Banished to Another World

C_t; In the evening, Wu Shangqi really sent people to pick up hundreds of camps.

Strictly, I thought that everyone would have nothing to do with the past, let’s take a look at the living standards of the King’s family in Midtown.

Other people in Jiuyuan are also very interested. Even the curse also said that Black Soil City has a few good foods.

As a result, the waiter who came to the front of the shack in Jiuyuan was very proud to say: "The singer invited only a few warriors who participated in the war, and no one else could go."

The expressions of the people of Jiuyuan, who were very excited to follow, were all solidified.

The waiter swept away the group of low-ranking tribes in shabby leather, and did not hide his arrogance, even if he was only a waiter.

The waiter's gaze finally fell on the tallest and strongest battle. "Who are the original battles? Are you? If so, let me go, celebrate, start, hurry, don't delay the time."

The original war tongue spring thunder, "roll!"

The waiter was shocked. It seemed that he did not expect that a low-ranking tribal warrior would dare to disrespect him. Although he was only a waiter, he was the waiter of the king's brother. Even the nobles would not be so ugly.

The more people with a little power, the more they care about face problems, and this waiter is one of them. He did not hide his expression like the master of his service, and the anger caused by shame in his heart was brought to his face. "What do you say? Say it again!"

Ding Fei sneered, "Our leader shouted you to roll, you didn't hear it? We have to repeat it again? Then you listen, roll!"

Strictly beckoning, everyone turned directly back to the house. Before the curse went, the finger slammed.

The waiter’s face sank and he stared at the original battle: “Are you sure this is your reply? This is an invitation from an adult.”

The original battle was at the end, and the door was photographed on the face of the waiter.

In fact, the threshold was at least one meter away from the waiter's face, but the waiter felt that the door was directly on his face.

The two slaves who followed the waiter bowed their heads and dared not say a word.

The waiter turned and slammed a young slave behind him, more like a venting anger on him.

The slave screamed and could not stop begging for mercy.

Another slave trembled and reached the ground.

The wooden door opened, and the original battle of a bad mood flew up and kicked the waiter out of the bar, and closed the door "砰".

The big men including Wu Shangyu sent a lot of waiters to pick up people tonight, and many of the 100 camps opened their doors at this time.

To this end, there are many people who saw the scene of the Jiuyuan Warrior kicking the flying waiter.

The slave kneeling on the ground quickly climbed up to see the waiter, and the waiter spit out blood in his mouth. The whole man was in a big character and was unconscious on the ground.

Blackwater wins the stone and sees the waiter's end. He smiles at the waiter who is coming to meet him.

The waiter’s exit suddenly became respectful: "Blackwater adults, I am coming to greet you at the palace to attend the celebration ceremony. Because the palace is limited, there are many people attending the celebration. You can only bring up to two people. People, please also forgive me."

The opposite side of the Donan head, Aguda, pinched his fist, and the waiter who had just finished speaking immediately stepped back a few steps.

Aguada no expression, "Want to start? Let's go."

In the end, Blackwater won the stone with the river bank and another tribe. The Dona was all the warriors who fought in the battle. They followed the waiter to the palace to eat and drink.

The waiter who was kicked out by the original battle was quietly carried away by the patrolling soldier. The slave who was still in good condition followed, but the slave who was kicked by the waiter could not stand up and lay frozen. On the land, no one asked.

If there are no Jiuyuan people, wait until the night passes, his frozen body may be removed by the cleaned slaves, and perhaps the hundred camps who will go to feed the beasts.

The wooden door was not so soundproof, and listened to the 呻/吟 that gradually disappeared from the door and finally disappeared, letting Ding Fei open the door and lift the slave in.

It's not that he wants more of this, but he doesn't care if he hears it, the guide won't let him go.

The young slave was not hurt very badly, and he was frozen for a while. He was unconscious after being carried in. Because he has been protecting his face, everyone was surprised to find that the boy looks pretty good.

Strictly seeing the child's face, the subconscious smiled and touched, and the eyes flashed a bit of doubt at the same time, the child's looks...

The original war saw a stern move, and my heart was once again irritated. Read the full text of the latest chapter. He doesn't want to see his silence. It is good for others, no matter who it is!

