Chapter 940 The wailing of Venerable Demon Devourer
"Thank you, my son, for your advice!"
"Thank you, Master!"
"I'll step back!"
After pondering, the few people bowed to Chu Ranshen and said goodbye and left.
They all knew very well that the boy in front of them did not belong to the chaotic sea, and this small chaotic sea could not keep the boy at all.
The world of boys is destined to be extraordinary, not something that people like them can see.
What the boy said was enough for them.
"Wait." Chu Ran waved his hand, then waved his hand, and the marks of the natal soul appeared in his hands: "Let them all come over and bring their respective natal soul marks back!"
"this……"
The few people looked at the imprint of the soul in Chu Ran's hand and their hearts trembled slightly.
Although Chu Ran had said similar things before.
But they didn't take it too seriously!
The mark of the soul of the natal life is a life for them, but for the young men, it is a group of dead soldiers!
And it is the kind of death warrior, even slave who will fight to the death without hesitation at any time!
The subordinates may rebel, but the dead soldiers will never, nor can they!
No one will dislike the death warriors and slaves!
Moreover, the strength of these people is not low. Even if they are placed in a big world like Yuanzhou, they can be regarded as a small-scale force.
The most important thing is that the imprint of the natal soul is still a resource, a "currency" that is more direct than money!
In Yuanzhou, there are even people who specialize in selling the marks of their natal souls!
Those who hand over their natal soul mark have a special title: "Soul Slave!"
The moment they handed over their natal soul mark, they were no longer alone, but a slave!
A slave who has lost any personality and dignity!
Those slave owners can use these soul slaves to exchange for various resources. The higher the cultivation level of the soul slave, the higher the value!
There are even many big families that specialize in raising soul slaves, acting as thugs, establishing power or expanding power.
In countless martial arts practitioners from small places like Tianyue Kingdom, they regard Yuanzhou as a holy place for cultivation.
But little did not know that such a big place is even more cruel and terrifying!
Before, in death row.
In order to leave the death prison and to live, they finally handed over the mark of their natal souls.
At the moment they handed over, they were actually ready to be a soul slave.
But unexpectedly, the boy never asked them for anything.
Now I really return the mark of my own soul to them without hesitation!
"Thank you, young master!"
Yun Monkey was the first to reach out and took back the mark of his natal soul.
The moment the natal soul mark returned to the hand, it was obvious that Yunhouzi's face relaxed slightly.
Although, before, they all said that they would like to follow the young man in this life.
But these words are just more than just saying.
Especially after coming out, I breathed out the air, met relatives and friends outside, felt the feeling of freedom, and had the opportunity to get rid of the identity of "soul slave", who would be willing to give up?
This is true for the cloud monkey, the wind in the west sea, and the same is true for the Donglin Ao.
After several people took back the mark of the soul in their own lives, others also stepped forward and took back the mark of the soul in their own lives, completely regaining their freedom.
Seeing these people leaving one after another, Chu Ran just smiled faintly.
He had never thought of making these people a soul slave.
His purpose is just to deal with the Ghost Sea clan.
Now that he has achieved his goal, he will naturally give them freedom. It has nothing to do with it, it is just that he follows his heart.
"Demon-Devouring, come here too!"
At this moment, Mu Qing'er waved to the Demon-Devouring Venerable beside her.
The Demon-Eating Venerable's pupils, which were so thin that they were in a concave, couldn't help but open their eyes slightly. He didn't expect that he would be included in it.
If you want to ask, who is the one who desires freedom the most among these people, it is definitely the Demon-Devouring Venerable.
He handed over his natal soul mark, and although he left the cell, he did not get freedom.
On the contrary, we must surrender to the "destiny" of the "little witch" every day.
In his cell for decades, the only thing he longed for was to eat meat!
And it's fresh human flesh!
I even swear in my heart that as long as I can go out, I can eat 100 tender meat a day!
But I never thought that it was out, but because of the little witch's power, I didn't dare to eat meat at all!
Not to mention a hundred, no one dares!
The reason why I killed so hard on the battlefield is that I can’t eat meat and just want to lick the smell of blood.
It would be better to have one or two pieces of "meat" with eyes that can fall into his mouth!
This does not violate the rules of the little witch, and you can eat meat.
Unfortunately, the battle ended...
"Hahahaha, thank you Miss Qing'er, thank you young master..."
The Demon-Devouring Venerable shouted, rushed forward and grabbed the imprint of the natal soul in Chu Ran's hand.
At this time, his eyes were full of blue lights in his heart.
He swore that as long as he took back the mark of his soul, he would definitely find a place to eat something special and pick the tender ones!
However, although his speed was fast, he was still not as fast as the "devil's claws" of the girl who was close to Chu Ran.
When he arrived, he could only watch his natal soul mark, held by the girl.
"Miss Qing'er, this..."
The Demon-Eating Venerable blinked and looked at Mu Qing'er, a little "swer".
"It's OK to give it to you, but you have to promise me one thing!"
Mu Qing'er stared at the Demon-Devouring Venerable with big eyes and said, "You are not allowed to eat human flesh again in the future!"
“Buzz…”
As soon as Mu Qing'er's words entered the head of the Demon-Devouring Venerable, the Demon-Devouring Venerable's head buzzed, and his eyes were black and he almost fell to his head.
Can't eat meat...
If you can’t eat meat, he still needs the freedom of chicken feathers!
If the girl hadn't stood in front of her, he would have been able to curse.
The convex eyes of Mu Qing'er were full of curses, and even her lips were trembling, but no sound came out.
Mu Qing'er said, "You swear, as long as you don't eat people, I will give it back to you!"
Swear that this kind of thing can not be done casually in the martial arts world.
Because once some vows are made, if they are violated in the future, they may become inner demons and form shackles for breakthroughs in realm.
Of course, it is only possible.
However, even if there is only a small possibility, no one dares to try it easily. This is definitely a gambling process with the future.
"I send..."
The Demon-Eating Venerable smacked his mouth for a long time, but in the end he didn't say the following words.
He gritted his teeth angrily and said, "Can't I just want it? I'll follow you from now on! Eat yours and drink you!!"
Mu Qing'er smiled slightly: "This is what you said yourself, I didn't force you!"
After saying that, in front of the Demon-Devouring Venerable, he threw the Demon-Devouring Venerable's natal soul mark into his own space ring.
"I……"
The Demon-Devouring Venerable watched the imprint of the natal soul entering Mu Qing'er's space ring, and wished he could slap his mouth hard.
He was just an angry voice for a moment, so he really didn't want it!
But now, I can't get it even if I want it...
This made Demon-Devouring Venerable instantly depressed.