"The refugees under his control were used as goods and sold to the court."

The nobles were silent, and Quan should have acquiesced. After all, this kind of thing can't be flaunted casually.

"Although I don't know what happened to Huangcheng and why I was so absent from the people, I think you all have a good little life recently. You can see that you don't interact with each other." The nobleman squinted. Closed eyes.

Now, you guys, it’s just not honest enough. Like me, I did it and did it. I admit that I did this kind of activity, and I just sit back and enjoy the results. Everyone, it’s not good to have suspicions about each other like this. We belong to the same alliance, don’t...

"From another aspect, we are loyal to the empire and meet the needs of the empire. There is nothing to be ashamed of, right? Besides...

. Do you think you can stop, stop, and then lose this way of making money and continue to live the life of gnawing roots? ?

The nobles raised their heads one after another.

"I don't want to? Okay, then I'll just say it, no matter what the imperial city asks for these people, our interests, that is, those personal heads, they may soon not belong to us." Matter way.

"We spend money to make those impoverished civilians forced to sell their children and relatives to barely make ends meet, but you know that several border cities in the southern countries have problems...

"The people there didn't know what method was used to change the climate so that the civilians could grow food! Then who would sell their relatives? Think about how many people you have under your control. If we are With the intention of buying and selling, these civilians are reactionary, do we still have a way to survive?

The dull voice made the nobles talk about it.

"Now, there is only one way to unite all the forces, gather all our soldiers, control the border city first, and take a look at what happened there, otherwise, everyone will die together!"

Chapter 39 ~ Can't Kill Me

"Hey, work harder, what are you guys doing? It's not this time to take a break from your busy schedule, and you all move to the old man, otherwise you will stand on the high platform with a cane, and your husky voice will face the busy people below. The people pointed and pointed, "You, the kid is you! What are you doing? Others are working hard, sneaking away, don’t you want to eat it? I think it’s almost noon, you can go hungry...

"Don’t even think about being lazy, old man, I have a bad back, and my eyes are good. If you don’t believe me, you can try to stand on the stage and look down. It’s clear that you can’t get away with any small movements! My lady said, those who don’t work don’t. Shi, let me catch you being lazy again, but don't ask why, "Uncle Black yelled hard all morning, let's get down, and then I will work in shifts.

"Hey, it's not hard or hard. This kind of rough work doesn't require the young lady to do it himself. The old man is just fine." The black uncle who endures these unlearned refugees will not let go of the opportunity to urge them.

These delicious and lazy people began to do all kinds of farm work because of the beginning of their livelihoods, and they should clear up their clogged "Miss, you are too kind, didn't Mrs. Xiaomi say it? These civilians are used to being idle on weekdays, no A farmer who has the ability to be a farmer cannot be considered a farmer. Let them understand that if they don't work hard and do their best, they will be abandoned and starved to death. It is entirely their own choice.

"Miss, you can't be too kind to these refugees, didn't Master Curse Master say, now you are the lord of this city, you should be clearly humble.

"This, the old man doesn't know, I didn't see her early this morning.

The necromantic world is chiseled with a carving knife. The carved patterns are dazzling like a maze. They are as complex as the roots of a century-old tree deep in the crust, and like small rivers with different branches. Although they have different sources, they are connected. To the sea.

In the central blood pool, the scarlet thick blood is constantly boiling and bubbling, but there is no temperature.

The white dragon squatted on the pillar of the altar and yawned. From time to time, he glanced at the tumbling pool of blood. On her back, a girl sat gracefully. Her fingers are wrapped in black gauze gloves, and her pure and flawless silver hair is tied into a princess braided hair with a black bow on the back of her head. The collection of wild miscellaneous poems, with a serious look, seems to be fascinated.

She is like the ruler of the world, calm and full of cold temperament that makes people thousands of miles away.

"Hey dong dong dong ......" The blood pool was tossing fiercely, the blood spattered dripping on the scarlet veins, and a burst of white smoke came out after the sound of ‘呲呲呲’.

Miluo yawned so tired as to draw Bai Ji's attention with a low growl.

Bai Ji threw the collection of poems into the void, and walked in the air with her skirt, like a noble lady going down the stairs, slowly walking down the altar.

The blood pool was very restless, boiling and bubbling became more violent and frequent, and the water level continued to drop and faded, as if it was about to be burned dry.

The girl's ruthless expression has not improved, there is no frowning or frowning, or even any expression changes. It is completely undesirable to judge her age or mental activity from her joy, anger and indecent appearance and facial expressions.

The water level gradually receded to the bottom of the pool, and the milky white skin was clear and visible. It seemed that Milo, who had not been contaminated by the immersion in the blood pool, knew how to fish up the girl lying in it in the way of a princess. That head was holy. The filthy silver hair is the same as her skin. The girl is like a holy angel, and the dark red blood did not stain her with a slight color.

The girl woke up, and rubbed her dizzy eyes with her hands in a daze. After seeing the person in front of her, her tired face showed a warm smile, like a coquettish little squirrel. Distressed again.

"It didn't achieve the expected effect." Bai Ji reached out to wipe the sweat from the girl's forehead, and the girl actively rubbed Bai Ji's hand. "Sister Soranya...the girl whispered.

