very ashamed.

They didn't want to be treated like goods, and they bowed their heads and didn't want others to see their faces, and their delicate bodies trembled, as if they tried their best to hide their humiliation.

Ling Tiansu saw all this in his eyes, his dark eyes narrowed slightly, and he couldn't see what kind of emotions were hidden in them.

Gu Jinyan was very careful, knowing that what Ling Tiansu was going to do in the future must be very hidden, and he didn't want to be disturbed by others, so the small manor he bought was also relatively remote.

It wasn't until sunset that the fields and people on both sides could not be seen, and the two carriages finally arrived at the small manor.

Ling Tiansu dismounted and threw a few gold ingots to the palace officers, said that they had worked hard, and let them go back to the palace.

The door of the small manor was wide open, and it seemed that Gu Jinyan had arranged for someone to come over and take care of the manor.

Thinking of this, Ling Tiansu couldn't help but praise Gu Jinyan again in his heart.

After all, a manor that can accommodate these 150 people, if no one takes care of it, it is indeed quite troublesome.

Ling Tiansu slashed the shackles on the two carriages with a knife, and without saying any nonsense, he turned around and entered the manor.

The 100 Kunlun slaves and the 50 dancing girls all knew in their hearts that their slave contract was in the hands of others, and even if they escaped at this time, others could find them with the magical power of the slave contract.

So I don't have the crooked idea of running away.

One hundred and fifty people got out of the carriage one after another and followed Ling Tiansu into the manor.

Ling Tiansu looked around the surrounding environment, the small manor area is very large, a few peach blossom trees are planted in the courtyard, at a glance at the entrance, you can see the blooming peach blossoms, can not help but make people's eyes shine.

There are many houses on the estate, and you can see them arranged in three rows on both sides of the estate.

Ling Tiansu walked to the backyard quite satisfied, and the backyard turned out to be a large-scale training ground, with arrows, targets, bows and arrows, spears, maces, and big ghost knives displaying a row of weapons.

The earth paved with yellow sand, the broad competition platform.

Although it is not as good as the training ground in the palace, it is more than enough for the hundred Kunlun slaves.

Walking deeper, Gu Jinyan actually ordered someone to build a horse shed inside, and in the horse shed, dozens of fine horses were nourishing and eating forage.

Good fellow, such a small manor probably cost that guy a lot of silver.

(ps: Beibei is unemployed today, so happy duck...... )