Seeing his appearance, Nu Tou felt itchy, and couldn't help reminding him: "If you follow me, I can raise both of your children in the future, how about it?"
Yan Mo: ... Not really. I really didn't expect that there would be a day when he would be persecuted by bullies, and I always felt that it was ridiculous for this kind of thing to happen to him! Even if he is coveted, it shouldn't be his body, but his ability.
Damn, what exactly is his ability? Why can't he remember anything
The slave has longed for Yan Mo several times, and he has long been obsessed. Now, seeing Yan Mo's "weakness and powerlessness" after seeing a serious illness for the first time and after being tossed hard, he can't help but think of him a few days ago. The scene where Yuan Zhan was "working" with Yan Mo in front of everyone in the snow, thinking of the excitement, he couldn't help swallowing a few mouthfuls of saliva.
The whip slid down, and a hand reached out to the young man's cheek.
"Crack." Yan Mo couldn't bear it anymore, and opened the slave's palm forcefully.
The slave turned his face and ordered the bone soldiers: "Drag him to the thatched shed over there!"
Qi Yuan rushed over and knelt down and begged: "My lord, this lowly slave is ignorant, please forgive me! I will punish him to do more work, and I won't give him today's food..."
"Get out!" The slave whip hit Qi Yuan's face.
The bone soldiers grabbed Yan Mo and took him to the thatched shed not far away. There was a temporary resting place where the slave head supervised everyone's work. There were simple floors and a fire pit inside.
Yan Mo didn't struggle desperately, he was accumulating energy and waiting for the opportunity.
All the other slaves saw this scene, but most of them lowered their heads as if they didn't hear or see it. A few looked at both sides with sympathy and hatred, but there was nothing they could do.
Yan Mo didn't hear the voices of the two children, guessing that they might go to fight.
Qi Yuan still wanted to stop him, but he didn't dare to delay even after being whipped twice.
Yan Mo was thrown into the grass shed.
The serving slaves had already started to light the fire pit with firewood. Although it was cold inside the thatched shed, it was still much better than outside.
On the left side of Yan Mo was the fire pit. He turned over and rested his right hand on the edge of the fire pit.
The slave came in.
"Wait, I have something to tell you." Yan Mo said calmly.
The slave sneered, a little impatiently asking, "What other conditions do you have?"
"You are only satisfied with being a slave? Don't you want a higher status? I can help you."
The slave was taken aback for a moment, and then laughed, "You help me? Well, well, then take off your clothes and serve me well, and if you make me comfortable, it will be considered that you have helped me a lot!"
"Do you just want a slave? Or a slave who already has a partner and a child? Don't you want nobler, more beautiful men and women? Don't you want those who used to be high above to kneel at your feet?"
The slave grabbed Yan Mo's hair and forced him to lift his face, pinched his chin, and sneered: "You lowly slave want to seduce me? I know who you are and what you can do, Yanshan clan You are a priest, right? You can find salt veins, and you can use herbs to heal people. These skills are very good, but I am not rare at all! There are adults from the Bone Refining Clan, how many of these things do we want? I I just want you to serve me well and fuck you until you cry and scream! If you behave better, I can save the life of your man and your child. If you continue to resist, I will kill you even if there is an order from above. The original battle!"
Yan Mo's heart was cold, but there was a smile on his face, "I never expected to seduce you, it's just sleeping, whoever you sleep with, do you really think I care so much? I just feel that it's a pity, I can see You are not a simple person. You should be more than just a slave. I rejected you earlier because I just wanted to do things for you cleanly and without getting involved. Finding salt and herbs is just one of my skills as a priest , I still have a secret, this secret is what the adults of the Bone Refining Clan also want to know, otherwise why do you think they didn't let you kill Yuan Zhan and me?"
Three points of desire disappeared on Nutou's face, showing seven points of doubt, "Don't try to lie to me! The higher authorities don't let me kill Yuanzhan and you, but to make the slave soldiers of the Yanshan and Yuanji tribes work better. If You have such a secret, how can you keep it until now?"
"Because I am a priest, as long as I don't want to, no one can learn that secret from me."
"What's the secret?"
"All I can say is about... the Old Gods."
"Ancient God? Which Ancient God? What about the Ancient God?"
"My family has a legend that only the priests know. According to the legend, as long as you get the approval of that ancient god, you can accept his inheritance."
The slave let go of him, and took a step back, "I don't believe you. If you have such a secret, why didn't you tell the master Bone Refiner in exchange for the freedom of you and your child?"
"The Bone Refining Clan killed my people, drove my people to work for them, and even captured me and my family as slaves. If you were treated like this, would you tell your enemies such secrets?"
"Then why did you tell me?" There was another sneer on the slave's face.
