The two Zhuang Ding carried Xiong Qiang to the firewood room, untied the rope for him, and then threw away a cold leftover meal, saying, "Eat!"

Looking at this big bowl of rice, Xiong Qiang's mind became in a trance, and his mind was full of the scene of Bai Lan being humiliated and beaten to death by them, at this time, a big dog ran in out of nowhere, saw the leftovers on the ground, and after taking a look at Xiong Qiang, he came over and opened his mouth to eat.

Seeing that the dog was eating happily, Xiong Qiang suddenly seemed to be crazy, punched the dog so that he escaped with his tail between his legs, and then picked up the bowl of rice that was messed up by the dog and gobbled it up.

The two Zhuang Ding also laughed when they watched Xiong Qiang snatch food from under the dog's mouth. Facing the ridicule of the two, Xiong Qiang grabbed the rice in his hand and paused slightly, but still stuffed the rice into his mouth.

He now has only one belief in his heart: Arashi is dead, he must live, live to avenge Arashi!

According to Yan Chun's instructions, the two tore apart Xiong Qiang's clothes, sprinkled some medicinal powder on his back, and then went out.

In the few days of recuperation, Yan Chun never bothered with him again, just threw some leftovers for him to eat every day, no matter how difficult the leftovers were to swallow, Xiong Qiang ate him clean every time, until five days later, although the rod wound on his body was not healed, but fortunately, it had scabbed, and it seemed that these medicinal powders did have a good effect.

The two Zhuang Ding took a pair of shackles and leg cuffs, brought them for Xiong Qiang, and then took him out of the firewood room.

As soon as he got out of the firewood room, a Zhuang Ding fiercely took a red-hot soldering iron and walked towards Xiong Qiang, and the soldering iron was a number "8" on it.

He said coldly: "Steward Yan said that your identity in the palace in the future will be No. 8! I'm afraid that you won't be able to remember, so Steward Yan specially ordered me to brand your name on you." ”

Zhuang Ding blew lightly, a scorching breath came to his face, Xiong Qiang shivered coldly, and wanted to break free, but was held down by two Zhuang Ding, the Zhuang Ding sneered, and then pressed the red-hot soldering iron towards Xiong Qiang's chest.

"Ahh

As soon as he fainted, he was woken up by a basin of cold water, and when he regained some strength, he walked forward under the push of the two villagers.

When Zhuang Ding took Xiong Qiang across the execution platform, Xiong Qiang still glanced back, the execution table, faintly, he could still see that there was a layer of dark black thin marks in the corner of the execution table, which was dyed with Bai Lan's blood.

"Bai Lan, my love, goodbye, if, if I can survive, I will definitely cut off the head of Yan Chun, an animal in the future, to pay tribute to you!

Xiong Qiang said silently in his heart, looking back at the torture platform that was getting farther and farther away. Here is his eternal pain.

Outside the Jiudao Villa, Wang Yuanwai rode a high-headed horse, followed by two entourages, and to Xiong Qiang's surprise, in addition to them, there were Yan Chun and several Zhuang Ding of the Jiudao Villa.

At this time, Yan Chun was facing Wang Yuanwai with a flattering smile, looking at this face, Xiong Qiang's anger burned fiercely, and he couldn't wait to break away from the two Zhuang Ding, pull Yan Chun off the horse, and eat him alive.

But he still provoked it after all, there were too many Zhuang Ding here, and he couldn't do it at all.

Looking at Yan Chun's appearance, it was obvious that he wanted to go on the road with them, and he should escort them to Wang Yuanwai's mansion, but these Xiong Qiang didn't think about it anymore, he only saw that in addition to himself, there was a row of slaves in front of him, with the same shackles and leg cuffs, a total of twelve.

At this time, those slaves were escorted up and were slowly moving forward, Yan Chun came over, whipped Xiong Qiang's body fiercely, and said viciously: "What are you rubbing? Don't you go quickly? Jiudao Villa will sell you to the palace, so that Lao Tzu will send you all the way over, if you rub again, Lao Tzu will kill you." ”

When the whip came down, Xiong Qiang almost felt like he was out of breath, presumably the wound on his back that had just scabbed had been ripped open again.

Taking a sharp breath, Xiong Qiang glared at Yan Chun fiercely, and no longer said a word, and walked behind the group of slaves.

