Chapter 1114 Named

The Nine Heavens beings present looked at Lin Qian blankly, and still felt that the situation was like a dream, unbelievable.

Can this kind of good thing like a pie in the sky also happen to me?

A group of people waited, looking at each other, still looking at Lin Qian with some trepidation in their hearts.

They were afraid that the slave owner of the eight-eyed god clan in front of them would become extremely vicious in the next moment. They were only joking when they said this, and it was nothing more than a dream for them to wait for others.

But after waiting for a long time, none of them saw the eight-eyed protoss react in the direction they imagined.

After that, they stayed in this house for seven full days.

Seven days later, in the front yard, all the slaves were walking back and forth aimlessly.

They have already put on clean and comfortable clothes, and everyone is not as unkempt as when they first came, but neat and tidy.

The seven days in this mansion were the best seven days in their entire life.

No one scolds or mistreats them. They eat delicious and steaming meals, and they can practice at will without being enslaved.

Be able to wash yourself clean, don't look dirty like a slave.

In the small world of the eight-eyed protoss, these slaves cannot keep their bodies clean and tidy, which is not in line with their status.

Only when they are dirty and messy can they conform to their posture.

Unless it is the women among them, when they are going to be played by the eight-eyed gods, they will be cleaned up.

Originally, when they were allowed to take a bath, many women felt panic in their hearts, thinking that the next step would be to meet their fate of being molested by the eight-eyed gods.

But who would have thought that taking a bath is taking a bath, there is nothing special about it.

"I always feel that this eight-eyed protoss is a bit different." Suddenly, a human race sitting in the front yard murmured.

There was also a human woman sitting beside her, and she asked cautiously, "Brother, what's the matter?"

"I have observed, the way he looked at us,

It is completely different from the ordinary eight-eyed protoss. "The human man said suddenly, "The way he looks at us is not like those eight-eyed protoss looking at a cargo or livestock, but as if he regards us as the same race. "

"Moreover, we have freedom of movement. Only the eight-eyed gods can enjoy this kind of life, not what we slaves should have."

The human man rubbed his chin and speculated secretly: "The eight-eyed protoss, I am afraid there is some plan behind it, which is why they are so abnormal."

The human man, while talking, found his sister and looked behind him in horror.

And the people around were also looking at him with a look of fear, and couldn't stop backing away, and some even fell to the ground.

This human race man suddenly thought of a terrible possibility, turned around slowly, and looked behind him.

When he turned around completely, he found Lin Qian standing behind him.

"Master!" The human man was so frightened that he hurriedly lowered his head and knelt down on the ground with his forehead resting on the ground.

And his whole body was already drenched in cold sweat, and his heart was filled with fear.

I made wild remarks about the master of the eight-eyed god clan, and was caught by the other party. Isn't this a dead end?

He was even worried that his sister and others would be hurt because of his nonsense.

"Master, I'm a lowly slave, damn it. This is all my own nonsense, please don't blame others." Speaking of this, this human race man condensed the soul power in his body, and slapped his forehead with both palms. .

But at this moment, a hand suddenly blocked his behavior.

He found that the palm he slapped towards him did not land on his forehead.

Puzzled, he opened his eyes and was shocked to find that it was Lin Qian who stopped him.

"You didn't violate the rules, so what's wrong?" Lin Qian pulled the other party up from the ground, "It's a little bit responsible, not bad."

After finishing speaking, Lin Qian turned around and walked out in the direction of the mansion, with his hands behind his back. Not long after, he disappeared from everyone's eyes.

After Lin Qian left, the crowd still hadn't recovered.

Especially the human race man, he felt like he was alive after a catastrophe, and at the same time he was surprised.

I'm fine, but the other party doesn't blame me?

You must know that in this world, slaves are not allowed to discuss anything about the Eight-eyed God Clan, as long as there is any discussion, they will be executed.

Even the slaves around will be implicated and executed.

They are slaves, goods, and livestock. Talking about the Eight-eyed God Clan means committing crimes and deserves death.

This kind of undignified rule is firmly imprinted in the hearts of every slave. It was also during this period of time that he was too relaxed and comfortable, which made him relax his vigilance, and almost forgot this rule.

"As expected, something is wrong with this master." Suddenly, the human race man said suddenly.

"Brother, stop talking." His sister hastily stepped forward to persuade him.

The people on the side also gathered around, and after a while, they were afraid, and looked at him and said, "Hey, you are really not afraid of death."

"That's right, what if someone turns back?"

"But I also feel that this lord is different from the others."

In the process of their discussion, a light cough suddenly sounded behind them.

The complexion of the group of people changed, and they hurriedly dispersed, looked at the coughing sound, and found that it was the master they said, who had gone and returned.

Just when they were panicking, the master waved his hand: "Let's discuss, it's nothing, don't be nervous."

"What's your name?" Then, Lin Qian looked at the human man in front of him and asked aloud.

The human race man looked blank: "I... I don't have a name, I only have a code name called Hua 9468721."

After listening to his words, Lin Qian understood that the other party had a slave mark of a flower on his face, and this serial number was his serial number.

"Hmph, the eight-eyed gods really deserve to die." Lin Qian snorted coldly, looking at the person in front of him, "I give you the surname Mu and the name Xin. Put on the worn-out clothes you collected earlier, and make them look messy. Come to the gate of the house."

After finishing speaking, Lin Qian turned around, regardless of the dumbfounded expressions of the people around him, and left again.

"Damn the eight-eyed protoss? Didn't I hear it wrong?"

"Mu Xin, you have a name. We don't deserve a name. You actually have a name."

"No way, what the hell is going on."

While everyone was discussing, the named Hua 9468721 suddenly turned around and rushed into his room.