The Perfect Destiny

The slave brand is a mark that uses a special plant branch and leaf as a dye, and then burns it on the slave with a branding iron.This kind of mark must exist on every slave, especially Chen Liguo, as a priest of other tribes, must be branded.

The reason why Lang Qing didn't rush to brand this brand was because he was afraid that Chen Liguo's body would be too weak to heal after being injured, so he would just die like this.

However, after a few days of observation, Lang Qing found that Chen Liguo's physical condition was not bad, and the priests of their tribe kept urging him, so this matter was put on the agenda.

The little priest had known for a long time that he would be branded, but when that day really came, his face turned pale, and there was more panic and despair in his expression.

Lang Qing was unmoved, he took the vine around Chen Liguo's neck, and went to the residence of their tribal priests.

Unlike Chen Liguo, the priest of Lang Qing's tribe is an old man.He is very good at observing weather changes, and helped Langqing's tribe avoid many natural disasters, so he is respected by everyone.

When Lang Qing walked in with Chen Liguo, the priest was boiling a pot of herbs for which he didn't know what to do.

Lang Qing looked at him and said, "I'll bring him to be branded."

The priest glanced back at the two of them, nodded, and turned to go into the house.

A moment later he came out with a stove and a soldering iron.

The soldering iron was about the size of a quarter of the palm of his hand, and it was reddened by the stove at this time, and Chen Liguo felt his skin ache when he took a look at it.

The priest said: "Where is it branded?"

As the master, Lang Qing has the right to choose the place to be branded. However, he looked at Chen Liguo carefully, and found that he liked every piece of Chen Liguo's skin, and he was unwilling to let the branding iron destroy it.

The priest was not in a hurry, and just waited with half-closed eyes.

If it is an ordinary person, where is the branding? It just depends on the mood of the priest, but who can tell that Lang Qing is the number one warrior in their tribe, and he paid such a high price in exchange for Zhishui, so hesitation is allowed.

In the end, Lang Qing still decided on the location - to brand it on Chen Liguo's right waist.

Standing beside Lang Qing, Chen Liguo was trembling slightly. Hearing these words, he trembled even more. He said, "No—"

It was too easy to restrain Chen Liguo with Lang Qing's strength, he easily pressed Chen Liguo into his arms, and nodded to the priest.

The priest didn't hesitate at all, dipped a red-hot soldering iron with a special coloring agent, and just printed it on Chen Liguo's waist.

The fiery red iron touched the white and tender skin, making a "sizzling" sound. Chen Liguo smelled the smell of roasted meat, he let out a miserable cry, and struggled harder.

Lang Qing still pressed Chen Liguo, watching the complete formation of the brand.

The slave imprint of their tribe is a beautiful lotus flower, and the shape is still unclear at this time. After a while, the imprint will be completely formed.

"Let me go—" the little slave cried out in dismay, the brand was imprinted on his body, and he was no longer a noble priest, but completely reduced to a lowly slave.Even if the survivors of the original tribe rescued him, he would never be able to return to the original tribe to survive.

Perhaps it was the pain that weakened Zhishui's strength, or it was his spiritual desperation that made him give up resistance. After the branding was completed, Zhishui no longer struggled to break away like a madman, and was just hugged by Lang Qing and wept silently.

Lang Qing didn't intend to comfort him at all, after the branding was finished, he picked up Chen Liguo and left.

Chen Liguo huddled in Lang Qing's arms, like a poor child, his whole body was about to convulse from crying.

The blue brand was in stark contrast to Chen Liguo's fair skin, it was so eye-catching, it burned the young priest's fragile nerves.Lang Qing put Chen Liguo on the bed and said, "I want to go out for a while."

Chen Liguo ignored him.

Lang Qing pulled him up, and bit Chen Liguo's lips. His movements were not gentle, and Chen Liguo looked at him tearfully, before he said: "Remember, you are my slave, what do I say? , you have to listen carefully."

Chen Liguo sobbed, but did not answer.

Lang Qing seemed a little irritable, he put Chen Liguo on the bed, turned around and went out.

Chen Liguo turned his head and looked at the slave brand on his waist again, and said frightenedly: "Tong'er, it looks so painful."

The system said: "It's okay."

Chen Liguo couldn't help singing: "Grateful heart, thank you for having you." He compared his heart to the system as he spoke.

The system has nothing to say to Chen Liguo. In order to protect the safety and health of the host, their headquarters specially developed this function to prevent the host from being injured by the aborigines in certain worlds.

The system only shielded Chen Liguo's pain from a part of his waist, so Chen Liguo didn't have to worry about not being able to feel pain in other parts of his body, and his acting skills would be affected.

The system said: "Daughter of Destiny, what are you going to do?" Chen Liguo is now a slave, and a slave doesn't even have the right to go out by himself, so how can he get close to Daughter of Destiny?

