By the morning of the next day, Yan Nu had practiced all his energy again.

His injuries were already half healed. Although he looked hideous and terrifying on the outside, his internal injuries were almost healed.

But after hanging for a day, he felt hungry and stared at the weeds on the roadside.

At this time, there was a warrior passing by, and Yan Nu quickly shouted: "Uncle, can you give me something to eat? Thank you very much."

A passing warrior was stunned: Am I familiar with you?

An untouchable who was whipped to death and had been put on display for three days to beg for his own life? How ridiculous!

"Hahaha, you idiot, do you want to eat your head off?"

Yan Nu had never heard of decapitated rice and asked: "Is decapitated rice more delicious than grass?"

"Grass? You still eat grass?" The warrior passing by laughed.

Yan Nu nodded and said: "I'm too hungry..."

The warrior passing by was also interested in teasing the fool. Seeing some grass on the roadside, he randomly pulled out a few strands and stuffed them into Yan Nu's mouth.

"Come on, come on, I'll treat you to some grass!"

Unexpectedly, Yan Nu chewed heavily and seemed to have a mouthful of delicious food: "Thank you uncle, is there any more?"

"..." The passing warrior was stunned for a moment, then smiled crookedly: "You are so hungry that you will eat everything!"

"You want to eat grass, right? There is plenty of it! I'll give it to you! I'll eat you to death!"

He found some more grass, stuffed handfuls into Yan Nu's mouth, and forced him to swallow it.

"no, do not want!"

Uncle Hong happened to be walking with the steward, and when he saw Yan Nu being stuffed with grass into his mouth, Uncle Hong quickly rushed forward and hugged the warrior's legs.

"Yan slave, spit it out quickly!"

"I'll eat whatever you vomit!" Manager Liao ordered with a smile.

"Steward! You can't do this! You promised me that as long as Yan Slave realizes his mistake, you will spare his life." Uncle Hong said anxiously from the side.

Manager Liao ignored him and just said: "Yan Nu'er, I didn't expect you to be alive, you are so lucky... Come on, don't vomit, swallow it all!"

"Okay!" Yan Nu was very obedient and chewed a few times before swallowing it all.

"Hahahaha! Keep going!" Manager Liao couldn't help laughing when he saw Yan Nu eating grass obediently, and then waved his hand to let him continue feeding grass.

If a person eats a little grass, he will not necessarily die, but if he eats a lot of grass, he will definitely die.

Plenty of grass was stuffed into Yan Nu's mouth, and he ate them all.

Yan Nu stopped chewing at the end and just swallowed it whole.

"Come and eat, swallow it! There's more! There's plenty!"

"If you eat a lot of grass, you can be considered a dead ghost."

The warriors passing by were frantically feeding grass, and the Yan slaves were feasting on it.

"Don't..." Uncle Hong cried sadly. Last night he asked Yan Nu to be submissive and please today. He didn't expect that Yan Nu would really obey...but in this way.

You can't just listen to everything, you silly boy. How can you survive if you eat a lot of grass?

I could only think about asking the supervisor to let me go and see if I could vomit.

Uncle Hong wiped his tears and said: "Manager Liao has eaten the grass. Please show mercy and let him go."

"Let him go?" Manager Liao leaned over and looked at him: "I didn't promise you... I just came over to see if he was dead."

"What!" Uncle Hong was finally furious: "You...why are you so cruel! He is just an idiot!"

"Am I vicious?" Manager Liao said coldly: "The world is full of monsters. If you leave the city and cannot go more than fifty miles, you have to feed the monsters!"

"Someone was eaten by monsters in the castle the day before yesterday, and someone disappeared last night!"

"The really vicious ones are the monsters! It's the barbarians!"

"Without them, the world would be peaceful. How could I manage you group of untouchables in this broken fort all day long?"

"You don't worry about anything. Why do you think I asked you to work hard every day to collect water and build troops? Hu Man is coming!"

"Wherever the Tufa family went, corpses littered the fields. In the battle of Jishui, the Jin army was defeated! Now that Qingzhou is wide open, the rise and fall of the world is in the hands of our wealthy families! You are lucky to be able to live in peace and sleep overnight. !You dare to say that I am vicious?"

Uncle Hong was dizzy after being sprayed by Manager Liao.

