Apprentice the four-eyed Taoist master

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"Grandpa, I'm hungry!"

Looking at the yellow-skinned grandson in his arms, Old Man Zhao couldn't help feeling sad.

They were originally ordinary tenants of Huairen Mansion in Yingzhou, Liao State.

The original life of a family of four was pretty decent. A few years ago, they went hunting in the mountains, fell from a tree and broke their leg. The Zhao family, who had no source of Life, suddenly got worse.

Looking at the youngest son who was waiting to be fed, Zhao Dayi sold himself cruelly.

As everyone knows, Devil Dao requires a lot of Hun and Po to refine Magical Item, but if it is wilfully killed, no amount of people will be enough for them.

In order to maintain the rule, Zhou Peihong's Six Dao Devil Sect stipulates that any Devil Dao Sect shall not wantonly kill civilians, but can allow those old, weak, sick and disabled to sell themselves for silver.

Although knowing that selling is death, for those who can't live, they die no matter how they die. It's better to leave some money for the family, at least they can live.

Through this method, Devil Dao's major Sects can receive hundreds of millions of Hun and Po and Blood Essence forged treasures every year.

The amazing thing is that it can also maintain civil peace and stability.

After Zhao Da died, the daughter-in-law took the money left by her son and ran away.

Both grandparents and grandchildren were left with no livelihood.

He only relied on Old Man Zhao to dig wild vegetables every day, hungry and full, barely maintaining.

But a few days ago, the chief Jia in the village was also the only wealthy household, and Zhao Yuanwai found them.

The two grandparents who were unable to resist, together with a few buried old men in the village, and a foolish child were sent to the county government, and then from the county government to the Fucheng, from the Fucheng to the Zhoucheng, and from the Zhoucheng. Here it is.

Old man Zhao had never seen so many people.

In the tents all over the mountains, people like them lived, but the old man Zhao, who had never read a book, didn't know how many.

Anyway, all his eyes can see are people.

But the difference is that those who came with him can still see a little bit of expression in their eyes, while those in tattered clothes can only see numbness.

It seems that they are no longer human, just a puppet in human skin.

Boss Zhao endured the grief and held the grandson in his arms tightly.

He knew that since the moment they left home, the two of them had no way to survive.

Over the years, he has seen too much.

All the people who left Zhao’s Village, except for the eldest son of Zhao, who was said to have been Immortal Ascension, have never returned.

"It doesn't matter if you die, you won't know if you are hungry, and you don't have to suffer anymore." Old Man Zhao thought desperately.

At this moment, he finally understood why those with numb eyes were like walking dead.

Because they have lost hope for Life, only life is left.

"It's dinner, it's dinner!"

Two giant men with tall statures, wearing armor, but the elder's bear head, came over with a giant who was bigger than a water tank.

In the urn is hot porridge.

There was a burst of rice fragrant, and all the greedy people on the scene drooled.

But looking at that giant man's hideous bear head and the exaggerated giant axe behind it, no one dared to fight for it.

Because all the people who were fighting were smashed their heads by the other party and swallowed them in one bite.

"Always line up for me, one by one, if anyone dares not follow the rules, Grandpa Xiong slaps him into a meat sauce."

The old man Zhao hurriedly took his own broken bowl to line up, for fear that he would not be able to grab it.

Fortunately, there are a lot of demons serving rice here, and there are still more if you want them after eating, but they can also make everyone eat their belly.

In midair, on a cyan demon cloud, Aluhan wearing a gorgeous robe looked at the situation below with his arms folded.

After a while.

"How many people are there already?"

Next to him, he was wearing a sauce-purple official gown, with a slender figure and a pair of tiger ears, the Zuo Shi Lang of the Ministry of Religious Affairs of the Golden Court suddenly said hurriedly.

"Master Hui Zuo, including those from the Liao Kingdom and the people from the various tribes in our country, there are almost 200 million!"

Aluhan's brow jumped, the number was much less than he expected.

You know, just from the Liao State, they will come to 500 million, plus the wealth of Jin State accumulated over the years, it adds up to 1.5 billion.

As a result, except for the people he and Wan Yanzhan had transported by himself, the rest were robbed halfway by the guy named Taiyi.

Even the elite demon army that escorted these human races were all lost.

Not only did their Golden State's strength suffer severely, but the opponent's approaching astonishing escape method was even more incredible.

You know, Jin and Liao have a combined area of ​​nearly 90 million miles. Even with his speed, it takes half a day to fly back and forth.

In just one day, the other party wiped out as many as three hundred teams of escorts in Jin and Liao, as well as the 300,000 iron-floating elite guards.

You know, the Tiefutu Demon Army, the lowest Cultivation Base is the Nascent Soul Realm, and the general level is all true immortals.

A ‘Meng’an’ iron-floating figure formed an army, and he wanted to take all of it, and he would have to spend some time and effort.

It can be seen that Taiyi is powerful.

There was a strong murderous look in Aluhan's eyes.

Tiefutu is elite, and the entire Golden State adds up to only about 3 million!

These 300,000 yuan, plus the losses in the past six years, made the Tiefutu nearly half gone.

It can be said to be terrible!

"We must get rid of Taiyi, otherwise I will have trouble sleeping and eating!" Aluhan thought.

With a fixed mind, after taking a breath, he turned his head.

"Take care of these people, this is our last family property."

Although Da Song placed the newly emerging Jinxian on the border of Liao, no one can guarantee whether the opponent will show up during the Jin and Song battles.

Moreover, this is a ruthless person who is capable of overpowering the three upper witch generals of the Witch clan. Except for the Qing Emperor himself, neither he nor the right side is a rival.

Therefore, unless forced to do so, Aluhan did not want to go to the Song Dynasty to collect people.

"The officer obeyed."

"I don't care what you do. If the people here die more than a million within a month, I will peel off your skin."

Seeing Master Zuo's cold eyes, a cold sweat suddenly broke out behind the picture.

He has seen and heard in the past years, and he has no doubt that this adult can do it.

"You can rest assured, the next official will take care of everyone."

After patted him on the shoulder, Aruhan's figure gradually disappeared.

After a long time, Tutu suddenly breathed a sigh of relief.

He straightened his waist and wiped the sweat from his forehead.

"First hit the bastard under his hand well. When the number of people is not enough, Lord Zuoxiang will not let me go."

As a Yaozu, he knew very well what kind of goods he received.

If you don't beat it, you can't let those greedy bastards try secretly.

Suddenly, he took off the bronze bell on his waist and urged Magic power to shake.

Accompanied by the crisp bell sound, several streams of light flew from below, and six or seven figures in official robes appeared on the ground.

Looking at their appearance, their faces are not long horns, or long scales, or wide-mouthed fangs. It is obvious that they are all monsters.

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