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There were even many slaves who hugged each other, cried and screamed. Isn't it their greatest hope in this life to have the right to be a human being and to get rid of the stigma of being a slave?
Since they were exiled here, they have been like rats crossing the street. Everyone yells and beats them. They can only turn their backs on the sunshine and live in dark corners all day long.
Now, Xiao Xuan's words are like a light in the endless darkness. Even a glimmer of light will make people pursue it risklessly, right?
Seeing that his words had achieved results, Xiao Xuan also breathed a sigh of relief. It seemed that he had awakened a bit of their souls.
Compared to the 10,000 regular army, Xiao Xuan was actually more optimistic about the 20,000 slave army.
Because the regular army is not loyal to itself, but to the Nebula Army. But if you deprive the slave army of their slave status, then they will be loyal to you to the death after being reborn.
After all, for them, restoring their dignity is even more important than their lives.
Moreover, not all slave armies are rotten wood. On the contrary, Xiao Xuan feels that those who can commit crimes are not ordinary people.
They just lack an opportunity.
Just like him, he is so talented, but if he had not met Yan Shuai, he would be a slave now.
"Zhuoying, how do you manage the slave army?" Xiao Xuan looked at Zhuoying.
Zhuo Ying bit her red lips and thought for a while, then said: "I think a leader should be selected from the slave army."
"First, the commander selected from the slave army has appeal. The commander understands the slaves and facilitates management. The slave army will also recognize him more."
"Both of them, selecting a leader from the slave army, can contain Fan Xing. After all, although Fan Xing has surrendered, his heart is like the sea and must be guarded against."
Xiao Xuan nodded, he thought so in his heart. After all, he was alone and had no close followers in the army. If Fan Xing was allowed to command the slave army, he would not be at ease. Flashdance
If a leader is selected from the slave army, then this person will definitely be grateful to him. If he trains him in the future, he may become his right-hand man.
The reason why he stayed with Fan Xing was because he had just arrived and was not familiar with things in Cangxue Dragon City. It would be best to have someone who could help with things.
For him, the most important thing is to improve his own strength and make star cards. If he has to do all the other trivial matters, he will die of exhaustion sooner or later.
Therefore, it would not be too late to use him first, and then replace him when the main city is completed and he is completely familiar with Cangxue Dragon City here.
So, the question now is to see if there is anyone with such wide appeal in the slave army.
So, he looked at the many slave soldiers and said, "Do you have any suitable candidates?"
"Fufeng!"
"Fufeng!"
"Fufeng!"
“…”
As his voice fell, after a brief silence, exclamations filled the sky, one after another like a tide.
Everyone shouted the name Fufeng in unison.
Xiao Xuan was stunned for a moment, a little surprised. What kind of person is he who has such high popularity among the slave army?
Zhuo Ying's face changed slightly, and there was an inexplicable meaning in her eyes.
"What's wrong?" Xiao Xuan asked, noticing the change in her expression, "Who is he?"
"He..." Zhuo Ying's pretty face condensed, she hesitated for a moment, and said, "He was the overall champion of the Seven Halls Martial Arts Competition three years ago."
"What?" Xiao Xuan's pupils shrank, and there was deep surprise in his eyes. There were no words that could describe his overwhelming mood at this time!
Fufeng, whom everyone said was the champion of the Seven Halls Martial Arts Competition three years ago? !
You must know that the Seventh Palace Martial Arts Competition is the highest competition for the Nebula Legion. It is similar to the college entrance examination on Earth. Those who can come out on top in the Seventh Palace Martial Arts Competition will have a bright future.
If you can fight your way through the many proud men of the Nebula Legion and reach the top, your future will be limitless!
After he won the championship, he rose directly to the top and became the deputy master of Tianyuan Palace in one fell swoop.
Although he took advantage of a loophole and had a bit of luck in it, it is enough to show the gold content of the championship.
Now, the Seventh Palace Martial Arts Champion three years ago has fallen to this?
Zhuo Ying sighed and said, "He is the direct disciple of the former palace master Yunliu, and he is also his favorite disciple."
"His talent was even stronger than that of Qin Sheng. At that time, he was the pride of the entire Tianyuan Palace. After the disappearance of the master of Yunliu Palace, although the Tianyuan Palace was in decline, it was not as divided as it is now, because everyone I feel that as the first disciple of Yunliu, Fufeng will definitely be able to take over the Tianyuan Palace."
"Then, why did it become like this?" Xiao Xuan couldn't help but ask.