"Mi Luo, this is already the first few times of soul restoration." Bai Ji put aside her eyes, and no longer looked at the girl.

"It's almost there." Bai Ji retracted her hand stroking the opponent's forehead. "You can proceed to the next step. We will find a suitable body and empty the soul inside to resurrect you.

"It doesn't matter to Yana that Soranya is here, whether she is resurrected or not, doesn't it?

The girl looked affectionately at the girl who looked extremely similar to her in front of her.

"I, Sister Soraya is enough... Yana stretched out her hand and tried to touch Bai Ji's body.

"Miluo, take her back to rest first, let's take care of the rest."

"Yes." Mi Luo Guojue replied, so that Yana was forcibly removed by the other party before she could touch Bai Ji.

"Eh eh?...Sister, can you accompany me?..." The weak Yana shouted with all her strength, looking at the smaller and smaller altar, she didn't know if the other party listened to it. To. Or pull "Roar" Why are you refusing to accept this identity for so long?...Do you still hate me? Obviously you are.

Baiju crossed the gap, eight sons passed by day after day, the Scarlet Empire was changing, and several small cities on the borders of the southern countries were also secretly turned upside down.

During the work, the commoners became familiar with each other, they became united, and under the leadership of the new city lord, they were full of hope for the impermanence of the world. After the blood grain particles entered the soil, they took root and sprouted. With the help, the border town wiped out the robbers and robbers who lived in ambush in the mountains and forests.

The caravan didn't need to worry about the risk of being looted. The connections between several cities deepened, and most of them were merged into the jurisdiction of the new city lord by default. However, things happened without any of them knowing.

The thick and messy iron hooves disturbed the quiet birdsong in the early morning. The farmer who was on the watch in the city was taken aback for a moment, his head curled, and the tip of the arrow shot at the fortress rubbed his ear, making the farmer limp on the ground , I was shocked in a cold sweat.

"Quickly, go and find the city lord! Tell her that the bandits have come to retaliate against the city!... The slightly knowledgeable sentry looked at the darkened army outside the city gate and turned pale with fright. If you have other things, you can only pin your hopes on their leader and keep them close. The sentry on the top of the city sees it clearly. The army under the city does not seem to be a so-called bandit. First of all, bandit will not be equipped with armor. The vast formation is scattered, and there is no way to attack in groups.

The most important thing is that the bandits have no money or food to buy a lot of horses to build cavalry.

The soldiers below are all equipped with horses. Although the horses are of various breeds, the weapons are not standardized. There are swords and swords, and there are all kinds of spears and spears.

On the whole, it gives people a very messy feeling. It can be seen that these soldiers have combat capabilities. They are not farmers who just took the **** and set out. They are probably soldiers like mercenaries. They cooperate with each other. It looks unusually messy, like a coalition army composed of armies of different forces.

The imposing momentum is definitely not something that sentries like them who don't even have weapons can deal with. The low city walls and wooden city gates also make people feel insecure, and they can't withstand the opponent's wave of shock.

"Wait, wait a minute! Which city-state are you soldiers? Why are you here? If you have something to say, there is no need to use swordsmen, right?" The sentry on the city's head became bold and shouted to the city.

"Who are you again?" The sergeant below seemed to have received the order, stopped, and walked out of a nobleman in a luxurious uniform. He looked at the haggard-clothed building above the city wall with contempt. It was obviously A farmer dressed as a civilian.

"I am the sentinel of Long River City. Excuse me, your lord, are you the nobleman of that city? Xiaoyou" Well, a little farmer can be considered a little eye-conscious. Yes, this man is a nobleman from the city of Aru. The current leader of the country.

"It turned out to be the noble Lord of Aryu. I don't know what the nobles are doing here? Why are you so invigorating and moving the crowd? It is not easy for us who are sentries to open the door to welcome you like this."

"It's up to you to open the door? Don't put garlic on this nobleman. I received a report before July 8 that the lord of the Great River City was killed and was usurped by outsiders. I am a Southerner. The leader of the League of Nations, how can you just sit back and watch?" The city lord of Aleutian snorted, "Call out your leader of the bandits, let me see what kind of face he has, dare to use inferiority and usurp the city lord! Nobleman! It is a hereditary position, can you usurp it by you wild untouchables?"

"Stop talking nonsense, and quickly open the door and let us in, otherwise we will be destroyed after we enter the city, and we will not let it go!"

"My lord, think twice before you act. The current city lord is a member of the Pulse family of Lhasa. You insist on breaking the city. This is the following crime."

"Hahahaha!" The city lord of Aleutian laughed furiously. "Is it a royal family member? The gangsters dare to pretend to be a royal family member now?? What a courage to say that, I still say that the princess is my eldest wife! ‘"You don’t need to believe it...

"There is no need to embarrass a sentinel, you who came from Aryu City, are you looking for me?" Just as the old farmer was struggling to support her, the girl appeared on the city head with light steps.

"Hmm?... The city lord of Yaliu looked at the beautiful silver phantom above the city, his eyes narrowed unconsciously.

"Silver hair...Leader, it seems that the other party is really the royal family.

"What is it?" The city lord of Yaliu interrupted a little nobleman beside him in an angry manner. "If the silver hair is the royal family, then I will dye a silver hair too!"