full-time ability

Chapter 547

There are always many unexpected things in a person's life.

The young serfs, who didn't even have their own names, never left the village.The view on life is only a few simple words, work non-stop, and then the serf owner will give food.

Every serf who lost his freedom was like this. He was a two-legged animal, beating and scolding at will, working hard without complaint.What is imprisoned is not only their bodies, but also their minds.

Facing a few strangely dressed people with swords on their waists, commenting on him, his instinct was to kneel on the ground and call out, sir.

In his simple mind, those whose clothes can cover the whole body are remarkable figures, who can easily decide his life or death.

There were several people in strange clothes, laughing, laughing, pointing, contemptuous, mocking, and contemptuous.But as a serf, he didn't care about all of this, he was used to it anyway.

What surprised the young serf was that these strangely dressed people were obviously extremely noble and had a prominent status.Even the serf owner who owns a village, hundreds of serfs, and has the highest rights, bows and bows to them with great respect.

The young serf is then chained and bound to a large, fierce bird.

The big bird screamed, which made the serf dizzy. With a wave of its wings, it took him into the air and walked through the clouds.

High above the sky, there was a strong wind. Although dizzy and stomach churning, he could see the magnificent mountains and rivers and the beautiful scenery. The young serf felt that his life was not in vain.

During several breaks on the way to replace the big bird, the young serf almost vomited out his stomach. Fortunately, he was in good health and did not pass out.

After such a turbulent journey, in less than half a day, before the sun set, we finally arrived at our destination.

What he saw was a magnificent city with tall walls and a wide moat.There are majestic buildings, row upon row, resplendent and resplendent, and the streets are full of traffic and people coming and going.

The beauties on the street are gorgeously dressed and graceful, and they are ten thousand times more beautiful than the Ruhua in the serf owner's house. The serf couldn't help but think so.

In a daze, the serf was taken to a heavily guarded place, surrounded by strong palace walls, and groups of guards in armor patrolled repeatedly.

Walking in, passing through several female walls, you can see many beautiful women walking through them, Yingying, Yanyan, colorful.

When he got closer, he saw a majestic palace, all made of gold. Against the background of the setting sun, it shone with dazzling golden light, and the young serf couldn't help being stunned.

Is this the place where the emperor lives?Occasionally, adventurers passed by in the village, and some bards told that the place where the emperor lived was a house made entirely of gold.

I thought it was the size of a small two-story building where serf owners lived, but I didn't expect it to be such a magnificent palace.

Someone drove him into the wing room next to the Golden Hall, pushed him into the pool, took a simple bath, and changed into a suit of clothes that covered his whole body.

The young serf was also a little smug, and the clothes covered his whole body, which was an improvement in status.

I don't know what a good thing it is to meet the emperor. Does the emperor want to marry his daughter to me?Since then, I have lived a life of rich clothes and fine food, and no one beats or scolds me anymore.

Human beings always have some unrealistic fantasies, and the status of a serf does not prohibit the leap of thought.

Inside the Golden Hall, the young serf saw everything as fresh as ever.When he saw an extremely majestic old man wearing a crown on the high throne, he hurriedly knelt on the ground, trembling unconsciously.

It's an instinctive awe.

Beside the throne, stood a tall and thin old man holding a staff, wearing a sacrificial robe, and his eyes were shining.

The old man wearing the crown asked in a deep voice, "Is that the person?"

The royal guards who followed all the way behind quickly knelt down: "Go back to the emperor, this is the right person."

"This matter is very important, it's better to confirm it." The old man wearing the crown said suspiciously.

The tall and thin old man holding the staff hurriedly responded, and clapped his hands. From the back hall, supported by two maids, a young girl walked out, wearing a bright red robe.

The young serf peeked out and couldn't help being stunned. He had never seen such a beautiful woman.

The young girl has a graceful figure and picturesque eyebrows, but her face is strangely pale, and her beautiful eyes are almost lifeless, with boundless exhaustion, which seems to be dimmed at any time.

If it wasn't for the help of the palace maid, she could fall down at any time.

The old man holding the staff was a little distressed, but also a little helpless: "Ling'er, take a closer look at the identity of this man."

The girl tried her best to open her eyes, glanced at the young serf, and forced out two words: "Demon Emperor."

The secret of heaven was leaked, and it turned against her, Yushan fell, and the girl fell to the ground softly, with a kind of relieved beauty on her pretty face.Holding the staff, the old man hurried over, sniffed the girl's breath, and shook his head sadly.

"If that's the case, then it's right, let's prepare for the ceremony." On the throne, an extremely majestic voice came again.

The gate of the palace opened, and the palace guards brought in a large four-legged tripod. The body of the tripod was rectangular, big enough to hold a person, the rim was thick, and the outline was straight. A demon's head was carved on each side.

Another guards brought buckets of black and red liquid and poured them into the tripod.

Under the cauldron, the magic spar array was ignited, and soon, the liquid in the cauldron violently churned.

Although the young serf had little knowledge, seeing this situation, his simple thoughts seemed to understand a little bit.

"This is, you want to cook me and eat the meat." Thinking of this, the serf couldn't help but tremble.

Five old men in sacrificial robes, headed by the old man holding the magic staff, circled around the boiling cauldron, muttering words, and continuously threw some herbs, like red toads, into the cauldron.

The steam on the tripod turns into various magical shapes, such as flying dragons, noble phoenixes, terrifying demons, ferocious ghosts, and so on.

Suddenly, the cauldron shook violently, splashing liquid, as if something was about to crawl out of the cauldron.

The five old men in sacrificial robes accelerated the frequency of chanting mantras, and ran around the tripod body at a faster speed, trying to suppress it, but it seemed to have little effect, and the tripod body shook more and more.

From behind the high throne, two figures wrapped in a black light group stepped out. They stepped to the side of the tripod. Two magic vines stretched out from the stiff golden floor, wrapping the tripod tightly.

The tripod's body still couldn't stop shaking, completely uncontrollable.Suddenly, a magic vine flew up and grabbed a guard. The tip of the magic vine swept across the guard's neck, and a ball of blood sprayed into the tripod, and the shaking weakened slightly.

It was just this move that shocked many of the royal guards, feeling apprehensive, but unable to resist.

At this time, the young serf who was prostrate on the ground stopped trembling all over, and a strange feeling came to his heart, as if there was something inside the cauldron, echoing his heart from afar.

Evil thoughts welled up in his heart, and the young serf turned his face to the ground, and no one saw the fierce light in his eyes.

Another guard was caught by the magic vine, his throat was cut to let out blood, and he died unexpectedly, and his body was thrown aside.The guards were all in danger, their eyes were terrified, and they stepped back unconsciously. No one noticed the young serf, who crawled under the throne little by little.

"Even if you die, I will spray your blood all over you."

The serf suddenly jumped up and shouted, like a thunderbolt from the nine heavens, he climbed up the steps in a few steps, leaped high, like a goshawk fighting a rabbit, and threw himself on the old man with the crown on the throne.

He clearly saw that there was also a look of panic in the eyes of the great emperor who had all the power over the world.

(End of this chapter)