Don't panic, the leader of rebirth

Corpse pieces piled up all over the ground, and blood seeped down through the gaps in the planks.

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Red blood fell to the ground.

A head of curly brown hair is scattered behind her, the snow-white long skirt is dotted with scarlet blood, and a string of colorful jade stones hangs on her fair wrist. If she is willing, men will all kneel at her feet.

He Feng stood beside the woman, his obsessed eyes followed her closely, he didn't regret it, he opened the door for her.

He Feng obeyed Wu Xiang's order comfortably, and took out a small silver dagger that was less than the width of two palms from his bosom. With familiar and smooth movements, a piece of human skin was completely peeled off from the corpse and hung on the top of the tower. The most conspicuous position.

She stood in the crowd, surrounded by a group of tall and strong men, these men were dressed in rags, and under the scorching sun, their wild bodies exuded the masculine scent of men.

"According to the agreement between you and me, you are free!" Wu Xiang said after a long silence.

Leisha is wearing a white maid uniform, her fair and soft skin is looming under the white skirt, she wears a white garland hand-woven from fresh flowers on her head, her golden hair reaches her waist, and her blue eyes are full of anxiety. She walked through the entire city lord's mansion, panting and ran to the corner tower.

A group of men approached, they were joking, talking and laughing lightly, different from the usual vulgar jokes, unprecedentedly relaxed and joyful.

Tija was called the god of the battlefield, he had a smile in his eyes, he couldn't believe it, they really succeeded!

The anaconda is dead, that devil-like man, no matter what other people are, but he knows that everyone who is with them here is free!

I can go back and take her back with me.

Seeing her lover intact in the crowd, Leisha let go of her heart, smiling beautifully, "Thanks to the ancestor gods!"

Holding up the skirt, stepping over the bloodstains on the ground, and walking to the lover's side, the two embraced tightly.

"Bless the ancestors, you are fine!"

Tija smiled and lowered his head, his black eyes were so gentle that water could be squeezed out, and he said in a low and hoarse voice: "Of course I will be fine, I will take you back to the tribe!"

"If it wasn't because you came to save me, you wouldn't have been arrested...and you wouldn't be here..."

"Lesha, I am here, not by fate, nor by the slave owner. It is my own choice to stay by your side for every lifetime, until the end of my life."

"Let's go home."

According to the agreement, Wu Xiang released all the slaves trapped in Sui Bo's private arena and returned to his hometown.Soldiers who were slaves from birth were divided into their own private army by women if they wanted to stay.

The city has a new owner, and its owner has a nice name-the bloody mistress.

Green vines and small white flowers with yellow stamens are hung on the square wooden shelves, blooming to meet the gorgeous scorching sun, and the seemingly invisible fragrance permeates the air, rushing into people's nostrils, clearing the soil fragrance.

"Wu Xiang, take your hands away!"

Hei Yan shook off the white arm in front of his chest, and the clothes he was wearing were no longer the tattered gray-brown linen, but a pure white aristocratic costume, and the silver ornaments on the chest were simply decorated, but the clothes on the chest were Pulled out more than half.

"This is different from what we said at the beginning, hand over Canghe!" Hei Yan narrowed his eyes and stared at the lazy but charming woman, anger accumulated in his chest.

Wu Xiang sat up straight from the rattan chair, looked straight at Hei Yan, and asked, "Tell me, why are you so persistent in going back, isn't it good here? You can have everything you couldn't have in the tribe !"

"including me."

Hei Yan stared at the woman, sighed, and said, "Tell me, do you still remember what you said to me back then?"

"How many people are you willing to kill in order to return to your homeland?"

"I helped you convince them, not to stay here and watch how you manipulate and control the city, I just want to go back, back to my tribe!"

Wu Xiangjiao laughed, hahaha, and spoke like a rascal, "Then you go, go back! I never promised you to give you the warehouse!"

"you……"

The man stared helplessly at the woman in front of him. Without Wu Xiang, he and Cang He would have been handed over to Cang Duan long ago, and it would be impossible to live to this day. If the person in front of him was a man, he would definitely strike hard without hesitation. beat her up.

Wu Xiang stared at the back of the man going away, and murmured, "Why can't you stay and stay with me?"

The same room, only the blood has been cleaned, but there is still a faint smell of blood in the air, if there seems to be nothing, there are countless dead souls in this room.

The room was very large, and the voice of the voice echoed in the empty hall. The white stone pillars were covered with green vines, and the sound of the rain outside supported the silence of the hall at this moment.

"How is the old man's army at Paimpol?"

Different from the previous dark snake-carving chair, this main seat is silver, and the back spreads out like tree branches. There is no animal head carving, and there is a circle of flowing water around the main seat. The woman's lazy demeanor exudes a special charm, so that the men in the audience dare not look directly, for fear that they will be seduced by the woman.

"Master Ye Chan... Ye Chan repelled the general soldiers and returned to Paimpol a few days ago."

"I worry if he will come back with an army..."

The man who reported the news had a sad face, and he said worriedly.

"Even if he comes back, he won't dare to do anything to me."

After all, Wu Chan is his elder brother. After confirming the death of the great master, he regretted for a moment, but more relaxed, yes, relaxed.

That person died, the man who I thought I would stay with.

Carthage has aristocrats of different classes, large and small. Behind these aristocrats there is a huge power family. For the sake of profit, each power family will marry each other to form an alliance. A strong alliance is every great power family The guarantee of living in Carthage.

The Council of Elders had the absolute right to speak in Carthage, followed by the Marshal of the Empire.

Whoever is recognized by the Council of Elders and crowned as the Marshal of the Empire will win the ruling power of the Carthage Empire. Without exception, Wu Xiang's family and the great master's family have joined this competition, but it is a pity that the victor There can only be one and they end up as losers.

At the age of 17, she was taken away from Carthage by her elder brother and great master, and was forced to marry Sui Bo. Until today, Wu Xiang felt that she belonged to her for the first time, just like the group of slaves who left, she was always trapped What lives is not the body, but the heart.

"I'm waiting for him."

Wu Xiang nodded and smiled.

The dark corridor is under the ground, the black iron company is nailed to the wall, and along the iron chain is a human hand under the firelight. The man squatted on the ground with his back against the wall, his hands vertically placed on both sides of his knees, and his head resting on the On the wall, he noticed movement in the firelight, but he made no extra movements, as if he had no interest in the sudden light source.

"Tell me, would you...would you like to stay now?"

The iron chain on his arm rang, and after staying alone in a dark corridor for three whole days, the man who didn't eat or drink said weakly, "No."

The woman gritted her teeth and called out to the man softly, "Hei Yan."

Hei Yan lowered his head and remained silent.

The gentle voice was in my ears, and the woman was talking to herself, and at the same time babbling about the past.

"The first time I knew you was when you took the little town lord Rab and killed twenty pursuers, and finally took him all the way to Xiangsui. I admired you, and at the same time I was jealous of Canghe. I thought you were him. I was wondering if I had a bodyguard like you when I was in Carthage with that person, would everything be different?"

"When I first arrived here, I asked that person every day when we could go home, but there was no answer, because he couldn't give me the answer..."

Holding the key tightly in the palm of your hand, you opened the iron lock.

Hei Yan glanced at the woman in surprise, but didn't speak.

"You go, don't let me see you again, or I will catch you back and be my man."

The sky is light gray, and all the boats are moving closer to the shore. Soon there will be a storm on the sea here. All the boat people packed up their nets and things and hid in their homes in Paimpol. As it gets bigger and bigger, the waves are higher and higher, hitting the shore, leaving all kinds of sea things on the ground.

Wu Chan followed the young man far away.