Banished to Another World

When Yan Mo opened his eyes, he saw Yuan Zhan's worried and angry eyes.

He raised his hand and touched his face. His fingers felt the hard scum that would come out every morning. "Don't worry, just..."

"The Ancestor God punished you?" Yuan Zhan's voice was low and hoarse. He didn't sleep all night and tried to reduce the pain for Yan Mo, but no matter what he did, it was useless.

"Yes. Grandma” Yan Mo murmured and sat up with his lover's

Fortunately, the pain from last night's bone marrow has completely subsided, leaving him no sequelae.

It's a long lost punishment.

Yan Mo got up and stretched himself out. He probably didn't get punished for a long time. When he was careless and devoted in the research, he overdid his hand.

"What's the reason this time?" Yuan Zhan's anger was all hidden under the skin. He wrote down a bill to The Ancestor God and waited for him to repay it later.

"Torture." When Yan Mo uttered these words, he was helpless.

Yuan Shan won't, "They attacked us first!"

“But we are so much stronger than them. It's like a child slapping you. You can scold him, spank him or even starve him. But if you fray his skin and cramp him, it's you who are in the wrong."

"They are crueler to slaves!"

“If so, as law enforcement parties, we cannot do the same things as them. We can punish them, kill them, but not abuse them too much."

"So you recognize it?" Yuan Zhan's face was a little hideous.

Yan Mo snorted and patted him, “No, I will find a good reason in the future, and I will never let the Ancestor God take advantage of me again."

If The Guide knows it, it will probably say: who is going to take advantage of who?

Yan Mo also thinks that he is a bit like the criminal who didn't reform well when he came out because he was afraid of going to prison again, and became more insidious and cunning after coming out, and began to exploit legal loopholes of the law of escape conviction.

But he doesn't regret what he did to the Lie Tribesmen yesterday.

Yesterday, he dissected several people alive in front of the warriors of the Lie tribe, including the Lie tribe's the chief and the three elders most hated and feared by the slaves.

There is no pain or coma in the whole process, and all the people who are dissected are awake to feel the whole process of their body being scratched a little bit. For the convenience of the other Lie tribesmen, he specially asked Yuan Zhan to make the stone platform more inclined, and then used the thick wooden thorn to nail the human nail butterfly specimen on the stone platform.

When those people can't support him, he will use life energy to recharge them, so that they can't die.

He is also very kind to explain human organs to the Lie Tribesmen, from skin, blood vessels, muscles, internal organs, brain... There was no overlooked thing.

On the way of explanation, in order to let them better understand the function of each organ, he will also stimulate all parts of the dissected organ, among which the stimulation process of brain is the most impressive.

Looking at the person on the stone platform whose body skin and flesh are open like clothes, holding the perfect exposed brain, laughing, crying, howling, shaking like waves, the organs hanging in the body will follow the shaking. At least half of the Lie Tribe warriors, who admitted to having seen a lot of blood, vomited on the spot.

In order to thoroughly study them, Yan Mo made a very detailed whole anatomical process. There was a senior level man of the Lie tribe who was hated by slaves and liked to abuse slaves most. Yan Mo frayed the skin on his whole body, sliced his brain, and let him heal again and again. In the end, the senior level man only wanted to die quickly, but Yan Mo didn't let him die.

The four dissected men were finally perfectly sewn up, and their organs were mercifully preserved by priest Mo Da-Ren except for their male characteristics, while the male external organs of the four men were made into salted dry goods at the scene by Yan Mo and sent as gifts to the four men.

Finally, including these four people, Yan Mo is not afraid of any trouble, except for the blood ability of all the warriors who came that day. After 2000 people underwent experiments, the body structure and blood abilities of the Lie Tribesmen were no secrets to him.

Yesterday's scene was so evil that even Yuan Zhan has to admit that it was bloody and cruel! The howl of the Lie tribesmen reached the other side through the thick fog.

The Rong tribesmen were very happy to hear the scream of the Lie tribesmen at first, but from the morning to the evening, they didn't walk, talk or do anything right with those screams in the air.

Some of the Rong tribesmen, who used to have some small thoughts about rebelling, are very honest now. What Yan Mo and Yuan Zhan asked them to do, they would do, even dare not ask more.