"First, because you are not a bone refiner. Second, as a priest, I can see that you are extraordinary. Although I don't have the ability to prophesy, I can see the light on you. Third, you are responsible for governing me and My family, if I dedicate the secret to you, I will also be blessed, and will not attract the attention of the bone refiners. But I also have conditions!"
The slave narrowed his eyes, "What condition?"
Yan Mo raised his chest, "I hope to receive your protection in the future, including my family. In addition, after you get the inheritance of the ancient gods, if possible, I hope you can rescue my people. If you can kill our captors The Bone Refining Clan is the best, if not, take us away."
The slave didn't speak for a long time.
Outside by the lake.
Hearing the children's cry for help, Yuan Zhan chopped down the bone soldiers guarding them with a stone axe, and ran towards the thatched shed regardless of others' obstruction.
Qi Yuan saw Yuan Zhan holding the stone ax and bringing the two children over, he immediately rushed to hug him.
"You can't pass!"
"open!"
"Da Da, you are our hope, I can't watch you court death like this again! It's just a man, even if he turns out to be a priest, so what, the slave will not kill him, just want to have sex with him That's all, you come to stop every time, but have you ever thought that maybe Yan Mo doesn't want you to stop at all?"
"What nonsense are you talking about?" Yuan Zhan was furious.
Qi Yuan hugged him tightly, "You know if I'm talking nonsense! The slave wants Yan Mo so much, as long as Yan Mo shows a little willingness, he may not have to work hard here in the future! Said Maybe Yan Mo wanted to live a good life with the slave, if he wasn't afraid of you..."
"Shut up! Mo is not such a person! Let go!"
"You villain, you are not allowed to say that about my father!" Wu Guo jumped on Qi Yuan and bit Qi Yuan.
Qi Yuan was bitten loose by him.
Yuan Zhan broke free, grabbed the stone ax and rushed towards the grass shed.
"Fight!" Qi Yuan knelt on the snow and yelled in pain.
Wu Guo and Dudu wanted to catch up with their father, but they were caught by Qi Yuan, "You two should stop making trouble! The servant has long disliked you, and has tried to throw you to death several times!"
In the palapa.
The slave stared at Yan Mo's eyes for a long time, then suddenly lifted the hem of the leather jacket.
Yan Mo inevitably saw his lower body. Nutou didn't wear pants, but only tied two pieces of fur on his two legs, and wore nondescript leather wrap feet on his feet, but he didn't wear anything on the important parts, just exposed outside.
Yan Mo didn't find it strange, it's normal for people here to dress like this in winter, if it's summer, most of them would only wear a leather skirt.
Although the bone refiners had pants, most of the lower-level slaves still maintained their original living habits.
Strange, how did he know that the bone refiners had pants to wear
But now is not the time to think about this, this slave is still interested in him after listening to him fooling around so much, this is really... Should we praise his charm even surpassing the inheritance of the ancient gods
"Oh! Inheritance of the ancient gods? Do you think I will believe it? None of you surviving priests and witches are willing to be honest, and something will always happen." Pressing, spit into the palm of the hand.
Yan Mo moved his hands to the fire pit little by little, and said calmly: "What I said is true, I can swear by my soul-shaman."
"It's easy to convince me! Let me do it once. Since you can even entrust me with the inheritance of the ancient gods, sleeping with me is a trivial matter, right?"
"I hope to be a priest of your tribe in the future, not your sex slave." Holding the firewood in his hand, he couldn't see his eyes, his fingers were burned so badly, and his face didn't show a bit.
"If you can really let me get the inheritance of the ancient gods, I will naturally not let you be a lowly slave. Even the position of priest is not impossible, but before that, you must satisfy me!" The slave head is very practical, he He still has slave bones on his body, so he dare not rebel against the Bone Refining Clan. Even if he has the inheritance of the ancient gods, he still has his life to enjoy it. Before it had to be punished and then become one of those raw materials.
Instead of this, it is better to enjoy what you want to enjoy first! When the slave thought of this, he consciously figured it out, hurriedly separated Yan Mo's thighs, pulled up the hem of his clothes, and was about to enter with a spear.
It's now! Yan Mo grabbed the burning firewood in his right hand and raised his hand violently!
"Stab!"
"Ah!"
Yan Mo kicked off the slave lying on him, trying to snatch the bone knife from him.
"Bone Soldier! Catch him!" Nutou covered his face and turned over and shouted.
The bone soldiers rushed in.
Yan Mo failed to snatch the bone knife, but the slave had already pulled out the bone knife, protecting himself in front of him.
Helpless, Yan Mo had no choice but to flee.
But his current body is so weak that he wants to cry, and he was caught by the bone soldiers within two steps.
Crap! Yan Mo yelled in his heart.
Nutou had already survived the initial severe pain, and stood up holding the bone knife in one hand, covering his face.
