Chief don't slap in the face

"Young Master Xia is doing harm to the people. The Great Prophet will be proud of you when he finds out!"

Xia Ye praised, in fact, Xia Zhitang didn't make a move, he also has a way to kill Xia Qian, the production method of ancient brown sugar, the purification of snow salt, any one of them is enough to kill Xia Qian a hundred times.

"Don't compliment me!"

Xia Zhitang looked at Xia Ye: "Your equipment is pretty cool. To be honest, I have a way for you to avoid the blood survival trial, as long as you..."

Xia Zhitang didn't say the following words, but he glanced at the brown sugar. It goes without saying that his father speculated that this kind of red sand should be made artificially, but he just didn't know the method!

Xia Ye shook his head.

"Oh, yes!"

Xia Zhitang shook his head, and a look of contempt and loss flashed across his eyes. This young man probably doesn't even know a few big characters. Asking him to secretly find out how to make strange objects is simply to let wild dogs learn to write. It is difficult for the strong!

"gone!"

Xia Zhitang waved his hand, his mood fading.

Xia Lingyue clenched her fists tightly, the contempt in Xia Zhitang's eyes hurt her heart, her brother was underestimated.

She really wanted to shout out that the kind of brown sugar that makes the nobles crazy and unique in this world was made by her younger brother.

Chapter 51 清点战利品

Xia Laoshi returned home with the pheasant, and when he closed the door, the smile on his face could no longer be held back, and he happily ran to the bedside.

"Honey, Xia Qian is over!"

Xia Laoshi described in detail how Xia Qian was beaten by Fatty Xia Ye, "Ten fingers were smashed, tsk tsk, Xia Ye is so ruthless."

"In this world, if people are not ruthless, they can't survive!"

It's not surprising that the wife who just gave birth and can't get out of bed is not surprised. Xia Qian has done so many bad things, there will always be someone who can't bear to stand up and deal with him.

"Isn't Xia Ye a waste? Why is he suddenly so tough? Isn't he afraid of revenge?"

Honestly Xia couldn't figure it out.

"He is a waste, but he still dares to protect his sister, what about you?"

The wife gave Xia Laoshi an angry look.

"Ha ha!"

Xia Laoshi was a little embarrassed, and quickly explained: "If you are bullied by Xia Qian, I will definitely do it!"

"I don't think so!"

Xia Chong, who was sitting by the side polishing the stone knife, pouted.

"Isn't it courting death?"

Xia Laoshi raised his hand to hit this stinky son who made him unable to step down.

"Do you know that this time I met Xia Ye outside the Fengjing ruins. Xia Ming wanted his crossbow, but one of his hands was cut off."

Xia Chong still remembers Xia Ye's eyes at that time, calm, resolute, strong, how can there be a look of trash?

"what?"

Xia Laoshi was taken aback: "Isn't it? He is a useless and sick child, dare to go wild in the territory next to the Cao's tribe? He doesn't want to live anymore?"

"Could you please stop yelling like trash?"

The wife frowned.

"Hey, eat chicken!"

Xia Laoshi shrank his neck, not daring to argue.

"What kind of chicken to eat? Take it and give it to Xia Lingyue, saying that the blood survival test is about to start, let Xia Ye replenish his body!"

The wife speaks.

"what?"

Xia Laoshi didn't want to, the barren animal tide had just passed, and it was not easy to catch a pheasant now, even if he didn't eat it himself, he could exchange it for two catties of millet, enough to feed the family for a day.

"Ah what?"

The wife hates iron but not steel: "If it weren't for Xia Ye, your chicken would have entered Xia Qian's stomach long ago, and you still have hot water? Go to Xia Lingyue, she is a kind girl, if you say something nice, Xia Ye can take care of the insects too." Son!"

Xia Chong is 16 years old, and he also wants to participate in the trial. In front of his family, he doesn't want to lose face. He wanted to say, what can that trash take care of me?But thinking of his decisiveness when he cut off Xia Ming's arm, he subconsciously closed his mouth again.

After all, when facing Xia Ming's abuse, Xia Chong did not dare to fight back, but chose to endure silently.

In the evening, the news that Xia Qian was beaten and disabled spread throughout the slums. If the family was not too poor, everyone would have a big meal to celebrate.

After learning that Master Xia Zhitang had come forward to sue the Great Prophet, Xia Qian would be deprived of his position as a tax officer and demoted to a slave, everyone was very happy.

"Master Xia Zhitang did a good thing this time!"

"Come on, it's all thanks to Xia Ye. If Master Xia hadn't asked him for a rare item, do you think he would come to this dirty and smelly slum?"

"That's right, Master Xia Zhitang stood in the crowd for a long time without saying a word, until Xia Ye called him out!"

The women got together and talked a lot, especially Xia Ye, which made them so curious. Xia Qian has been doing evil for so many years, and it is said that more than a dozen people were killed. Why did he fall into his hands this time?

"Xia Ye is a waste, why?"

"I guess the old ghost Xia Qian didn't even think about it. He fell so badly this time. His hands were smashed. He has no chance to be a slave. It depends on when he dies."

"It deserves it, who made him want to sleep in the summer months!"

The women didn't sympathize with Old Ghost Xia, but while chatting, they began to worry about Xia's siblings. After all, Xia Qian's brother-in-law was Xia Qingdong, a well-known hero in the tribe.

Xia's house, thatched cottage.

"Don't worry, I won't give Xia Qingdong a chance to take revenge on us."

Xia Ye comforted.

"Ok!"

Xia Lingyue is not a weak girl. When something happens, she will not complain about others, but will actively deal with it: "Thanks to Xia Wa this time, when you participate in the trial, I will help you if you have the opportunity!"

"I will!"