Princess Jing was stunned and looked at Uncle Hei curiously. Uncle Hei's emotions were a little too intense. She rarely saw Uncle Hei like this.

Uncle Hei, who was staring at Fang Dang's face, turned pale, but then he recovered as usual, slowly took a breath, his tone became calm, and explained: "The poison on this humble guy's body has penetrated into the bones and has a lifespan of more than a month, and one day is weaker than another. Unless there is a rebirth pill to save his life, you can take him back, and you are just a waste." As Uncle Hei's fingers were wiping through the air, Fang Dang's chest immediately showed dense terrifying black blood vessels. These black blood vessels had spread to the edge of Fang Dang's heart.

When Fang Dang heard this, his heart was shocked slightly, "Resurrection Pill"? The Resurrection Pill that can save his life!

Princess Jing saw that she was dying, but Princess Jing stared at Fang Dang and then said, "Anyway, my father gave me ten Hokkaidos, I like this, so I will ask him to be a slave for me!"

Uncle Hei dissuaded: "Princess, this guy's physical fitness is not even as good as ordinary people. It is useless except that he is poisonous."

Princess Jing glanced at Fang Dang again, and had to say that Fang Dang's shiny eyes, which were as bright as gems, attracted her. The eyes of other Honus were like stones, dull and dull, but this guy's eyes were brighter than those of normal people. No, it cannot be said to be an order. Perhaps the word purity is more suitable for these eyes. This is a unique Honu.

Although Princess Jing is young, she is a stubborn person and will not change the things she decides about easily. She immediately said, "Uncle Hei, no matter whether it is useful or not, I will decide this slave."

Fang Dang's eyes did not look at Uncle Hei and Princess Jing at this time, but turned to the Yunjuan Dan Furnace at the end of the Nudo Street. The rebirth pill was refined in the furnace!

"Hey, you have been my slave from now on! Have you heard?" Although he knew that Honu could not speak, Princess Jing still felt Fang Dang's ignorance of her, which made her feel a little unhappy and emphasized.

Fang Dang slowly turned his head, his bright eyes collided with Princess Jing's gloomy eyes. Then, Fang Dang's mouth slowly spit out a few words that were almost indistinguishable: "I don't want to be a slave to anyone!"

Princess Jing was stunned. How could this Honu speak?

Even Uncle Hei's eyes narrowed slightly, and a fierce light flashed like an electric current inside.

"I don't know how to lift up!" As Uncle Hei squeezed his palm, Fang Dang's neck immediately clattered. Uncle Hei crushed this Honu to death as simple as crushing an ant.

Princess Jing held Uncle Hei's wrist and said that if it were an ordinary ant, Princess Jing would not care about it, but this ant was different and Princess Jing was quite interested in it.

"Don't you want to be a slave? Isn't the greatest ideal of a hot slave dog to be a slave to the nobles of the Fire Poison City? Okay, I'll give you a chance. Uncle Hei said that you have a lifespan of at most one month. In a month, I'll come to you. If you can still live, I'll find a way to help you drive away the poison. You'll be my guard. The guard is not a slave. Do you understand?"

Fang Dang was silent for a moment and nodded. He didn't understand much, but he understood the general meaning.

Princess Jing did not continue to pay attention to Fang Dang, but turned her eyes to other Honu.

Uncle Hei threw Fang Dang to the ground like a garbage dump, his eyes still squinted, and looked at Huang San deeply. Huang San was stunned for a moment, and he understood something vaguely, and nodded slightly.

Then Uncle Hei chose nine strong Hounds for Princess Jing. Uncle Hei wanted to choose ten, but Princess Jing finally left a place for Fang Dang.

Before leaving, Princess Jing looked at Fang Dang again, and Uncle Hei whispered beside him: "Princess, this guy has no hope. He will die within a month. Don't waste the Hound quota given to you by the prince."

Princess Jing withdrew her gaze and said after a moment of silence: "Everyone should have a chance. In fact, if you don't say it, I also know that it is impossible to break through the bone casting and strengthen the muscles to reach the realm of Qi refining within a year. Only those geniuses in the world may be able to do it. I am not a genius and have little hope. I just want to give this Honu a chance to see if he can change his fate against the will of heaven and walk out a path of life in the face of death."

Uncle Hei fell silent and nodded silently after a while. If it weren't for the special status of that Honu, Uncle Hei really wanted to secretly help the Honu extend his life so that Princess Jing could have more hope for him.

The life-devouring insect in his lower abdomen kept crawling. In the severe pain of his heart and ambition, Fang Dang did not snort. The tip of his tongue turned the strange poison inner pill and stared at Uncle Hei's back. He felt that Uncle Hei was very strange.

Seeing Huang San coming again, Fang Dang quickly got up and carried the huge tree and the body of Duka War God.

Fang Dang carried a huge log and pulled the corpse of Duka War God with a total of 400 kilograms, and had to endure the pain on his shoulders. At this time, Fang Dang wanted to thank the life-devouring insect in his stomach.

Compared to the desperate pain that the life-devouring insect makes him worse than death every thirty days, the ones in front of him are just a small hurdle, and he can always get through it by gritting his teeth.

The Hounds around were obviously more respectful and fearful than Fang Dang. No one dared to walk beside Fang Dang, and no one walked in front of Fang Dang. Most of the Hounds followed Fang Dang, and some even began to tentatively help Fang Dang push the body of Duka War God.

In Honu's eyes, strength is the standard for measuring everything, and whoever has power is the king.

Passing through the dirty Nudo Street, which is specially used to transport logs from outside the city, gritting its teeth and bounced high with blue veins. But those bright eyes were watching the stove standing at the end of the road, like a small hill, with a stove more than 30 meters high.