"I don't know if I'm alive or dead, I'm really looking for a smoke!"

Wang Yuanwai said: "Strictly manage things, you can beat me if you should fight, but don't beat me to death, if I die, I will deduct money!"

"Yes, yes, Wang Yuanwai rest assured, this dog thing is very hard, it was beaten like that a few days ago, it's only been a few days, and it's alive again, but I also have to remind Yuanwai that this dog thing often wants to escape, and when you get to the palace, you have to be careful." Yan Chun said with a flattering smile.

Wang Yuanwai waved his hand, looked at Xiong Qiang and smiled coldly, revealing a hideous face, and said: "If he dares to escape in my palace, I have a thousand means to make him unable to survive or die." ”

"Hahahaha! There are so many tricks outside the king, then I will be relieved! When the time comes, I will have to ask you for a few tricks? There are too many slaves in Jiudao Villa, and if you don't use some hard means, none of these animals will be honest. Yan Chun said with a smile.

"It's good to say, strict management, you escort them to go slowly! I'm going to go first, and in ten days, it's my fortieth birthday, and I have to rush back to receive it, otherwise I don't have to trouble you, don't worry, as long as you can get them safely, I won't forget you." ”

"If the king is outside, but don't worry, I promise to send them a lot. ”

Dragging heavy shackles and handcuffs, under the scorching sun, Xiong Qiang and the other twelve slaves were walking slowly.

"Ding Ding Ding Ding!" With each step, the shackles made a crisp sound, and Xiong Qiang grabbed the shackles with his hands, so that the shackles would not dangle and the wear and tear of the skin on the wrists would be lighter.

There were injuries on his body, and he was hurrying under the scorching sun, Xiong Qiang felt like he would faint at any time, and his mind was blurry, but as long as he walked a little slower, Yan Chun was viciously whipped on his body, and over time, this severe pain was numb.

They walked for fifteen days, their ankles were covered in blood, and the shackles had worn out their ankles, which had just been scabbed and worn out again. Finally, on the morning of the fifteenth day, they arrived at the palace.

At this time, the palace was full of lights, countless domestic slaves were busy, and countless dignitaries and nobles entered the palace with birthday gifts.

Because today is the 40th birthday of the king. Yan Chun looked at this scene, also smiled slightly, and said, "I finally arrived, and I can still ask for a cup of longevity wine to eat." As he spoke, he dismounted, arched his hand to the king who was standing in front of the door, and said, "Wang Yuanwai, fortunately, he did not disgrace his life, and finally brought these slaves over." ”

It was Futian, Xiong Qiang's group of slaves who didn't know how long they hadn't taken a bath, and they all had a disgusting smell all over their bodies.

Therefore, when some dignitaries and nobles dressed in brocade clothes approached this group of slaves, they all had angry eyebrows, pinched their noses, and glared at Yan Chun angrily.

Wang Yuanwai was also a little angry, and said: "Yan Chun, you have been messing around in Jiudao Mountain Villa for so long, do you understand the rules? Don't you see so many guests here with me? These stinky things smell all over their bodies, you don't take them away, Wang Jun, take Yan Chun through the back door." ”

Yan Chun listened, his heart was also very uncomfortable, when he was in Jiudao Villa, this king also shouted one by one, but now he sent the slave over, he actually said that he would turn his face and turn his face, not let him enter through the front door, but let him go through the back door, the anger in his heart could not be released, Yan Chun could only take the slave out of anger, raised the whip and whipped the body of this group of slaves, and scolded and scolded while beating and said: "What doesn't open your eyes, beat you to death." "I don't know if he was scolding the slaves or the king.

In the Changhong Inn opposite the palace, on the elegant seat by the window, there was a middle-aged man.

He was dressed in a white gown and had an elegant face, about forty years of age, and beside him was a sword inlaid with gold and jade.

White tang porcelain bowl, tan wine jar. The mellow and crisp beauty of the hotel flowed out of the altar and poured into the enamel bowl, and a slender woman-like hand was raised to her lips, and the mellow wine flowed into her throat with her head tilted slightly.

