Banished to Another World

C_t; "Adult, I heard that you saved a slave, I, I am his uncle, come pick him up. Read the full text of the latest chapter." A man with slave tattoos on his face has a hard sheepskin coat and feels The warmth of the shack in the shed, a little shy.

Ding Fei did not let people in, the slave was also very conscious, standing at the door and not even dare to look at the room.

Strictly signal that Blackwater won't move, don't move, go to the door, first look at the slave.

The male slave in his thirties looks pretty strong and his face is not dirty. He can clearly see his facial features. To his surprise, this slave had a lot of similarities with the young slave. Did he guess wrong?

"You said that you are the uncle of the child? Is it his father's brother, or his mother's brother?" There is no such thing as saying here, the brothers of both parents are called uncles.

The sternness looks very harmonious and the tone is very mild. The slave is not so sincere and fearful. "Back to the grown-up, I am the brother of the child's mother."

Slightly nodded and verified his guess, but this child does not want to hand it out now. "He was very hurt, his ribs were broken, his arms and calves were broken, his internal organs were broken, people could not move, and he was still unconscious. Not awake."

"What? Actually hurt so badly?" The man's lips were shaking, I don't know if it was cold, or angry. "Adult, can I see him?"

Think about it carefully, beckoning, "Come in."

The man was busy following him, and he was surrounded by warmth as soon as he entered the room, but he did not dare to look at it. He only turned his head down and followed him. He could feel that everyone in the room was watching him, which made his hands tremble.

Ding Fei closed the door and followed the past.

"The child is there, I gave him a little treatment. In order to avoid making him more injured, don't move him, don't wake him up." Strictly paused, smiled, and found that he should have been slumbering. The teenager's eyelids shook.

"Thank you, adults! Thank you!"

The man crouched down on the edge of the hide, and he saw that the boy was covered with a thick piece of fur and couldn't touch it. The boy's face is a little better than he thought, maybe the reason for the fire?

The man reached out and touched the boy's face gently, and quickly retracted, tears in his eyes.

Strictly seemingly inadvertently asked: "Is this child offended the waiter, and was beaten so badly if nothing was done?"

There was an angry anger on the man's face. "Okasan is jealous of the cub, because the clam grows well, and the adult has praised the sentence, saying that he wants to wait for him, and that he will be exempted from slavery. Naokasan hated the cub, and he felt that if he was not with him at that time, then he was being looked at by the adults to be a close-knit waiter. But then the adults did not know how to forget this, Oka I began to bully the cubs. This time, this time I actually played him so badly, this..."

When a man wants to roar, he suddenly thinks about his identity, fears the accused, and quickly shuts his mouth. Even the things he just said he regretted.

"It turns out that, if you bring him back, you are not afraid that Gangsan will continue to take him out?" Strictly paying attention to the man's expression, it seems that he does not seem to lie.

The man bit his lip. "I heard that Okasan was..." He said very quietly behind him. "The warrior of the adult is dying. He is just the waiter, the temple..."

" Needless to say." Strictly forcibly cut off the man's words, he was afraid that if the man finished, he would have to save the man named Gang San.

The man thought he said something wrong, his face was scared, and he dared not say anything.

"Why don't the parents of this child come?" Yan Mosheng turned a topic.

The man’s expression suddenly fell, and then it became like sadness and anger. “His parents have already died. My sister gave birth to this child, and both of them died.”

"Oh? How did you die?"

The man was strange, sneaked up and looked at the silence, and quickly lowered his head and pinched his fist: "They made a mistake and were killed."

"Your sister is also a slave? Who was the person who served before?"

The man is even more surprised. He doesn't understand why the old man asked him these questions. "Our family is a slave. My sister has grown beautiful since she was a child. She has been a slave girl in the palace." Later, he still has some points. Pride, because at the time the sister was in the palace, their family lived better than other slaves.

“Is there any strange place between your sister and your child’s father before and after the birth of this child?”

"Adult?" The man refused to say, "Why are you asking these?"

He smiled sternly and said directly: "You don't think your sister's facial features are very similar to your Wu Shanghao adults?"

Boom! If the man’s expression is struck by lightning, the whole person is confused. “Adult, this kind of words can’t be said indiscriminately, what are you talking about, me, I am leaving, I will come back to Taipa tomorrow.”

The man stood up, went, and turned back, pleading for the general saying: "Adult, please do not say this in the city. My sister has only one child, and I have no children. If this is passed, this child It really can't be done."

"I know, you can rest assured that I will not read anything outside; Ding Fei, pack barbecue."

