Douluo's personal pendant

Wuming thought to himself, and suddenly he caught a flash of white light at the corner of his eyes. His body stopped in the air, and after rubbing his eyes with his huge claws, he looked at the ground again, still as dark as before. .

"Something just flew past, and I am dazzled? Impossible, how could Title Douluo be dazzled, but what is that thing, it passed in a flash, even I only saw the light particles that it escaped. No, no, I am definitely dazzled, um."

After denying himself, Wuming adjusted his body and continued to fly upwards. Ten seconds later, he saw the silver-white moonlight outside through the stairs.

"Haha, son, I won."

The Wuming Gaoxin turned into a human form, and one jumped out from the exit, closed her eyes and stretched out her arms to suck in the fresh air outside. This exit is in the wild, with green grass and moonlight like water. Thought this.

"Hey, you are so slow."

Just before Wuming started to express his heart, Tang Fei's voice was very clear into his ears. He hurriedly opened his eyes and saw Tang Fei's handsome and tall figure standing in a place away from him, holding his hands behind his back. , I have been waiting for a long time, why are you looking at him with such a slow expression.

Wuming widened his eyes, looked back at the dark stairs behind him, then turned and pointed at Tang Fei, "No...impossible, how could you be in front of me? Could it be that the light was..."

Tang Fei didn't expect that he could still capture his own back. He shrugged and didn't say anything. Looking at the nameless, horrified face and constantly trembling body, Tang Fei's mouth rose up, and he wanted to say something mocking.

But this nameless didn't give him a chance.

The tall muscular body actually kneeled on the ground like a mountain collapsed, and the body seemed to be suffering from extreme pain and kept crying.

Tang Fei was shocked when he saw the scene in front of him. He stepped back and vomited in his heart: "I haven't spoken yet, why are you crying? Your title Douluo's psychological endurance is weak enough. Oh."

Chapter 16 Anonymous

My name is Wuming, because I don’t have a name. I was told that I was a slave when I was born. My mother was a slave, and my father was a slave. So their two children are me, and they are also slaves. The slave is not worthy of ownership. first name.

Very often, I didn’t know what a slave meant. I was laughing and joking around, until I broke a bowl and saw my mother being beaten and scolded by those big ears by my parents. , I seem to be beginning to realize what the word slave means.

I was six years old and awakened the spirit of martial arts, but what my parents did not expect was that I had spirit power. My parents were ordinary people, and their parents were also ordinary people. Perhaps it was because I gave them hope that they The idea of ​​escaping was born.

I still remember that it was a stormy night. The wind was screaming and even the roots of the big willow tree at the door were pulled out. My mother woke me up after sleeping for a long time and asked me to put on my clothes and follow them. go.

I was very confused. I didn’t know that they were going to take me there, but seeing their anxious faces, I didn’t ask them. They were drenched in heavy rain and our father was carrying us and escaped that self-born. A mansion that has never been out since.

My parents seemed to be very scared. They took me without stopping for a moment. We went out of the mansion and out of the city. When we ran to the mountain, it was lit up. In a three cave, I asked my father, "Where are we going? "My father smiled and looked at me and said: "We, we are going to a place where there are no slaves."

I asked in a puzzled way: "Aren't we slaves, why go to a place without slaves."

Father looked at me, his eyes were very deep, I have never seen his eyes have this kind of emotion, he held me in his arms and said: "We are not slaves, we escaped."

I still want to ask, but at this time the mother who went out to pick wild fruits came back. She looked panicked and whispered a few words to her father. His face changed. He hugged me and got up and left. I don’t understand, it’s not to rest. Well for a while.

We walked, walked, until the sun came out of the mountains and forests, I was on my father’s back and heard the sound of horseshoes behind me, I heard it, and my father and mother heard it, and their faces were terrified. After looking at each other, they put me down and told me.

"Child, you wait for us here for a while. If we don’t come back to find you when it gets dark, then you can follow this road and find us. Then, we will wait in a place where there are no slaves. You, also, you have to lie here quietly, and you can't speak no matter what happens, you know."

My father seemed to be in a hurry. He put me in a pit by the side of the road. After my mother hugged a pile of weeds to cover me, they couldn’t wait for me to answer, so they ran away. Coming closer and further away, I had nothing to say. When it was dark, I walked out of the pit and walked in the direction my father pointed, trying to walk to a place where there were no slaves.

I asked passers-by where there are no slaves. They listened to my question, some ignored me, some mocked me, some kicked and scolded me, and finally sold me to a slave named Shangrao. My father told me that the slave merchant was the worst person in the world, so on the night that the slave merchant wanted to sell me, I used my martial arts to kill the slave merchant, and those who wanted to buy me that person.

I walked, walked, wandered around, my other slaves became stronger so I could not become a slave, so I tried my best to become stronger, I don’t want to be a slave, I want to find a place without slaves, but the bigger I grow , Getting stronger and stronger, and also knowing that there is no place where slaves do not exist in this world, I don't believe it, and desperately looking for it, like a drowning person struggling desperately, I am desperate.