Chen Liguo was very frank: "I don't know."

system:"……"

Chen Liguo said deeply: "The boat will naturally go straight when it reaches the bridge, so take one step and count it as one step."

System: "..." I actually wanted to undo the pain shield.

After Lang Qing went out, he came back very quickly.He held herbs in his hand, which seemed to be specially prepared for Chen Liguo.

Chen Liguo lay on the bed sobbing silently, completely ignoring Lang Qing.Lang Qing didn't mind either, he ground the herbal medicine and applied it on Chen Liguo's body little by little.

The little slave was too weak, and Lang Qing was a little worried, because many slaves failed to survive after being branded, and he was afraid that the little slave would not be able to survive.

That night, the two did not share the same bed.

Chen Liguo was sleeping on Lang Qing's bed, but Lang Qing was nowhere to be found.

Chen Liguo fell asleep in a daze while thinking that this bastard would go to some woman behind his back to spend the night.

Before dawn, Lang Qing returned to Chen Liguo's side, his body was still covered with dew, but he didn't care at all.He just walked up to Chen Liguo quickly and reached out to touch his forehead.

As soon as the back of his hand touched Chen Liguo's forehead, Lang Qing's heart sank—it was very hot, and Zhishui really had a fever.

In the tribe, fever is a very serious disease, and if one is not good, people will die.The little slave is so weak, can he really survive? Lang Qing was a little irritable.

Chen Liguo woke up in a daze, feeling powerless all over his body.

He opened his eyes, it took him a while to focus, and he saw Lang Qing sitting in front of him.

"It's so hot..." Chen Liguo said vaguely.

Lang Qing stretched out his hand to touch his blushing cheek, and said, "I'll go find medicine."

Chen Liguo tremblingly said: "Am I going to die?"

Wolf Qing pursed his lips.

Chen Liguo said: "It doesn't matter if I die...a priest has been reduced to a slave, I should have died a long time ago." Chen Liguo should have buried these words in his heart, but his illness made him lose part of his self-control, so he couldn't help himself from saying it. said this sentence.

Lang Qing said coldly: "You won't die."

Chen Liguo just shed tears silently.

Wolf Qing went out again.

Chen Liguo had indeed had a severe fever. An ordinary person would probably be semi-conscious, but he didn't intend to pass out. Instead, he chattered with the system in high spirits.

The system was annoyed by Chen Liguo, and threatened to turn off the pain shield for him if he talked nonsense.

陈立果说：“呵，我会被一个区区痛觉屏蔽威胁？”这话说了三秒，陈立果就惨叫道：“啊啊啊啊啊，好痛啊啊啊，爸爸再爱我一次！”

The blocking function was turned on again, Chen Liguo did not moles the system this time, but severely criticized the remnants of feudalism, saying that this kind of stigma is simply unacceptable to human beings. The delirious talk nonsense.

The system said coldly: "You are also talking nonsense on weekdays."

Chen Liguo looked innocent: "Is there?"

System: "..." Is it nonsense to call the system's father?

Lang Qing went out to find the medicine, but when he came back, he found that the little slave was unconscious. He was lying on the bed with tears on his face.The originally rosy lips were now only pale, but the fair skin was stained with crimson.

Lang Qing hugged him into his arms and felt his hot body.

Chen Liguo woke up after his body was moved. He watched Lang Qing's movements, and his first reaction was that this big brother wanted to strike while it was hot.

He was still a little excited, but Lang Qing didn't make any other moves, and Chen Liguo shed tears of disappointment.

This night was extremely long for Lang Qing.

On the second day, the little slave's fever still persisted.

Lang Qing put him back on the bed, and watched the little slave begin to cry again.

Chen Liguo whispered: "It hurts, it hurts..."

Lang Qing looked at Chen Liguo's wound and saw that it was indeed inflamed. He kissed Chen Liguo's lips and said, "Hold it."

However, the fragile Chen Liguo, who was clearer and more fragile than crystal, couldn't hold back at all. He said, "Are you going to die?"

Lang Qing said, "You will not die."

Crystal clear tears flowed from the corners of Chen Liguo's eyes, he said: "Why, you have to be so cruel to me."

Lang Qing: "..."

Chen Liguo said: "I'm just a poor man without a home." He also specially emphasized the accent.

Lang Qing reached out and patted his head, stood up, and left.

Chen Liguo: "Huh? He was disgusted by me and left?"

system:"……"

It was the first time Chen Liguo encountered such a situation where he was disgusted and walked away, and he was a little at a loss for a while.He reflected on the system and said that he blamed himself for going too far in the last world, and his acting skills had regressed a lot, and asked the system if there was any solution.

The system only regarded Chen Liguo as farting.

Chen Liguo thought that Lang Qing was disgusted by him and went out to get some air, but he brought a woman back after a while.

