Sick beauty why is he like this [rebirth]

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In the City Lord's Mansion, the courtyard belonging to Xiao Yi was empty, and he was the only one in the huge house.

"Uh……"

Xiao Yi forbearance tore off the black clothes that had almost stuck to his flesh and blood, frowned slightly under the ensuing pain, and cleaned himself silently.

The City Lord's Mansion didn't give him any wound medicine, nor did he intend to heal him. Xiao Yi knew it was because the City Lord still didn't trust him.

His injury was serious, but not fatal. With the strong physical strength of the practitioner himself, he could recover slowly, but he would obviously fall into a long period of weakness.

Not to mention that his current cultivation has been completely sealed.

Xiao Yi lowered his head, looking at the magic pattern emerging from his wrist under the water, his eyes flashed a bit cold, but his expression remained unchanged.

This is the means that the city lord placed on him to seal his cultivation and control him.

With that magic pattern, the city lord can always know where he is, what he has said and done, and he can also punish him as he likes, making his life worse than death.

It was precisely because of this magic pattern that the City Lord's Mansion dared to lock Xiao Yi in this separate courtyard with confidence.

But Xiao Yi at this time didn't know that the treatment he was receiving now was extremely rare.

In the north, all captured human races are slaves.

And Xiao Yi was able to stay in the hospital to recover from his injuries. Although he lost his freedom, no one dared to disturb him. This kind of treatment is actually no different from that of a distinguished guest from the North.

At that time, Jianxiu, who didn't know the whole picture of the Northland, still didn't understand his situation, nor did he know what kind of future he was facing.

He was kept alone in this isolated courtyard, and no one cared about him all the time.

Until a month later, outside the courtyard that had been locked for many days, footsteps finally came.

"Knock Knock-"

There was a symbolic knock on the door, followed by the sound of unlocking the door. The owner of the city lord's mansion stepped into the courtyard with a smile, looked at the human sword cultivator who had recovered a lot after a month of cultivation, and nodded with satisfaction.

"Xiao Yi, you have lived in the City Lord's Mansion for a month, I hope you have adapted to life in the Northland."

"Today... I'll show you what Beidi really looks like."

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"Shhhhhh!"

"What are you doing dawdling! Hurry up and work!"

"Do you want to be punished? Oh, want to die? As a slave of the city master, you can only die if the master grants you death!"

Xiao Yi stood there stiffly, his face pale.

The scene in front of him was a purgatory on earth that he had never seen before.

The city lord took him to a manor in the outskirts.

This is a slave garden.

On the other side of Shiwan Mountain, the human race has long since abolished slavery.

But the North has always retained this traditional, barbaric and cruel system.

The slaves in the manor in front of Xiao Yi are all human monks who were captured in the war.

Under the crimson sky, the scorching sun scorched the earth. There are large tracts of fruit trees planted in the manor, hundreds of emaciated human monks are working among them, and dozens of demons are patrolling back and forth in the manor, shouting at the humans. Drink, if the reaction is a little slower, it will be a merciless whipping.

"These human beings are all slaves of the City Lord's Mansion. Their cultivation is sealed by the forbidden spirit chains that cannot be removed from their bodies. They can only get a bowl of water and steamed buns a day, and they are not even allowed to kill themselves..."

The city lord chuckled and whispered in Xiao Yi's ear, leading him closer to those human slaves.

Those human monks all looked numb, wearing only coarse cloth clothes that could only cover their bodies, and the heavy shackles dragged on the ground, grinding their hands and feet to bloody flesh, and there were various figures on their naked bodies. Indistinct scars.

Beside him, there was a young monk who slowed down a step, and was suddenly whipped by the demons watching from the side. Intensified torture.

Masses of blood smeared from under the opponent, and the monk was still struggling and wriggling on the ground at first, and then he slowly curled up, his chest rising and falling became weaker and weaker, and he was about to be beaten to death.

"Stop—uh!"

Xiao Yi exclaimed with a pale face, but his voice stopped abruptly under the sudden burst of pain in his body, and he fell to his knees uncontrollably, panting heavily with his hands propped on the ground, and cold sweat instantly drenched his back.

The magic pattern on his wrist was so red that it was almost bleeding.

Cheng took the initiative to use the restriction on him.

"Xiao Yi, you are on our side...how can you sympathize with these human slaves?"

The cold five fingers clasped Xiao Yi's shoulders tightly, and the huge force almost crushed his shoulder blades. The indifferent voice of the city lord sounded, forcing Xiao Yi, who was so painful that he was almost unable to stand, to get up from the ground and stood by his side. Whisper in a low voice.

"You have to remember that the weak do not deserve sympathy."

"In the Northland, the law of the jungle is the only law, and the weak can only be dominated by the strong forever. But as long as you keep climbing and become stronger and stronger, you can dominate the lives of more and more people, making them like Wagging its tail at your feet like a dog begging for mercy..."

Amidst the city lord's extremely bewitching words, Xiao Yi was carried by his shoulders to the other side of the fruit forest. When he saw the scene in front of him, his expression became more and more miserable, and he almost couldn't help backing away.

