boyutpedia Chapter 828: The Rebellion Of The Witch Clan
Chapter 828: The Rebellion Of The Witch Clan
After two hours of rapid flight, Xuan's descendants conveniently entered the territory of the Wu clan.
With just a slight glance down, Xuan already showed unbelievable suspicion, "What? This is the realm of the witch clan?"
I saw that the weeds were overgrown below, the land was dry, and the crack was big enough to hold the next person.
The lake bottomed out, and the soft silt had been hardened by the sun. In the forest, the leaves of the trees turned yellow and fell off one after another, and the branches were withered, and they were still struggling to die.
There was no greenery in the whole land, and suddenly Xuan thought he had entered a barren hell.
No wonder these witches wore animal skins again. I thought they were going retro, but it turned out...there is no water, how can we weave clothes?
Flying forward for a while, it seems to be a town, the situation is better than the desert just now, at least there are people.
However, in the town below, there was a lot of humming, women's cries, children's shouts, and men's cursing, all of which could be heard endlessly.
Xuan flew down until he could see and hear the whole picture clearly. Most of the people of the Wu clan here showed hunger and yellow faces, with a look of lovelessness.
On a gazebo in the distance, a man of the Wu tribe in luxurious clothes was arrogantly yelling at the three people kneeling on the ground.
"You old man, the two daughters still want to sell two spirit stones, and they don't care what they are!"
"My lord, please do me a favor, the family really can't open the pot, otherwise, I wouldn't be willing to sell my two precious daughters!"
An old man with a dimpled face said good things while weeping.
The grooves on his face had penetrated deep into the skin texture, and even his eyes were squeezed into a line. Due to the perennial hunger, his skin was dark and covered with dark brown spots, and he looked like he was dying.
"Okay, okay, hurry up, one and a half spirit stones, no more, next one!"
The young man in fine clothes spat, contemptuously thinking that he had dirty his eyes.
The two women next to the old man sat helplessly on the ground, watching the old father take away the half-spiritual stone, with numb and indifferent expressions on their faces.
For them, they no longer have a home, and they would be beaten if they ran back, and their entire family would be affected.
There was already a long queue at the back, and they were all in similar situations, coming to sell their daughters.
Among the men with slightly better conditions in the town, who doesn't have three wives and four concubines, hugging left and right.
For them, the poor man's daughter is like a toy, which is fresh, good-looking and fun, and after playing with it, it will be replaced with a new one, and so on.
And the shaman in charge of the deacon in the town is holding these bought women in the Yihong courtyard at the moment, who are delicious and spicy.
"Come, come, little beauty, let's have a drink!"
The words were full of teasing and drunkenness.
Looking around, in the entire Yihong Courtyard, all the women were wearing revealing clothes. The cloth on their bodies could only cover some sensitive parts, and the rest was only covered by a layer of gauze.
Not only that, but they were also forced to stand at the door to solicit customers. Anyone with a few coins in their pockets was pulled over and forced to spend.
All the work of production and cultivation was delayed, and no one did it.
Everyone, starving to death, desperate and desperate, playing to death, this place seems to have become a forgotten place in the fairy world.
Rao Shixuan, who prided himself on being ruthless, killing people without blinking an eye, just couldn't stand it any longer, and brought Yu Lingwei directly to the sky above the town.
Yulingwei slashed down with two swords, and the roof of Yihong Courtyard was overturned, and the people inside were terrified.
A person with a hangover, who has not sobered up, murmured, "One more drink, one more drink, what's the noise!"
The two imperial guards flew straight to the sky above the roof, flicked their hands lightly, a ray of light came out from their hands, and the deacon's shaman was bound in an instant.
With another swipe of his hand, Wu Chen had already been blown to the ground outside the house by a gust of wind.
One after another, several other deacons were also thrown out.
"Who? Who is so bold, do you know who I am?" Yao Chen was furious and uttered wild words.
With a slight movement of Yulingwei's hand, several loud "papa" big-eared melon seeds hit their faces.
After a while, these people who were waving and clamoring just now were beaten to the ground, unable to stand up straight, panting heavily.
The blood in the mouth has dripped into the dust on the ground along the corner of the mouth.
After a dozen or so breaths, the deacon's shaman raised his head with difficulty, and three teeth came out of his mouth.
His eyes hurt from being pierced, and he couldn't see the faces of Xuan and Yu Lingwei clearly, probably because he hadn't been in the sun for a long time, and he was drunk every day.
"Dare to ask who is here, this is the territory of my witch clan, you...you..."
Before he finished speaking, Yu Lingwei gave him a hard look, "Huh?"
"We surrender! Surrender!" Wu Chen had no more power to resist, and sat slumped on the ground, allowing the imperial guards to deal with him.
"God, save us poor people, we can't survive!"
One by one, the sallow, emaciated, haggard civilians of the Wu ethnic group knelt down.
"Take us away too, we can't live here anymore!"
"Just give us something to eat!"
Xuan gave a long sigh, and signaled to Yu Lingwei to kill the deacon's shaman.
Afterwards, use a long rope, each with one hand, to pull up these slaves who were acquired without much effort.
"You guys, clean up the battlefield!"
The three imperial guards who received the order quickly dispersed and searched around the town.
When he returned, the storage ring was already filled with treasures looted by many witch officials.
"Very good!" Mystic consciousness swept over and praised, "Continue to advance to the new capital of the Wu Clan!"
"Yes, Lord Xuan!" Hundreds of imperial guards set off again, leading a long line of slaves behind them.
From a distance, it looks like a snake stretching in the desert. The head of the snake is moving fast, and the tail of the snake is pulled quickly.
When we arrived at the next town, it looked more prosperous on the surface, but upon closer inspection, it was different.
The busiest place on the street is Yihong Courtyard, where wealthy Wu clan men are dressed gorgeously, hugging left and right.
There was even a deformed performance developed on the street. The mother of Yihongyuan asked the daughters of these poor families to compete on stage. Whoever seduces the most men will be worth more.
But not only the dignitaries like to watch it, but even the poor come to join in the fun. The hardship of life has already made them numb.
Seeing the girls on the stage, who were originally from good families, resorted to clumsy seduction techniques one by one, and their ugly appearance made everyone laugh.
Even being ridiculed as a slut, there is no room for sadness. Some thin-skinned sons of good families have already hit the post and died.
However, this was also regarded as a kind of performance, "You bitch, if you can't do it, go bump into the pillar!"
Hahahaha, laughter and cursing are endless.