In the late summer and early autumn, the Luoling Valley in the 100,000 mountains thunderstormed one after another, and the climate was sultry.

Every year during the Midyear Festival, the lord of the castle will return to Luoling Valley without being able to shake the thunder and hold a grand ancestor worship ceremony. After the old man returned home, the rampant arrogance of the young castle lord naturally had to be restrained a lot.

Therefore, Chen Lang had to take advantage of the castle lord Chen Shouye's return to his home, eating, drinking and having fun day and night, like a carnival of the end of the world, to do the last madness.

The lord of the castle is not at home, and the lord of the castle has passed away early, even if it is the general manager of Zhou Da, who is authorized to manage the affairs of the manor, and the elders of the Chen clan in Luoling Valley, who would not be interested and dare to touch the young castle lord's moldy head and control Chen Lang's behavior?

After all, Chen Jiabao is hereditary by the Chen clan, Chen Lang, as the only descendant of the Chen family, will one day become the natural master of Chen Jiabao, the deacons and elders are currently relying on the trust of the lord of the castle, they can ignore Lang Dashao's eyes, but they can't plant thorns for their own descendants.

The healing pill sent by Xiao Mumu was really effective, and after three days passed, Chen Chucai's back wound had scabbed, the pain all over his body disappeared, and his movement was unhindered.

Fortunately, Chen Lang was too lazy to care about the life or death of the hateful slave, and when he returned home after going out to fool around for a few days, he learned that the ugly cow had come back alive, and he only felt that he had picked up a few hundred silver coins in vain, and instructed the housekeeper of the outer courtyard to assign him to the stable to do things.

Chenjiabao domesticated mountain wildebeest with brute blood, which has much better weight and foot strength than ordinary horses, and similarly, they are particularly able to eat. After Chen Chucai took up his post for the first time, he was busy all morning before he fed more than 20 fat guys one after another.

Although I don't know when the next beating and humiliation will come again, the days will go on. Even if you can't talk about any dignity in life, as long as you are not willing to die, as long as you have hope, you have to grit your teeth and stand up.

However, without a strong force to change fate, you can only be dragged by fate.

Seeing that the feed in the manger was much finer than the miscellaneous grains he usually ate, he didn't dare to steal a bite. The reborn boy felt that the fate of inferior slaves was really inferior to dogs (beasts......

It stands to reason that like the master's young master's full-time servant, it will not last long if he is demoted to rough goods, but Ugly Niu'er is the most unlikable full-time servant in the history of Chen Jiabao, and the other domestic slaves all expected that this kid would never have a bright future.

Therefore, after several treacherous horsemen saw Chen Chucai walking into the stable, they all ran away with confidence and went lazy together. Anyway, even if you can't finish the work, the one who will be punished in the end will only be the unlucky guy.

Pouring a stomach of cold water on the side of the manger, Mingjie felt that his fatigue had subsided a lot, and he sat on the horse pier with his buttocks, and looked left and right to see that there was no one around, and then he took out the fan-shaped stone chip from the pocket of his underwear.

"Goldfinger, if you don't appear soon, your master may die here one day........"

Chen Chucai gently rubbed the simple stone chips, and there were words in his mouth.

Long......... Without any reaction, the reborn young man looked up to the sky and scolded angrily: "Thief God, what kind of bastard did you do to send me to this other world, why did you embezzle the crossing golden finger that someone Chen should enjoy?"

After chattering for a long time, the young man seemed to be discouraged, and raised his hand to throw the stone chip, but he was finally unwilling to put the stone chip into his pocket.

No, Chen can't sit still, he has to take action, the so-called gathering sand into a tower, gathering armpits into a fur.

Reborn in another world, although there was no blind "golden finger", but I, Chen Chucai, brought more than 20 years of memories, brought more than 10 years of knowledge learned in the cold window, and more than five years of extreme sports to practice skillful skills, sharpened unyielding will, we must find a way to deal with the desperate situation, and we must not lose my life again.

Only the best of the best......... Only there is talent!

So, the boy in the stable began to steal his head and do something.

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Time passed quickly, and Chen Jiabao was still immersed in the meat pool, singing, and dancing, and even he didn't know that the castle lord Chen Shouye had quietly gone home.

At the innermost end of the castle owner's manor, an iron-gray castle was built close to the mountain wall, with a radius of 20 zhang and a height of 10 meters, which was completely built by a whole stone weighing dozens of tons, which was integrated with the mountain wall.

This battle fortress, which is easy to defend and difficult to attack, is the strongest reliance on the prestige of Chenjiabao.

At this moment, in the hidden council hall in the center of the Iron Limestone Castle, a majestic elder sat on a loose soft couch. At the bottom of him, there stood several adults with lofty spirits, all of whom were the backbone of Chen Jiabao's martial arts.

No one knew what the lord of the castle was talking about, except for a few of the lord's closest servants who brought dinner to the castle at nightfall, and added a large amount of wax tar to the oil lamps in the hall.

Chen Shouye, the owner of Chenjiabao Fort, although he is over sixty years old, his body is still powerful. He was dressed in a well-cut sergeant uniform, his gray hair was meticulously combed, and although his face was covered with many wrinkles, his whole person looked very imposing.

However, the momentum of the castle lord gradually decreased after everyone entered, and as night fell, his face showed even more decadence.

"Extermination...... Destroy the race!"

The old man looked at the sky with his eyes and sighed helplessly: "Hanlin Island on the sea of Putuo.......... The Shen Mansion under the Jiashen Mountain was all captured, and the Shen clan and the Han clan did not leave a single living mouth. Next....... I'm afraid it's the turn of Chenjiabao in Luoling Valley. ”

An old man in a black shirt sat on Chen Shouye's left. He was a little bald on his head, and the whole person didn't look very energetic, but a wide bronze broadsword by his side was enough to show that the old man had extraordinary combat power.

If Ugly Niu'er (Chen Chucai) stood here, he would be able to recognize this high-level fighter at a glance - Zhou Bantong, the "confused manager" of the manor, the second person in the inner courtyard of Chenjiabao, and the strength of the eight-star fighter was side by side with the old castle master, but he showed that he didn't wake up all day long.

At this moment, the general manager of Zhou Da had already lost his usual lethargic expression, and asked with a worried face: "Lord Castle, the Shen and Han families each have a population of more than 1,000, how can you conclude that they are all dead?"

Chen Shouye's elbows were propped up on the long table in front of him, his hands were deeply inserted into his long gray hair, and his tone was full of panic: "Demon Dementor Order....... As soon as the magic order comes out, there will be no grass left!"

"After 500 years, the Demon Dementor has ......... Again in the world?"

The exclamation came from another fifty-year-old man, Ding Kaishan, who was the head of Chenjiabao's management of property.

At this moment, Ding was not dressed as a scholar, he changed into a samurai outfit, and there was also a high-level weapon beside him, which was a double-edged battle axe.

Hearing Ding Kaishan's exclamation, the old castle lord's face became more and more distorted, as if he had experienced a tragic scene once again-

It's all ruined!

Whether it is the Hanhou Mansion on Hanlin Island or the Shengong Mansion on Jiashen Mountain, they have all become a ruin.

In the center of the ruins, there are thousands of corpses neatly arranged, and on each corpse, there is a dark token marked with a number, which is counted from the beginning, and the last number is the number of men in the Han Mansion and the Shen Mansion.

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