Compared with drinking tea, Mo Xiaohe is actually better wine. But at noon in the desert, the weather is really dry, and it is so hot that wine is not as good as tea to quench your thirst.

The laborers were disdainful of themselves one moment, and the next moment they respected their parents, and Mo Xiaohe didn't take it to heart.

He is a simple Diao Min, and he has not changed because of other people's different attitudes towards him, he is still poking at him, "What is the origin of that person called Tian Liang?"

The big man who was called San'er half-bowed his waist and treated Mo Xiaohe with more respect than his father, "He is the nephew of the lord of Yunshan in Geng Huaiguo, and his cultivation is not enough to become a saint, but his uncle Yunshan is a master at the peak of Shenyin, and he has countless slaves under him, and he is very powerful." ”

Shenyin is at the pinnacle, it seems that he is a character who he can't afford to provoke? That's better, since he can't afford to provoke himself, then it doesn't belong to him. Cangsheng just let himself have the courage to come over and make trouble, but he didn't say that he wanted to let himself fight with the strong man of Shenyin.

Thinking that he would be able to get a book of cheats on forging his body after he succeeded, Mo Xiaohe's mood gradually relaxed, "The three forces in this place combined, how many laborers like you are there?

"The Baili Spirit Vein is very large, and all the laborers combined, there are at least 100,000. Mujiadi is the largest, accounting for half, 50,000 people. Geng Huaiguo has more than 30,000, and Moleng Island is slightly less, more than 20,000. ”

San'er cautiously approached Mo Xiaohe and said, "This field is only one of the foremen, and he is in charge of thousands of people. ”

"Thousands of men, but not half of them dare to come forward to resist a Tian Liang who is not a saint?"

Mo Xiaohe glanced at San'er, snorted, and sneered in disgust, "Didn't you say that you were going to break my bones and stuff them into your ass? ”

Dozens of men and women, not half of them dared to speak out.

The third child was a funny one, he didn't get angry, he didn't blush, and said with a smile, "If we had your backbone and strength, how could we come to this place?"

After staying with a group of people in Guilin Mountain for a long time, Mo Xiaohe's skin gradually thickened, and he said as a matter of course, "This is reasonable." ”

"Besides, bullying the soft and fearing the hard is the nature of people like us, and there is nothing to be ashamed of. Besides, we really haven't bullied the soft, have we?" San'er shouted and grinned with his teeth bared his teeth, "I didn't really plan to break the bones of the young man before, I just wanted to play a prestige." ”

"Bah, bah, bah!" San'er felt that something was wrong after speaking, and immediately stopped his mouth, snorting his mouth and snapping, "My stinky mouth! My stinky mouth! Where can I break the bones of the young man, I really should be beaten!

"Gotta gotta fucking shameless!"

Mo Xiaohe really couldn't stand it, "Who are you?"

San'er, who knew that he couldn't hit a person with a smiling face, immediately stopped his mouth, changed his face, and instantly smiled again, stammering like a dog, "Those who come here are people who can't be sacrificed into slaves." The Mo tribe, the Snow tribe, the Dasheng tribe, and the Su tribe all have them, and the majority of the Great Xia tribes. Of course, there are also some natives who can't be sacrificed because of their special souls. ”

"You have saints, there are transcendental, and the worst people have also entered the realm, why are you so shit?" Mo Xiaohe put on a look of disdain for everyone, "Being treated like a dog, chained, you never thought of fucking it?"

Wherever Mo Xiaohe's eyes moved, no one's head was lowered, and they didn't dare to look at him.

"I thought about it, but I didn't dare! On the periphery of the hundred-mile spiritual vein, there are several hidden masters guarding it, and they are only allowed to enter, not to go out. "Only the big man who is called San'er is not ashamed, "In the inner enclosure, there are dozens of transcendent servants every ten miles, ten holy slaves, and stewards like Tian Liang are guarding, who dares to move?"