"Oh, this kid doesn't seem to be big." Ding Fei gently poked the boy's face.

The teenager is not too thin, but there are many old injuries and new injuries on the body, and there are traces of whipping on the back.

Ding Ning opened the hand of his younger brother and took off the clothes of the young slaves with a light hand. "The whole body is hurt, and the face is still intact."

There are no outsiders in the house, and the original battle directly raised the land under the young people and formed a platform.

Strictly wash your hands and start to bone the child.

The curse shook his finger and smacked his ear. "Idiot, there is no mental power."

Speaking harshly, "Master, you said that I no longer call me an idiot, and although the mental power is very useful, but the feeling of the hand can not lose the reads;."

The curse squeezed the juvenile arms and legs, as if nothing was heard.

Strictly checking the juveniles with traditional methods and mental strength, that is, he has seen more cruel and horrible things, and can not help but swear: "Just to discourage, as for!"

Ding Ning also frowned. Under the strict adjustment/teaching, he can also diagnose the obvious symptoms. "The child's calves and arms have been fractured."

Strictly added: "More than that, the ribs also broke two. And he had a little blood on his left upper abdomen. Now it is not long, the weather is cold, and the traces of blood are not obvious, but in fact his spleen is also kicked and bleeding. "Thanks to the mental strength, it allows him to "see" the patient's body more clearly.

Fractures are not difficult to treat, but spleen bleeding is more troublesome.

The original battle felt that his foot was still light.

The curse of the witch is to see what he is thinking, and he laughs and laughs: "The waiter who looks down on the person will continue to suffer if he is injured."

Everyone's eyes lit up together. Since I knew that the old man was a cursed ancestor or the master of their priests, everyone was looking forward to seeing the old man bullying.

"Master, I always want to ask you, what is the principle of this unfortunate curse?" After asking the old man, he turned his head and told Ding Ning Dingfei to prepare for surgery, but he thought that he would change his mouth and say no.

"Principle? Surgery?" The old man is more interested in what the apprentice has to do.

"Right, Master, do you have something to glue on your hand? You have to absorb the body and it is harmless to people."

"Adhesive? What do you want this to do?"

"The child's spleen has broken, but it's not very broken. I'm going to stick the wound with adhesive first, and fix it if it doesn't work well."

"I understand, you are going to cut the belly of this little slave and put his spleen directly to stop bleeding and repair, right?"

"Correct."

"You don't think this is very troublesome?" the old man wondered. "You can feed him to stop bleeding medicine. He will slowly grow his own reading."

"I know that the rupture of the spleen is not serious enough to grow slowly, but the child has more bleeding and it is safer to have surgery." He intends to bring the child into the laboratory for surgery, where there are ready-made operating tables and surgical tools.

The old man fell into meditation, "cut open, put the medicine directly on the injured internal organs, and then stimulate the drug, ah... good idea, why didn't I think? This can be much better! So can I let other people's internal organs? How many disappeared directly?"

I am afraid of him, you have new inspiration, don’t say it? In order to prevent his master from popping up more new "injury", he quickly urged the old man to discuss the medicine.

I didn't expect the old man to really have it. He not only took out a kind of branch that could have mucus without smashing it, but also pulled out some good medicines.

Strictly see a herb that the old man pulled out, and took it up one step forward. "Three-seven? Master, where did you collect this herb? Forget it, wait for me to come out and tell me, I will take this first. The boy is cured."

Strictly put all the herbs into the pockets, let Ding Fei and answer the boy into the inner room, and no one should disturb, close the door, and take the boy into the laboratory.

It takes a thousand scum to enter a lab. If you just save an irrelevant person, it is really not cost-effective for him, but he has a little guess about the boy’s life and wants to use the instrument inside. The teenager did a detailed inspection.

The original battle followed the small room, and saw that the young man went to the temple of the ancestral **** with the boy, and the atmosphere was unstable at the moment.

Why do you pay attention to this little slave so much? Why do you want to bring the other person to the treatment of the Temple of the Gods? Because the boy looks better than him? fall!

Outside the door, the cursed witch's ears were carefully listened to the door panel.

The apprentice was too bad, and he was not allowed to go in together. But he let the size go in!

