Xie Qian was excited, whipping his horse to speed up, and a group of his men followed behind him.

They ran onto the dirt road between the rice fields. Occasionally, farmers came out from the surrounding area. When they saw them, they immediately knelt down in fear, trembling, and dared not raise their heads.

The skin of these people was yellow and shriveled, just like dry bark. Obviously, they were poisoned by growing spiritual root rice.

It is estimated that it will not take long for these people to die completely and become the same as those people before... wood carvings.

"Master, the ancestor is now in the mansion with his whole family to worship the ancestors. It's not good for you to run out like this?"

"Yes, Master, if the ancestor knows, you will definitely be punished to kneel in the ancestral hall again."

The men around him persuaded.

Xie Qian was full of impatience: "Shut up, all of you. It's no trouble to keep talking. I'll kneel in the ancestral hall if I want. I won't die!"

He snorted coldly, and the excitement on his face was beyond words: "Do you know how long it has been since I went out hunting?"

"There are no fresh young ladies in my room. Every day I play with the same ones I caught last time. I'm tired of them."

"I'm telling you, when I came out this time, I had someone chop those girls into pieces and feed them to the dogs, so I must catch more young ladies today, otherwise what will I play with when I go back?"

Several subordinates looked at each other and felt helpless.

They didn't care. The young ladies Xie Qian caught were just a bunch of poor bitches. It didn't matter how many of them were played to death.

What they cared about was that today was the day for the Xie family to worship their ancestors.

If the ancestor Xie Lian knew that they were the ones who accompanied Xie Qian to hunt on the day of ancestor worship, they would probably be skinned.

But Xie Qian refused to listen, and they did not dare to stop him directly, otherwise, without waiting for Xie Lian to punish them, Xie Qian, the prodigal son, would kill them on the spot.

At this time, Xie Qian seemed to finally see the people kneeling on the roadside.

He frowned and said, "These farm slaves have become wooden, and it seems that they will not live long, right?"

"Indeed, they will not live long!"

A subordinate responded, "Looking at the degree of woodenization of their bodies, they should all die in half a month at most."

"Half a month? Humph, what's the point of keeping such trash, come on, catch them all and take them away, and burn them all in a while."

Xie Qian waved his hand and ordered.

"Burn them?"

The subordinate was stunned: "Master, they are not dead yet, isn't it a bit wasteful to burn them like this?"

"What's the waste? Why not catch a new batch of farm slaves? There are so many poor people nearby, it would be a waste if we don't catch them."

Xie Qian snorted: "This time we not only have to catch the young lady, but also a batch of new farm slaves to come back to farm. When the grandfather asks, we will say that we went to catch farm slaves, and the young lady was just a by-product."

The subordinate's eyes lit up when he heard this: "Yes, then we will tell the ancestor that the young master went to do business, not just for the young lady, haha, the young master is really wise."

"It's good to know, why don't you hurry up and do it?" Xie Qian was proud.

"Yes, I will obey the order!"

The subordinate waved his hand, and a group of people immediately rushed to the people on the roadside.

As for whether it is too cruel to burn people alive, they don't care at all.

Are these people?

No!

These are just a group of farm slaves, just pieces of wood!

The final fate of wood is to be burned as firewood. Where is it cruel?

What, they haven't turned into wood yet?

It doesn't matter. It will be soon anyway. It doesn't matter if it's burned earlier or later!

Seeing his men rushing over with ferocious faces.

The people on the roadside were terrified and screamed to escape.

But how could they run faster than these men with cultivation?

So in the end, the people could only be caught one by one and wait to be burned alive!

"Hurry up, my young ladies, I guess they can't wait any longer, hahahaha..."

Xie Qian laughed wildly, and a group of people urged their horses and whipped them, speeding up amid the terrified wails of the people.

But suddenly, a gust of wind whistled, and the sky was instantly covered with dark clouds.

"What's going on?"

Xie Qian looked up in confusion. It was impossible for a normal celestial phenomenon to gather large dark clouds so quickly.

The dark clouds above should be condensed by magic.

"Who dares to start a fight in Shangyuan City? Are they looking for death?"

Xie Qian's face was gloomy, and he cursed: "Come on, go up and show me who is so blind?"

"Yes, Master!"

The subordinates promised and prepared to take off.

But at this moment, the dark clouds in the sky suddenly dispersed, and a huge hand broke through the air and grabbed Xie Qian and his subordinates directly into the sky like catching insects.

When the giant hand disappeared, the dark clouds dispersed, and only a group of people were left on the ground.

The people were stunned and looked at the sky at a loss.

They couldn't figure out who had captured the devil-like Xie Qian and his subordinates, and who had saved them?

"It was the gods, it must be the gods who saved us!"

"Yes, it must be those beasts of the Xie family who angered the heavens, and the heavens sent the gods to punish them!"

"Hahaha, we are saved!"

Amid the exclamations, the people knelt down excitedly and kowtowed with tears on their faces.

On the other side, in the sky above Shangyuan City.

Zhao Mu stood in the air and spread out his palm. He saw a group of sesame-sized people in his palm. They were Xie Qian and others.

"My Lord, what are you doing?" Wei Liang was puzzled.

Zhao Mu smiled lightly: "Haha, I have always been polite. Since I am going to Xie's house today, how can I not bring a valuable gift to Xie Lian?"

"Valuable gift?"

Wei Liang smiled: "Haha, this valuable gift is good. I believe Xie Lian will be very surprised when he sees it."

Surprise?

I'm afraid it's shock!

"Who are you?"

In his palm, Xie Qian stood up and cursed: "You are so brave. You dare to catch this young master in Shangyuan City. I think you are tired of living!"

"That's right, let my young master go quickly, otherwise the ancestor will not forgive you!"

The group of subordinates also screamed in fear.

They were scared. After all, the person who could grab them must have a cultivation level beyond imagination.

Falling into the hands of such a strong man, life and death are unpredictable.

So they just hope that the name of the Xie family can make this strong man hesitate.

"Hey, stinky Taoist priest, this young master is talking to you, do you hear me, let me go quickly?"

Xie Qian was still jumping and cursing.

Zhao Mu shook his head: "At this time, he still dares to speak so hard, it seems that he is really arrogant in the past!"

"The master is right, this kid is indeed a local emperor in Shangyuan City, and he has never suffered any loss since he was a child!"

Wei Liang chuckled.

"Really?"

Zhao Mu looked indifferent, and grabbed Xie Qian and others who were like ants: "Then let him be hard for a while, after all, I'm afraid he won't be hard in the future."

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