Return from the second dimension

Tang Zhen is now the master, in control of the wealth and lives of a group of slaves. The slaves are absolutely not allowed to resist the orders of the slave owners.

Therefore, even though he was heartbroken, Sun Daquan still distributed the medicine to the captured Alliance monks according to his request.

It's just that his attitude is very unfriendly, and he still thinks such precious things shouldn't be given to prisoners at all.

Putting a large bucket of water into it, throwing in a pill, soaking it in water and drinking it, is already a very kind thing.

In fact, if the pill is his, then with Sun Daquan's character, it is very likely that not a single pill will be taken out.

Looking at the pill that was handed in front of him, the captured Union monk had a strange expression and the corners of his mouth began to twitch.

They never dreamed that they would actually enjoy this precious medicine as an enemy.

Two alliance cultivators were stunned secretly. They probably estimated that even if they put all their wealth together, they would not be able to exchange for such a pill.

Such a good thing makes them feel dizzy. They don't know what kind of enemy they have encountered and what kind of identity they are?

After the Alliance monks were controlled, they were actually reduced to slaves, and Tang Zhen included their lives.

Things that belong to oneself are naturally handled as they want, and things are done entirely by mood.

Under this circumstance, it seems reasonable to reward the slaves with some pills to heal their wounds and improve their strength.

Tang Zhen saw the thoughts of Sun Daquan and the others, but didn't say much. He had his plans and his cards, and there was no need to bother with the thoughts of these slaves.

After the pill was distributed, a group of Alliance monks raised their heads and swallowed the pill under the gaze of Sun Daquan and others.

Whether it's a good medicine or a poison, they must eat it at this moment, and they can't hesitate.

Otherwise, Sun Daquan and others, who are full of depression, are likely to take advantage of the problem and clean up their meal.

The pill melted in the mouth, and the injuries on the person taking the medicine began to recover at a speed visible to the naked eye.

This kind of magical sight made everyone stunned, thinking that there was something wrong with their eyes.

The legendary sacred medicine of the flesh and bones of the living dead is estimated to be so effective, but will this kind of thing really appear in the world?

Moreover, he was thrown out by Tang Zhen casually, as if he was a worthless stall, which made people feel more and more puzzled.

"Master, what is the origin of this pill, why is it so powerful?"

Sun Daquan's eyes lightened, and he clung to the remaining pills, as if as long as he relaxed a little, the pills would grow wings and fly away.

The old woman and the others also stared at the pills in the bottle. They estimated the number of pills left, and then calculated the number of pills they could get.

The expression of joy has quietly crawled to his face, and his eyes are full of expectation.

After hearing Sun Daquan's question, everyone pricked their ears, and they were also very curious in their hearts, wanting to find out the specific origin of the medicine.

"I'm not too sure, who knows what it is, but it can definitely heal the wound!"

Tang Zhen shook his head and replied, this kind of thing was packaged, and there was no other relevant information except for the written description of healing medicine.

Everyone curled their lips secretly, only when Tang Zhen didn't want to say it, instead of not knowing.

How can such a good thing not know the origin, is it really good for us to deceive?

Thinking like this in my heart, I didn't dare to say it, even if I had two courage.

In a short period of time, the Alliance monks who had collapsed on the ground had already stood up from the ground.

Although it still looks miserable, the physique of the monk is far superior to that of ordinary people, and coupled with the constant repair of the pills, there is no problem in walking and moving.

Hearing Tang Zhen's order at this time, he naturally stood up from the spot obediently, and then began to march towards the center of the city together.

"Master, do you want me to get a few vehicles, are we traveling too slow like this?"

The young man in a suit seized the opportunity to express himself again.

In the battle just now, he actually killed two alliance cultivators, and at the same time seized a lot of spoils, which was considered a runaway.

Killing two monks at once was a record he had never had in the past, and even he couldn't believe that he could kill the enemy with one enemy and two.

Although he was still in a state of excitement, he did not forget to please Tang Zhen. After all, this was the most important thing.

Otherwise, if Tang Zhen is not happy, he may lose his life and become a corpse in this abandoned city.

The old woman and others sneered secretly, this guy who is greedy for life and fear of death, behaved so positively, but it was a little bit beyond their expectations.

However, after thinking about it, the purpose of the young man in a suit to please Tang Zhen was to increase his chances of saving his life, which was also a way of saving his life.

The country is easy to change, but the temperament is hard to change. This guy's dying personality is afraid that he can't change it.

Don't let this guy be too proud, otherwise, once he gains power, how can someone else have a good life?

"I dare to pat my chest to make sure that as long as you dare to travel by car, then it won't be long before you will be blown into coke by the missile!"

The monk in the short coat said in a cold voice, with satellite and aircraft monitoring overhead, and various long-range weapons around, the car is a living target.

Even if they are monks, they have powerful power that ordinary humans do not have, but they are still as fragile as paper in the face of weapons such as artillery and missiles.

To reach the level of not being afraid of attacks by technological weapons, a very high level of cultivation is necessary, and it is not an exaggeration to say that it is a land fairy.

For the short-haired monks and others, this kind of strength only exists in the legend.

Maybe it's just a legend, and it's impossible to really exist.

They were afraid of dreaming and would not have thought that at this moment, above their heads, there were dozens of such superpowers, watching their every move.

Picking out a monk at random, he is able to slap a punch without fear of artillery and missile attacks, and he has the ability to destroy the world.

The improvement of monk's strength is itself a process of constant strengthening, as if rotten wood has become stubborn iron.

After reaching a certain level, the seemingly solid world in the eyes of mortals is as solid as paper in the eyes of truly powerful people.

The process of cultivation is incredibly difficult, but what is really rare is the opportunity for cultivation. How can ordinary people have the opportunity to obtain this method of transcending life?

But this group of monks who were enslaved by Tang Zhen now had a glimmer of opportunity, because it was not ordinary people who enslaved them, but a super strong man who didn't know his identity.

In the days to come, they may face even more powerful enemies, one by one.

In order to complete the task more effectively, Tang Zhen will definitely find ways to become stronger, and improving the strength of the slave is also a way.

One person wins the way, the chicken and the dog ascend to heaven.

Although Sun Daquan and the others are now slaves, the benefits and opportunities they have obtained cannot even be matched by those free monks in high positions.

The problem is that they don't know this at all. Instead, they are uneasy and worried that the road ahead will become more difficult.

I don't know what kind of situation they will face in the next time. Faced with the pursuit of the monks alliance and the monsters in the city, will they be able to retreat alive?