The black-haired young man said several words of dragon, and the golden light in his eyes went out again.
Obviously, his memory has not been restored, but it was just that the stimulation of external forces made him loose.
Although Yao Qing was a little disappointed, he also knew that he could not force it. Now he could loosen it, which means that the other party's memory had a good chance of recovery. He said, "Long? Brother Ya is this your name? But you can speak and teach you Brother Ya.
It’s not suitable, so I’d better call Brother Long.”
The black-haired young man looked at him expressionlessly, but he had no reaction.
Yao Qing said: "Let's go, let's go up quickly. I was careless. I didn't expect that the mine would be so messy and some people would intercept it."
The two continued to walk up, and not long after, they finally left the entrance of the cave.
As soon as he left, a voice shouted: "Stop!"
Swish!
A monk in the supervisor uniform appeared in front of them and stared at the two of them coldly: "What are you doing here?"
Yao Qing said: "Master Supervisor, we have completed the task. This is the ore we dug."
Yao Qing presented two storage bags with both hands.
"Oh?" The monk narrowed his eyes, took the storage bag, checked it, and looked at the two of them with a little suspicion. The two of them had relatively clean clothes, and there was also a fat man, a slave who had been in the mine for a long time.
They are all black, thin and dirty.
Could they be newcomers?
But can the newcomer dig up enough ore so quickly?
You should know that it is difficult to collect the Mojing Mine. It is set to complete a bag of tasks in a month. In fact, it is good to have 10% of people who can complete the tasks. Most people will never have the chance to get up from the mine in their lifetime.
"Okay, come with me."
The supervisor didn't think much about it. Maybe the two of them picked up other people's ore in the mine or robbed others. In short, they finished it, so they would have a rest time according to the rules and wait until one month expired before continuing.
mine.
There will always be some lucky people in the mine, 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 dilapidated, as long as you don’t go down to the mine, it is already the greatest gift, at least you don’t have to be in the dark and toxic environment of the mine cave.
During the rest days, Yao Qing kept trying to awaken the memories of the black-haired young man and talked to him every day, but since the last time he spoke, the black-haired young man has become a mute again and said nothing.
In a blink of an eye, more than ten days passed, and the supervisor appeared again and drove them out of the mine.
Yao Qing had more experience when he went to the mine for the second time.
It took only ten days to dig up two bags of ore.
After digging enough ore, the two of them walked up.
When he was about to leave the hole, several figures suddenly came out of the corner. One of them was the bald head who had robbed them before. One of the bald head's hand was obviously not healed yet. He was wrapped with a bandage. He saw the two of them, vicious.
"It's them, these two people have a lot of ore."
"Gu Fang, are you injured by them?" A short miner with three eyes said sinisterly.
The bald man hesitated for a moment and said, "Not bad."
"You can injure your Gu Fang, this trick is enough. If you ask us to help you, all the ore belongs to us, you have to do it for us in the future." The Sanbaiyan miner licked his tongue and said.
"Okay, as long as you can kill him two." Gu Fang was injured in his hand and had no medicine in this mine. Even if he recovered, he would be disabled. He would not be able to rob him easily in the future. He could only rely on San Baiyan and others.
He naturally hated Yao Qing and the black-haired young man in his heart.
Three rolled his eyes and his head tilted, and the two of them surrounded him together.
The three men found a sharp short blade on their waists.
This was obviously ground with the front end of the ore pick, and there was a layer of slight black light on it, which faintly revealed a dark blue color, which was the symbol of the poison of the ink crystal.
These three people not only had weapons, but also were poisoned.
It’s not that the bald man came to them for no reason.
These three people are the bullies of the Rampage of Mines No. 7. There are not a hundred or eighty miners who died at their hands. They even have the names of the three poisonous scorpions. Even if they meet the bald ones before, they have to take a detour.
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Seeing the three people surrounding him, Yao Qing's face changed, and he hurriedly hid behind the black-haired young man and said anxiously: "Brother Long, thank you, be careful of the knife in their hands."
These days, others are underground, and they have also encountered several groups of miners robbing.
All of them were easily dealt with by the black-haired young man.
Although the black-haired young man will not fight back automatically, his defensive power is considered to be perverted, and he will hurt him.
But this time, Yao Qing was unsure. The other party actually had a knife. Although Brother Long's defense was very abnormal, the ones he had encountered before were at most mine pickaxes and had no sharp tools.
Moreover, the three people in front of him were obviously extraordinary. Compared with those ordinary miners, the murderous intent on their bodies was revealed, and they were obviously cruel.
"kill!"
The three of them rushed up, and the sharp blade in their hands stabbed the black-haired young man like a poisonous snake, his chest and waist, and his head was fierce.
The black-haired young man still stood still and didn't move.
Seeing the sharp blade approaching, Yao Qing couldn't help but exclaim and smashed the mine pickaxe in his hand.
Puff!
The sharp blade swung its way, and the mine pickaxe was broken into two pieces. Yao Qing quickly rolled to the ground.
Puff! Puff! Puff!
With a few light sounds, the short blade had already stabbed the black-haired young man.
Yao Qing finished crying in his heart. He looked up and his eyes shrank. Three short blades pressed against the black-haired youth's eyeballs, heart and waist position, but did not go deeper.
The three of them still maintained the movement of the front stab with a ferocious expression.
The three-white eye miner's face was distorted. It was an expression that was used to the extreme, but there was a hint of horror in his eyes. The position he stabbed was the other party's eyeball. If the waist behind his chest and body refining to a certain extent, it could indeed block it.
A sharp weapon, how can this eyeball not be penetrated?
The other party's eyes were wide open, and the sword stabbed in his pupils, but his eyelids did not blink. The empty eyes were like a deep black hole, and even a slight expression was owed.
This weirdness made the three-white-eyed miner feel a little creepy. He bit his tongue suddenly, and red suddenly surged on his skin, as if it was like a cooked shrimp, and his arms swelled a lot.
"Die for me!"
Sanbaiyan used a secret blood technique, which was also his biggest trump card, which could instantly increase his strength by three times.
Under his violent push, the tip of the knife finally felt a little loose, and seemed to be in his eyes.
But at this moment, a golden flame suddenly jumped out in the other party's pupils, wandering along the tip of the knife to the palm of Sanbaiyan's hand, dripping wax, silently, the short blade and Sanbaiyan's hand melted together,
Drop like candle oil.
Sanbaiyan screamed and quickly stopped, but the golden flame seemed weak, but it silently eroded his body, arms, shoulders, and Sanbaiyan's body melted rapidly. In just a few breaths, Sanbaiyan turned into a