Gu Fang told all the stories about the previous experiences of the three poisonous scorpions.
"The three poisonous scorpions were killed?"
After hearing this, the supervisor Fang Ping was a little strange. The three-member Poison Scorpion has been dominating the No. 7 mine for a day or two. They have often respected him before, so they turned a blind eye, but they didn't expect it to be gone.
"You said that the man's eyes were spewed out of flames? He burned the three of them to death."
Cao Zhao's eyes shrank slightly.
This method is definitely not something that people who are imprisoned in their cultivation can use.
However, the slave miners were locked in their cultivation by the Mo family's special Mo Jing Lock. Even if they were casual golden elixirs, they would not be able to break the golden elixirs. If they were above the golden elixirs, even if they were slaves, the Mo family would not throw them to the mine casually. That would be much more useful than being an ordinary miner.
Now the ink crystals in the mine cave have been stolen.
Another man with magic appeared.
It is likely to be related.
"Where is that person? Arrest quickly." Cao Zhao immediately ordered.
The supervisor at the mine moved when he heard the sound and quickly went to Mine No. 7. However, he did not see the man mentioned by Gu Fang, but instead pulled out Yao Qing.
At this time, Yao Qing was looked around by Cao Zhao and others in the stone house, and his eyes were frightened.
There was a bloody warning from Cao Zhaolian tortured hundreds of people before. Yao Qing knew that the man in front of him was a murderous butcher, so he was caught here and his soul was hilarious.
Gu Fang stood up and said, "Mr. Cao, he was the one who was with that man that day, and these two people were almost inseparable."
Cao Zhao looked at Yao Qing coldly: "Say, where has the person who is with you gone?"
Yao Qing reluctantly calmed down and bowed, "Mr. Cao, I don't know which one you are talking about?"
"Pretending!"
Cao Zhao's eyes were filled with evil light, and a sword flashed, Yao Qing screamed, and an arm fell to the ground.
He clearly felt that Cao Zhao was about to kill, and said in a hurry: "Mr. Cao, if you are talking about Brother Long, who was with me before, I haven't seen him for several days, I can swear."
Cao Zhao's eyes flashed with cold light. He vowed not to make random noises in the cultivation world. Moreover, when he looked at the little fat man in front of him, he was sweating wildly. He looked like he was the kind of person with a weak will and should not dare to deceive himself.
"Did the Brother Long mentioned have the magic power and stole Mo Jing?" Cao Zhao snorted coldly.
It was Yao Qing who was so painful that he almost rolled to the ground.
Facing Cao Zhao's questioning, Yao Qing was frightened and frightened, and also resented Brother Long. Underground, he kept reminding Brother Long not to touch Mo Jing or Mo Jing.
But he doesn't listen to convenience and uses his words as a wind in his ears.
Now I finally caused a big disaster.
Moreover, he implicated himself in and had one arm cut off.
He was also a young master of a noble family before, so he had never suffered such pain.
Seeing Yao Qing's eyes flashing, Cao Zhao, such an experienced person, could not see anything strange. He took a step forward and pinched Yao Qing's neck hard. One hand had already grabbed Yao Qing's eyes: "If you don't say it, you will dig your eyes, cut your tongue, nose, ears, hands and feet, make it into a human pit and stuff it into a jar."
Puff!
Yao Qing felt the heat of both thighs, and could no longer control the fear in her heart, and shouted: "I said, I said."
After a moment.
A violent aura broke through the roof of the stone house. A figure rushed out and enveloped in the black light. Cao Zhao's face was distorted and he roared hideously: "I'm so brave, so brave. I dare to steal my Cao Zhao's head. Everyone, I'll capture this person with all my strength. Anyone who provides clues will be rewarded."
Cao Zhao shook his hand and sacrificed a magic light and shadow, which was a black-haired young man.
The entire mine branch veins were turbulent.
Under Cao Zhao's mobilization, both supervisors and slaves searched for traces of black-haired young men in the mine.
However, the black-haired young man seemed to be missing, and there was no trace of the ground.
In the deeper darkness, a figure was passing through.
At this time, the soil in front of him was automatically squeezed back like flowing water, and could not stop this person at all. If Cao Zhao and others were here, they would definitely recognize him as the black-haired young man they searched for.
The black-haired young man's eyes flashed slightly with golden light at this moment.
He dug almost all the mines of the branch before, and the remaining quality was not very good. For him, refining Mo Jue also had high requirements for Mo Jing.
So he walked along the branch line. Anyway, the ground was not much different from being on the ground.
The control of the earth system rules allows it to walk easily underground.
This is why not only mine No. 7, but dozens of mines nearby have been hollowed out, and no one has discovered him yet, because he doesn't need to walk through the cave passage at all.
Following the veins of this branch, he continued to explore. The ore he encountered was automatically absorbed by his magic power and threw it into the storage bag. After it had accumulated enough, he directly opened up a space underground, and then controlled the red lotus fire to refine the ink crystal.
Digging and refining is not just about getting Mo Jue.
Also because the black-haired young man found that doing so would also help his own recovery.
His memory was shattered by two powerful forces, but his consciousness was extremely strong. He condensed the divine fire bit by bit. This is the power of the soul, which will never be damaged.
Therefore, the power of Taoism that he can control is also increasing day by day.
Now he is digging ore faster and faster. As his mana vibrates, large gangues of ore gangues are twisted and surged like water waves. Ores in a radius of hundreds of miles are automatically cracked out of the ore veins, like milk swallows throwing into the forest, flying towards him one after another.
In an instant, a hill-like ink crystal condensed in front of him again.
Just as the black-haired young man was plundering the Mojing Mine.
A spacecraft landed at the mine camp.
Cao Zhao and others went to greet him.
The spacecraft door opened and walked out of them, both wearing black robes and a hill-like symbol on their chests.
"Deacon Mo." Cao Zhao stepped forward to flatter and pleased him, not like he was arrogant and domineering before.
"Cao Zhao, hurry up and carry the ore onto the boat, we have to go to the next camp." The taller man on the left said indifferently.
This kind of life that transports ore is not very good or bad, and it is a remote resource star. For the Mo family deacon, no one wants to stay for a second more and complete the task quickly and go back.
Cao Zhao's face hesitated: "This..."
"What are mother-in-law and mother doing? Hurry up." The tall and thin man said sternly.
Cao Zhao's face changed a few times, he fell to the ground with his head pressed on the ground: "Sir, my subordinates are incompetent, and the Mo Jing Mine has been stolen."
As soon as this statement comes out.
The originally cold deacons of the Mo family changed drastically, and the air seemed to solidify for a few seconds. Then, two monstrous and complete aura burst out.