Rebirth: Degenerate Slave Abuses Tyrant

Not far away, screaming, pleading, and screaming gradually weakened, Long Xuan had a mound, and he did not ride horses, but walked to the low-lying land where the air was condensed with strong **** smell.

"His Royal Highness," Ning Fei saw Long Xuan came over and walked up to say: "It has been disposed of, but there," Ning Fei pointed to their left side, to Long Xuandao: "Not yet approved."

Long Xuan looked to his left side, and there were still more than 500 people on the other side. "Trial?" He asked Ning Feidao: "What are you going to judge? Who are these people?"

"They are all servants," Ning Fei said. "A few children of Mohs were hidden by them. At the end, they will find ways to let them hand over these children."

Long Xuan went to the group of servants, while looking at the corpses stacked in the low-lying land, the body of the body, and Ning Feidao: "Let's go check it, then set it on fire."

Ning Fei went to the death.

"Master," an old servant who was there, saw Long Xuan come to the front, and he gave Long Xuan’s head: "We are all just people, and have nothing to do with Mohs."

"How could it matter?" Long Xuan looked at the children who were guarded by the women of several servants. They were dressed in servants, dirty faces, and could not see the original face. He looked at the old man again. Servant: "You are raised by Mohs."

"Master," the old servant asked on the ground: "The little people are just the ones who are trying to survive, and ask the lord to give up and let go of the little ones."

"Then give up your little master," Long Xuan said: "I will give you a way to live."

"There are no small masters, and the masters are dead," said the old servant.

Long Xuan looked back and walked to Ning Fei behind him.

"The people under the family have passed the genealogy, saying that the number of children is wrong," Ning Fei whispered to Longxuan.

"Then don't have to leave them," Long Xuan said, he was leaving. "All killed."

The cry of crying rang when Long Yin’s voice was still falling.

"Great Master!" A servant who guarded the children shouted at the moment.

Long Xuan stopped and looked at the servant. Seeing this woman in front and behind, carrying two babies.

The servant untied the baby behind her from the body and gave it to Long Xuan to say, "This is the child of Mohs, you take it!"

"You are an unfamiliar monk!" The old servant who had just slammed his head to Long Xuan, saw the servant hand over the baby, and yelled at the servant. "The Moh master is not thin, you are a wife." Don't die!"

The servant lifted the baby, crouched on the ground, crying, and said in his mouth: "I want to live, I don't want to die."

The old servant was awkward, and even remembered coming to Long Xuan.

The guards next to Long Xuan looked at the face of Long Xuan. When he came up, he turned the old servant to the ground again. He stepped on the neck of the old servant and stepped on the neck of the old servant.

This scene scared other servants, and everyone snorted.

Long Xuan took the baby from the servant's hand, and the baby was held in the hand by Long Xuan. After feeling uncomfortable, he cried. "Only this one?" Long Xuan asked the servant.

The servant was kneeling on the ground just crying, crying and unable to speak.

Long Xuan took the baby's hand and waved, crying baby, was thrown into the raging fire burning the body, and the wow of the wow stopped.

The servant's fingers were buckled into the dirt, and the nails on the fingers were broken in the ground. They all said that they were ten fingers, but the servants could not feel the pain in their hands.

"Do you have such a swearing method, are you not afraid of hurting your baby?" Long Xuan asked.

The servant listened to the words of Long Xuan, and almost straightened the body on the ground. Just want to look up at Long Xuan, and then say something to ask for mercy, the servant felt that the chest was empty, and fixed his eyes, the baby in her arms was also taken in the hands of Long Xuan, "Old, lord?" The servant looked horrified Long Xuan, "That is your own child, you give him back, give it back!" She extended her hand to Long Xuan. The hands were shaking, and Ning Fei, who stood on the side of Long Xuan, suspected that Long Xuan would return the child even if the woman returned. The woman could not hold the baby.

This time, Long Xuan looked at the baby in his hand and said: "You are a woman with a dark skin. I didn't expect to have such a white child. Is this your biological child?"

The servant said in a row: "Yes, yes, Grand Master, he is the son of a beggar."

"You are not what you are," Long Xuan’s voice suddenly softened again. He said to the servant: "Your loyalty is commendable, but unfortunately you are not my great week's people."

The servant looked at Long Xuan inexplicably.

Long Xuan threw the baby in his hand in front of the servant.

"His Royal Highness?" Ning Fei screamed and screamed Long Xuan.

Under the blazing fire, people saw that the baby was thrown on a pointed stone by the dragon, and the small head was almost split into two halves. The blood of the red blood and the white flower flowed to the ground.

The servant went to the babies who were dying, and the screams in their mouths were no longer human voices.

"His Royal Highness, why are you?" Ning Fei never thought that there would be such awkward people in the world, and asked the eyebrows.

"This is the child of Mo's." Long Xuan is also willing to explain a few words to Ning Fei. "The child of the owner can't be frozen, so he will be in his arms. His own child will have to be behind him." The hair is cold."

"She surrendered her own biological son?" Ning Fei looked at the dead baby in the face of the ground, and there was a word in his mouth. It seemed to be a servant who had fallen asleep on the dead baby's brain. .

"Moss is loyal," Long Xuan said: "If you want to come to the servant, you will not be a small, greedy person. Unfortunately, you can't do it for me." Long Xuan turned and walked away from Ning Fei, and said: "Don't stay." ”

"I recognize you! You are the second emperor of the Zhou Dynasty, Long Xuan!" A servant yelled in the crowd: "You can't even let a baby! God is watching! You will have retribution! Dragon Xuan, you must not It’s okay! I’m going to wrap you around, seeing what you can do!”

Ning Fei made a killing gesture to his sergeant.

Long Xuan went to the camp with his own guard. He couldn’t see the anger on his face. As usual, it was cold.

Ning Fei looked at another tú\'shā in front of him, and he didn't even know when the sky began to drop rain. The mud under the feet has been soaked in blood, and the **** smell in the air makes people breathe. The mourning before the death of the people fills the brain, burning the fire of the body, so that everyone has nowhere to go. Ning Fei, who is in the blood prison, suddenly began to miss the girl who wanted him to compete in the moon. He recalled Fu Wei’s smile. Ning Fei wanted to go back to Fu Wei’s side. All this is just a nightmare, then maybe Fu Wei can wake him up.

Long Xuanfei horse rushed back to the camp, people have not dismounted, they asked the official door of the Tuen Mun: "Can Luo Sangong be back?"

"There will be no Luo Sangong at the end," the Tuen Mun official said.

Long Xuan turned his head and went to the battlefield ahead. He thought, Luo Wei is trapped in the two military arrays?