Qin Haoxuan glanced over and found that the people around the muscular third brother were almost full of hostility, and there were even a few scars on the faces of several of them.

Inside the house, there was a group of people who obviously distanced themselves from the third brother who was leaning against the door. Although they were also watching their own situation, compared to the people around the third brother, although those people were more numerous, they did not have the anger of those around the third brother, and they just watched quietly.

"Old rules." The third brother glanced at the room lightly and spit out three words from his mouth.

After hearing this, the little man became excited as if he was injected with chicken blood. While rolling his sleeves, he walked towards Qin Haoxuan: "Boy, if you don't teach you a lesson, you don't know the rules. You won't even say hello to your third brother when you come in?! Ah!"

Looking at the thin monkey who was not tall but very imposing, Qin Haoxuan sighed secretly. He didn't think about taking action at first, but now it seems that it is inevitable.

"It's enough. Every time you come, you have to bully people. If you have the ability to bully people who are better than you, what's the point of bullying newcomers here?"

Just as Qin Haoxuan was about to take action, a very rough voice came from the people inside.

Qin Haoxuan looked over there curiously and saw a middle-aged uncle walking out from inside. The uncle was of medium height, with a strong body, a circle of fine beard on his chin, and a pair of eyes were very vivid. He looked at the bluffing thin monkey with dissatisfaction.

"Hey, you old slut, how dare you fight against the third brother, be brave?" It seemed that the uncle's hatred was much higher than Qin Haoxuan. As soon as he heard the uncle's voice, the thin monkey immediately turned the artillery fire and pointed directly at another group of people, "Brothers, teach them a lesson!"

The thin monkey screamed and scolded, but his body was still not moving. He looked around and found that the people on his side had no intention of following him. He was thick-skinned enough and turned around and looked at Qin Haoxuan again: "Boy, I will kill you first!"

"It's noisy."

A cold female voice came from the innermost part of the house. The sound was too cold and too sudden, causing the temperature of the whole house to drop instantly.

Qin Haoxuan's heart was trembling. Before he could feel the strangeness in his heart carefully, he saw the thin monkey running towards him showing great pain, his facial features were twisted, and he suddenly knelt down, covering his mouth with both hands, and large pieces of blood with minced flesh flowed out from his fingers.

This scene happened too quickly, and many people didn't realize what happened. They saw the thin monkey rolling on the ground twitching and stopped moving, collapsed in the blood, and a strong smell of blood spread throughout the room.

No one spoke, and extreme silence spread throughout the room. Even the third brother, who was arrogant at the beginning, straightened his back and changed from a semi-lying state to a sitting position.

Qin Haoxuan turned his head slightly and looked inside the room. The person led by the uncle silently gave in and lowered his head slightly, which was an extremely respectful attitude.

Behind this group of people, there was a place that was extremely cleaner than other places, sitting on it, a woman with slightly closed eyes, as if everything that just happened had nothing to do with her.

The robe that was also worn by the servants, but the domineering aura came from the woman's body. The sunlight fell from the cracks in the house, and I could only see the woman's long hair simply buckled behind her head.

Qin Haoxuan narrowed his eyes slightly, feeling that the woman was not simple. The power she exuded in the moment was approaching the Immortal Infant Realm.

Qin Haoxuan believed that his judgment would not be a problem, so things were even more strange. A strong man in the Immortal Infant Realm had neither abolished his cultivation nor bound by any magical instruments, and was thrown into such a place as a slave. Why?

When the unbearable silence in the house passed, the third brother, who was a little stiff, swallowed carefully, gave a wink at the younger brother beside him, lowered his voice and said, "Why don't you go and deal with that idiot clean."

The people around him shivered and dragged out the thin monkey who was spread on the ground. Once the sound of moving was louder, they would still peek at the woman on the other end of the big bunk bed in fear.

When everything was cleaned up and it was completely dark, everyone quietly climbed up the bunk and started to sleep. Because in that scene just now, the three brothers and uncles competed for beds every day and did not happen, and no one dared to speak loudly, for fear that they would become the next thin monkey.

Qin Haoxuan took back his thoughtful gaze and laughed secretly. Now he couldn't even protect himself. He even went to care about others. He shook his head. Qin Haoxuan climbed onto the bed, lay down between his third brother and his uncle, ignored the sight coming from both directions, and started to sleep.

Since then, Qin Haoxuan's life has begun to repeat day by day. The daily accidents only come from the little devil's tossing, but he can deal with it without any danger every time.