But when I gave up looking for a place without slaves, an old man passed me by. He handed me a steamed bun and a bowl of hot porridge, and asked me what help I need. He was very kind and kind.

After filling my stomach, I asked him, "Is there a place where there are no slaves in this world."

He shook his head, smiled and told me there was no Sakura

I was very disappointed because my father told me that a kind-hearted person would not tell lies. If this old man is willing to give me food, then he must be a kind-hearted person. He must not lie to me. I thought so at the time.

But he said again: "If you don't have it now, it doesn't mean that you won't have it in the future. If you don't have it, you will definitely have it. You really can't let it have."

I asked him."How to make it cherry blossom"

He told me, "Power and money."

At that time, in my eyes, he was like a god, and his back seemed to radiate light.

So I followed him and wanted him to teach me how to create a place without slaves. He also taught me. First he made me stronger, and then he sold me to others. I was using my powerful force to regain my bond of sale. , Day after day, year after year, I became a Title Douluo, but he died, and now I am the only one holding on.

The hateful thing is that before he died, he told me, "Child, there can be no slaves in this world. No matter how strong you are, even if you reach Title Douluo, it is impossible to create a slave without slaves. Locally, no matter how much money you have, it is impossible to leave the world without slaves, so give up."

At that moment, I couldn't understand why a kind old man would become a villain before he died, and why he would lie to me before he died.

..........

At night, with the bright moon in the sky, in the wilderness outside Douhuang City, Tang Fei stood quietly, listening to the cracks in the black tights that he had given him in front of him, his face was hideous, and his face burst into tears. For his story, Tang Fei is not an excellent listener, but fortunately, Wuming is not an excellent speaker.

Tang Fei couldn't understand the pain of namelessness, or his obsession with building a place without slaves, but he was willing to listen, and if he could, he was willing to help the person in front of him.

To tell the truth, Tang Fei, who has traveled from a harmonious and beautiful society, saw the major kingdoms and nobles raise slaves in captivity, and did not treat slaves as human beings. He also panicked and had the idea of ​​helping them, but he could not. He does not have this ability. This is not something mortal can do. Perhaps only gods can do this kind of thing, but nowadays, there is a strong man who holds this belief and the reason to do this kind of thing, he feels that even It's that I can't help him completely, but I also give a little help to make myself feel at ease.

"So, son, I won't be your slave. I still have to accumulate money to build a place without slaves. You quickly give me my sales agreement. I'll just look at your age. Don't beat you anymore."

Wuming wiped the tears from his eyes and stood up straight. The tall body looked like a giant, carrying a world on his shoulders.

Tang Fei lowered his head, his face hesitated, and after thinking for a while, he looked up, and then said, "Maybe, I can help you."

"what?"

Chapter Seventeen Spirit

Wuming raised his head and stared at Tang Fei with sharp eyes like an eagle. His dissatisfied and bloodshot eyes were filled with shocked expressions. He tremblingly raised his arm and pointed at Tang Fei again.

"Son, you...what did you just now."

Tang Fei's expression remained unchanged, and he repeated what he had said before without hesitation, "I, maybe I can help me."

"Help me." Confirming that he heard it right, Wuming's face was a little surprised, but he was a little suspicious, "Help me, son, why are you helping me."

Tang Fei looked at Wuming, who was kneeling on the ground, and then raised his head to look at the full moon in the sky, his voice slightly heavy.

"The history of mankind is a history full of blood and oppression. In ancient times, human beings did not have the power to fight against the soul beasts, and were oppressed by the soul beasts. Later, mankind had powerful power, but is man free? No, the only ones who are not really oppressed are the strong, and the weak are still oppressed. Later, humans invented currency, and having a huge amount of currency allows the strong to serve you. Therefore, those who have money oppress Poor people."

"No matter when humans stand on this land or on this continent, there is no place where no one is oppressed. Oppression has always existed in this world. It will not disappear because of one existence or because of a group of people. Let us change without perishing, and oppression will always exist."

"But it's right to always exist."

Tang Fei and Wuming stared at each other. They looked at each other’s eyes. Tang Fei sighed and said: "I feel sorry for those who are oppressed. Those who are not treated as forgiveness, but I have no ability, or I have no goal. To rescue them, but you have, you have this ability, you have the top combat ability on this continent, in this world, only with enough strength can determine the future of mankind, so tell me, you are willing to liberate those oppressed Slave?"

"...Zi, you..." Wuming got up from the ground and stood up.

Tang Fei looked at him and shouted, "Tell me, are you willing?"

"I'm willing..."

With a resounding sound, the roar of the birds resting on the tree trunks roared from the nameless mouth. Not only was he willing, he was already doing it. Over the years, he was preparing for the money to buy all the slaves on the continent. As a titled Douluo, he actually gave up his strong self-esteem and went to do things like scammers. Although he knew that the people he had deceived were all bad guys who wanted to take advantage of him, scams were scams, and there was nothing good. Justified.