Zhuo Ying said: "Although you can only become the palace master by holding the palace master's seal, Fufeng, who has strong cohesion, won the championship, and also has the support of Yan Shuai. In everyone's heart, he is the new palace master."
"But that day, everything changed."
"Because a deputy palace master of Fenyan Palace openly insulted Yunliu Palace Master, saying that he was a person who deceived his master and betrayed his ancestors. Fufeng was so angry that he single-handedly killed the city and county that the deputy palace master was in charge of. , killed the deputy palace master, and even severely injured three six-star card masters."
"The deputy palace master is a six-star peak star card master."
"This matter was too big and Yan Shuai couldn't save him. Moreover, he refused to admit his mistake and preferred to be punished, so he was exiled here."
"Subsequently, the name of Fufeng, like the master of Yunliu Palace, became a taboo in the Nebula Legion, and no one dared to mention it again."
Xiao Xuan was so overwhelmed that he single-handedly fought against four six-star card masters, even killing one and severely injuring three. This was too strong!
His senior brother, who is not only talented but also passionate, has now become a slave. It is really a pity that a pearl is covered in dust.
Although he killed someone, the person he killed was the deputy palace master, but as a disciple, how could he endure seeing his master being humiliated?
If one day Yan Shuai is openly insulted by someone, he will not hesitate to kill the other person's hometown. Some things are worth risking their lives to protect.
Xiao Xuan touched the storage ring and made sure there were several jugs of good wine in it, then said, "Take me to see him."
After hearing about his experience, he felt a little sympathetic towards this senior brother whom he had never met before.
Under the leadership of a slave, Xiao Xuan quickly arrived at where Fufeng was.
It was a slender figure, leaning lazily on the corner to bask in the sun, with his eyes slightly closed, as if he was asleep.
He has a tall and slim figure, his black hair is flowing down, and the faint smile at the corner of his mouth is fascinating.
Xiao Xuan secretly admired him in his heart. He was worthy of being a disciple of Yunliu. Even though he was in prison, he still maintained his cool demeanor.
Throwing myself into the dust, the thunderstorm roared, and I sang loudly.
The slave was about to wake him up, but Xiao Xuan stopped him. After signaling him to leave, he sat quietly opposite him.
About half an hour later, Fufeng slowly opened his eyes, bleary-eyed, and glanced at Xiao Xuan indifferently. His deep gaze seemed to be able to penetrate all secrets.
When Xiao Xuan's eyes met his, he felt an indescribable sense of oppression. Fufeng gave him a feeling that was even stronger than that of Yong Yi.
"Is something wrong?" After a while, Fufeng spoke.
Xiao Xuan took out two jugs of wine from the ring, handed one to him, and said with a smile: "My name is Xiao Xuan, and I am now working in Cangxue Dragon City. I heard that my senior brother is here, so I thought of coming to have a drink with him. "
"Xiao Xuan?" Fufeng's eyes narrowed, and he suddenly lost all sleep, "Are you this year's Seventh Palace Martial Arts Champion and the new deputy hall master of Tianyuan Palace, Xiao Xuan?"
Xiao Xuandao: "Junior brother, I'm just lucky. How can it compare to the skill of senior brother who defeated all heroes three years ago?"
Fufeng was silent for a while and said, "You came to see me today. What's the matter?"
Xiao Xuan shook his head and said, "Senior brother, I misunderstood. I just want to have a good drink with senior brother."
Fufeng glanced at him indifferently, opened the cork, and drank a sip of wine. His eyes lit up and he praised: "I like this wine."
Soon, he drank it all in one gulp, feeling like he still had some unfinished thoughts.
Seeing that Fufeng had almost finished drinking, Xiao Xuan finally spoke: "I am the newbie king in this year's freshman exam. Senior brother, do you know why I chose Tianyuan Palace?"
"Why." Fufeng said.
Xiao Xuan was silent for a while and said: "Because, the master of the palace, Yunliu, is also my idol. In my heart, he is not a person who deceives his master and betrays his ancestors."
Fufeng's eyes narrowed slightly, and he pretended to be free and easy: "The old friend has passed away, things have changed and people have changed. There is no point in worrying about it now."
Xiao Xuan lowered his eyes slightly and said casually: "How do you know that he must be dead?"
Fufeng looked slightly sad and said: "There is a holy bell in the ancestral hall that records the life mark of the hall master. If the bells ring continuously, it means that he is still alive. But now the bells have long since disappeared. Doesn't this mean that he is dead?"
Xiao Xuan looked at him and said: "Senior brother, I don't know something. A few days ago, the hall master's silent holy bell rang again."