Hey, this old boy must have some secrets. See Master, I will dig it out for you!

Ding Fei's cat waist stands behind the old man. "Zhu Wu Daren, what did you hear?"

Answer: "Hey!" The priest is an adult, someone is eavesdropping!

The cursed witch slaps on the answering head. "Don't think you can't understand me! I curse you until tomorrow morning."

Answer: "...?!" The priests help me, I really can't call the sound!

Ding Fei laughed and deliberately teased him: "You call, you call, you call me to listen! Can't you come out?"

Ding Ning looked at the second child, smiled and shook his head, kneeling / body to water, soil and cinder in a certain proportion of honeycomb coal.

Ice is not disdain to follow the mix, he originally wanted to continue to make arrows, can see Ding Ning busy, but also used to build a honeycomb coal.

This thing is very difficult to do at first, but it is very simple after being proficient. At present, even the children of Jiuyuan are doing very well. Of course, the priests taught that it is better to burn coal and to save too much black smoke.

And everyone compared the direct burning of coal and burning honeycomb coal, and found that the difference is not small.

After about an hour or so, the original war took the boy out and went to the skin of the corner.

Strictly followed the walk out of the hut, as soon as he came out, he saw that he was grievously rushing over and rushed over, his mouth was still wide, "...!!!"

Strictly, "?"

Ding Fei is still laughing. "He wants to sue, and the ancestors cursed him until tomorrow morning."

Strictly and sympathetically touched the brain of the answer, "Oh, don't cry, it will be fine tomorrow morning."

The original battle came over the neck of the answer and tore him out of his stern arms.

Answer: "..." The tragic life is four words! He wants to be stronger!

The young slave is still asleep.

Strictly seeing that everyone did not go to the palace to eat a meal, out of compensation, a bunch of delicious food from the pocket, the barbecue is still hot when it comes out.

At first glance, there are meat, fruit, meat cakes made of earthen fruit powder, new radishes and sticks called sweet rods. Everyone immediately lost their hands and lived all the way to the stone benches that the chiefs had just made. ;

Although the answer can not speak, but this does not hinder his appetite at all, he also decided to eat more tonight to make up for his injured little heart.

Jiuyuan has no rules for eating and drinking. On the contrary, every time you have a dinner, everyone will talk and laugh, and will also sing and dance. Tonight is no exception.

"Master, what is the principle of the cursed person's unlucky? Can you say it?" Yan Mo, one hand on the knee of the original battle, asked very relaxedly.

The original war smashed the broken leg bones and picked the bone marrow inside with chopsticks and fed it to his priest.

Strictly look up and open your mouth.

See you can't come out, the original battle continues.

Other people are not surprised.

The cursed witch looked at the two people with a little bit of distress, the two were so sticky, will the size be willing to go after it?

Distressed and distressed, the old man licked a large piece of meat and swallowed the meat piece almost without chewing.

"Master? Do you like this taste? Eat more, I have bee milk, use this to taste better on the barbecue."

The curse was full of oil, and he found that his apprentice was a good thing, and the things he made were delicious!

"Do you ask the principle of the curse? This word is interesting. The curse is unlucky, in fact, this is also a kind of spiritual influence."

The people sitting around the stone bench erected their ears and eavesdropped. They watched the curse and sorrowful sorrow, and they were very happy when they let go of their hearts. His master was really good, at least not cherished.

The curse saw someone listening to him and he was very happy. He was cursing the witch. In Wucheng, everyone saw that he was hiding. No one dared to provoke him, but no one dared to get close to him, even him. The waiters and slaves who were received were also afraid to approach him, as if they were afraid of being cursed by him. Humph! Look at the bears of those people. If he does not throw a few curses to send them, isn’t he sorry for their "expectation"?

Therefore, his disciple is well received, even the disciples are very good, everyone is not afraid of him, but also likes to be close to him! In the future, Jiuyuan was covered by him. Whoever dares to harm Jiuyuan, he cursed who!

The curse is so high-spirited that I don’t understand it. He also explains it very easily. “The first curse is that the medium will be better, because we can find the soul fluctuations of the person who wants to curse through the medium, and then build a medium through the media. Channel, this channel allows the curator to send the power of his soul to the soul of the cursed, and then affect the readings."