"The Lie Tribesmen are back?" Yan Mo asked after washing.

“Um." Yuan Zhan led him into the room. "Today you stay and have a good rest. I'll take care of the rest."

“No, I'll go too." Yan Mo refused his lover's kindness. “I heard that there are still many slaves in the Lie Tribe. I have to go over and have a look. If some people are hurt too much, I can't wait for you to deliver them."

Yuan Zhan wanted to say that you are too kind to slaves, but he took it back to his mouth. He thought that perhaps his Mo was helping these slaves to make up for the heartbreak left by the illusion. He felt helpless in the face of the strong power. Just listening to Mo's oral statement, he felt overwhelmed. What's more, Mo also personally experienced the great blow of witnessing the killing his child, breaking his partner's limbs and then him committing suicide.

“I’ll be by your side and I'll never leave." Yuan Zhan can't help holding the young man and kissing him on the forehead.

Yan Mo, who is connected with Yuan Zhan's soul, felt his mood and raises his hand to embrace him.

The little warm moment was quickly interrupted by naughty children. Xiao Hei, with Wu Guo, who was ready to show his teeth and claws, chased Yan Xiaole and rushed into the solid stone house built by Yuan Zhan.

Yan Xiaole, with Sumen in his arm and D.U.O.B.I on his head, was running very fast.

The two Da-Ren are still glued together. Yan Mo laid lazily on the side of Yuan Zhan and held his finger against the running Yan Xiaole. "What's going on in the morning?"

"Kaka!" Xiao Hei is going to hit me! Yan Xiaole complains.

“Oh? Why?” Yan Mo looked at Sumen, who is sandwiched in his armpit by Yan Xiaole.

Xiao Hei came after him and was picked up by Yuan Zhan with his neck. "Mother hen! You are bizarre!"

Yuan Zhan squinted, "What do you call me?"

Xiao Hei quickly changed his tune: “Chief Da-Ren!"

"Say, why are you fighting?" Yuan Zhan put down Xiao Hei.

Xiao Hei was about to say that, but a big bird rushed in at full speed. With one wing, Xiao Hei rolled to the wall while he was holding Wu Guo.

Hey Hey! Who told you to run? I'll see who can run past me! Hey! Hey! Mo Mo, good morning!” Jiu Feng slapped Xiao Hei and Wu Guo, incarnated as little fat baby, and shot into Yan Mo's arms like a shell.

Yan Mo's hand sank back, he hugged the little chubby kid Jiu Feng, and bulks, "Darling, what have you eaten in this period of time? How do you get so much weight?”

Jiu Feng hugged Yan Mo's neck and chuckles, and he kicks Yan Xiaole dishonestly. "Secret!"

Well, Jiu Feng has kept a secret from his favorite Mo Mo.

Yan Mo knows that a bored big bird is still following them. He suspects that what the King of Kunpengs fed to Jiu Feng might be the best thing for him, and he never asked again.

"Well, don't bully Xiaole." Yan Mo grabbed Jiu Feng's little fat foot.

Jiu Feng didn’t do it. He points to Yan Xiaole and yells, "Sumen is mine! Let him go!”

Yan Xiaole, "Ka Ka!" Don't let it go, what I caught is mine.

Xiao Hei rolled over with Wu Guo in his arms and yelled at both of them at the same time: “It's definitely I who caught Sumen I first. I blame you! You little traitor!”

Finally, Xiao Hei yelled at Wu Guo.

Wu Guo's two little feet were overlapped, and his little hand was on Xiao Hei's arm, looking up to the sky like he didn’t care. He just added fun to the game. What's the point of catching him too easily?

D.U.O.B.I didn't want to fall behind, "You're too bad. I’m the first one who found Sumen. He should belong to me!"

"Roll aside with your scanning ability!" several small children screamed at the same time.

D.U.O.B.I is not a softie either. He screamed back immediately: "Yan Xiaole, you have a species that is a semi-god! Xiao Hei, you have the ability and you partnered with Wu Guo! Do you dare to come down from the sky?

When the two adults heard it, they finally understood it. Yan Mo jokingly said to Sumen, "Who do you like, Sumen? Shifu will make the decision for you, so that they don't rob you every day."

