Sect Abandoned Disciple, I Turned To Join The Court

The hot blood of the young man was splashed on the body of his companions like a waterfall.

The strong smell of blood constantly impacted the fragile nerves of these teenagers that were about to collapse.

A young man snorted and vomited.

However, it was like a chain reaction, which soon attracted other barbarian teenagers to vomit.

Until this moment, they suddenly discovered that human blood turned out to be so stench!

It stinks much more than the blood of cattle and sheep!

The war is so scary...

With a flash of the knife, a life was lost!

Even if that person can run and jump just now...

Even if that person complained with them just now, why didn't my own father bring himself to fight the Nanren!

In the crowd, a young girl finally couldn't help sobbing and choked softly.

Han Yuan sat on the horse, looking at all this indifferently.

Many times in this world, that's how it is.

If you kill others, others will kill you.

When the parents of these teenage girls slashed at the people of Dayong with their knives.

It should have been thought long ago that such a day would come to me.

Therefore, when the elder of the Qingli tribe held a bloody knife, he knelt down in front of Han Yuan again.

Han Yuan suddenly pointed at the teenagers in front of him and said coldly.

"Too much."

"Only half."

Han Yuan's indifferent and erratic voice seemed to be a bit colder than the cold winter wind on this grassland.

However, the old Qingli tribe heard the words, except that the complexion became more and more pale.

But it didn't seem to be any surprise.

Because... when they were destroying other tribes, or when they invaded south.

What he did was even more brutal than that!

Now, tit for tat.

It's just a walk through Samsara.

I don't think there's anything wrong with it.

The old Qingli tribe stood up tremblingly and kept talking in his heart.

Kids, don't blame me...

I want to save the fire for our Qingli...

As long as you live, there is hope...there is hope!

So, the elder of the Qingli clan quickly stood in front of a young man.

The young man looked at the old man who was approaching step by step, and a trace of disbelief flashed in his eyes.

"A... grandpa..."

Grandpa?

What is he going to do?

He... I am his grandson!

The young man shivered, and an overwhelming fear and sadness filled the young man's heart instantly.

Until the young man fell in a pool of blood, he stared at the young eyes of the old Qingli clan, and he was full of doubts.

why why……

"It's just...you're not good at Talent..."

"This grassland... After all, only the strong can survive..."

At this moment, the turbid eyes of the old Qingli clan were already full of tears.

Immediately afterwards, the crippled figure of the Qingli clan elder kept flashing past the crowd of young people.

Blood!

Endless blood!

Like a poignant blood-red flower, it is constantly blooming on this grass where the ancestors of the Qingli tribe have lived for generations!

...

have to say.

Innate realm samurai knives are fast.

Soon, those youths with poor talent in the Qingli tribe were slaughtered by their elders.

But it's not enough!

A little bit more...

The old Qingli clan subconsciously stopped the knife in his hand and looked at the remaining teenagers with pain.

The rest are all the essence of my Qingli tribe!

Each of them, Talent is so outstanding!

As long as they are given time, they will all have the opportunity to grow into eagles on the grassland!

Become the cornerstone of the continuous growth of my Qingli Department!

It's a pity...they don't have time...

There is no time left for the Qingli Department...

The old Qingli clan murmured in pain.

He walked up to a young man and asked in a low voice.

"Son, are you willing to be a slave?"

The young man was terrified to the extreme, but he looked at the eyes of the Qingli clan elder and hated him to the extreme.

People are like that a lot of the time.

compared to brutal invaders.

They hate traitors even more.

And the clan elder in front of him is such a betrayal!

tui!

The young man suddenly spit at the Qingli elder.

This is the biggest insult to people on the grassland.

However, the Qingli clan elder did not go to hide, and abruptly endured it.

Instead, he asked the boy repeatedly.

"Son, are you willing to be a slave?"

The boy shivered and was silent for a moment, then shook his head.

"I am the young eagle of the Qingli Department!"

The Qingli elder who got the answer was in pain mixed with relief.

"Son, I'm so proud of you..."

After speaking, Daoguang cut off the head of the young man.

Then.

The Qingli clan elder walked to the next teenager again and asked.

"Son, are you willing to be a slave?"

The boy covered in blood seemed to be scared out of his wits when he heard the voice of the elder Qingli clan's voice like a Devil whispering.

Instantly fell to the ground.

Then, subconsciously imitating the slaves in the clan, he crawled in front of Han Yuan.

He kept kissing the grass in front of Han Yuan to show his submission.

The old Qingli clan turned his head to look at the young man, and his heart became more and more painful.

It was him who broke the young man's spine with his own hands.

Let him fall from a young eagle to a dog.

Just to keep him alive...

...

And with the first, soon there will be a second, a third...

When it comes to the last four teenagers, there is no need to even ask questions from the Qingli clan elders.

They, who had already completely collapsed, had already taken the initiative to crawl in front of Han Yuan.

In a jerky and weird tone, he said to Han Yuan.

"Owner……"

However, Han Yuan didn't look at these juveniles like loyal dogs.

Instead, he looked at the barbarian old man in front of him with a complicated expression.

This was the first time that Han Yuan didn't know how to evaluate a person.

And the barbarian old man suddenly smiled flatteringly when he saw Han Yuan's eyes looking at him, his face full of pain.

"General, the rest are good boys."

"In the future they will be the property of the general..."

"They'll all be good, obedient slaves."

The barbarian old man, that is, the Qingli tribe old man, said this because he didn't want Han Yuan to kill them.

Han Yuan is naturally aware of this.

But Han Yuan asked anyway.

"Do you think it's worth it?"

The barbarian old man smiled.

"On this grassland, being a heroic eagle is actually the same as being a general's hound..."

"It's all just to survive..."

After he finished speaking, he pulled the machete in his hand and directly cut off Own's head.

Seeing this, Han Yuan couldn't help but be a little taken aback.

It may be that the three views are different, and Han Yuan does not feel any shocking feeling about this.

It didn't even feel the greatness and stupidity of the other party.

It's just a pity that hundreds of experience points were wasted.

Then, he turned his attention to these newly acquired barbarian slaves.

asked with a gentle smile.

"Now, does anyone tell me where is the nearest tribe from here?"

However, The next moment, the look on Han Yuan's face, quickly froze.

Because none of these little barbarians could understand what he was talking about!

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