When the two entered the room, Chen Liguo burst into tears, and almost said to Lang Qing: "You shameless, my body is not cold yet, so you found another woman."

But after the two approached, Chen Liguo was surprised to find that the woman beside Lang Qing was actually the Daughter of Destiny.

The Daughter of Destiny in this world is also very beautiful, with beautiful wheat-colored skin, long legs and big breasts, in Chen Liguo's original world, she is a beautiful lady full of exotic charm.

Fate's Daughter Fudie said: "How long has it been burning?"

Lang Qing said, "One day."

Fudie sat down, touched Chen Liguo's forehead, and said, "Go and boil some hot water, and bring some wine."

Lang Qing nodded, and went to get Fu Die what she wanted.

The daughter of destiny in this world is called Fu Die. Chen Liguo felt that this name reminded him of a classmate in the original world in Fujian. That classmate always read Fu Die when he read Butterfly.

Die, oh no, Fu Die saw Chen Liguo's weak appearance, and said pitifully, "Poor child."

Chen Liguo immediately asked the system how old Fudie was.

The system said: "It's bigger than Langqing..."

Chen Liguo thought for a while, and then announced in a high-profile manner, from today on, I'm not 23, I'm sixteen!

System: "..." It's really shameless to rely on your tender face.

Lang Qing brought what Fudie wanted, Fudie wiped Chen Liguo's body carefully with hot water, and then said to Chen Liguo: "Hold on."

Her next move was to pour wine on Chen Liguo's wound.

Chen Liguo let out a scream and wanted to struggle, he said miserably: "Let me die - don't torture me -"

Lang Qing ruthlessly held down Chen Liguo, letting Fudie continue.

Fudie sterilized Chen Liguo's wound, sprinkled her own homemade medicinal powder, and said to Lang Qing, "Use wine to rub his body, especially the armpits, head, and the bends of his legs." Said, while pointing to those positions.

Wolf Qing nodded.

Fudie said: "I have done everything I can, and the rest is to pray to God."

Lang Qing said, "Thank you."

Fu Die said: "No need." Her attitude towards Lang Qing was a little cold, but she was full of pity for Chen Liguo, this kind of situation is really very rare - after all, Chen Liguo is just a lowly slave.

After Fudie left, Lang Qing did as she said.

The primitive people's physical fitness was really strong, but with a little medical treatment, the high temperature on Chen Liguo's body dropped down the next day.

Although he still had a low-grade fever, at least his life was not in danger.

At this time, Chen Liguo's lack of human rights was revealed again, because the beast Lang Qing wiped Chen Liguo's wine, wiped his gun and let it go, and started doing it.

Although Chen Liguo kept crying and refusing, Lang Qing didn't stop.

He said to Chen Liguo in a low voice: "Isn't she beautiful? Do you like it very much?"

Chen Liguo rested his chin on Lang Qing's shoulder, sobbing uncontrollably.

Lang Qing said: "But you belong to me alone." He lightly stroked the skin near Chen Liguo's brand, and said coldly, "If you dare to like others, I will kill you with my own hands."

Chen Liguo felt powerless all over, allowing Lang Qing to toss about.

I have to say that when you have a low-grade fever, your body temperature will be higher than usual, and it will be more comfortable to do it.

Lang Qing did it twice, and reluctantly let Chen Liguo go.

Chen Liguo's crying voice was already hoarse.

Lang Qing touched his cheek, and said lightly, "Why are you crying so badly?"

Chen Liguo's eyes were full of tears. Being ill had consumed so much of his physical strength and energy that he couldn't even respond to Lang Qing's words. He begged for mercy in a low voice, only wanting to let Lang Qing let him go.

Lang Qing said, "Didn't you feel comfortable just now?"

Chen Liguo continued to cry.

Lang Qing said: "Okay, I won't touch you anymore, go to sleep."

Although Chen Liguo had doubts about Lang Qing's words, he did not have the right to question them.So he relaxed his body and fell asleep chaotically.

After Chen Liguo finished the branding, he burned it for seven or eight days.

The Daughter of Destiny came again after that, when she saw the marks on Chen Liguo's body, she cursed at Lang Qing: "Do you want him to die?"

But Lang Qing's attitude was very cold, he said: "He is my slave, it is my business how I want to treat him."

Fudie sneered: "Then what did you ask me to do? Help you cure a dead man?"

Lang Qing said coldly: "You seem to care about my slave?"

Fudie gritted her teeth and said, "A slave also has a life—"

Lang Qing looked at Fu Die with a strange expression, as if he couldn't understand why Fu Die said such words at all.No wonder, in the eyes of most people, the life of a slave is even worse than a piece of fresh meat.

Fudie was a little frustrated, she was used to such gazes, she was simply out of tune with the people around her here, her words and deeds were all different.

Fu Die said: "Forget it, whatever you want."