How could he understand the rise and fall of the world, but he also knew that there was war and chaos outside. The people could only survive by hiding here and relying on the wealthy families.

Yan Nu has already eaten a lot of grass and will not survive, so why should he make the nobleman unhappy again?

So Uncle Hong trembled and did not dare to refute.

However, Yan Nu was on the side, and when he heard about the battle of Jishui, his eyes lit up, and he asked with great expectation: "Steward! Steward! Did I, Aweng, survive the battle of Jishui?"

"Are you coming back soon?"

Yan Nu was happy thinking that Aweng had returned from the army. But what Shen Leling said last night still made him feel a little uncomfortable. So when the steward mentioned the Battle of Jishui, he quickly asked.

However, how could Manager Liao know who Aweng was?

"Ah? What? What are you, Aweng?"

Uncle Hong looked dejected, knowing that Yan Nu would not survive, so he said: "He, Aweng, is one of the rural warriors sent by the fortress at the end of last year to support the governor of Qingzhou."

"Ha? Hahahaha!" Manager Liao was stunned, and then burst out laughing!

"Aren't those white-haired soldiers dead long ago?"

His laughter made Yan Nu smile stiffly.

Manager Liao looked at Yan Nu mockingly: "Are you still waiting? When the white-haired soldier was just sent over, Gou Xi took him to his death!"

"Soldiers from various wealthy families died north of Jishui. It was by sending these soldiers that Gou Xi could safely escape to the south bank and have time to burn all the ships..."

Speaking of this, Manager Liao muttered angrily: "That piece of shit Gou Xi is a real waste. If you stay in danger, you can't defeat another 30,000 with an army of 200,000! He still has the nerve to deceive others with his monstrous words! If only one person could kill him." Ten thousand armies, barbarians have long since swept across the world!"

Yan Nu couldn't believe it and shouted: "Are you lying to me? That's not what you told Uncle Hong!"

"Huh?" Manager Liao looked sideways at Uncle Hong.

"I'm sorry... Yan Nu, uncle lied to you, I shouldn't have told you that I would get the news after enough time... It's all uncle's fault, it was uncle who hurt you." Uncle Hong lowered his head, regretting it very much.

In order to hide a piece of news, he told a lie and ended up in the current situation. He thought that he would never be able to meet the quota in his lifetime, but it turned out that Yan Nu was an idiot and did it forcefully.

At this moment, Yan Nuyuan stared at Manager Liao with wide eyes.

"When you die, you can no longer eat, laugh, miss, or protect the ones you love..."

Aweng's voice and appearance lingered in his mind, this was the person he loved.

As long as he can remember, he has been following Aweng. It was Aweng who led him to farm, led him to protect, led him to wander, led him home... taught him principles and taught him how to live.

Even though they worked hard, there was never a good day, but Aweng always said that the hardship would soon pass and things would get better next year.

They waited for the rebels, the government, the court, the aristocratic families, the immortals... No matter what kind of pain they suffered, he always responded with a smile.

As long as Aweng is here, Yan Nu is willing to wait forever!

But reality always doesn’t allow it.

"Eh..." Suddenly he opened his mouth, sobbing with a silly expression.

This inexplicable smile made Manager Liao feel nervous: "Are you crazy?"

Uncle Hong also looked at Yan Nu blankly.

At this moment, Yan Nu's eyes were red, and his laughter was mixed with crying.

He remembered what Aweng said: If one day I die, don't cry when the time comes, but live bravely and strongly.

Yan Nu also always remembered that Aweng liked his smile the most.

So Yan Nu opened his mouth wide and tried desperately to laugh. He wanted Aweng to hear it, and he wanted Aweng to see it.

However, the bright smile that he used to smile casually, even if he was beaten to the point of death, could no longer smile.

The less you laugh, the more anxious you become.

He maintained his grinning posture, and from his throat, he could only squeeze out a stiff cry: "咿咿...咿咿..."

Uncle Hong said in a trembling voice: "Steward, please give Yan Nu a good time."

"It's so noisy, kill him!" The reason why Manager Liao targeted Yan Nu was because he was most annoyed by his tendency to laugh.

They, a group of wealthy people, are all worried and stressed all day long. Why is Yannu, a pariah, smiling so happily every day?

At this moment, at the command, a warrior drew his sword and struck.

"Poof!" The warrior's steel knife chopped into Yan Nu's neck.