San'er spread out his hands, sighed and lamented, "You can only do it for a while, but the end must be death." I guess I can only stay here for the rest of my life. ”

Mo Xiaohe's neat sharp oval eyes glanced faintly across the crowd, he suddenly rolled up his sleeves, stood on the table, waved his arms and shouted, "I will take you to resist slavery together, is there anyone with me?"

Raising his arms and leading several people to sacrifice themselves to revolt, it is a big event in itself, which can be shouted out of Mo Xiaohe's mouth, but it is like a child beckoning his companions to play hide and seek together.

Naturally, no one paid attention to him.

In the wind and sand, the laborers all bowed their heads.

The laborers who had not been here long had already been frightened by the beatings, and it was not so easy to muster up their courage. The laborers who have been here for a long time have long been whipped for many years, like a dog accustomed to being chained, where does he have the courage to struggle.

They were afraid of Mo Xiaohe, and that was because Mo Xiaohe was stronger than them, but they didn't think that Mo Xiaohe was stronger than the three major forces.

Mujiadi, Geng Huaiguo, and Moleng Island, but a piece of heaven in the Instrument Spirit Country, even if it is the force behind Mo Xiaohe, it can't pierce this piece of sky.

Unless Wu Daozi, the Golden Body Ancestor, and Xia Zhenren came in person, or they had to ask the demon Cang on Guilin Mountain to be born, no one could save them.

But obviously Mo Xiaohe didn't belong to any of these four forces, so it was impossible for them to do stupid things with Mo Xiaohe.

Mo Xiaohe sat down on the table angrily, looked at everyone sideways, and snorted, "Fuck your grandma." You are willing to stay here for the rest of your life, tired and tired for others, and then you have to look at other people's faces, be yelled at and drunk, and be punched and kicked at will?

Looking at these numb faces, Mo Xiaohe was really angry, "Blowing wind and sand every day, eating loess, just like a pig, you are willing?

The laborers seem to be really obedient to it, although they were kicked by Mo Xiaohe, a big boy, and scolded their father and mother, no one dared to raise their heads and look at Mo Xiaohe.

It seems that Mo Xiaohe's words are like eggs beating stones to them, and they don't work at all.

I don't know what came to mind, Mo Xiaohe's eyes suddenly lit up, "The world outside, free and easy, big fish and big meat, family, money, nothing?

If the coercion fails, Mo Xiaohe thinks that the temptation will definitely succeed.

But the workers remained indifferent. In the eyes of the laborers, what is wrong with being a dog, eating wind and sand every day, it is better than dying? The most terrible thing is that when you are beaten half to death, you will have to be in terrible pain. Also, who doesn't know that you are free outside, big fish and big meat, but you have to have a life to enjoy it?

"You're stupid, too. Mo Xiaohe is only good at fighting, not good at talking, he really has no way, and he sighed for a long time, "Look at me, I am not extraordinary, I have not entered the saint, and I have only entered the sage, but I can break the bones of the saint Tian Liang with one hand, what did you not think of?"

Finally, several laborers slowly raised their heads, and there was a trace of doubt in their lifeless eyes.

"Why am I so dragged, and one person dares to come and break through the hundred miles of spiritual veins?"

"Why don't I take Tian Liang in my eyes, and dare to rob their family's spiritual vein as soon as I open my mouth?"

"Don't you know that there is a mountain in the world called Guilin Mountain?"

"You don't know that Guilin Mountain does not allow people to sacrifice slaves, so you don't know that Guilin Mountain established Guilin State?"

Mo Xiaohe suddenly stood up and shouted, "Don't you fucking know that Guilin has a young emperor, and he can fight and become a saint, and dare to be the enemy of the world?"

He shook off the cup in his hand and exploded with a sonorous sound, just like his voice, loud and loud.

The laborers raised their heads sharply, their eyes shining, like a fire was ignited, like a scorching sun.