Chapter 7: Slaves, slave imprint

The shadowless needle in her hand flew out like a lightning bolt, and accurately and quietly pierced the four-person gas sea.
The flying swords in the hands of the four guards suddenly stopped in the air, and then fell to the ground with a "jingle".
The faces of the four men were full of horror and incredulity, staring at the sneer girl in the field.
Suddenly, one person screamed: "Why can't my spiritual power be used!"
"Devil, what have you done to us!!"
Tunxi smiled, and the whole person jumped up and lifted his feet to turn over the four people who lost their spiritual power.
On the stage of the light and shadow, the slender and petite girl stood up and looked at the people under the stage.
In her whole body, she was a mourning bastional monk, and Zhu Zhongba, who had been scared to fall into the ground.
This scene is too shocking and too strange. It is just a thin girl, but it seems that the Queen is visiting her own territory, which makes people feel fear and worship.
Zhu Zhongba looked at the girl not far from the face with horror, and the two-strength battle almost fell.
Seeing that the brook would come to him, he was so scared that he screamed and rushed to hug the hands of the unintentional hand and shouted: "Save me... save me! The monk is making trouble in your shack, do you care? I am your guest!!"
"As long as you help me to subdue her, I will give you all the crystals! I will give you all!"
Unintentionally, he detached from his hands and looked at Tunxi with interest. He said: "Zhu Shaoye, I said it earlier, the goods are sold, I am not responsible."
"From the moment I gave you the slave card, this product has nothing to do with the museum."
If there is no desire, Zhu will be in a hurry, and suddenly he will be blessed to the soul, and his face will be filled with ecstasy.
He worked in vain, frantically injected into the slave card, and whispered nervously in his mouth.
"Smelly girl, you are dead! Dare to beat me, you are dead!"
At the moment when Zhu Zhongba’s spiritual power was injected into the slavery card, Tunxi suddenly felt acupuncture-like pain in his brain.
The feeling of pain is very familiar. Just at the entrance of the inspector, she was comatose because of this sting.
Damn-! It is a slave seal! It turned out that his body was beaten into slaves forbidden!
In the eyes of Tunxi, the anger of the coldness was exposed, and the feet flew away.
She is leaving, leave here right away!
Even if she is dead, she will never become a slave to others, bow down and be ruined!
It has not yet ran five meters away, and the pain in the brain has suddenly increased.
Tunxi could no longer maintain the consciousness of shackles, his body shook a little, and he was unable to faint on the ground again.
Zhu Zhongba held the slave card and carefully stepped forward. When he confirmed that the brook was really unconscious and had no resistance, he finally laughed wildly.
"Smelly girl, see how you still scream!" He squatted on the brook.
"I dare to beat Laozi, I am impatient! I will let you know how bad it is to fight against this young master!"
At this time, the guards who were knocked down also stood up.
The original Dantian that had been sealed had already recovered as usual, and there was no more inability to use it.
Their faces showed a relief expression, and they looked at the stunned creek, and they flashed taboos and grudges in their eyes.
Zhu Zhongba’s face was full of enthusiasm and waved:
Even a stinky girl can’t make it, but I still have to shoot.

"Give me a cage and carry it back. If I make a mistake, see if I am spared!"
The guards should be screaming, throwing the stunned cockroaches into the cage, like a beast bought by the market, and swaying out.