Chapter 4687: Those who have attained the Tao, God will help them
Steel is made by hard work, and the same goes for people. How can one become strong without experiencing hardships and setbacksg.
As a practitioner, after every bloody battle, your cultivation level will rise a lot.
Now, Ye Chen's physique has been improved for the same reason.
"I'll just say that you can't become a strong person if you don't know how to adapt." Order said.
However, he also reminded Ye Chen that doing so would be too risky.
If the Huns beat Ye Chen to death, it would be over.
"You are his property. As long as you don't deliberately anger him, he probably won't kill you."
Order added another sentence.
Ye Chen didn't reply. He only replied calmly after a long time: "Only by being firm in your original intention can you achieve the great road."
"The road? The road is ever-changing, and every strong man's path to success cannot be copied." Order retorted.
Ye Chen did not argue with him.
He is completely different from Order.
Order was born at the third level of the plane, and she cultivated it step by step. She couldn't understand the sadness in it.
Gululu......
Suddenly, a strange sound sounded.
Ye Chen's expression immediately became a little embarrassed.
Order chuckled: "Tough bones, if you have the ability, you don't want to eat. Just starve like this. Let's see how long you can carry it!"
"You're wrong about that. People are like iron rice or steel. You won't be hungry if you don't eat for one meal." Ye Chen retorted.
"Tch." Jiji gave Ye Chen a roll of his eyes.
She wanted to see how such a strong-minded Ye Chen could solve his hunger problem!
I saw Ye Chen getting up from the ground, holding his stomach and curling up.
Suddenly, Ye Chen smelled the strong aroma of meat.
He looked a dozen steps away.
The Hungarian soldier who had whipped Ye Chen before was now sitting in front of the tent, grilling barbecue on the fire rack.
Kneeling at the feet of the Hungarian soldiers were a dozen slaves, all of whom had been forcibly taken away like Ye Chen before.
Some of these people were ordinary farmers, and some were soldiers of the Han Dynasty.
But at this moment, they were all driven by hunger, lying on the ground and giving up all human self-respect, begging their master to give them a piece of meat.
The Hungarian soldier used a dagger to cut off a piece of bloody half-cooked meat, stabbed it with a knife and delivered it to the mouth of a slave who behaved best.
The slave was wearing the uniform of a Han soldier, but at this moment he was subdued by a piece of meat, kissing the dirty toes of a Hungarian soldier.
So the Hungarian warrior rewarded him with a piece of meat.
This immediately attracted other slaves to try their best to please him.
The Hungarian soldier's domineering eyes glanced at Ye Chen again and threw a piece of barbecue on the ground.
He stood up and stood in front of Ye Chen, pointing his crotch to signal Ye Chen to get under him.
"What choice do you make now?"
Order would like to see how Ye Chen chooses between filling his stomach and self-esteem.
Ye Chen stared at the piece of meat on the ground, and then looked at the Hungarian soldier. There was no trace of perversity in his cold eyes.
The Hungarian soldier's eyes became colder and colder.
Ye Chen, a weak slave, had successfully aroused his conquering mentality.
He took a few steps forward, grabbed Ye Chen's throat, and made a low hiss in Ye Chen's ears.
"Boy, listen to me and don't try to test my patience again."
"Either become my slave and live, or..."
After saying this, the Hungarian soldier threw out the dagger in his hand.
Poof!
The dagger penetrated into the head of the slave who had been the most humble to the Hungarian warriors.
The dagger entered through the eye socket and came out from the back of the head.
The slave's bright red blood was so dazzling against the backdrop of the night.
In this situation, even ferocious beasts will be frightened by the cruel methods of the Hungarian soldiers.
Ye Chen's expression showed no change, not even a trace of fear.
The Hungarian soldiers stared at Ye Chen, the murderous intent in their eyes gradually turning into full of amusement.
"It's interesting, I'll play more with you."
Ye Chen's unyielding attitude gave the Hungarian soldiers a sick mentality of torturing Ye Chen.
The Hungarian soldiers lifted Ye Chen up high and smashed him to the ground.
With this blow, Ye Chen's head was bruised and blood flowed, and he fainted again.
After giving Ye Chen a lesson like this, the slaves became more obedient and obeyed the Hungarian soldiers without daring to resist.
There is no way to survive by pretending to obey. Only true surrender can survive.
If Ye Chen did it on purpose before, his stubborn resistance this time left Order extremely confused.
"Successive injuries, especially serious injuries, will only make the physical condition worse and will not do any good."
Order didn't understand Ye Chen, why would he put himself in a desperate situation.
After a long time, Ye Chen gradually regained consciousness.
At this time, one of Ye Chen's wrists was shackled and hung on the iron frame where the weapons were placed.
At such a height, Ye Chen always had to stand on tiptoes to avoid being dragged by his arms.
Just as Order expected, Ye Chen was injured so severely this time that he could no longer absorb the energy from the plane.
When Jiji was worried about Ye Chen's condition, a woman wrapped in a coat came with a basket.
She filled the wooden bowl with rice porridge, tiptoed, and brought it to Ye Chen's mouth.
Ye Chen just looked at the latter and opened his mouth to drink the rice porridge.
"who!"
The Hungarian soldiers strode forward with murderous intent and swords in hand.
Someone secretly sent food to his slave for punishment!
But after he recognized the woman, he glared at her helplessly, raised his sword and walked away.
"Thank you, I will remember your life-saving grace in my heart."
After eating rice porridge, Ye Chen thanked him, but his attitude was completely different from that towards the Hungarian soldiers.
The woman didn't say anything, she tore the rice balls made of brown rice into balls, put them into Ye Chen's mouth and left quietly.
With food in his belly, Ye Chen finally gained some strength.
But being hung up like this is still uncomfortable.
"Hey, why do you trust her so much? Aren't you afraid that she will poison you?" Order's confused voice sounded in Ye Chen's heart.
"She is a good person."
"A good person? Haha, I can only say that you are lucky, but speaking of people with plane visions, their luck is not bad."
A slight smile appeared on Ye Chen's lips.
From the perspective of Order, this was showing off to her.
It seems to be saying, look, we don't need to ask for help, someone will bring the food to us.
"Tch, don't be proud of yourself. The Northern Huns have set their sights on you, and now you are his prey. He will not give up until he tames you."
"There's no point in your stubborn resistance. That kind of barbarian doesn't have much patience to waste with you."
Just as the words of order were finished, the Northern Hungarian warrior came up again.
This time, he put the rope directly around Ye Chen's neck.
If Ye Chen wants to survive, he can only stand on tiptoes, otherwise he will be strangled to death.
The Hungarian soldiers looked at Ye Chen in such pain jokingly.
He wanted to see how long Ye Chen could hold on.
In the dark.
The woman who brought food to Ye Chen before was also looking at Ye Chen.
The latter kept covering his mouth, looking at the tortured Ye Chen, he couldn't help but burst into tears...