Huozhu Village is not big, with only seventy or eighty families. The entire village is built in an open-air square in an orderly manner. In addition, the red fire bamboos all over the mountains have a unique view.

Duoyi took Chen Changsheng to a simple bamboo house, Guan Shang     mén, and whispered: "Brother, you hide here first, don't come out." After that, he grabbed the coarse cloth bag under the head of the bed and rushed towards the open-air square.

Rumble!

In the distance, more than a dozen bloodthirsty fire lizards rushed over all the way, and the ground was shaking.

Although these fire lizards are just low-level ferocious beasts, their intelligence has not yet been opened, they are extremely large in size, and the lightest one is more than 100,000 kilograms. Once they run, they can hear the sound of thunder-like impact within a radius of dozens of kilometers.

"The sixth floor of the spiritual platform?" Chen Changsheng glanced through the gap in the bamboo house and saw that there were twenty or thirty big men with flesh on the back of the fire lizard, showing their fierce light. The strongest cultivation was for the young man. Most of the rest were warriors on the third and fourth floors of the spiritual platform.

Even so, he did not dare to underestimate it at all.

On the island of Death Prison, these murderers fought hard for many years, so their combat power was naturally not comparable to those of the pampered disciples who lived in poverty. If they really started, even the elders of the sect like Zhao Wuji might not be the opponents of these spiritual prisoners.

“Well…”

The murderers who were driving the group of fire lizards came to the entrance of the village and stopped one after another, looking down at the villagers in Huozhu Village.

“Exchange rations.”

He waved his hand for the young man, and hundreds of bundles of rough chestnut rice fell from the back of the fire lizard.

A while sao    1uan.

Soon, hundreds of Huozhu villagers, under the supervision of the old village, lined up a long queue and took the fire spirit in their hands to exchange for the bundles of dry chestnut rice.

"Mr. Luo, why is the chestnut rice less than before?" A middle-aged man in simple clothes looked at the half bundle of chestnut rice in his hand, with a bitter face, looking at the young man.

"That little bit of macaque rice is not enough to eat!"

"You still want to eat enough? It would be a blessing not to starve to death."

"Mr. Luo, the rice I exchanged this time is too little! I can't support a family!"

Hearing the complaints of the villagers around him, the young man snorted coldly and sneered: "Do you think it's the sand in the Gobi Desert Desert, how much does it cost? Our Death Prison Island does not produce crops. Just this little chestnut rice is bought from outside after a lot of hardships. If you want to eat enough, just dig a little more fire essence to exchange. Then, let alone chestnut rice, even ferocious beasts have essence and flesh."

The villagers on the Death Prison Island all knew the methods of these murderers and dared not speak out.

On the island, fire spirit can only save them from environmental disasters. Chestnut rice and ferocious beast essence are the foundation of survival. Without chestnut rice, you will be starved to death at most for three or five days.

The villagers gritted their teeth and exchanged all the fire spirits that had been excavated for a month into chestnut rice, with bitter expression on their faces.

"Brother Luo, the ricotta rice I exchanged this time is two-thirds less than before. I am afraid that many farmhouses will starve to death..." A murderer frowned.

"Do you think I want to starve them to death?" Luo Yang rolled his eyes and said depressedly: "The exchange rate this time was appointed by the three hall masters. I heard from our old man that it seems that a large amount of fire spirit is needed in Longcheng, so the proportion is set so low. These farmhouses are all our money trees, and the loss is great if you die."

When I heard that the exchange ratio of the fire spirit was appointed by the three hall masters of the Death Prison Island. These rebellious murderers quickly closed their mouths and their faces were full of awe.

"Fire Spirit?" Seeing the murderer on the Death Prison Island, he exchanged all the fire spirits in the villagers' hands. Chen Changsheng, who was standing behind the window of the bamboo house, picked up the fire spirit that he was feasting for him, looked at it carefully, and murmured: "What are the uses of these fire spirits?"

Even in the immortal world of heaven, he had never seen such fire spirits.

As soon as Chen Changsheng took out the fire spirit and looked carefully, the turtle soul as big as a palm appeared quietly, with a pair of mung bean eyes staring at the fire spirit with a radiant look, looking salivating.

"Do you want it?" Chen Changsheng was slightly stunned, looking at the turtle soul he refined in shock. With his soul power, he could naturally understand that these fire spirits are different from soul beads.

The soul bead contains the pure soul power of ferocious beasts. The beast soul refined by the warrior will be of great benefit after devouring it. Apart from the warm flame essence, these fire spirits seem to be wrapped in an extremely hard outer skin, which cannot be shaken with his current power.

Seeing the "Turtle Soul" keeps nodding, Chen Changsheng handed over the fire spirit.

Turtle Soul opened his mouth and swallowed the fire spirit the size of his thumb. Seeing Turtle Soul's enjoyable look, Chen Changsheng was stunned for a long time and cursed with laughter and crying: "Damn, are you reincarnated by Taotie? Do you dare to swallow anything? Can you refine this thing?"

Hearing Chen Changsheng's joke, the silly turtle soul clicked his mouth, looked at Chen Changsheng with contempt, and leisurely crawled into Chen Changsheng's soul sea.

"I'm despised by this little beast?" Chen Changsheng looked wonderful. He originally wanted to get it out and beat it up. As soon as the turtle soul returned to the sea of ​​souls, a trace of pure soul power suddenly flowed into his meridians. His body suddenly shook, and the energy contained in these fire spirits was actually even more terrifying than the cave Xuanzhu?

Moreover, Chen Changsheng did not dare to delay this little beast who was even more stingy than Pixiu to take the initiative to provide his soul power to himself. He calmed down and began to absorb the soul power.

In the square.

Seeing that all the villagers exchanged the fire essence into chestnut rice, and there were only a small part of the hundreds of bundles of chestnut rice he brought, Luo Yang nodded with satisfaction and said aloud: "In the past few days, many outsiders have gone to our death row island. One of them has reported to me to reward ten bundles of chestnut rice and a piece of ferocious beast essence..."

"What?"

"Ten bundles of chestnut rice? And a piece of ferocious beast flesh?"

When the villagers of Huozhu were immediately excited when they heard the reward given by Luo Yang.

You know, the fire spirit they dug out for a month can be exchanged for at most a bundle of chestnut rice, not to mention a piece of ferocious beast flesh that can only be exchanged for fifteen bundles of chestnut rice.

"Mr. Luo, what you said is true?" A sarcastic and mean shrew looked at Luo Yang timidly, his eyes full of heat.

"Bastard, can you joke with you?" Luo Yang glared and cursed.

"I dare not... I know the crime." When Luo Yang glared at me, the shrew's body trembled, and he lowered his eyebrows and said with a coquettish look.

Standing at the end of the crowd, he only exchanged a small bag of inferior chestnut rice. When he heard the sky-high price of Luo and offered a reward for outsiders like Chen Changsheng, his heart suddenly rose to his throat.

A pair of small hands clasped the small half bag of chestnut rice tightly, and looked at the shrew with a nervous expression.
Chapter completed!