He also discovered that the woman he met on the first day was not in the room at night in the following days. When he heard other demon slaves talk about it, he realized that the woman was basically not in the room very much. The last time he saw her, he had a great fortune.

Moreover, it is worth being happy that he became more familiar with the practice of the "Battle of Dao Sutra" and gradually discovered that the connection between the sun in the sky and himself is deepening every day. Next to his broken immortal seed, a tiny sun gradually took shape, and the warm power was gradually entered into the immortal seed, and the cracks became shallower and shallower. Finally, after half a year, it completely disappeared.

After meditation and practice on this day, Qin Haoxuan looked at his immortal seed with pleasure, thinking that he could finally practice again.

"Where are the spiritual medicines I want from Dazhuang? Have you taken them back?" Song Haomin's stinky brat's voice came from afar.

Qin Haoxuan sighed and walked towards Song Haomin's alchemy furnace, and thought to himself: "It's time to consider stealing the Dragon Scale Sword back and leaving here."

Song Haomin took the spiritual medicine handed over by Qin Haoxuan and looked at Qin Haoxuan for a few more times, which made Qin Haoxuan's heart tighten.

"Hiss, I always think you are not an ordinary mortal." Song Haomin narrowed his eyes and returned to the alchemy furnace, "But you are indeed a useless seed, it's really strange. Okay, go find these kinds of spiritual medicines for me. I use snacks, and I look for them so slowly every time. Do you really think I can't kill you?"

Qin Haoxuan left with the map, and cold sweat oozed out from behind.

You still have to act carefully in the future. If something I can practice is spread, it may cause trouble.

A few days later, Song Haomin suddenly called Qin Haoxuan, who was weeding the Lingtian outside. Qin Haoxuan was secretly alert, feeling that this kid was trying to hold back again.

As soon as he arrived at the gate of the yard, Qin Haoxuan met Song Haomin who was about to go out. Song Haomin glanced at Qin Haoxuan lightly, and walked out without saying a word.

Maintaining the habit of not speaking without saying anything, Qin Haoxuan followed Song Haomin silently.

When he arrived at another wide place, Qin Haoxuan found that there were already many people gathering here.

Song Haomin's voice was filled with excitement and warning: "Do you know what that is doing?"

Qin Haoxuan looked inside through the crowd and found two demon cultivators standing in the empty field in the middle, with murderous intent spreading among them. One of them was wearing the costumes of the Tianyan Sect, with a arrogant expression, but with a chilling coldness in his eyes.

Another man was wearing dirty slave clothes and looked crazy.

Despite speculation, Qin Haoxuan shook his head.

Song Haomin looked at Qin Haoxuan with a look of a fool: "I don't know so clearly, I'm such a fool. This is the servant challenging the master. I'll let you see in advance what the servant will end up being dared to do these things, so as not to overestimate your ability in the future."

Although there was speculation, Qin Haoxuan was still stunned when he heard it.

In the Taoist sect, there are basically no compulsory servants. Therefore, before he came to the Tianyan Sect, he did not know that the people at the bottom of the demon cultivator lived so miserably. Not only could their lives be lost at any time, but their dignity was trampled on was useless.

If Qin Haoxuan thought about the master's cruelty, Song Haomin was actually quite good.

"I heard that this servant's immortal seed has taken root and bought the Fire Dragon Talisman for a high price. The ending this time is really possible."

"Hey, I feel so too. I heard that the servant put in a lot of effort to defeat Yuan Ming."

As more and more people gathered around, everyone's discussion gradually focused on winning or losing. Some people even seized the opportunity, set up a bet, opened the bet, and whoever wins the duel will win.

To Qin Haoxuan's surprise, many people actually bought the slave and won.

"Senior Brother Song, let's go buy bets too." Zhou Teng poked his head out from behind Song Haomin and looked at the group of brothers who were shouting and not stopping betting, "If you win, the spirit stone will be several times more."

Qin Haoxuan looked at the scattered low-grade spirit stones in their hands and laughed secretly. For them who had just entered the world of cultivation, these low-grade spirit stones were also considered a wealth.

Song Haomin glanced at the spirit stone in Zhou Teng's hand and did not answer.

"Senior Brother Song, don't you have the best spirit stones in your hand?" Zhou Teng lowered his voice, "If you press these on, you will definitely make a lot of money once you win."

Song Haomin said: "Junior brother, it's better to have less gambling on spirit stones. And in my opinion, the winner of this duel must be Yuan Ming."

In order to prevent Song Haomin from seeing him laugh, Qin Haoxuan turned to look into the battlefield.
Chapter completed!