Chen Liguo had just woken up at this moment, he saw that Fudie was about to leave, he stretched out his hand to hold her: "Help me..."

Lang Qing's expression darkened instantly.

Fudie looked a little sad, she said: "Sorry, I can't save you."

Chen Liguo let go of his hand, and under Lang Qing's stare, he watched Fudie go out helplessly.

Lang Qing said, "Have you seen enough?"

Chen Liguo broke down and cried, he said: "Kill me, you kill me—"

Lang Qing said coldly: "Kill you? Your life is mine, and I can deal with it as I want."

Chen Liguo involuntarily applauded for Lang Qing's scum.

But although Lang Qing was really angry, he was concerned about Chen Liguo's body, and he didn't continue to torment Chen Liguo after Fudie left.

Chen Liguo: "I feel like every time I go to a world, I can be refreshed by people."

The system agrees.

However, the content of their refreshed world view seems to be different. Chen Liguo is to the extent of being bombarded/friend scum, while the system is to the extent of being shamed by Chen Liguo.

All in all, Chen Liguo discovered a rule, as long as he wanted to have sex, as long as he mentioned the word "Fudie", it was all right.

Although Fu Die only came twice, Chen Liguo felt that the girl's painting style seemed to be different, but she was quite avant-garde in the original world of this world, so Chen Liguo didn't take it too seriously.

But Lang Qing, ever since Chen Liguo recovered from his illness, he wished to put Chen Liguo on another planet so that he and Fudie would be far away.

In a month's time, Chen Liguo's wound was almost healed.He originally thought that with the technology of this world, the brand mark would definitely be uneven and very ugly, but after the wound healed, Chen Liguo found that the lotus flower was quite delicate, and it seemed that it belonged to the kind that could not be imitated.

Oh, and it doesn't seem like anyone has time to imitate Slave's Mark Roar.

When recovering from his injuries, Lang Qing didn't ask Chen Liguo to do anything, he always hunted and cooked by himself.

If it wasn't for Lang Qing's horrible cooking skills, Chen Liguo felt that this kind of life was quite good.

But after eating chicken that didn't even drain the blood, Chen Liguo couldn't take it anymore, so he asked Lang Qing for a piece of meat, and went to the stove to fry it and eat it.

Although Chen Liguo didn't have too many seasonings around him, the quality of meat in this world is the best. Not only is it tender, but it also has a sub-list of fruity aroma. Just add some vegetables and some oil and stir-fry and it will be very fragrant. .

Chen Liguo didn't have much appetite, so he only ate a small portion, and Lang Qing ate up the rest.

When Lang Qing put the first piece of meat into his mouth, Chen Liguo clearly saw the big brother's eyes light up, as if a light bulb was suddenly switched on, instantly opening the door to a new world.

Although there was no expression on Lang Qing's face, his eyes told Chen Liguo that he was very happy.

Chen Liguo was like a kind mother, looking at his stupid son who was struggling to eat meat, if he hadn't lowered his head, the tender maternal love in his eyes would have turned into substance and overflowed.

Chen Liguo: "I feel like I'm finally a qualified mother, right, Dad?"

System: "..." He remembered a name called Chen Xi.

Chen Liguo said: "My son's meals are always not delicious, it must be because the food is not good."

The system says: "..."

Chen Liguo said deeply: "If you don't cook with love, how can the food be delicious?"

System: "..." Why don't you love generating electricity?

Chen Liguo was admiring his cooking skills, when Lang Qing's voice sounded, he said, "The Wanhua Festival is coming."

Chen Liguo opened his eyes wide.

The next thing Lang Qing said was, "You want to go too."

The stone bowl in Chen Liguo's hand fell to the ground, and tears welled up in his eyes again.

The Ten Thousand Flowers Festival is the mating season. As a slave, Chen Liguo's purpose in going to the Ten Thousand Flowers Festival is to watch his stupid son get a suitable girl and go home to mate and give birth to a baby.

Chen Liguo: "Lang Qing, a fighter among scum!"

system:"……"

Chen Liguo said: "I don't want to go."

Lang Qing swallowed the last bite of meat, looked at Chen Liguo indifferently, and said, "You must go, you are my property, and I have no right to refuse."

Indeed, during the Thousand Flowers Festival, many people would bring their slaves with them.Because slaves represent wealth, the more slaves, the stronger the person.Lang Qing took Chen Liguo to the Wanhua Festival, obviously to show off.

Chen Liguo's eyes were full of desolation, he thought, if I knew you were such a scumbag, I would have spit a few mouthfuls in the fried meat.

The author has something to say: Hahahaha, I saw a joke on the Internet yesterday, and I feel that it is very suitable for the system and Guoli Orange. The host has something to look forward to, looking forward to the death of the host.

Fruit Orange: You are so scumbag.

Gong: Do you like it?

Fruit Orange: I love it so much~