The soldiers guarding the city were very happy today. There were scenes of drinking and drinking everywhere. The cups were getting bigger and bigger, and more and more barbecues were eaten. There were noisy and rude shouts, and thick arms were beating hard on the table. Use the reader

Read tens of millions of novels, completely ad-free!

Bohemian military songs were played, and groups of small and large groups clinked cups. Slaves shuttled among them, shackled, being shouted about and drank at, and whipped at every turn.

When the dancers came on stage, the cheers and jokes were deafening, and the melodious music passed through these unpleasant noises like ghosts and reached the ears of the snow demon.

Snapped--

A slave knocked all the food on the ground because he was sick. He huddled up in fear, waiting for a severe beating or simply a knife to end his life.[

"Are you okay?" A gentle hand patted his shoulder, but the expected pain did not come.

The slave even raised his head with a kind of longing for God. What he saw was an ugly face, but the eyes on the face were so dazzling that they seemed to be able to cleanse people's souls.

The slave A Liang suddenly felt that this person was really beautiful, a kind of beauty that was different from the kind of beauty defined by the world.

"You won't hit me?" Aliang asked in disbelief.

The snow demon shook his head: "If I don't beat you, do you want to go home?"

A Liang said doubtfully: "I don't have a home, this is my home. My mother is a slave, so I become a slave. If I have a child, my child will also be a slave."

After saying that, he lowered his sad eyes and looked at his bony hands.

"What if I can help you escape? Are you willing to do me a small favor?" The Snow Demon pursed his lips and smiled gently, "Of course, you can refuse."

However, if he refused, she would have to kill him. The snow demon's eyes darkened.

"I do." A Liang had almost no hesitation. He had lived enough. Also, this person might be a fairy. The color on her face reminded him of the God of War. Before every battle, he would paint himself with various colors to make the city look hideous and terrifying.

A beast, even if the opponent sees his face, his soul will be frightened.

"Take me to the place where grain, fodder and flattery are stored in Lingguo." The snow demon pulled A Liang up, and at the same time, four girls in green, yellow, white and blue, dressed in different colors, appeared behind her.

Among the four warriors of the God of War, A Liang's face seemed to light up: The God of War punishes all evil and allows mortals to live a peaceful and happy life. The blood needs to be dealt with with more cruel blood, and the God of War uses iron-blooded war in exchange for it.

Peace.

"Yes, Saint Dadiga." Aliang said piously. That is the name that all suffering people call the God of War.

"What is Saint Dadiga? Is it food? Xiao Huang, if you ask then, buy it for him." Snow Demon said proudly. "His Royal Highness has a lot of money." She thought for a while and added.

The slaves took the Snow Demon and the others to the most important military site in the Ling Kingdom under the cover of night, where grain, grass, horses, and weapons were stored. The people of the Ling Kingdom liked to pile up all the good things together, and it was so fun to see them like this every day.

"Who is it?" More than 20 guards came over, lining up in neat columns.

A Liang hurriedly lay on the ground: "It's the general. He asked me to send dancers to the military master to entertain him."

The guards' faces suddenly turned from suspicious and cold to playful and smiling faces.

One person stretched out his hand and was about to touch Xiao Huang's face: "Wow, why is this so long? It seems like it can squeeze out water." [

"Yes, it will definitely be exciting to kiss."

"What are you dancing for? I just want to fuck you."
Chapter completed!