Yan Nu tilted his neck, and then nothing happened.

The warrior looked at the blade in astonishment. He did not expect that the sword would not be able to cut! This is the neck, how could it be held up?

To be precise, it was held up by the wound!

After all, Yan Nu's body was covered in blood marks from being beaten with a whip.

So much so that when the knife went down, it made a sound that sounded like a dull knife hitting the flesh.

"What are you doing? Does it look good on your neck? Kill him quickly!" Manager Liao urged.

The warrior swallowed, changed the angle and slashed again, but it still couldn't be cut!

At this time, Manager Liao also saw that something was wrong. Is King Kong indestructible?

At the same time, Yan Nu stopped sobbing.

"I won't wait any longer." He stared at Manager Liao, his eyes red, as if there was no one worth waiting for.

Manager Liao looked at Yan Nu, whose eyes were as red as fire, and he trembled in shock.

"Boom!" Suddenly there was a loud noise.

Yan Nu's right arm swung forward violently!

The chain stretched straight, and the connection between the driven chain and the iron pillar made a loud noise.

Then Yan Nu retracted his arm, gathered strength backwards, and after a crashing sound, he suddenly struck out again!

"Boom!" The loud noise this time was even louder! Even the towering iron pillars vibrated!

Then came the third and fourth blows... too fast! Too heavy! Yan Nu was pumping his fists desperately, no, to be precise, he was swinging a sledgehammer!

The method of infusing Qi into external objects to stimulate strength... He only knows this trick!

One hammer! Two hammers! Three hammers! Four hammers!

"Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom!"

Each hammer is heavier than the other, and each sound is louder than the last! It is like a beating in the heart! The connection between the iron pillar and the chain is already overwhelmed!

Manager Liao stepped back in horror, and the warriors in the distance rushed over after hearing the loud noise.

"How is it possible? How can he have so much strength! Shouldn't he be dying soon?"

No one expected that Yan Slave, who seemed to be on the verge of death, could still have such great strength and such strong Qi!

Then why didn't he use it before? Why did he still need to be whipped two hundred times? Yan Nu has always been a fool who let others bully him without knowing it, but he never imagined that he had such amazing power.

Little did he know that Yan Nu always remembered Aweng's words: If they hit you and scold you, never fight back, but if they want to kill you... you must run! Kill anyone who blocks you!

Until this moment, Yan Nu finally lost all attachment to this place.

"Ah!" he roared, his muscles tightened and his blood surged!

The hammer energy in the body is surging and boiling, and the cyclones in Xuanji and Huagai's two orifices are also spinning crazily!

The two kinds of Qi exerted force together, and only a loud roar was heard.

"Bang!"

The chain was finally broken by him!

Yan Nu waved the chain on his right arm, rounded his arm, and hit the iron pillar on the left hard.

"Bang!"

The chain is made of fine steel, but the pillars are not. Chashan Castle is not so wasteful, erecting pure stainless steel pillars on the execution ground.

The blow was like a heavy hammer, severely shattering the connection between the chain and the iron pillar.

Yan Nu broke free of the shackles!

He stepped forward, still holding two six-foot-long chains around his wrists! Dragging them on the ground!

"Quick! Stop him!"

At this moment, the execution ground is surrounded by hundreds of warriors!

Manager Liao retreated into the crowd in horror. Although he had some exquisite kung fu, he had never experienced much actual combat, and Yan Nu's momentum at this moment was too terrifying!

Yan Nu is like a bloody man, wearing a pair of torn trousers, and his bare feet can leave blood marks with every step he takes.

He looked around and saw that he was surrounded.

"Don't stop me..." Yan Nu said every word carefully and seriously.

However, his response was: "Kill!"

One by one, the warriors were full of energy and powerful swords, attacking from all directions.

Yan Nu immediately stood up and waved the chains with both arms, sweeping across his body and making a sound of wind and thunder!

"Ding ding ding!"

"Puff puff!"

There are various sounds of metal and stone clashing, and various sounds of flesh and blood clashing.

Within six feet of the chain, you will die if you hit it, and fly if you rub it!

Yan Nu is not stingy with his true energy at all. He uses all his strength when he strikes, without any tricks or routines, and he doesn’t know the importance at all! It’s all just one word, smash!

Smash it to pieces!

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Chapter completed!