Dragon Herder

You can search for “Dragon Herder” in 100 degrees to find the latest chapter!

The frontier city in the wilderness was originally clear, mixed with the fragrance of grass.

But the city of stele will always be filled with a pungent smell.

This smell should be the fishy smell of the slaughter market, but it has never been sold here.

These people who have reasonable power to sell slaves are called mercenary camps. They are like vultures, always hovering near the war, waiting for the end of the war to start sharing the benefits.

At nightfall, another batch of slaves that were not sold were sent to the back of the monument wall one after another.

Behind a strong Earth Dragon, there is a long chain.

The chain passed through a group of slaves whose necks were trapped by thick ropes. These slaves had little strength and walked very hard, but they were half dragged and half pulled by the Earth Dragon in front.

“Old Ho, these slaves look very strong, aren’t they sold in quarries or mines? At least one person can sell 100 gold. Why are they brought here for processing?” A soldier patrolling nearby walked. Come, asked with some doubts.

“It’s really bad luck for eight lifetime’s bloody bad luck. They get sick, they will attract poison insects, and their skin is festering every day. Life is a torture, so let them be happy.” The helper called Lao He. said the slave vendor.

“That’s a pity, look at that kid, but he’s still young and handsome,” the officer said, pointing to a young man at the end of the team.

The youth’s face was black, ragged clothes and messy hair style, but it was a handsome Young Master after a little tidying up. The officers and soldiers looked a bit pity, if they were not sick, they would have been bought by those wealthy old women. …

“No way, this kind of disease that can cause poison insects can’t be cured,” said Lao He.

The youth is not someone else, it is Zhu Minglang who has been dressed up in disguise.

He pretends to be a slave, just and honorable mixing into it.

As for this shoddy noose, Zhu Minglang can’t create any constraints.

……

Pulled into the wall of the monument, Zhu Minglang observed carefully.

Seeing a group of people wearing black robes coming, they untied a long chain from Earth Dragon, and led the slaves inside like cows and sheep.

The headed person, although he is wearing a robe and hat, his eyes are covered with a red cloth…

There is a strange eye pattern painted on the black robe, blindfold, and chin, which feels like scarlet smeared with blood!

This thing, even though it looks like a human being, is still a blind, still showing a bit of evil and evil!

“No eye education?” Zhu Minglang stared at this person for a long time.

It seems that Wu Feng Senior Brother is right. Most of these people are doing evil.

This sect has given people an illusion of Buddhahood without desire for a long time. After it has grown, it has gradually exposed its nature!

Probably because they use slaves more often to make this kind of evil sacrificial offering, and this hasn’t been flattened by the people of the Supreme Court.

But how can such cancers continue to expand?

“Soon your pain will disappear.” The Eyeless Cultist said.

The slaves are very numb. They themselves are suffering from the toxins. Death is indeed a relief for them.

However, when they were pushed to the execution platform one by one and saw the hell-like picture of the furnace pool, all the slaves screamed in terror.

They tried to break free from the noose and wanted to escape from here, but they were screwed back one by one by the Wupao men.

The most terrifying thing is that on the execution platform with a thick layer of blood, the eyeballs in one place, those eyeballs are thrown away messily like gravel stones, and those in black robes even stepped on it…

“Don’t worry, you will also enjoy this honor.” The blindfolded man in black robe smiled.

“My lord, shall we help you?” a young man in a black robe asked.

“No, I like to do this kind of thing myself. I used to be a clumsy pedicure person. I accidentally got a little bloodshot from the toes of a noble man, and then his hands went out of my eyes. At first. , I was also clumsy when digging people’s eyes. Those people always screamed. Slowly, I became more proficient. The eyeballs were on my knife. It took a few seconds for the person to realize the pain… …” The blindfolded man in black robe laughed like a crow and chattered endlessly.

Zhu Minglang is in the group of slaves, watching this psychopath…

And the slaves even called their fathers and mothers, they thought they could blunt death, they had no extravagant hopes of being alive, how did they know that they would have to endure such pain and torture before death!

“You can’t die, can you dig again?” Zhu Minglang still couldn’t help but asked.

Even if there is such a perverted ceremony, and the others dig after death, it is better than a living execution.

“Of course not. If you die and then pick your eyes, how can you experience the true meaning of purposelessness? Without the eyes, you will not see fear. Without fear, you will have nothing to fear, nothing to worry about, and the heart can see the real truth. God,” said the man without eyes.

“But you were digging your eyes because of your poor craftsmanship. You were forced to dig, and you didn’t voluntarily serve the Eyeless God, as well as the rest of you. At the ceremony, you have eyes. It’s not the piety in your dirty heart. It’s better to dig first. We are following together and we all serve the eyeless god.” Zhu Minglang continued.

Those people in Wupao looked at each other in blank dismay.

I have been doing this work here for a few years. Which slave is standing here? Isn’t his legs weak and incontinence?

How can anyone think so clearly and make such a “small suggestion”?

The blindfolded Wupao man frowned, he passed through the group of frightened slaves, and walked towards the last place where Zhu Minglang was.

“So I was the only one who performed the gouging.” The blindfolded black-robed man coldly said.

With that, the eye-cutting knife in his hand lit up, and it seemed that he was going to start with the slave whose thinking was too clear.

But to be reasonable, he wants to cut Zhu Minglang’s tongue first!

Before he died, he also shaken the “military spirit” of his followers!

“grown ups!”

At this time, a black robe robust man ran up and said in a panic.

“What’s the matter waiting for me to cut this guy’s tongue first… Bah, first goug his eyes!” said the blindfolded man in Wupao.

“A group of experts are surrounding our monument wall.” Na Wupao Robust Man said.

“Do you know the origin?” Wupao leader Guo Chang asked.

“I know!” Zhu Minglang suddenly opened the mouth and said.

“Shut up!” The Wupao leader picked up the barbed knife and pierced Zhu Minglang’s eyes.

Zhu Minglang dodged easily. The nooses trapped on his body seemed to be hung on him, and they all fell off with a slight shake.

“I’m Zhao Yinge, the elder son of the Imperial Family. My son has been staring at your group of demons and evil cults for some time. Special experts have come to exterminate the cult!” Zhu Minglang said loudly.