In human pastures, cattle and sheep are animals. Cattle and sheep are kept on pastures, and they are only slaughtered and eaten when they have grown fat.
On the pasture of the demons, humans are animals, kept here in captivity, and then slaughtered when they have grown fat.
Immortal Tianmiao once said that this continent is in chaos and humans are not the rulers of this continent. At this moment, Luo Zheng understood how weak humans are on this continent.
"Ahem!"
Luo Zheng suddenly made a coughing sound.
The two demon envoys had sharp ears, and when they turned around, they saw someone else in the tent not far away.
"Why is there still a human who hasn't come over? Didn't we ask you all to be together?" Master Demon Envoy said in surprise.
The middle-aged man replied: "Master Demon Envoy, that is an outsider."
"Outsiders? Ran from other pastures?" One of the demon envoys took big steps towards Luo Zheng.
Luo Zheng, who was lying on the mattress, could not move, but his eyes were staring coldly at the demon clansman, with traces of killing intent brewing in his pupils.
In the Central Territory, the world is almost dominated by humans. Luo Zheng fights with others, but in this continent, Luo Zheng suddenly has a great sense of identification with the human race. This is how he treats people who are not ours.
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"Well, this kid seems to have been seriously injured. Let's count him as one today." The Demon Envoy blew away Luo Zheng's tent, took out a noose and put it on Luo Zheng's head.
Just as the noose was thrown out, a touch of soul suddenly shot out from Luo Zheng's mind, and instantly penetrated into the mind of the demon envoy, tearing the soul of the demon into pieces and grinding the mind of the demon into pieces.
Everyone saw the demon envoy holding the noose in his hand, and suddenly their whole body shook violently, and then they stood there motionless.
The demon clan's back was turned to them. In fact, brown blood was already flowing from the demon clan's eyes. This demon clan man was already dead.
A breeze blew by, and the demon clan man lay on his back, and with a plop, his tall body hit the ground heavily.
When another demon envoy saw this scene, his face showed surprise, "What's going on?"
Many human beings looked at each other and had no idea what was going on. How come the good Demon Lord was lying on the ground?
The remaining Demon Envoy pulled out a ten-foot-tall spear and walked towards Luo Zheng, with a look of caution on his face. When he saw clearly that his companion on the ground was dead, the spear pointed at Luo Zheng.
Zheng asked: "Human, what's going on?"
There was a hint of sarcasm on Luo Zheng's face, and he replied lightly: "I killed him."
"Did you kill him?" Lord Demon Envoy had a look of disbelief on his face.
This human looks so weak, how could he possibly kill a demon?
Demons are inherently stronger than humans. Even young demons can tear humans apart easily. In the eyes of these demons, humans are indeed no different from docile sheep. The only difference is that sheep cannot speak.
"Believe it or not, it's meaningless compared to me, you can die too," Luo Zheng's eyes flashed, and his soul left the body again, instantly strangulating the soul of the Demon Envoy.
"Plop," the Demon Envoy also fell to the ground.
Looking at the two bodies that were not far away from him, Luo Zheng frowned, while the seven or eight hundred people not far away were all trembling.
The middle-aged man at the head had the courage to come over, looked at the two demon envoys lying on the ground, and said tremblingly: "I saved you, why do you still want to kill them?"
Luo Zheng frowned, "If they want to eat you, if they want to eat me, they will naturally die."
"Why, why should we die? The demons gave us this large piece of pasture, and we should have dedicated ourselves to them," the middle-aged man said seriously.
Hearing this, Luo Zheng was speechless.
To achieve this as a human being, it is better to reincarnate as a pig. If Luo Zheng hadn't been too lazy to kill innocent people indiscriminately, he would have had the urge to kill this guy at this moment.
"Yes, yes, the demons treat us well. They even bring us food during the cold winter months. How can we disobey them?"
"Kill the two master demon envoys, and I'm afraid all of us will die!"
"Obviously only five people need to die, but now hundreds of people have to die. What should we do?"
