Reaper's Wings

Leng Bingshuang and Tie Niu Huahua led the elite forces from Youjian Restaurant to arrive safely, which made Song Dong feel relieved, but he didn't expect that it was because of their arrival that Jizo strengthened his confidence in the alliance and cooperation. It was a surprise, so with this background, Dizang worked hard with all his heart.

A lot of elite forces of the goblin clan have been mobilized. In just three days, a small dungeon has been excavated underground in a mountain forest three hundred miles away from Yunyi City. This is a secret base for Deathwing. , At the same time, the underground passage extending to the outside world in Yunyi City was also opened two secret routes, which were independently controlled by Death Wing. The team was dispatched by Song Dong, which made Song Dong's available power increase again.

After the passages and bases outside Yunyi City were established, Song Dong arranged batch after batch of elite forces from Leng Bingshuang and Youjian Restaurant to enter Yunyi City, first of all, the underground humans, and professionals are professionals. With the addition of this group of talents in government affairs, business, planning, etc., the life of underground human beings has become more formal, and the allocation of resources has become more reasonable. In the following period of time, Song Dong also began to gradually control the resources in his hands. All the power was given to Leng Bingshuang, and the entire underground city, garbage disposal center, and food handling center began to be more stable and secretive under its control, and began to influence other aspects, and secretly began to contact more humans to join this among the teams.

But Song Dong's eyes turned to the next target. There is another place in Yunyi City that is not welcome, and that is the corpse processing center. Whether it is humans or other subordinate races, there are many people every day. Because of various reasons, the disposal of their corpses is also a headache for the Asian-winged people. Its management method is the same as that of the garbage disposal center, with the Asian-winged people as the guard management class, and humans and other affiliated races as the actual workers. , it took some time, and this place became the third point controlled by Song Dong Blood Guard.

The corpses that were sent to the outside world for secret treatment all became the nourishment of Song Dong's Blood Guard Hall, and these nutrients were gathered by Song Dong to build the Yayi Blood Guard, and these blood guards will be supplemented by that little noble's family During the process, slowly turning this small family into the spokesperson of Death Wing.

After all, the contact surface of a family is not an individual, so after three months of Leng Bingshuang's arrival, Song Dong was able to completely grasp this small family and secretly develop its power. Identity came to the slave market, but to his surprise, he met an acquaintance slave just after entering the slave market.

The girl with only dark red wings was actually still in the slave market at this time. Song Dong noticed the spying and left early that day. He didn't know the follow-up development at that time, but after some inquiries, Song Dong understood the matter perhaps.

It's not that this female slave has not been sold, and has been sold twice, but the two families that successfully purchased her have more or less suffered from some problems in just a few months. After a blow, one of the small families was even directly removed from the name, which made its name of disaster even louder. Although it was a nobleman from the upper class, no one dared to buy this slave.

Compared with vanity and their own lives, these Yayi people still cherish their lives very much.

"Scythe, is it true that this girl can lead disasters? Is it related to the power of her blood?"

The last time Song Dong was reminded by the death sickle, he had already discovered that this girl had the power of blood, but because of the long distance, the death sickle couldn't tell.

"Is it relevant or not, just go and see if it's okay."

"Too."

Suddenly, the little nobleman came to Song Dong's side, showing that he wanted to buy this female slave but was afraid of the curse, and finally ordered Song Dong, who was a "cheap slave", to go and check it out. And Song Dong got the "master"'s order and swaggered to the female slave.

Through the bars, Song Dong looked at the one-winged girl. She was still in the same shape as last time, sitting there with her legs crossed, with a single dark red wing covering most of her body, her eyes staring straight ahead without focus, like He didn't notice Song Dong's arrival at all.

And Song Dong's eyes quickly shifted from the female slave's eyes to its dark red wings, the feathers are closely arranged, the hair is red, and the roots are black, which seems to contain a strange mystery.

"It's the blood of the blood angel. However, besides the power of the blood angel's blood, there is another kind of blood power, but I can't judge it. However, although the power of this compound blood is not as good as Huahua's king-level blood, But it is already much stronger than ordinary bloodline power."

"Two bloodlines?"

Song Dong's eyes focused on the female slave's eyes again, the out-of-focus eyes seemed to say that for her, the whole world could not be condensed again.

"And there are more people watching secretly this time, and they all seem to be waiting for something."

In the huge Cloud Wing City, Song Dong didn't believe that no Duoyi tribe had discovered the power of this female slave's blood. This kind of potential tribe is not represented by the number of wings, and no Duoyi tribe really protected her. Among them There must be secrets that Song Dong doesn't know.