Still trapped under Yan Xiaole's arm, little Sumen clasped his hands and put on an expression of I’m loved.

Yan Mo smiled.

Yuan Zhan can't help but smirk at the corner of his lips.

“It's not an hour yet!" Jiu Feng called suddenly.

Jiu Feng is going to go to the ground. Yan Mo pinched his little face and put him back on the ground.

Yan Xiaole finally put down Sumen, but didn't let him leave, but drew a circle on the ground to circle him.

And it's like some kind of signal, a couple of little things settled immediately.

Wu Guo crawled all over the place, but no one will look down on this little demon who is still in his infancy. As Wu Guo grows up, his ability begins to unseal a little bit. It's normal for him to use his own vines with people and pester people. Occasionally, he will suddenly rush to his partner Xiao Hei and rebound the energy of others attacking Xiao Hei - the darkest ability! Although Wu Guo is still young, this ability can be used only a few times a day, but occasionally it is also a headache.

It seems that Sumen in the circle is used to this kind of treatment. With a face full of I’m loved, he slowly took out the precious Bone Inheritance from the small schoolbag Yan Mo made for him, sticks it to the third eye on his forehead, and sinks into the Bone Inheritance to learn bone sculpting knowledge.

Yan Mo smiled and shook his head. He used to rub the soft fur of Sumen, no matter how noisy it was.

Yuan Zhan stretched his legs and rolled into a ball. He and Yan Mo left the house.

It's not the first time that such a scene has happened. During this period of time, they have been fascinated by a new game. It's a bit like hide and seek, but it's not one catch more, but more catch one.

A few hours ago, a member will be chosen by drawing lots to hide he is an IT. The member will find a hiding place within half an hour, or even ask someone to protect himself, but he can't be a semi-god like Yan Mo and Yuan Zhan. Half an hour later, the other kids started looking for him.

It doesn't count to find him, but to catch him in an hour. If the IT can dodge for an hour, he is the biggest winner of the game. He can get the “Bet money" from other small players. But if the IT is caught within an hour, he doesn't have to pay his share of the gambling money, but he will still be an IT in the next game.

Poor Sumen has the lowest force value in the past few years. Since he accidentally drew lots and became an IT, he has never been able to break away from this identity. Even if he found his own guard to protect him, he will be found and robbed every time.

At the beginning, Sumen would resist. After destroying several clothes in revolt and fight, he learned to be smart. Every time he was caught, he would raise his hand honestly and let other members fight for his ownership.

Through this game, Sumen firmly remembers one thing: Weak people cannot decide their fate.

From this time on, Sumen became very diligent. He used to be good at learning, but he was also good at playing while learning. Now, he is almost crazy about learning. Even when eating, he is studying the effect of what he eats in his mouth.

Naturally, his efforts and diligence have not been in vain. In the future, he has become the most expert one of Yan Mo's thirteen disciples, besides D.U.O.B.I. and he became the second Supreme Priest Witch after Yan Mo.

In addition to knowledge, with the increase of his number of IT, Sumen's innate ability of witchcraft also began to grow. Slowly, he became more and more humble. Obviously, he is there, but will often ignored and passed over. Later, even if he stayed for several hours for a long time, several hours he seem to be invisible.

However, at present, Sumen has not reached this level, so he can only continue to be a ghost and be caught.

And Yan Mo and Yuan Zhan.

They went to the Lie Tribe and saw all the Lie Tribesmen gathered.

Compared with the Rong tribesmen, the Lie tribesmen's eyes are much more complicated, with hatred and liberation?

At the beginning, Yan Mo wondered why the Lie Tribesmen saw him with so much emotion. After he had a detailed talk with the Lie Tribe witch, he understood the reason.

It turned out that the history of the Lie tribe that the Rong tribe's chief told him is true. The predecessor of the Lie tribe was the Marsh tribe. Although most of the people today are the blood left by the Lie tribe, the bloodline of the Marsh tribe is more tenacious. This can be seen from the fact that all of the Lie tribe members can control an ability in the marsh for a period of time. The stronger the blood of the marsh tribe is, the more they live in the marsh The longer it is, the more they even has the ability to turn themselves into eel and loaches - their body became soft, the skin secretes mucus, and the ability to drill holes was improved.

