Chapter 372
If he didn't know so much, it would be impossible to escape. Xiaobai stared at Ji Ze for two seconds, hesitated, and then drew out the two-handed sword behind his back: "You know too much."

"No, don't kill me, I am willing to be a slave!" Ji Ze shouted in panic.

Of course, Xiaobai can't really kill Yoshizawa with a sword. He is a god, and the laws of heaven and earth still need to be obeyed. Drawing the sword is just to scare him. Yoshizawa is still useful. After all, he is the messenger of the caravan, and he must know better than Hong There are many strong suns.

Hearing Ji Ze's shout, Hongmane Yanglie came in from the outside, looked at Ji Ze coldly, then came to Xiao Bai's side, waiting for Xiao Bai's order.

"To kill, or not to kill, that's a question." Xiao Bai squinted his eyes, as if he was asking Red Mane Yang Lie, or talking to himself.

"Don't kill, don't kill." Ji Ze said again and again.

"If you don't kill him, what should you do if you run again?" Xiaobai glanced at Ji Ze.

"I would like to be branded!" Yoshizawa said eagerly.

brand?Oh, yes, all slaves in the grasslands will be branded.

Xiaobai patted his forehead and forgot about it. He even asked the red-maned horse about the branding.

The reason why the slaves in the grassland are obedient and obedient is not because of the branding problem. This thing is not an ordinary memory, but comes from the gods. The life and death of the slaves are completely controlled by the gods, and then the gods grant the control of the slaves to the slave owner.

Grassland people are never afraid of slaves escaping. As long as they think about it, the slaves will be finished. Of course, the slave brand also has a range, and this range is the range of the gods. The circle of faith is useless.

After the gods granted the slaves to the slave owners, the range was different again. It was a range assigned by the slave owners. Xiaobai didn’t understand how this range was calculated. It was not given by the gods, but came from heaven and earth.

Generally speaking, the prairie slave brand is a very powerful means of control. Once branded, it will be very difficult to escape.

There is no such slave branding in the forest, so Xiaobai has no habit of branding slaves, so he gave Ji Ze a chance to escape.

Branding is not difficult. Use divine power to construct a mark belonging to the gods on the slave, and the divine power will penetrate into the soul of the slave to form a seed, and the slave branding is completed.

The less resistance a slave has, the less divine power it consumes, and the easier it is to mark the slave, and the opposite is true for those with strong resistance.

Slave branding is very simple and overbearing, which is why the prairie people are keen to capture slaves.

Generally, the gods will not take the initiative to reward the branding, and it is all done by the tribesmen themselves. The slave branding can barely be regarded as a semi-divine technique, it is very superficial.

Xiaobai is different, he can't give his token to the prairie people, and there are no reincarnation tribesmen here, so he can only rely on himself.

"Stretch your neck over here." Xiao Bai said lazily while holding the sword.

"..." Ji Ze became even more terrified. The person in front of him is a devil, right? If he wants to kill me, he still wants me to stretch my neck?
"Didn't you hear what the boss said?" Hongmane Yanglie, who had a bad temper with Ji Ze, roared and took a step forward.

Ji Ze quickly shrank back and said with a wince, "I don't want to die."

"I don't want to kill you, just stretch your neck over here." Xiaobai said still lazily.

"..." Ji Ze looked at the two-handed sword in Xiaobai's hand, silently pulled up the leather jacket twice, and shrank his neck inward.

"You're not a turtle, why shrink?" Xiaobai rolled his eyes.

"I don't want to die." Yoshizawa was about to cry.

"I'm just branding a slave, come here." Xiaobai waved at Ji Ze and said.

Ji Ze's eyes aimed at the two-handed sword in Xiaobai's hand again, then looked at Xiaobai's face, and said in his heart, crazy, you are holding a sword in your hand, let me go, you are not going to cut me.

Xiaobai finally noticed Ji Ze's eyes, moved down his eyes, and saw the sword in his hand, then suddenly, put the sword back into the scabbard on his back, and waved to Ji Ze again.

"You really don't want to kill me?" Ji Ze hesitated.

"Catch it." Ji Ze finally wore out Xiaobai's patience. He looked at the top of the tent and said with a sigh.

"Okay!" Hongmane Yanglie stepped forward with a sinister smile, grabbed Ji Ze by the hair, and dragged him in front of Xiao Bai.

Pressing Yoshizawa's head with one hand, the other hand pulled off Yoshizawa's clothes, exposing Yoshizawa's neck.

"Oh~ Mom~ Help~ I killed someone~" Yoshizawa screamed like killing a pig.

Xiaobai ignored Ji Ze, and moved his hand. Under the action of divine power, his hand began to glow, and he slowly pressed his hand on Ji Ze's neck.

The first time he used the slave brand, Xiaobai didn't know if he could succeed.

The divine power poured into Ji Ze's body along Xiaobai's hand, but it's the first time to use it, it's always a bit unfamiliar, it seems that the amount is not well controlled, and the irritation is a bit strong, Ji Ze screamed in pain, Kicking and kicking, struggling for a long time, finally couldn't help but rolled his eyes, and passed out.

Huh?Why are you still dizzy?
When he saw the tribal people in the wilderness branding slaves, he was fine, but when he came to him, he made people dizzy.

Xiaobai raised his hand suspiciously, looked at the location of the brand mark, and the corners of his mouth twitched.

A reddened, white smoked, familiar palm print appeared in front of him. On the palm of the "palm barbecue", there was a black skull brand, and black blood vessels could be seen around it.

Hongmane Yanglie poked his head for a glance, couldn't help shrinking his neck, looked at Xiaobai with a strange look, is the brand of the boss so domineering?
This is not branding, it is obviously that the boss is hungry and wants to eat barbecue, no wonder Ji Ze struggled so hard just now, this f*ck is cooked, who can stand it.

"Mistakes, mistakes, I'm not very proficient yet, once I'm acquainted with it twice, it's good to do it a few more times." Xiaobai said to Hongmane Yanglie with an awkward smile.

"Hehe..." Hongmane Yanglie swallowed and laughed dryly.

Ji Ze, who had just woken up, was heartbroken when he heard Xiaobai say that he once knew the truth twice, and after hearing it a few more times, he hiccupped and passed out again.

And this time it is not cooked, next time it will be baked?
You must be an evil god!
Yoshizawa's heart is broken.

"Find someone to watch him, and come to me when he wakes up." Xiaobai nodded towards Hongmane Yanglie, turned around and went out, he had to leave, the scene was too embarrassing, who the hell has seen this beating a slave The meat is cooked through the branding. This is not using a soldering iron in the previous life. This is something that can be easily done with supernatural power.

Hongmane Yanglie glanced at Ji Ze, threw it aside casually, and called two wilderness slaves to let them look after him.

(End of this chapter)

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