Chapter 1275 enslavement (1)

"A despicable bed bug is actually rude to us undead!" The bones looked at the scene in front of him, and the face immediately cast a layer of murderousness.

On the side of the ghost Ji face as usual, the corner of the eye slightly slipped from the face of Ye Qingying, then said:

"The Son of the Bone has not left the Shadow Temple for thousands of years. Since I don't understand the situation of the Central Plains today, things like this have already become commonplace on the Central Plains."

The brows of the bones are slightly wrinkled.

Ghost Ji followed: "Since the disappearance of the Holy Lord thousands of years ago, the forces of our Shadow Temple have converged, and the situation of the undead on the Central Continent has also changed radically..."

In the original Central Plains, there was no such group as the undead, until the Shadow Lord and the major Undead kings came to the Central Continent, and many undeads also moved from the second domain to the mainland. Rooted in the ground.

During the peak of the Temple of Shadows, the days of the undead on this continent can be described as the water, the aborigines hindered the power of the shadow temple, and did not dare to offend the undead, but this situation...but The disappearance of the Shadow Lord and the desolateness of the Shadow Temple.

When the Shadow Lord was just missing, there were some taboos on the mainland, but as time went by, the millennium had passed, and the pressure of the Shadow Lord and the Shadow Temple gradually dissipated from the hearts of the people.

The situation of the undead is also in jeopardy.

Because of the racial characteristics, the undead do not need to eat or sleep, they can be said to be the cheapest slaves in many people's minds.

Before the millennium, people in the Central Plains began to arrest the undead who had been set on the mainland, and they became the lowest level of labor by the special service of the undead.

The identity of the undead slave can be said to be lower than anyone.

They are not old and not dead. If there is no accident, they can be enslaved indefinitely without any expenditure.

Ye Qingyi The mountain where they are now is a mine. There are countless mines on the mine. In each mine, almost all of the undead work is done day and night.

And they... there is no reward.

It is the cheapest diet and shack in human slaves.

At most, when they are exhausted and exhausted, they can have a moment of rest, and the rest... stay up all night.

"Let's let go! These worms, dare to be so daring!" The face of the bones is gloomy. After the disappearance of the shadow of the Lord, he has not left the Shadow Temple step. Naturally, for thousands of years, the mainland No change in the change.

In his eyes, the Terran is still such a small and ugly bed bug, and he thought that it would become like this.

"The bones of the sacred son are angry, and now this situation is already common in the central mainland." Ghost Ji appeases the indignation of this bone, but the eyes are always concerned about Ye Qingyi's every move.

Ye Qingying looked at the undead who were abused in front of her eyes, but the heart was very complicated, but the face was not obvious.

When she came to the Central Continent in her previous life, she knew the dilemma of some undead people on the Central Continent.

The immortality is not old, not eating or drinking. For many people, it is the most perfect slave. So, thousands of years ago, people began to arrest the undead and forced them to work for themselves.

(End of this chapter)

Tap the screen to use advanced tools Tip: You can use left and right keyboard keys to browse between chapters.

You'll Also Like