In this extravagant era where transmigration and reincarnation have become a trend, Li Siyuan woke up to find that he, too, had not been spared and had joined the transmigration army.
Others ...
Then came more whips.
"Snap! Snap! Snap! Snap..."
In the blink of an eye.
The man was covered with wounds from being whipped.
"Hurry, hurry up and get up! Stop pretending to be dead and get up and work..."
"If you don't get up, I'll beat you to death, believe it or not?"
The man holding the whip grinned.
The movements of his hands continued.
The rest of the royal family dared to be angry but not to speak out.
“Bang!”
"What are you looking at? Get back to work! If you don't mine a thousand spirit stones today, I'll chop you up and feed you to the dogs."
Another sect disciple brandished a whip and lashed at a gray-haired old man.
"You lowly slave, you're so slow to do your work, you won't accept my toast!"
"You're itching for a slap!"
The sect disciple said with a sneer.
As he spoke, he raised the whip in his hand again.
"you……"
Seeing this, the other members of the royal family were furious and stopped their actions. "This is too much!"
"What? Want to rebel?"
A sect disciple sneered, "You think you can rebel? If you want to die, just come forward!"
"What this world lacks the least is slaves!"
The sect disciples glanced at everyone with a defiant and cold look. One of them even strode up to the gray-haired old man, raised his palm and slapped the old man's head hard.
The old man closed his eyes resigned to his fate.
“Bang!”
Crisp and loud.
The old man's body shook instinctively.
but……
The expected severe pain did not come.