These people seemed to agree with the middle-aged man's point of view.
Luo Zheng's brows are getting more and more wrinkled. These guys have been kept in captivity for a long time. It seems that they really think they are the livestock of the demon people. The problem is that livestock have no brains. Do these people also have no brains?
Seeing the helpless look of these people, Luo Zheng simply closed his eyes, and it was better to open his own meridians with peace of mind.
Unexpectedly, at this moment, a man suddenly came out and said, "Dad, I think he is right. Why should we feed them? Just because this pasture belongs to the demons?"
Hearing this voice, Luo Zheng opened his eyes and saw a young man in front of him, holding a sharpened wooden stick, standing in front of the middle-aged man.
"What do you know? Our ancestors have lived here for generations. We only need to contribute a few people during festivals and festivals, and our community can live well. If we don't give them, how can our tribe survive?" The middle-aged man lectured and looked at it.
Looking at the demons lying on the ground, they began to sigh again, "Now that two demons are dead, I'm afraid they will kill us all..."
"Haven't you ever thought about fighting?" The young man's eyes were full of anger.
"Resist? Fight with the demons?" The middle-aged man glared, "Isn't that just death?"
"You're going to die no matter what, so why should you be a lamb to be slaughtered for the rest of your life?" the young man said stubbornly.
Hearing the young man's words, Luo Zhengcai was slightly relieved. It turned out that not all humans are like this.
These humans should be food kept in captivity by the demons. However, humans are intelligent creatures after all. They cannot really be like cattle and sheep. They only know how to struggle after a knife is placed on their necks. Over time, some people will develop rebellious behaviors.
Heart.
It's a pity that these humans are too weak...
"Young man, what's your name?" Luo Zheng suddenly asked.
"My name is Tutulu!" the young man replied, probably because he saw Luo Zheng killing two demon envoys in a blink of an eye, and the young man respected Luo Zheng very much.
"I'll teach you how to fight," Luo Zheng said lightly.
"Really?" Tutulu's face showed a look of expectation, "You taught me the... magic method just now?"
Probably because he saw Luo Zheng killing two demon clansmen without taking action, he thought that Luo Zheng was casting some kind of demonic magic.
Luo Zheng said lightly: "No, this is not a magic method, this is strength. Will these demons come again?"
"Yes, yes!" Tuturu replied.
"Very good, just watch from the side," Luo Zheng ordered.
As for the other people, they don’t know what to do. They have lived in this pasture for generations, and being eaten by the demons is almost the fate of their lives. Although some people in the tribe have a desire to resist, they can’t do it at all.
When fighting against demons, those kind of people usually die faster.
After discussing and discussing, they had no choice but to give up and ignore Luo Zheng.
However, the young man named Tutulu, holding the sharp wooden stick in his hand, guarded Luo Zheng's body.
During this period of time, Luo Zheng continued to expel the power of space in his body.
A few hours later, Luo Zheng felt a tremor coming from the ground. He looked up slightly and saw that a group of demons were rushing over on tall horses not far away! Those tall horses were almost two feet tall, with both eyes.
Red is obviously no ordinary horse.
"What's going on? Where's the leader here!" It was a group of demons, about ten or so people. The leader was wearing a heavy helmet and had thorns on his shoulders. He was very powerful.
"There is no need to find the leader, I killed these two trashes," Luo Zheng said lightly.
"You!" The leader of the demon clan turned over and dismounted, looking at the two demon clan corpses in front of Luo Zheng, with a strange look on the ugly face, "Did you kill Geng and Na Jin?"
Tutulu stood behind Luo Zheng, holding a sharp wooden stick with a look of caution on his face.
"Yes," Luo Zheng nodded lightly. In fact, the only thing he could move was his head.
"Haha, why do these humans dare to resist? This is really interesting. Take him back!" The leader of the demon clan waved his hand and said.
Then the group of demons dismounted and surrounded Luo Zheng.