After 600 years of sword sacrifice, my aunt returned to the world

Shu Nong examined this person from top to bottom.

The other party was terrified by her half-smiling eyes, afraid that she would be dissatisfied, he carefully smiled and asked softly: "...My lord?"

This courtyard located deep in the alley is not big. When you enter the courtyard door, you can only enter two rooms. The door of one room was opened without any scruples, but the other room was locked twice. It was sealed, and there was a movement restriction at the door.

The restriction on the door is simple, but it acts as a sound-proof blocking door, and even a little bit of spiritual power can be used, and how effective it can be depends entirely on the cultivation of the user.

This person's cultivation base is not high, but it is enough to deal with ordinary people who have no spiritual power.

It is self-evident who is locked in that restricted door.

Shu Nong gave a soft "hmm", looked at his tentative gestures asking him for money, and twitched the corners of his mouth: "You said that some of these people wandered around, and some came from other places alone, then how do you guarantee that, you Are there any disciples from big sects or those from wealthy families among those arrested?"

The man immediately replied: "My lord, don't worry, I dare not touch anyone with a bit of spiritual power, well-dressed clothes, and big money—"

He scratched his head and smiled, and looked at her as if asking for credit: "My lord, please don't worry about one hundred people, ten thousand people, and the little ones are very sorry for their lives. I approached all those people in that room one by one. They are all alone, and basically no one will look for them after they disappear, and even if they look for them, they will not find us here."

"……yes?"

Shu Nong was silent for a moment, his eyes slowly fell on his abdomen, and he chuckled strangely, "Then you really deserve to die."

The man's eyes widened in astonishment, and suddenly no sound came out of his slightly opened mouth. He moved his lips in vain, and lowered his head stiffly but slowly.

Shu Nong's fingertips lightly touched his abdomen.

He stumbled and fell to the ground in shock.

There was snow that hadn't been cleared under him, and he almost crazily held the snow and stuffed it into his stomach, his arms trembled, and he couldn't utter a word from his murmured lips.

In the coldness that filled the sky, a scorching heat emerged from his abdomen, threatening and quickly spreading to his whole body.

Shu Nong watched coldly as he began to roll over in the snow with his stomach in his arms, attempting to bury himself in the snow, after struggling several times, he crawled over tremblingly and grabbed her skirt.

"...I..." His throat was almost scorched, and the voice he could barely make was hoarse and unpleasant.

"...I, all... belong to you, my lord—" He tugged at the corner of her skirt, the burning pain spreading all over his body made his fingertips curl up, "...Order, why, why..."

Shu Nong watched him struggle coldly, his eyes grew colder, but the corners of his mouth slightly raised: "If everything presented in this illusion is real, then the lord you speak of should be damned."

At the time of the illusion, the human-devil war had just passed, and a large number of people in the human race were still immersed in the joy of victory, looking for lost family members and rebuilding their homes.

People's hearts are still condensed in one place, and trust between people is at its peak.

After all, no one would have imagined that, across the sea of ​​blood and hatred of thousands of lives on this land, after the defeat of the demons, there would still be human scum who would use them to stab the butcher knives at the compatriots who had finally ushered in victory.

Shu Nong stepped forward to the room where the common people were locked up.

The wailing of the person behind him faded away and became silent.

The restriction on the door was nothing to Shu Nong. With a slight movement of her fingertips, the restriction on the door disappeared. Before she could make another move, Shu Yue had already summoned the spirit sword, and opened the door with one sword.