The blazing flames swelled up, burning the sky at night to a scarlet red.

The flame that I saw on the ground of the Rotten Poison Beach called Fang Dang to long for is from here!

Only the resurrection pill can save his life!

Fang Dang kept Uncle Hei's words firmly in his heart. Perhaps the resurrection pill can save his parents in the Shizhuo.

Originally, Fang Dang had always wanted to escape, but now, Fang Dang had a new goal, that is, the resurrection pill in the alchemy furnace. Even if someone chased him away now, he would never leave. He must get the resurrection pill no matter what!

Fang Dang wiped the black blood that had unknowingly overflowed from the corner of his mouth, gasped for a while, and threw the logs of thickness to the ground.

Fang Dang's shoulders were sore. Since Uncle Hei and the others came, Huang San seemed to be unable to get along with him and stared at him like a shadow. As long as he was a little lazy, he would whip it like rain.

Fang Dang did not dare to neglect, so he quickly rolled the logs and pushed the log into the huge fire pit that was specially piled with firewood on the sunken ground. Then, the huge body of Duka War God, who had begun to rot and bubbling, kicked it into the fire pit with his hands and feet.

As the flames stormed, Fang Dang looked at the huge Yunzeng Dan Furnace, which was burned slightly red, and Fang Dang was slightly out of sight. Then he heard a snap sound, and a severe pain like a torn tear behind him.

"Are you standing there looking for death? If you want to be Chaihe, go down by yourself! If you don't want to be Chaihe, hurry up and work!"

Huang San is a very smart guy. Uncle Hei's eyes made him understand what he should do. Some people kill, use swords, some people kill, and some people kill, and some people kill. One look is enough.

It doesn't take a month, Huang San can guarantee that he will exhaust this guy in seven days. In fact, Huang San can kick Fang Dang off the fire pool with one kick now, but Fang Dang is the main person of Prince Jing. It's okay for Princess Jing to do this. Once he knows, he will never have a good end. Therefore, he will exhaust Fang Dang to death. Without knowing it, he will blame Fang Dang for being poor.

Seeing Huang San's whip coming again, Fang Dang hugged his head and ran away. At least the second whip was not next to him!

Feeling the heart-wrenching pain on his back, Fang Dang looked back at the thin Huang San again. In Fang Dang's mind, a doubt became clearer and clearer.

Honu is constantly dying, every day, even every quarter of an hour, and humble lives pass away.

There are various reasons. Some accidentally slide down the fire pool when rolling the logs and are burned to ashes. After all, not every Hound is very flexible. Some Hound is really stupid!

Some people are killed by giant trees when cutting down trees, and of course, most of them are beaten to death.

But there are not those who are exhausted to death for the time being. Even Fang Dang's body, like Fang Dang, has not been exhausted to death. Naturally, other Honus are fine.

The dead Hound is also a good handful of firewood. The nobles will never waste it and throw it directly into the fire pit. I heard that the soul of the burned Hound will turn into a ball of mud and paste it in the furnace, which is very beneficial to the elixir refined in the Yunjuan Dan Furnace.

Late at night, there were snoring sounds all around, and Fang Dang's eyes looked particularly bright in this snoring sound.

A ball of flame reflected in these eyes, blinking and disappearing.

Fang Dang couldn't sleep. Although his body was so tired that he was about to fall apart, Fang Dang just couldn't sleep.

He held his head and could see the cloud-jeweled alchemy furnace in the distance. The fire was still steaming, illuminating the surroundings like daytime. The furnace guards were sleeping, and a group of hot slaves were constantly carrying logs into the fire pool.

The time to sleep is very rare for them. Usually, there is only two hours of sleep in three days. This period of time is extremely precious, but Fang Dang is wasting it wantonly.

Fang Dang looked at the tall stove. The fire that was constantly burning the huge belly of the Yunzengdan furnace to red and shiny. A whistle sound came from the furnace. There was an air outlet at the top of the furnace. The waste gas produced by the refining medicinal materials was gushing out from the hole, and the dark dust floated everywhere.

Fang Dang gently shook the bead in his mouth with his tongue. Fang Dang was used to the sound of beads colliding with his teeth. Korat, Korat, this sound called Fang Dang Anxin, just like his mother was talking to him by his side.

Fang Dang gently stroked the scabbed wound under his navel with one hand, and a faint pain inside.

As he looked at it, Fang Dang finally fell asleep at some point, but after not sleeping for half an hour, he was woken up by a whip. By chance, Fang Dang opened his eyes and saw the despicable face of Huang San, who was facing two dark circles, again.

The whip fell like raindrops, and Fang Dang ran away again with his head in his arms.

Huang San usually does not act lightly, but now he is particularly ruthless.

It’s not that he treats Fang Dang in a special way, but because there are two young pharmacists watching in the furnace guarding pavilion. How could he not sell more energy? Otherwise, he would not be able to save his job.

Not only him, but other guards also took out their strength to eat, shouted loudly, scolding their mother and ancestors, and the whip was waving, and they kept coming and going.

Fang Dang had no other skills, but he was able to run away. This was one of the thin and thin capitals for saving his life in the Rotten Poison Beach.

So the dozen whips that Huang Sanjuan had come over were only two or three times that hit him, and the rest were all slapped on the ground, exploding dust.

Fang Dang rolled in pain, squeezed into the Hound, and disappeared.

Huang San spitted hard, his eyes full of gloomy coldness, like an evil ghost.

Fang Dang squeezed among the Hound, and the place where the whip was whipped was in a scorching pain. Fang Dang's tongue turned the green beads and looked at Huang San again.
Chapter completed!