"Adult, no, you have saved..." The man did not expect that not only was he not angry, but he also sent him a barbecue, and he was scared to wave again and again.

Ding Fei grabbed a piece of hot barbecue with a blade of grass and stuffed it into the man's hand. "Hold it, your child is here, you don't have to worry, we can be awesome, oh, outside. It’s already dark, you are careful on the road.”

The man was almost pushed by Ding Fei to the door. When the door closed, he looked down at the hot barbecue in his hand and immediately broke into his arms. He grabbed his chest with both hands and used this hot air to catch the cold wind. go back.

The words that the old witch said in his mind rolled over and over again. He once suspected that the sister and her man died so suddenly. When the child grew up, his appearance also attracted some rumors, but Wu Shanggui No one has any care for this child. The only one who has only mentioned it once, and then forgot a clean.

If Wu Zi is really Wu Shang blood, Wu Shang nobles will not care about him so much?

The man shook his head and shook all the expectations that should not have been out of his head.

Inside the shack.

Strictly sit down at the animal skin and touch the boy's forehead. "Your physical quality is good, it is earlier than I expected to wake up."

The boy's eyelids trembled and didn't open, but his hand sneaked into a fist under the fur. He just woke up after hearing the knock on the door. Just now his uncle came, he wanted to talk to him, but he just resisted. At that time, he still couldn’t figure out the situation. Later, he heard the voices of his uncle and the old man. The tribe saved him, but he was still scared.

Strictly laughed. "If it wasn't for you to check it in detail, I don't know that you have awakened your blood." He felt that there was energy fluctuation in the body of the boy, and he would take the mind to bring the boy into the lab. Detailed inspection.

The young man opened his eyes and turned his head to stare at the old man. "You... cough!"

"Slow down slowly, don't be afraid, no one here will eat you."

"I...wake up the power of the blood? Really?" The voice of the boy was hoarse with a special voice change. He struggled to sit up and was held down.

"Don't move, your bones are still hurt. You don't know if you are awakened?"

The teenager shook his head stiffly and slowly said: "I have always felt very uncomfortable during this time, my head hurts, my body is hot, I thought I was sick."

Others heard the priests say that the young slaves had awakened their blood, and they were very curious.

The original battle asked harshly: "What ability does he have?"

"How can I see this?"

"I can, wait." The curse came over and reached out and touched it. He touched a bone. "This is how I got it from the empty city shrine. I can know his **** with a drop of blood." What is blood capacity?"

"Oh? Is there such a bone?" Yan was very surprised. He reached for it and turned it over.

The bones are braided and the color is a bit black and red, only the palms are large.

"Master, can you lend me a few days? I want to see what it works."

"Well, as long as you remember to return it to me, I will give it to you when I die."

Yan Mo Le, indicating that the teenager stretched out his fingers.

The teenager is still in shock, and he did not expect that one day he would become a blood warrior who made him particularly envious.

Strictly watching the boy did not respond, grabbed his hand directly from the fur, took a golden needle and poked it down, squeezed a drop of blood, dripping in the sputum.

One or two... After about five seconds, a small, very small shadow appeared in the place where the blood dripped, and the virtual shadow looked like a stone man. This virtual shadow only lasted for two seconds. .

Look inside, look clean, nothing.

The curse gave an evaluation: "The ability is too weak. He may have not succeeded in it once again. Otherwise, the mark of the blood warrior has already appeared on his face, but since there is a virtual shadow, the excitation is in these two days. ”

Strictly, I have conjectured the juvenile's life experience from the five senses of the juvenile. Now I can see the young man's blood ability. He has already been 100% sure that this boy must be Wu Shang blood.

It’s just who the father is, and it’s still a question mark.

The teenager saw the virtual shadow stone man, and unconsciously spilled the tears in his eyes. As long as it is a black soil city, who does not know the ability to become a stone is the blood of Wu Shang blood.

Who is his father? Why have you not been ignorant of him? If he knows that he is so small, he will wake up the blood, much more powerful than the aristocrats who can't wake up in his life. Does the other party...

The young man’s mouth groaned and he burst into tears.

Strictly not good at dealing with people's feelings and psychological problems, watching the young man cry, let him cry, leave him alone.

Ding Fei sees this bone device so amazing, but also wants to try it, and stretches out his hand and asks him to be strict.

Strictly funny, satisfied his requirements.

Ding Fei immediately pointed his fingers at the cockroach and squeezed a drop of blood.

Waiting for about five seconds, this time a burst of fire suddenly appeared in the scorpion, which lasted for nearly five seconds before disappearing.