"Pity."

Without focus, it means that his body and mind are already in a state of seeking death. If he can't change it, then he is a living dead, and even if the power of blood is fully stimulated, he cannot become a real genius.

Soon, Song Dong retreated, and after being taught a lesson by the little master, he sighed in disappointment and left, starting his journey of choosing slaves.These days, there are many Yayi people who come to see the one-winged female slave, but none of them buy it. The behavior of this little nobleman did not attract too much attention.

After some selection, Song Dong selected [-] human slaves this time, all young and potential as last time, he thought today would pass like this, but something unexpected happened when he was about to leave .

In the slave market in the evening, some slave "stalls" had already started to close their stalls, but when a group of feathered men guarding this four-winged figure appeared in the slave market, these slave owners immediately gave up the idea of ​​closing their stalls, and put their last The good slaves were placed at the front, hoping that the Four Wings could see it, as if he had a little relationship with him, it was a great honor.

However, the four-winged man didn't pay much attention to those slaves, but went straight to the one-winged female slave.

"My sister, you haven't been sold yet."

The four-winged man attracted Song Dong and other onlookers as soon as he opened his mouth, and secretly ordered the little nobleman to leave. Song Dong unknowingly mixed in with the Asian-winged people and approached. At this time, all the Asian-winged people's eyes were caught What happened in the arena attracted attention, but no one noticed Song Dong.

However, the one-winged female slave still didn't respond after hearing Four Wings' words, as if she had already been completely cut off from this world.

"Hmph, pretend to be deaf and dumb, if it weren't for you, how could my family become like this, now the family will be ordered to enter the first floor to live with these wingmen, dirty Asian wingmen, and slaves , you are satisfied, it is because of you that we have reached the lowest level of Cloud Wing City."

"If you were my own sister, I would strangle you to death with my own hands!"

"If it wasn't for you, how could Master Yi Lin die? Your father was killed by you!"

"Why don't you die."

……

The male wing roared angrily, his hands were already shaking on the iron cage, but the one-winged female slave inside did not give him any response.

Song Dong also knew his identity from his words, but his eyes flashed, and he didn't know what he was thinking.

At this moment, a voice suddenly sounded from outside the crowd in the Asian wing.

"Yinan, you are enough!"

Another four-winged man came to the slave market. His graceful posture was sad and exhausted. His face was [-] to [-]% similar to the female slave in the iron cage. Song Dong knew his identity immediately.

The slave girl's mother.

"Wu Shuang, are you okay?"

Looking at the one-winged female slave, the woman was full of love and affection, her cheeks were covered with tears, and her palm stretched out as if to caress her daughter's face.

"Auntie, have you forgotten what the patriarch said, do you want to become a sinner of the family like Yi Wushuang?"

A cold voice made the woman's outstretched palm stop suddenly, and she began to tremble in mid-air, as if remembering something terrible.

Yi Wushuang, what a good name, Shan Yi is unparalleled.

"Hmph, he killed my uncle, don't you want to be killed by her too? This is a disaster that can overcome your father and your mother."

The woman struggled on her face, and the tears burst again, but looking at her daughter's still unfocused eyes, thinking of her innocent look before, thinking of her husband's determination, and his determination to fight to the death for her daughter, she trembled His hand suddenly became steady.

"No, Wushuang is not a disaster."

The palm reached out again, and this time she finally touched her daughter's face.

"Wushuang, it's my mother's fault. My mother didn't protect you well. Now my mother will take you home, to my mother's house!"

"Auntie, what are you doing!"

The iron cage was easily destroyed under the woman's hands, and there was no obstacle in front of the female slave. She entered it and hugged her daughter into her arms, trying to integrate her into it at all.

"Wushuang, mom will take you home."

"Auntie, do you know what you are doing?"

"I know that from now on, Wushuang is a matter of the Black Wing lineage, and has nothing to do with your Tianyi lineage."

"Black Wing, Auntie, do you know what you're talking about?"

"Of course I know." The woman's voice became resolute and cold, she no longer looked at her nephew, but looked at the prying figures around her and said, "I'm going to take my daughter away now, I see you Who dares to stop me."

As the woman said, she walked out of the cage holding her woman, but the slave girl's eyes were still out of focus.

"What a surprise."

Amidst Song Dong's soft emotion, the figures of the multi-winged tribesmen who were spying secretly appeared above the slave market, and their breaths were all locked on the woman. Song Dong felt that a conspiracy was about to start.