This side of the fruit forest is a hundred times more cruel and bloody than that side.

Dozens of humans were tied behind their backs and hung under a tree like livestock, enduring endless whippings under the scorching sun.

Several of them have long since lost their voices, lost their cultivation and protection, and suffered such cruel torture. They were flogged to death like livestock!

The scene of flying flesh and blood was right in front of us. From the screams of screams to the silence, the blood seeped into the soil and meandered down the grass, taking away every life.

"The weak dare to resist, that's what happens..." The city lord's voice was soft and patient, like a teaching to the younger generation, but the content of the teaching was chilling, and I felt extremely cold and cruel, "This is the North Land, do you understand?"

Xiao Yi stared blankly at everything in front of him, and heard the wailing of those people gradually weakened until they became silent. In just half an incense stick, only one of the dozens of people was still heaving his chest weakly.

This is true purgatory.

One hundred thousand mountains is the world.

At this moment, Xiao Yi really realized what this sentence meant.

On the other side of Shiwan Mountain, this northern land is shrouded in blood-colored sky all the year round.

Never human.

"Don't worry...Xiao Yi, you are a distinguished guest from the Northland, you won't be like them."

Behind him, the city lord clasped Xiao Yi's neck with a chuckle, not allowing him to shift his gaze, forcing him to look at the tragic scene in front of him, but his tone was extremely joyful.

"The mixed blood of the human and devil races is an extremely rare and precious bloodline in the entire Northland. You are my gift to the Demon Palace... I am not willing to spoil you just like this."

"Your future master is the supreme monarch of the entire Northland."

The city lord looked at the sword cultivator in front of him who was clearly terrified to the extreme, but still forced himself to be calm and tried his best to control his body and expression, with a look of satisfaction in his eyes.

"His Majesty will like you."

A human race who is only over [-] years old is still a boy who is still studying in the school in the Northland. Even if he is a remarkable genius of cultivation outside the [-] mountains, his life expectancy is generally longer than that of the human race in this place, and it is everywhere in the quiet state. The Northland is still nothing.

The well-protected sword cultivator in front of him, who has the best talent and the most precious blood, may become the best bargaining chip he has bet in this life... He hopes that this young man can understand his true nature as soon as possible. Survive under the cruel survival rules of the Northland.

"So you have to be obedient, I will teach you everything you need to observe and learn in the North... After a while, someone from the Demon Palace will come to pick you up."

"The punishment in the magic palace is a hundred times more terrifying than the ones in front of you."

In the Northland, only by surviving, and the longer you live, can you become stronger.

However, no matter how high the talent is, but the realm is low and the strength is not good, he can only be reduced to the vassal of the superior, being dominated and enslaved, without freedom.

This is the truest and cruelest reality of the Northland.

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"What are you doing! The city lord is there, do you want to die—ah—"

"—Someone broke through the prohibition! Go and stop him!"

"boom!"

Just as the city lord was beating Xiao Yi deeply, a commotion broke out in the fruit forest just now.

Those slaves who were originally driven to work in peace and order broke free from the chains of forbidden spirits at some point, and all attacked the demons in the manor!

The slaves in this manor rioted!

And those demon guards were at a disadvantage for a while in front of the slaves who had recovered their cultivation, and were quickly killed by the slaves—hundreds of human monks shot at the same time, and the gate of the manor was smashed open like this!

"How can the prohibition on them be lifted?"

The face of the city lord changed suddenly, first he was a little puzzled, and then he flew into a rage.

"Bold!"

This is provoking his majesty. If one of these slaves escapes successfully, then he will lose face and become the laughing stock of the entire Northland——

"court death!"

Xiao Yi was pushed away by the city lord, and barely leaned against the tree to stand upright. Under the pressure of the sudden explosion behind him, his face turned pale and became weaker and weaker, but he approached those who were hung upside down under the tree without hesitation. Brother, reach out and untie the ropes that bind them!

"Snapped."

Those ropes were quickly untied, and dozens of bodies fell to the ground, making a heavy blunt sound, but no one was able to get up from the ground.

They are all dead.

Xiao Yi stumbled towards those silent figures, still wanting to sniff out their breath, but the next moment his figure suddenly stopped, frozen in place and unable to move.

There was a person approaching behind him silently, with dirty hands clamping his arms, and the other hand mercilessly grasping his throat!

"A traitor from the human race... why are you pretending to be innocent here? Since you have already chosen to be a dog of the demon race, who are you showing this hypocritical appearance?"

A cold, mocking taunt sounded behind Xiao Yi, with undisguised killing intent.

"Aren't you afraid your master will punish you? A traitor?"

"I didn't...uh!"

Xiao Yi wanted to defend in a low voice, but the force against his throat became stronger and stronger, making his eyes darken for a while, and the strong suffocation instantly made him lose the strength to speak, and he could only be held by the other party to leave. go.

"Your precious gift is in my hands—" the human monk who grabbed Xiao Yi shouted loudly in the direction of the city lord, "If you don't want him to become a corpse, let them go now!"