Yan Mo yelled in his heart what a pity, he poked at Nutou's eyes at that time, but Nutou's reaction exceeded his expectations, and he avoided the vital points, only burning a large piece on his face and nose.
"Okay! Well done!" The servant's face was ferocious, and he strode up, and slashed at Yan Mo's face with the back of his knife!
"Snapped!"
Yan Mo was beaten so that his head was tilted to one side, blood dripped from the corner of his mouth and nose, the right half of his face was in hot pain, and even his ears rumbled.
"Mo!" Yuan Zhan rushed over, and when he saw this scene, he raised his stone ax like crazy and slashed at the slave head!
Yan Mo opened half of his eyes, he wanted to call Yuan Zhan, but spit out two teeth.
Yuanzhan and Nutou fought together, and Nutou retreated while fighting.
"Bone soldiers!"
The two bone soldiers left Yan Mo and went to support the slave.
Nu Tou was furious this time, unwilling to let Yuan Zhan go, and called eight bone soldiers to besiege Yuan Zhan together.
The slaves working by the lake looked at this side one after another, but few of them dared to leave their spot.
Yan Mo stood up unsteadily, wanting to help Yuan Zhan, but was knocked over by the slave's whip.
The whip was flying, and the slave head was furious, and there was no mercy in his strikes.
Yan Mo was rolled all over the floor, but he tried his best not to cry out.
wrong! I shouldn't be so weak! The war shouldn't be so weak!
stand up! Rebel against him! Take his whip and bone knife! Get up, Yan Mo!
But no matter how much he yelled in his heart, the idea that he and Da Zhan are strong is just a good wish. In fact, they can only be bullied and insulted but have no power to fight back!
They are weak, they are just controlled slaves, they are the lowest and most humble group of wretches, this is the reality!
"My lord priest!"
"Daddy!"
"Father!"
Someone couldn't help but rushed forward.
Seeing that something was wrong, Nu Tou immediately blew his bone whistle. This is the whistle representing rebellion and trouble in the slave camp. As long as the whistle is sounded, soldiers will come to suppress and kill them.
"I made you resist! I made you dare to burn me with a torch! Open your eyes and see clearly, this is what you will end up with if you offend me!" The slave head grabbed a little doll and held it high above the country's head.
"Daddy!"
"Toot!"
Yan Mo lay on the ground, opened his eyes, and raised his head.
The slave gave him a cruel grin, and threw the little baby he was holding high on the rocks by the lake with all his might!
"Do not!"
The little doll fell from the stone, twitched twice and remained silent.
Yan Mo's whole body was frozen, he couldn't believe his eyes, how could his Dudu die like this? To die in front of him again
And Dudu's death was just the beginning.
Nutou had someone grab Wu Guo who was madly kicking and beating him, and sank him into the frozen lake in front of Yan Mo.
Yan Mo struggled and wanted to jump over to save others, but Nu Tou deliberately let the bone soldiers catch him, and he wanted him to watch his two sons be killed by him.
Yan Mo hated it, but he didn't even have a chance of revenge!
"Daddy, save—uh..." Wu Guo only struggled on the water surface for a while before sinking.
Yan Mo stiffened.
"Ah! You demons! I'll kill you!" Yuan Zhan, who was soaked in blood, also saw it, and he risked his life to fight against the bone soldiers.
Qi Yuan and a group of slaves are also resisting the bone soldiers guarding them. They want to save Yuan Zhan and Yan Mo.
But the bone refining warriors and a large number of bone soldiers came to support.
A commotion that could not even be called a rebellion was quickly suppressed.
The white snow on the east side of the lake was painted with a lot of blood, and it was trampled and dirty.
One after another, the rebellious slaves were defeated, and Yuan Zhan was also captured.
At this time, Yuan Zhan was already scarred.
The slave head ordered the bone soldiers to grab Yuan Zhan and come to Yan Mo who was half frozen to death.
The bone soldiers grabbed Yan Mo's hair and made him look forward.
Nutou grabbed a handful of snow and rubbed it on the scar on his face, the pain made his flesh tremble, "High Priest Mo, watch carefully, do you think I dare not kill him? I will kill him now! I I want you to regret everything you did today! Remember, all the slaves who died today are because of you!"
Yuan Zhan spat out a mouthful of blood, and shouted hoarsely: "Mo, don't be afraid, look at me, I'm here."
Yan silently looked at him.
Nu Tou raised the bone knife and sliced off the man's left arm, followed by his right arm.
Yan Mo looked at it numbly.
Nutou saw that the two of them were not shouting, but just looked at each other silently, and suddenly felt bored. He originally wanted to kill Yuan Zhan, but now he changed his mind.
"I just remembered, it's still useful for him to stay with you, so it depends on his luck, if he doesn't die today, I won't kill him anymore." The slave laughed wildly, took out the firewood in the wooden basin and turned to Yuan Zhan cauterize the wound.