The black-haired young man said the word "dragon" several times, and the golden light in his eyes went out again.
Obviously his memory has not been restored, it is just because of external stimulation that has loosened his mind.
Although Yao Qing was a little disappointed, he also knew that he could not force it. Now that he could loosen his grip, it meant that the other party's memory had a good chance of recovery. He said: "Long? Brother Dumb, is this your name? But you can speak, Brother Dumb, I will teach you.
It’s not appropriate anymore, let’s call him Brother Qianlong.”
The black-haired young man looked at him expressionlessly and showed no reaction.
Yao Qing said: "Let's go, let's go up quickly. I was careless. I didn't expect that there would be such chaos in the mine, and there would be people intercepting and killing."
The two people continued to walk up, and after a while, they finally came out of the cave entrance.
As soon as he walked out, a voice shouted: "Stop!"
Whoosh!
A monk wearing an overseer's uniform appeared in front of them and stared at the two of them coldly: "What are you two doing out here?"
Yao Qing said: "Master supervisor, we have completed our task. This is the ore we dug."
Yao Qing presented the two storage bags with both hands.
"Oh?" The monk squinted his eyes, took the storage bag, checked it, and looked at the two people slightly suspiciously. The clothes of the two people were relatively clean, and there was a fat man, who was usually a slave who had been in the mine for a long time.
, are all dark, thin and dirty.
Could it be that the two of them are newcomers?
But can a newcomer dig enough ore so quickly?
You must know that black crystal ore is difficult to collect. It is set to complete a bag of tasks a month. In fact, it would be good if 10% of people can complete the task. Most people will never have the opportunity to come up from the mine in this life.
"Okay, come with me."
The supervisor didn't think much about it. Maybe these two people picked up other people's ore in the mine, or robbed other people's ore. In short, if they finished it, then according to the rules, they would have rest time, and they would continue after one month.
mine.
There will always be some lucky people in the mines, but luck will not always favor them.
Yao Qing and the black-haired young man got a tent in the camp above.
Although it is very shabby, it is already the greatest gift as long as it does not go into the mine. At least it does not have to be in the dark and poisonous environment of the mine.
During his days off, Yao Qing had been trying to awaken the black-haired young man's memory and talk to him every day. However, since the last time he spoke, the black-haired young man had become mute again and remained silent.
In the blink of an eye, more than ten days passed, and the supervisor appeared again and drove them out of the mine.
The second time he went to the mine, Yao Qing had more experience.
It only took ten days to dig out two bags of ore.
After digging enough ore, the two of them walked up.
When they were about to leave the cave, suddenly several figures came out of the corner. One of them was the bald man who had robbed them before. The bald man's hand was obviously not healed yet and was wrapped in a bandage. When he saw the two of them, he was fierce
He said: "It's them. These two people have a lot of ore in them."
"Gu Fang, was your hand injured by them?" A short miner with three white eyes said sullenly.
The bald man hesitated for a moment and said, "Not bad."
"I can injure you. This is a serious idea. If you let us help you, all the ore will belong to us. You will have to do it for us from now on." The miner with three white eyes licked his tongue and said.
"Okay, as long as you can kill them both." Because Gu Fang's hand was injured, there is no medicine in this mine. I am afraid that even if he recovers, he will be disabled. In the future, he will not be able to easily rob, so he can only rely on San Baiyan and others.
He naturally hated Yao Qing and the black-haired young man deeply.
Sanbaiyan tilted his head, and the two people behind him gathered around him.
The three men took out a sharp short blade on their waist.
This was obviously ground with the front end of a mining pickaxe, and there was a layer of fine black light on it, with a faint hint of dark blue, which was the sign of the black crystal poison.
Not only were these three people armed, they were also poisoned.
It was not without reason that Baldhead came to them.
These three men are the tyrants running rampant in Mine No. 7. The miners who have died in their hands are as many as eighty if not a hundred. They even have the names of the three poisonous scorpion brothers. Even the bald ones they met before had to take a detour.
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Seeing the three people surrounding him, Yao Qing's expression changed and he hurriedly hid behind the black-haired young man and said urgently: "Brother Long, it's up to you, be careful of the knives in their hands."
These days, while others were underground, they also encountered several groups of miners who robbed them.
They were all easily dealt with by the black-haired young man.
Although the black-haired young man will not fight back automatically, he has a perverted defense that will hurt whoever touches him.
But this time, Yao Qing had no chance, and the opponent actually had a knife. Although Brother Long's defense was very abnormal, the ones he encountered before were at best mining picks and no sharp weapons.
Moreover, the three people in front of them were obviously unusual. Compared with those ordinary miners, they had murderous intent emanating from their bodies, making them look ruthless at first sight.
"kill!"
The three men rushed forward, and the sharp blades in their hands stabbed the black-haired young man's eyes, chest, and lower back like poisonous snakes, with cruel force.
The black-haired young man still stood without moving.
Seeing the sharp blade approaching, Yao Qing couldn't help but scream out in surprise and smashed the mining pick in his hand.
Poof!
The sharp blade swung sideways, and the mining pick broke into two pieces, and Yao Qing quickly rolled to the ground.
Phew! Phew! Phew!
With a few soft sounds, the short blade had already stabbed the black-haired young man.
Yao Qing finished screaming in his heart. He looked up and narrowed his eyes. Three short blades were pressed against the black-haired young man's eyeballs, heart and lower back, but they did not penetrate deeply.
The three of them still maintained their forward stabbing movements, with ferocious expressions on their faces.
The three-white-eyed miner's face was distorted. It was an expression of extreme strength, but there was a hint of horror in his eyes. The position he stabbed was the opponent's eyeball. If it were the chest and lower back, if he had refined his body to a certain level, he could indeed block it.
A sharp weapon, how could it not pierce this eyeball?
The opponent's eyes were wide open, with the sword piercing his pupils, but his eyelids didn't even blink down. His empty eyes were like a deep black hole, without even a trace of expression.
This weirdness made the three-white-eyed miner feel a little bit creepy. He bit the tip of his tongue fiercely, and his skin suddenly became red, as if it were cooked shrimp. His arms also swelled in a big circle.
"Die!"
San Baiyan used a secret blood method, which was also his biggest trump card, and could instantly triple his strength.
Under his violent push, the tip of the knife finally became loose and seemed to have sunk into the eyeball.
But at this moment, a golden flame jumped out from the opponent's pupils, and traveled along the tip of the knife to Sanbaiyan's palm, dripping wax, and silently, the short blade melted together with Sanbaiyan's palm,
Dripping like candle wax.
Sanbaiyan screamed and quickly stopped his hand, but the golden flames seemed weak, but they silently and quickly ate away at his body, arms, and shoulders. Sanbaiyan's body was melting rapidly. In just a few breaths, Sanbaiyan turned into a human being.