"How do you make a person unlucky? In fact, the curse uses the power of his own soul to influence the cursed person. For example, the cursed person sees a pit on the road. He does not want to step on it. He was already prepared to avoid it. But after being affected, he will subconsciously step into the pit. For another example, the cursed person wants to say good things to a powerful warrior. As a result, after being influenced by the power of the curator's soul, he not only does not say good things to people, but also He said a very harsh word, so that powerful fighter to beat him is not surprising. "

Strictly understood, he also said the same thing: "The spiritual influence of the execution of the curse may be a few things, but once a few disasters are linked together, the cursed person will feel that he is unlucky, and then everything will be encountered. I feel that I am cursed. And the worse his mental state is, the more he complains, the easier it is to do wrong things, and it is easy to be rejected. The result is a vicious circle. Only the more unlucky is not the most unlucky. Right? Master?"

The curse nodded, "That's it!"

"The last time the jailer touched someone else, it would make others unlucky. Isn’t Master your spiritual power to pass on other people to the person being touched? Then let the person who is touched be unlucky? ”

Curse witch, "It's not bad. But this curse must be a very powerful curse of the soul to be able to cast. Usually the ordinary little curse is poisoned with drugs at most. And the jailer can not let everyone know that." Unlucky, your master's power of my soul is strong, but at the far distance, it can only affect ordinary people. It is difficult for the soldiers above the second level to be affected. So the person is hated by the people around, but Did not attract the attention of the upper level of the black soil city and the temple."

"This is already very powerful." Strictly and heartily.

Ding Ning Ding Fei has become a star of the eye, especially admiring the old man.

After answering the decision, there are delicious fish heads that are also divided by the old man.

Ice... Look at the sorrow, thinking that the priest is the priest. If you go out, you will be able to find such a powerful curse. After that, Jiuyuan will come to a lot of powerful people?

The old man was spurred by the eyes of everyone's worship, and he didn't have any scruples when he spoke. He told him all the curses he had done in the past.

For example, his old man once cursed the temple of the witch city, the priest was getting fatter and fatter, and he couldn’t get out even the door of the temple.

For example, his old man once saw that the city of Fire City was not pleasing to the eye, and cursing the blood of a family could never appear as a blood soldier of level 9.

For example, he also cursed the high priest of the temple in Mucheng, letting all men see her and fleeing, and could not find a match/object with a hundred years. Yes, the high priest of the Mucheng Shrine is a woman, or a big beauty.

For example, in the city of sound, he cursed the best son of the city owner for ten years and could not make a sound. This is a terrible curse for a high-ranking warrior who attacks with sound.

For example, Shuicheng, empty city...

Suddenly and swallowed a sip of water, trembled and asked: "Master, you tell me, nine out of the city, you have no curse?"

The curse smirked smugly. "Know that your Master is the most powerful and greatest curse of all that is recognized by everyone? Because the people of the nine great cities are afraid of me."

Speaking silently to heaven, he knows that misfortunes are always dependent! God gave him a **** assistant, but he also bought one for nine. No, it was sent to the enemy of nine n-th power.

Finally, he cautiously asked: "Master, who cursed you in Tucheng?"

"Tucheng, I think about it." The curse looked up and recalled, "Oh, remember, their temple, the high priest, the second priest, was cursed by me, and their lord woman, the woman is very annoying, I am also jealous. Cursed her. Others, probably cursed some high-ranking warriors, when the woman sent a lot of people who wanted to kill me, all cursed me back."

After the curse was finished, he suddenly found that everyone was quiet. At this time, he remembered what he was like to slap his head: "Oh, are you going to Tucheng? Nothing, don't be afraid, there is me, you just want to toss Big deal, then fight with the priests in their temple!"

Strictly, I don’t know what to say. He looks at the original battle. He suddenly wants to persuade him: Let’s go home, let people know that you have stolen the earth’s bloodstone, and let people know that the curse is my master. This new hatred has accumulated, and they and Tucheng are definitely not dead end!

Looking at his twitching expression in the original battle, he reached out and licked his face and was about to say something.

"Oh." The wooden door outside was ringing.