"Hmph! I always say this, and every time I send it, it's not very good!" The man in his forties shook his head with his hands on his back, deliberately slowed down his pace, shaking it one step and three times, just like a fat rich man who ran out for a walk after eating and drinking, and took a few young men to the ragged "front bandits".

"Hmm!" The man frowned in disgust and shook his head and said, "What does it taste like? Hum!"

He looked at the ragged bandits, looked at the black and yellow dirt on their bodies, and then looked at the wounded men lying on the cart with blood scabs, pinched their fingers and gestured at the crowd, and said calmly: "You are two hundred and five strong men, three hundred strong women, three hundred babies who eat idle food, two hundred old immortals who are waiting to die... These two hundred immortals are for nothing."

Chu Tian blinked his eyes and never calculated the calculation.

Two hundred and five strong men? Three hundred strong women? Three hundred babies? Two hundred immortals? Two hundred people who are old? This estimate shows that the population is more than one thousand, but the village has only more than five hundred and six hundred!

Several knights bowed to the man with a smile on their faces and thanked him without saying a word.

The man laughed a few times, looked at the leading burly knight and pointed, and said softly: "This is for your cousin's sake... Hey, he is very good. Last month, he has made some 'bone-strengthening soup' and is very popular among the elders in the sect."

With a wave of his hand, the man winked at the young people behind him.

A young man patted the colorful skin on his waist and took out a skin purse the size of a human head.

He shook his skin money bag hard, and the young man threw the bag to the burly knight.

The burly knight untied the rope on the mouth of the leather bag, looked into the money bag quickly, and nodded to the man with a smile: "It's true! I'm here to help you... Hey, in a few days, my cousin will come home to visit his relatives, so we will definitely tell him your benefits!"

The man smiled with satisfaction. Both sides laughed knowingly. The burly knight swung a small whip in his hand and whipped a fierce whip at a big 'bandit' man: "You group of dead prisoners who killed thousands of swords, hehe, you are bandits, blocking the road and robbing good people, and they are all going to die! But, the uncle is kind-hearted and can't bear to see you have your head cut off. He has found you a good way to take care of food and drink for the rest of your life!"

The burly knight pointed at the man Qingyi and smiled: "Follow General Fang, hehe, your good day is here!"

The officers and soldiers around and the civilians they brought laughed happily. The commanders took them to break through the hamlets and trafficked people. The commanders ate meat, and they also drank soup.

In these days, the world is not peaceful, the world is not good, and the government is extremely poor.

The officials and men don’t have to worry about food and drink. The officers and soldiers below are all bitter. It would be great if they could drink soup.

The 'Former bandits' became turbulent, and several strong men, who were not injured, strong and obviously had no family burden, glanced at the surroundings with a sneaky look, as if they wanted to find an opportunity to escape.

Manager Fang smiled "hehe" and took a deep breath. His right hand suddenly expanded to about a square foot. His palm turned blue and black, emitting a strong and pungent smell of herbs. With a wave of his hand, a "woosh" sound, a palm print condensed by two-foot square smoke flew out of his hand, and slapped heavily on a big tree that was two-foot square hugging together in the forest opposite the road.

With a "boom", the tree shook violently, and a hole the size of a water tank was broken on the trunk.

Wood chips splashed everywhere, and a trace of moisture sprayed the dozen or so bandits who were approaching. The huge force of the wood chips caused the bandits to have red scratches on their skin. Some traces tear open the skin, and fine blood particles seeped out.

The bandits were stunned.

What a 'terrible' power this is!

They are just a group of ordinary bandits who are more powerful and fierce by nature... And in Chu Tian's opinion, they are even unqualified as bandits, and they are completely amateurs. Their strength, equipment, and technical means are completely insulting the "bandit bandits" industry!

Just like this group of people, have you ever seen the "terrible" power of General Manager Fang like this "extraordinary"?

The bandits who originally wanted to escape were completely quiet, and followed the men in blue with a bleak face, lifeless and slowly walked towards the sandy road in the shade of the trees like a walking corpse.

The future is unpredictable!

What made the bandits even more angry was that all the wounded, including Chu Tian, ​​were pushed down by the officers and soldiers very roughly.

Chu Tian and the wounded lay on the ground and couldn't move. The officers and soldiers happily threw the poultry they stolen onto the big cart, tied the big animals to the frame, drove the cart, and sang songs, just like a group of old farmers returning home in the market, happily returning along the way.

"Our village car!" The young man who picked Chu Tian back to the village murmured with a crying voice.

"It's my car now!" The burly knight whipped the young man hard and gave him another kick. Then he exchanged a few greetings with General Manager Fang, and happily jumped onto the mount with his money bag.

Several knights sang cheerful battle songs away. Manager Fang pointed to Chu Tian and others on the ground and snorted coldly: "Don't worry about leaving by yourself? Take these guys with you too! They are all bought back with money! Although money in the world is not worth much... Now that the sect lacks medicine slaves, don't waste any of them!"

Several men in blue scolded loudly. The bandits who could move slowly bent down, slowly supported their injured companions, slowly straightened their bodies, and slowly walked into the sandy road step by step.

He was whipped, his eyes turned red, and he looked at the boy who was about to cry and whined a few times, called a friend to come over, and helped Chu Tian up with difficulty.

After borrowing some force from the two little guys, Chu Tian walked hard towards the sandy road in the mountains and forests with a heavy step.

After all the bandits walked into this dim sandy road, Chu Tian looked back and saw the light and shadow changing. There was still a thorny area behind him, almost airtight. Even the mountain forests that could not pass through were even rats, and the exit of the road disappeared.

Although his magic power and cultivation have been frozen, Chu Tian’s eyesight is still there.

He snorted coldly and muttered in his heart: "The most crude Five Elements Mistake Array... is even more crude than the Five Elements Mistake Array in the Tianlu World. The details are different, but the level is just like that."

The power behind General Manager Fang looks like a small sect that is not as good as the sect.

But, medicine slave?

Chu Tian thought about it secretly for a while, and finally shook his head helplessly.

Now he can't do anything. Since he comes, he will be at ease. He will rest here for a while to see if he can restore a little bit of mana.

As long as you recover a little bit of magic power, with Chu Tian’s realm and cultivation level, for example, a person who is a hundred times stronger than a thousand times stronger than a person can be blown away in one breath!

Medicine slave?
Chapter completed!