The curse also gives an evaluation, "Secondary fire energy, too low."

Ding Fei sneered at the head.

Answers also want to try, and rigorously give the 钵盂 and Jin Jin to Ding Ning, let them all try enough, even the original battle has to join in the fun.

The answer test showed a little monster of half fish and half beast, Ding Ning is also a flame, an eye appeared in the ice, the original battle appeared... out of phase!

Suddenly, he was giving the boy a pulse, and by the way, he asked some questions, and he heard a stunned voice not far away. The cursed witch and the black water chief had the loudest voice.

"Mur!" The original battle was holding a sly, striding to the priests and adults. "Look, what is going on?"

Have a curse, why are you asking me? However, the sternness is still out of curiosity, this can not see the reading;!

He actually saw the illusion of a volcanic eruption, and the volcano also had a sapling similar to the maple seedlings. And this illusion has not disappeared until now.

The curse wandered around the original battle group and couldn’t stop saying: "You actually awakened the blood of the three main gods? How is this possible?"

The curse wraps his hair and sees the original battle is full of incredible.

The original battle sighed, he did not want to be so good? He clearly only awakened the blood of the **** of the earth, but he followed it, and he was inexplicably more capable. Huh? Wait, three abilities? So he can wake up to fire?

Strictly touched the chin. "Well, come back to a small lake or stream and it will be complete."

The curse suddenly stood still. He seemed to think of something. Looking at the original battle, this time is no longer a surprise, but a caution and a less obvious alert.

"Master, what's wrong with you?" Strictly noticed that the old man's expression was wrong.

The curse of the witch looks at the original battle, and looks at the silence, the brow wrinkles become awkward.

"Master?"

"You are the blood of the **** of the earth." In this sentence, the curse uses not the interrogative sentence, but the affirmative sentence.

Nodded in the original battle.

"No wonder, this is not surprising." Then, the curse fell into silence and did not speak for a long time.

The original battle was a bit unclear. So when he sanded himself, did Ding Ning say that he was the blood of the **** of the earth?

Suddenly and suddenly flustered, he put down the juvenile's wrist and seriously asked the curse: "Master, what is the problem with the blood of the original war? Wu Shangyi of the Black Earth City does not say that he is the blood of the **** of the earth?"

The curse smirked and looked up. "Do you think that the blood of the **** of the earth is everywhere? Wu Shang is the blood of the **** of the earth, but it can become a stone man. I used to have his ability in the original war. I have doubts. Looking at the bone reaction, I think your guardian warrior may be the true blood of the earth."

"How do you say?" Strictly and even refused to have a strange boy next to him. It's easy for him to get rid of the teenager, but he has already heard him so much before, and it doesn't make much sense to stun him now.

Regardless of the identity of the boy, if he intends to sell them, he will solve him personally.

The boy suddenly shuddered and tried to reduce his sense of existence.

The curse witches scratched the hair. "This is the main **** of the world. You should know the gods and gods, and the gods and mothers combine to give birth to the gods of Vulcan, the **** of water and the earth. After that, the gods are born after the five main gods are combined with each other."

Everyone is together / nodding, this is common sense, everyone knows.

"I don't know when I passed down the argument, saying that only the blood-stained warriors who truly inherited the blood of the Lord God can cultivate into God. At the beginning, the nine cities were not nine cities, but only fire, water and earth. City. At that time, the people of the smelter, the mermaid, the long-lived Mu, and the winged were face-to-face with the three cities of the human power, and occasionally they fought each other."

Speaking of this, the cursed witch deeply looked at the original battle. "At that time, the three cities were very powerful, and they are powerful because we can't imagine now, because they have the real blood warriors who have awakened the blood of the Lord God."

Strictly, "They all reached level 10?"

"No, they have surpassed the 12th level and entered the realm of God. Only after the great battles of the various ethnic groups, the refining bones completely disappeared, the mermaids retreated into the seabed, the longevity woods no longer contact humans, and the human face and the Peng family lost the least. But the sea is no longer coming out of the sea, and the three cities have lost their city owners. The soldiers who entered the field of God at the 12th level or above have become legends. After that, the three cities became the nine cities, which are also the three cities. The reason why I started to be called the Three Cities is not the current three cities in the upper, middle and lower levels."

"It turns out that." All the people suddenly realized that they could not be called the Three Cities. It turned out that there were only three cities at the beginning.

More rigorously thought, did the original refining bones disappear at that time?

The original war thought of a question: "Is the ability to control wood also inherit the blood of the Lord God?"