That human monk wanted to use Xiao Yi as a bargaining chip to force the city lord to let go of all the other human monks!

"How dare you!"

With a flick of his sleeves, the city lord shook away the attacking human cultivators around him, turned around and rushed towards the two of them, roaring angrily, "If you dare to hurt him, I will make your life worse than death—"

"It's just a traitor, why don't I dare?"

"It's just a dog kneeling and begging for mercy. So...he is so important?"

The monk smiled contemptuously when he heard the words, gathered an ice pick under his hands, and pierced Xiao Yi's heart without hesitation at the next moment—it pierced his entire body in an instant, and nailed him firmly to the trunk of a giant tree beside him!

"Then this traitor should be punished even more, let him die in pain!"

"Well--!"

"Damn you!"

A tearing pain erupted from his heart, and the ensuing chill instantly invaded his body, like the pain of being bitten by thousands of ants came down in an instant, Xiao Yi almost lost consciousness in an instant, but in the next moment Waking up in excruciating pain.

The blood in his whole body became extremely cold, and the feeling of weakness became more and more intense.

The ice pick pierced his heart.

But Xiao Yi has no cultivation at this time, and he is unable to protect his heart. At this moment, he is still alive, but because the strong body of the practitioner still continues his vitality.

But his body has also reached its limit.

"Boom-thump-thump..."

His heartbeat was getting weaker and weaker.

Xiao Yi's eyes were gradually clouded, his facial features became more and more dull, the pain in his body, the sarcasm and humiliation in his ears, and the angry roar of the city lord... everything seemed to be gradually going away.

He is going to die.

But he doesn't want to die yet.

He has not yet proved that he is not a traitor, and he still wants to find his own way.

He had promised to his senior brother that he would stand side by side in Jiutian and climb to the top of the avenue together...he has not fulfilled his promise yet.

He didn't even have time to see his senior brother for the last time...

How could he die like this?

He - can't - can - die!

"Wow-wow-wow-!"

At this moment, another voice suddenly sounded in Xiao Yi's body, and it became more and more clear and powerful.

It was a certain kind of power deep in the blood that had been suppressed for decades. When the spiritual power of this body itself was restricted and the will of the owner was on the verge of disappearing, there was no longer any shackles and obstacles. In this body!

"boom!"

Terrible torrents of power washed over blood vessels and muscles and bones, smashing them and rebuilding them; a sea of ​​blood rose up in the heart lake world, silently seeping into the dry and broken ground; But, smash the magic pattern that fell on the heart lake on the top of the mountain with one blow!

The imprisoned spiritual power was released, but it could no longer stop the crimson tide-like power. The blood battle that was about to erupt was silently annihilated when the owner of the body was on the verge of death. Together, they changed Xiao Yi's body bit by bit.

From this moment on, he truly became a hybrid of a human and a demon.

From now on, Xiao Yi will never be able to return to the human race, and will embark on another unprecedented road from now on.

He will never go back to that world again.

In the Demon Manor, the human cultivator guarding Xiao Yi's side vigilantly and the city lord who was about to attack the human race were shocked at the same time, and they all retreated at the same time in the next moment.

They looked at the unconscious sword cultivator who was nailed to the tree in surprise, and involuntarily showed a posture of guard.

A majestic and terrifying aura erupted from Xiao Yi's body, breaking through the formation covering the entire manor in an instant, making all those below the ninth turn were suppressed and unable to move.

That aura is full of violent killing intent and ethereal sword intent.

Like an endless abyss under the deep night.

Everyone looked at the figure under the tree with unspeakable fear in their eyes.

Only the face of the city lord suddenly showed ecstasy.

"—Nine Turns!"

In the desperate situation on the verge of death, Xiao Yi unexpectedly got a blessing in disguise, and because of this, he broke through nine turns, and has since stepped into the ranks of great practitioners!

Great cultivators of the Nine Turns Realm can have a place in the Northland where the strong are like clouds!

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"Great, Dao, Special, Way?"

A low voice sounded in the silent manor.

The sword repairer who was nailed to death under the tree lowered his head, the ice pick that had been inserted into his heart had completely sunk into his chest cavity, and only a small section of the root was exposed at the end, shining an ominous cold light.

It seemed that endless blood flowed from his heart, dripped down the wide sleeves hanging around him, and gathered under him to form a stream.

The next moment, the imprisoned sword repairman in black slowly raised his head.

Crimson magic lines suddenly appeared between the pupils of his eyes, spread along the corner of his right eye, all the way to his neck, and finally sank into the collarbone under his collar.

The originally handsome and handsome appearance had undergone some extremely subtle changes at some point, and at this moment, it seemed that it was no longer inconsistent with the bloody and cruel scene like an execution.

He is like an eternal flower that blooms above death.

"Yes, Nine Turns."

Jianxiu, who was covered in blood, raised his eyes, raised the corners of his lips, and smiled softly.

His eyes were full of bloodthirsty killing intent.