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Chapter 144
Is it King Xiang?

It seems that his end this time is even more miserable than what she wrote in the original text.

The backyard was tidy and tidy. The 23 slaves, dressed in uniform, stood there quietly with their heads bowed. Even though no one was restraining them, they were extremely self-disciplined, and no one spoke.

Pianruo tilted her head, thought for a long time, and finally understood what made her feel awkward.

Vigorous.

These people, one by one, drooped their faces, lowered their heads, remained silent, and had no vitality at all.

The slaves she selected were all young, between twenty and forty.

Pianruo stayed up late last night to read all the personal information of everyone. Among them, most of them are hereditary slaves, and the rest are degraded to slavery because of their crimes.

Pianruo observed those people calmly. After about half an hour, she found that these people had been trained really well. Even if no one was watching, no one would dare to make mistakes. There is nowhere to hide.

It's just that her place is a service industry, it's too rigid, it will affect the mood of the diners, right?

Pianruo thought carefully, and finally walked out from the dark place.

She was wearing women's clothing today, no one here knew her, and when they saw someone coming, everyone was subconsciously vigilant, like a frightened cat.

They quickly gathered into a ball, warming each other and encouraging each other.

Seeing their subconscious reactions, Pianruo's eyes showed some satisfaction.

The sense of unity is good, and timidity can also be cultivated slowly.

Pianruo raised her eyebrows, acting like a female mountain king, picked a stone pier that looked more pleasing to the eye, sat on it, bent one leg, put it on the stone pier, and put one arm on her knee , with his head tilted, a rare playfulness appeared on his soft and beautiful face, like an elf flying in the mountains.

"Everyone who knows martial arts will stand up."

Suddenly, a sound passed through the silent courtyard and fell into everyone's ears. It was like a thunderstorm and made everyone tremble with fright.

Pianruo stopped talking, but fixed her eyes, and her eyes swept back and forth on everyone's body seriously and seriously.

She knew that everyone heard her clearly, but what she wanted to confirm was whether anyone had the courage to stand up.

A woman bit her lip, as if she had made great determination, she stood out from the crowd, her voice was tense, and she replied in a low voice: "I... will... a little bit."

Pianruo recognized at a glance that this was the woman in yesterday's room who was a little more courageous but not good at hiding her emotions.

She does know some, but the level is not high, low-level red spirit, in this era, there is no difference between having martial arts and not having one.

The white fingers lightly clasped the bent knees.

She is still waiting.

The air was too quiet, except for Pianruo, everyone was feeling uneasy.

Among the 23 people, there are men and women, each of them has endured a lot of hardships and passed through the world for many years before coming to Pianruo's eyes and standing in this courtyard.

Because they have suffered too much in the past, they are not sure what kind of life is waiting for them in the future.

After all, in this world, slaves have no human rights.

They are inferior to others, and their greatest dream is to be safe and alive.

Pianruo didn't miss the expression on anyone's face, when she was looking at them, they were also observing her silently.

The green spirit woman was hesitating, hesitating whether she should go out or not.

Pianruo's patience was extremely good, her expression remained unchanged, she still waited silently.

The green spirit girl saw Pianruo's fingers tapping her knees.

In her eyes, a tiny ray of light suddenly flashed, fleeting like a meteor, but Pianruo never missed it.

That hand, she remembered.

Yesterday, it was such a beautiful hand that held her cold fingertips and brought her brief warmth.

The green spirit woman no longer hesitated, her hesitant eyes became firm.

She stood up, "Me too."

The satisfaction with her in Pianruo's eyes added a bit more.

Silently from the bottom of my heart, I added a few more strokes to her attributes, being careful enough, good at observation, doing things safely, and not blindly following the trend.

Pianruo remained calm, her focus was not on the D-rank slaves, but her final gaze was on the B-rank slave.

It was a man with a handsome appearance, when Pianruo looked through his information yesterday, she was slightly surprised for a moment.

His father was the former imperial censor of the capital. Most of the important ministers were at the foot of the emperor. This position was not very eye-catching in this place where high-ranking officials were everywhere, but it could be regarded as having some real power in his hands.

As a result, he was imprisoned for his crimes and was finally sentenced to death. All his family members were distributed, either dead or dead, and there were very few left.

This man is only in his thirties, his eyes are no longer clear, and he has experienced many vicissitudes.

He is the seventh rank of the Green Spirit, and among this group of slaves, his rank is the highest.

But until the two girls of Class C stood up, he still didn't move a step, which made Pianruo frowned slightly.

As if he noticed that Pianruo's eyes were on him, the man finally took a step forward, and said in a low voice, "I will."

The corner of Pianruo's mouth raised an arc, everyone thought she was smiling.

However, only those who are familiar with her know that it is not a smile.

Because there was no smile in her long and narrow phoenix eyes.

The man's initial attributes were overturned by her, and she started to record again in her heart.

If you have a high rank, but you have no guts, if you have nothing to do with yourself, you will hang yourself high, selfish, and indifferent.

Pianruo finally stood up and divided the twenty D-level slaves into two groups according to male and female.

Ten people in each group lined up one by one and stood on both sides of the courtyard.

Her eyes skipped over the two Class C slaves, and landed on the Class B man again. With a sneer, her plain fingers pointed at the man without warning, and said coldly: "You, stay with me for a few days!" trick."

The man's jaw tensed suddenly, and his body stretched involuntarily.

"Yes."

Even his voice became stiff.

"You guys stay away." Pianruo shouted at the two C-level slaves, slapped her palm in the air, passed the two women without hesitation, and landed on the man.

Lan Ling's first-order strength was exposed, and the man was no match for her at all.

Everyone's eyes were fixed, and when they looked at Pianruo again, the fear in their eyes suddenly disappeared and turned into deep awe.

They had never seen such a young blue spirit.

The man clenched his teeth, waved his spiritual power, and tried his best to block.

But in just a second, Pianruo was thrown to the ground.

"Get up and continue."

Pianruo's voice was so cold that there was no temperature at all.

A bitter look appeared on the man's face, and the veins on his forehead bulged. He struggled to get up from the ground, and fought again.

(End of this chapter)