“Up to now, we still try to preserve some pure blood of our Marsh tribe. Although there are not many, there are still some. For example, only pure blood can serve as a clan witch. The Lie Tribesmen didn't have any clan witches at the beginning. They need us so that we can reproduce this pure blood to this day. "

The clan witch was the only one who was not disabled by Yan Mo yesterday, because according to the reaction of the slave warriors, the old witch was kind. Many of their injuries were treated by the clan witch, and the clan witch's position in the Lie tribe was not as high as that of other tribes. The Lie tribe's the chief and the elder, and even some high-ranking warriors could call out to him at will to go and treat them.

"The two thousand people you abolished yesterday are the most powerful fighting force in the clan." The tribe witch said.

"Tell me your plan." Yan Mo asked directly, not intending to circle him.

The clan witch knelt down to Yan Mo on one knee, "Da-Ren, I'm willing to lead the whole clan to the Jiu Yuan, and respect the Jiu Yuan. I dare not beg too much, just ask Da-Ren to give us the possibility of the continuation of the marsh blood."

"What are you going to do to them?" Yuan Zhan asked.

There was pain and struggle in the witch’s eyen. “Over the years, we have been inseparable from them. We will not divide the Lie tribe and the Marsh Tribe. Those disabled tribesmen, we will still accept them and treat them as ordinary tribesmen."

“Is there a new clan leader?"

"Yes." One night later, the leadership of the Lie Tribe was completely changed. According to the rules of the Lie Tribe, the chief died and his son will succeed him. But now that the tribe witch and some pure Marsh clan blood control the high-level position, they have restored the old rules. They are elected by the whole clan, and then the priest presides over the sacrifice, asking the God of the Black Marsh to choose a new clan leader.

After hearing the witch's new arrangement for the Lie tribe, Yan Mo said, “I will take all your slaves."

“Okay.” The clan witches did not hesitate about this. For the new marsh tribe, which had lost most of its fighting power, those slaves who had an extreme hatred for tribesmen left behind were not good for the new marsh tribe.

“I allow you to join the Jiu Yuan, but there is an inspection period of ten years. In ten years, the Jiu Yuan will only give you some basic support. "

“Da-Ren... “

Yan Mo raised his hand and indicated that he didn't have to say, "This is not only for you, but also for all the forces that have adverse intentions for the Jiu Yuan, except for the different inspection periods."

"Da-Ren, please be merciful. Now our family has lost a lot of fighting power. Without your support, our family will only be swallowed by the Rong tribe. Da-Ren, please!” The witch knelt again.

After a long time, Yan Mo sighed, "Well, I can especially allow your children under the age of 12 to enter the Jiu Yuan school academy and the Jiu Yuan military academy. In addition, I will give you another kind of good potato, so that you will be unable to survive in winter. "

"Thank you Da-Ren! Thank you for Da-Ren's mercy!” The witch exulted. As long as the children can enter the Jiu Yuan to study, the Lie tribe and the Marsh tribe have the hope of re-strengthening. Of course, they will not resist the Jiu Yuan at that time, they just want to have self-protection ability and better life.

And potatoes are a complete surprise.

Yan Mo and Yuan Zhan look at the other person, and they see satisfaction in the other person's eyes. They don't like the current high-level and adults of the Lie tribe, but as long as children are properly educated, after several generations of brainwashing education, this race born of the whole bloodline will become one of the most loyal fighting forces of the Jiu Yuan.

Before that, all they had to do was get the Rong tribe to monitor the behavior of this tribe.

And they also believe that the original marsh bloodline certainly doesn't want the incompetent the Lie tribe to cause anything more in the past. As for the rest of the pro Lie tribe warriors, as long as they want to live a stable life, they dare not do anything. Even if they do, Yan Mo and Zhan were confident to beat them down.

At this point, the arrangement of the Rong tribe and the Lie tribe is over.

Yan Mo and Yuan Zhan stayed in the black marsh wasteland for another ten days. They saw that things were basically on track. The houses and other infrastructure construction facilities in the new Rong tribe territory were also in building shape. The willing slaves began to adapt to the new life gradually. Then they left three managers. They left the wasteland quietly in the early morning before dawn.