"Controlling plant growth is regarded as the father's ability. The Father is the sun, and everything grows in the sun." The curse explained it and sighed ironically. "Now, the nine great cities even have tenth-level fighters. It hasn't appeared for a long time, let alone a multi-powered blood warrior."

"So what does this have to do with the original war? Why do you..." See the original battle like that? Strictly did not say the last few words, but he wanted to curse the witch must understand the reads;

The curse witch certainly understands what his apprentice is asking. This time he really sighed. "Do you know that the temples of the great cities have been searching for the blood of the three true gods?"

Everyone looked at the original battle together, and the original battle was expressionless.

Strictly, "Is this a good thing or a bad thing?"

"It may not be a bad thing for the original war, but maybe the temple priests who want to find the blood of the Lord God are mad. They can do anything to make more than ten blood soldiers."

Ding Ning heard a bit puzzled here, and it was rare to interject: "Many of us have awakened the ability to control fire, then are we really the blood of Vulcan?"

The curse witch laughs. "If you can let any object burn itself, let everything melt or turn into ash under your control, let the fire fall from the sky, even let the land burn, let the flame rush out from the big underground. Then you are the blood of the real Vulcan."

Ding Fei spoke tongues and didn't feel that they could do it.

Suddenly think of the key point, "If you let the Shangcheng, especially the temple of Tucheng, know that the original war was a blood-stained warrior who truly inherited the blood of the gods of the earth, would you come to take the original war?"

"No, they will ask him to go to Tucheng, but you will find it harder to see him later."

The ice suddenly said: "Can you be a **** is not good? Why are everyone scowling? I want to be a god."

Ding Fei and Ding Ning did not speak, but the expression clearly felt that the ice was right.

Answer nodded directly, hehe! How good can you be God?

Even Blackwater Winstone and Juvenile Taipa also looked at the original battle with envious eyes.

The original war always felt that the expression of the cursed witch seemed to have nothing to say. "I will not say if I will be killed by the priests of those temples. What will happen to more than ten levels?"

Cursing witches, I will not say it first.

Strictly anxious, "Master! Please!" He is a good hitter, but it can't be so.

The curse of the witch, the apprentice, turned two laps in the same place, one fist and the other palm, "said! The reason why the nine major cities did not appear in the tenth class for a long time is because they have no more than ten Training exercises, since the wars of various ethnic groups and cities, after the death of the tenth-level fighters, the training techniques passed down have become less and less.

Now the ten-level training exercises made by the priests of the temples have problems. Many of the nine-level fighters died when they broke through, and they died without dying. So now all the great shrines are catching... Looking for the blood-stained warriors who really awaken the blood of the Lord God, and want to find a way to rise to the 10th level or above through them. ”

The original battle sneered, "I think about it, there is not such a good thing in the world."

"There is still a problem. It is said that many warriors who have broken through the tenth level have become different from the past. They will become cold, cruel, multi-destination, and especially addicted to killing. This is why they die fast."

I heard the words of more desires, and the corners of my mouth were drawn. The original battle now makes him unable to bear, if he becomes more wantful, is he going to give him a real harem?

The curse is sorrowful. "In fact, I think it is still a problem of the practice. If the first **** warrior of the Three Cities died, there will be no correct entry into the training method of the 10th level. At the beginning, I can still find it by word of mouth, wait until After discovering that there are problems, those ten-level fighters will not pass on the practice. But now the people of the Nine Great Temples would rather create a bunch of murderous madmen, and also want to make a breakthrough nine-level training exercises. The madman wants to be crazy and wants to be crazy!"

The original battle also wanted to become strong, but when he thought that he would become a murderous madman, he would not want to contact the priests of the temple in Tucheng.

The curse finally warned the original war and warned other people in the house: "In order to find the blood-stained warrior who really awakened the blood of the Lord God, the nine great cities have arranged eyes in various cities and major tribes. In the field test, you must be careful not to use your ability to control the soil. Others can't say it, I will curse now, who will do what is happening in this house tonight, if not allowed by the silence and the war. When I said something, I cursed him and immediately became a blind man, a blind man, a dumb, for a lifetime!"

Blackwater won the stone and the young slaves, Taipa and Ding Fei, they were all shocked, and they were all in the same voice: "I know, we will not talk to outsiders."

The original war also nodded, indicating that he would be careful.

"Thank Master." Yan couldn't help but rejoice in his heart. Fortunately, he was alert and did not let the original war expose his ability to control the soil. There are still two games to choose from. Are they really not exposed?