In the dim corridor, rows of wooden fence cages line both sides. At the end of the corridor, two soldiers with a body like a bull head were drinking and bragging!

"Niu Da, it's so boring for us in this slave camp! When can we switch to the blood crystal battlefield?"

"Niu Er, don't worry, it will always be our turn. It's good here. We have the final say. There are tens of thousands of humans who can vent!"

"Haha, that's right. Seeing them howling miserably or dying frequently makes the blood in my body get excited!"

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In a wooden fence cage in the middle, a young man in ragged clothes was sitting in the corner. There were dozens of figures in the fence, sitting around and whispering, but it did not affect the young man. The young man still

He was thinking about something in his mind.

The young man's name is Zhou Xiang, and he has been in this slave camp for more than two years.

But his soul has been here less than a month.

He is a time traveler, a time traveler who took the place of that unfortunate ghost and inherited his painful memories and scummy body!

The man he traveled through time was also named Zhou Xiang. He was only seventeen years old, but he was a second-generation ancestor who sought death and became a slave. Zhou Xiang called him "Little Zhou Xiang."

Xiao Zhouxiang came from the Datong Empire in Qingzhou Continent.

His father, Zhou Chengshan, was a merchant and his aunt was a noble concubine in the palace.

As for Xiao Zhouxiang, who has been identified as a warrior and a soul master since he was a child, his Dantian is in chaos and his sea of ​​consciousness is a mess!

So he gave up on himself and lived the good life of the second generation ancestor early. He was ignorant and incompetent every day, causing trouble everywhere, and he was a long-term customer of the brothel casino!

Zhou Chengshan did not give up his lesson and took 14-year-old Zhou Xiang into business with the intention of training him.

But in the Blood Crystal Wasteland, they met the Flying Eagle Demon Thief Group. Although they repelled the thieves, Xiao Zhouxiang was kidnapped and finally sold to the Orcs together with his follower Wednesday!

In this way, little Zhou Xiang was transferred to this slave camp, where he endured hardship for more than two years!

Until a month ago, I could no longer hold on and ended my life with a hemp rope!

This world is the fantasy world that Zhou Xiang longs for!

Composed of 4 continents, separated by the endless sea, the four continents...

There was a sudden noise in the cage, interrupting Zhou Xiang's thoughts!

Zhou Xiang looked around and saw a middle-aged slave in his thirties standing up and shouting!

What are you doing? Huh? Are you going to riot again? Continue that endless cycle?

Just as Zhou Xiang guessed, more than thirty slaves in the cage all stood up and gathered around the middle-aged slave, listening to the middle-aged man shouting with excitement!

"Comrades, I am a scholar from the Wenyuan Empire. I was captured and made a slave here..."

As soon as he opened his mouth, the two drinking tauren soldiers stood up quickly, picked up their whips and ran over.

"Damn, you're looking for death, right? Do you come here twice a month?"

"Quiet, shut up!"...

While cursing, he started whipping against the fence.

But ten slaves walked resolutely to the fence, turned their backs, and resisted the whistling whip.

The whip was struck on their bodies, and there was a cracking sound as it penetrated their flesh. Zhou Xiang saw them gritting their teeth, but they didn't even moan!

The middle-aged slave is still shouting!

"These orcs, they are greedy, bloody, and cruel!

They claim to be an intelligent race, but they have no humanity. They even kill their own race!

In tens of thousands of years of war, they have killed so many fellow human beings and robbed so many of our wives and daughters.

They want to occupy the entire blood crystal.

Why? Because without blood crystals, the human race cannot practice and will all become their slaves.

Think of our situation as slaves..."

Hearing this, Zhou Xiang felt the same. In this month's situation, he endured the whip, endured hunger, and wanted to resist or commit suicide several times, but he kept gritting his teeth and endured...

"Is there any slave who has survived more than half a year? Ask the people around you!"

"The average life expectancy is three months, half a year at most!"

"Then, then we will be starved, whipped and tortured to death!"

"What are we going to do, wait to die? Live for three more months?"

When the two tauren soldiers saw that there was a wall blocking them, they stopped beating them with their whips and hurriedly ran towards the end of the corridor.

There are two big knives there, waiting on the table!

The middle-aged man’s voice became louder and louder!

And Zhou Xiang's heart was beating wildly in response to the middle-aged man's words, and his blood was boiling all over!

"Stop being patient!"

"We still have fists! Use our fists to resist to your heart's content!"

"Although he may die, as long as one person escapes, the human race will have more strength."

"As long as you kill an orc, the orc will lose some strength."

"Rather than waiting to die here, it's better to change some people's lives!"

"Maybe you are the one who escaped!"

The two tauren ran back with big swords.

They smiled ferociously, aimed at the slave who had his back turned to them, and began to chop at him.

Blood slowly overflowed from their mouths and chests, and slaves fell one after another, but there were smiles on their lips!

All the slaves in the cages on both sides of the passage, after hearing the scholar's words and looking at the blood flowing into the passage, their faces flushed, and the blood in their chests surged, they all began to take action.

"One, two, three, kick"

The remaining ten slaves in the cage followed the shouting and kicked towards the fence as thick as an arm.

The entire prison cage shook.

Zhou Xiang also stood up and wanted to kick the fence.

A hand grabbed him tightly!

"Master, calm down!"

It's his servant, Wednesday who was robbed together!

Zhou Xiang's eyes turned red and he shouted to Wednesday: "Come with me!"

But Wednesday stood up and hugged him tightly.

"Master, it's all about confusion and empathy!"

Zhou Xiang was startled, and his rationality gradually returned. Thinking about the hot blood and uncontrollable heartbeat just now, his whole body was soaked in cold sweat.

Yes, the innate skills awakened by scholars can be activated without spiritual energy and can resonate with people!

There was a clicking sound, and one after another, and the wooden bars of many cages were kicked down with the concerted efforts of the slaves!

The slaves who ran out of the cage shouted and rushed towards the passage at the end of the corridor.

The two tauren were not in front of Zhou Xiang's cage, but were retreating towards the end of the passage while slashing.

Zhou Xiang stopped, holding back his impulse again.

He just looked at the unarmed slaves who were hacked and fell to the ground. They were all practicing monks, but under the influence of the Qi-Sealing Pill, like Zhou Xiang, they were just ordinary people.

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The middle-aged slave was also in the crowd, still shouting!

"Come on, there are only two of them, one of them can escape!"

As the number of deaths increased, more slaves rushed forward, and the two tauren guards were gradually submerged in the crowd.

But at the end of the corridor, a group of tauren guards appeared at the entrance.

The leader, an unusually burly tauren, stared at the approaching crowd with a lewd smile.

Zhou Xiang saw the bull-headed man, that was the head guard of the slave camp, Niu Drew! He already knew the result and couldn't bear to read any more.

Niudru shouted: "Charge!"

In the four-meter-wide corridor, the four tauren at the front of the tauren guard bent down, holding their broadswords with their blades outwards, across their chests, lowering their heads, pointing their sharp horns at the crowd running over, their muscles bulging.

The horns and the long knife also glowed.

With the neat right leg kicking the ground, like four huge arrows shot out, the figure instantly crashed into the tide of slaves.

The collision continued for more than 20 meters before stopping!

Wherever he passed, the entire passage had been cleared, and the ground was full of broken limbs and arms that had been chopped off with long knives.
To be continued...