It is indeed a name that makes people feel frightened. He is a famous member of the Ji family. He is unsmiling and does not rub sand in his eyes.
As soon as this name comes out, it really makes people feel scared.
But it's just timidity.
In this way, these four Ji family disciples will not be able to go back alive.
The eight Dao Palace monks were even more ruthless and severe, killing four Ji family disciples with their fists.
The scene was tragic and not suitable for children to watch. Some people even tried to cover Ye Qingfeng's eyes.
Ye Qingfeng's expression remained as usual. From beginning to end, he gained a better understanding of the toughness of the monks from the Northern Territory.
"Thank you, little benefactor. It is not suitable to stay here for a long time. Little benefactor, please leave quickly."
Eight Dao Palace monks searched for the treasures from the Ji family disciples and handed them to Ye Qingfeng as a thank you for saving their lives.
The others had no objections.
Time is of the essence and it is really not advisable to stay here for a long time.
Ye Qingfeng quickly took the things handed over by several people, asked about the general situation and location of the mining area, and then drove away in Shenhong.
Those who were rescued also left one after another, not forgetting to set fire to destroy the corpses before leaving.
When another group of Ji family members arrived, there was only a little bit of ashes left on the red earth.
"Who did this?!"
The disciples of the Ji family roared, without help from outsiders, those who were bound would never be able to escape on their own.
However, the fields were empty and no one responded.
An elder of the Ji family in the Four Extremes Realm gave the order in a deep voice: "Catch those who escaped and find out who is bold enough to go against our Ji family!"
"yes!"
All the young disciples of the Ji family raised their hands and responded.
Ye Qingfeng, who was dirty, rushed to the mining area alone.
The mining area is a very large area in the Northern Territory. It was formed countless years ago and is called the "Ancient Mine of Taichu".
Strictly speaking, the Taichu Ancient Mine is a forbidden land and one of the seven famous restricted areas of life in the Eastern Wasteland.
The so-called forbidden area of life means that outside creatures cannot step into it, and if you step into it, you will die.
This is a tragic fact verified by the lives of outstanding figures, celebrities, and powerful men in the past generations, thus achieving the unparalleled reputation of the seven forbidden areas of life in the Eastern Wasteland.
As long as they don't enter restricted areas, people are relatively safe.
Around the restricted area, there are still scattered source mines.
Some of the scattered source mines occupy a small area and are very barren. After the entire vein is mined, there are only three or four kilograms of source, and sometimes there are only one or two ounces of source, which is enough to show how precious the source is.
Some source mines cover an extremely large area, and the amount of source mined is also considerable.
But these larger source minerals are all in the hands of those super powerful forces.
However, bloodshed often occurs between major forces and between the affiliated forces of major forces because of the ownership of the source mine.
Every year, every day, there are bloodshed caused by the competition for the source, so this land in the Northern Territory is not peaceful at all.
It was already dusk when Ye Qingfeng arrived at a small mining area.
There were people and horses stationed in that mining area. There was no grass or trees. The low houses and reddish-brown earth and rocks looked even more desolate under the setting sun.
Endless desolation, unchanging desolation, desolation seems to be the eternal tone of the northern mining area.
A group of numb-looking mortals numbly pushed a wooden cart, numbly going up and down the mine, numbly pushing a square of earth and stone.
They are called source collectors. They repeat the same work day after day with dull expressions, like a group of walking zombies.
Even though Ye Qingfeng, this dirty little girl wandered here, she didn't attract any attention from them.
These people have no light in their eyes and no light in their hearts.
Ye Qingfeng dragged his steps feebly over, moved to a monk in charge, lowered his head, and said timidly:
"Uncle, I'm thirsty, can you give me..."
"Crack!"
The little girl's answer was a ruthless whip.
"Get out! Where did this little beggar come from?!" The monk in charge had already looked at the little girl. Seeing that she was a mortal and not afraid of threats, he said in disgust, "You are a thing without a father and a mother, get out of here!"
In fact, the Northern Territory is so chaotic, people die every day, and there are many helpless orphans near the mining area.
The little girl was so scared that she trembled and retreated quickly, mingling with the expressionless collectors, as if she had found a life-saving straw and was anxious to seek shelter from them.
However, those collectors did not pay any attention to the little girl who suddenly barged in, and did not dare to pay attention to her.
The monks in charge do not treat them as human beings, but only as slaves for collecting resources.
Slaves do not need to have thoughts or emotions, they just need to be obedient and do their job well.
Wooden carts carrying stones passed back and forth from behind Ye Qingfeng.
The little girl kept avoiding and crossing, trembling with fear and crying helplessly.
This is a normal reaction of a young child.
"Hahaha!"
Several stewards laughed, lying on rocking chairs, enjoying the fun, and throwing food into their mouths.
The little girl cried for a long time, so long that several stewards lost interest in her.
The moon rises again, and its pale moonlight shines on this miserable place.
Those dull and weak collectors were still pushing stone carts back and forth numbly.
This small mining area is the Ji family's mining area No. 132, and the people who mine the resources here are all mortals.
As a result, mortals are not afraid of threats and can be easily managed and controlled.
Secondly, if monks are arranged to go to the ground to collect resources, the piece of resources in the hands of the monks will have infinite magical uses, so the monks who arrange to go to the wells to collect resources must be very cautious.
I arranged for monks from other families to source the material, fearing that it would be advantageous for other families.
He arranged for his own monks to collect the resources, but he was also worried that his own monks would be buried underground.
Therefore, the vast majority of people who collect resources are mortals whose lives are like straw.
Ye Qingfeng was tired from crying, and looked at the carefree stewards again. He slipped and got into the bottom of a wooden cart like a loach.
The weak man pushing the wooden cart moved his gray eyes, clearly seeing it, but also not seeming to see it. His cracked mouth moved, but in the end he said nothing.
Anyway, whether you say it or not, you will inevitably get a whip.
Ye Qingfeng blinked his big wet eyes at him gratefully.
There seemed to be a smile in the weak man's eyes, but the smile soon dimmed. He continued to push the empty cart, like a ghost, to the side of the dark mine.
The rotating wheels make a "crunching" sound.
Ye Qingfeng firmly grasped the bottom of the car with both arms, followed the car and the weak man to a large wooden board that moved up and down, and successfully reached the bottom of the well.
The bottom of the well is deep, dark, and smells bad. There are several luminous crystal stones the size of eggs.
The glistening stone emits a faint green light, illuminating the entire bottom of the well like a dark hell.
More expressionless collectors, with cold green light all over their bodies, were walking back and forth in this hell like wandering souls.