After drinking a bowl of wine, his eyes looked through the window at the king in front of the door, dressed in a gorgeous costume, with a hat on his head, a green beard, a rugged face, and a smiling face. Suddenly, the wine bowl in his hand slammed heavily on the table, and his elegant face showed a touch of fierceness, and his shimmering eyes were filled with a thick killing intent.

In the backyard of the palace, there are two rows of side rooms for slaves to live in, compared to the Nine Roads Villa, although this palace is smaller, but it is more humane than the Nine Roads Villa, at least they don't want to live in the cellar of the dark tide room.

Seeing this neat room, these slaves were secretly happy in their hearts, after all, they had finally arrived at their destination.

Yan Chun was also quite happy in his heart, and when he saw Wang Jun, he said with a smile: "This little brother, please go and talk to Wang Yuanwai, just say that the thirteen slaves, I have already returned them all, see if he has any other orders?"

However, when he just finished speaking, the twelfth slave suddenly fainted, the twelfth slave is a middle-aged man in his thirties, when he was on the road, because of the scorching heat and the continuous whipping of Yan Chun, he has been infected with the disease, and almost all of the way has relied on the support of strong ideas, at this time he has reached the destination, his spirit is also relaxed, and he fainted.

When Wang Jun saw No. 12 suddenly fall to the ground, he also frowned, and said, "Strictly manage things, my lord doesn't want this death." ”

Yan Chun was even more annoyed in his heart, he smiled at Wang Jun, walked over, raised the horsewhip, and whipped it towards the twelfth, a few whips went down to see that the twelfth still did not wake up, he brought a teapot again, poured a cup of tea, and splashed it on the twelve's face, startled by the cold water, the twelfth woke up leisurely, saw the twelfth opened his eyes, Yan Chun also smiled slightly, and then whipped the twelfth again, and said viciously: " You damn beast, are you going to go against me? You know I'm going to have a diplomatic errand with the king, and you play dead for me? I'll kill you, a beast. ”

After saying that, he raised the whip again, but when he was about to pull it down, Eight reached out and grabbed his arm tightly, his eyes were full of anger, and said, "He is about to die, you bastard still does this to him." ”

Yan Chun pulled out of No. 8's hand, bit the silver teeth, and whipped a few whips on No. 8's body, and said viciously while pumping: "You dog, you open your eyes for me to see, where is he sick? If you dare to talk nonsense again, be careful that I will kill your dog!"

The rod sores on No. 8's back have not healed, and now he has been whipped on his back several times, and the wound on his back immediately cracked, but even though it was painful, No. 8 still gritted his teeth and did not say anything more.

"Okay, strict management, if you kill someone here, you'll lose a lot. The master ordered, let you after the handover, stay and drink a cup of longevity wine, and after the master has sorted out the affairs, he will settle the settlement for you. ”

"Hehe! Wang Yuanwai is really polite, then I will be disrespectful. Yan Chun said with a smile.

"Stay for me honestly!" Yan Chun viciously dropped a sentence at the slave, that is, he accompanied Xiao and Wang Jun out of the door, leaving two guards in the courtyard.

At this time, it was almost noon, all the guests had already taken their seats, and Wang Yuanwai also arched his hand to the dignitaries and nobles sitting with a smile on his face, and said: "Today's 40th birthday, thank you for your generous gifts......

However, at this time, his words stopped abruptly, because at the gate, two gray figures had flown in, it was the family members guarding the door of the palace, after the two family members landed, they desperately covered their necks, and their whole body convulsed a few times before they died with wide eyes. This terrifying scene immediately alarmed all the guests.

In the doorway, there was also a man in a white shirt, the man had a delicate and elegant face, holding a scabbard inlaid with gold and jade in his left hand, and in his right hand, he held a sword with the tip of the sword dripping blood. His eyes were very bright, like the bright stars in the night sky, but his elegant face was full of fierceness and coldness.

"If it's someone who has nothing to do with the palace, please retreat quickly, I won't kill innocent people. The man said lightly.

As soon as he heard this, all the guests immediately scattered, and fled out one by one, only a few breaths of time, the hall that was still overcrowded just now became empty, the man smiled, and then closed the door.

When Wang Yuanwai saw this man, his face was also slightly panicked, but he quickly calmed down again, and surprisingly, he didn't ask who the man was? Why did he come here to kill people, but just raised his hand and said to the many family members: "Everyone give me up." ”