Chapter 2 Pick up your dignity and fight!(1/2)
When such a title was shouted out from Guimi Mi's mouth, Bai Mo couldn't help but feel shocked and suddenly became a little overwhelmed.
It was intentional, Gui Mimi definitely did it on purpose.
However, if these two people are there, it will be able to solve many unnecessary troubles.
Besides, Bai Mo didn't know much about the place Wei Xie said. Since Gui Mimi was willing to help, just follow the flow.
"Deputy Master Gui, I now want to go to a spiritual mine responsible for mining in the slave camp. It is said that there is a team of slaves there who practice barbarians, and I want to buy it. If you are interested, you might as well go with me.
Let's go together." Bai Mo said.
"Okay, aren't it just a group of sluts? If you like it, just treat it as my sister gave it to you. Let's go!" Gui Mimi suddenly rose to her sister's position.
"That's right, it's just a group of lowly slaves. If you like it, just take it away!" Liang Qiao said very casually.
"Is it really possible?" Bai Mo said unexpectedly.
"I said, little brother Bai Mo, don't you know yet? All the slaves in the entire holy land are under the jurisdiction of our law enforcement hall. The reason why they become slaves is that they are plundered by war or judged in the holy land
, they all have to be convicted by our law enforcement hall." Gui Mimi smiled sweetly.
I see!
Thinking that if the Bai family master wants to grow and grow, he has to make a fuss about the Guziying. Bai Mo felt that it was necessary to have a good relationship with Liang Geong and Gui Mimi. He can always compare with many friends.
It’s not that many enemies are stronger.
"Then it's better to obey your orders than respect!" Bai Mo said with a smile.
"What a big deal, let's go here!" Liang Jie waved his hand.
Whoosh!
As the three of them left here, a figure walked out from a hidden location not far away.
It was Huang Liangdu.
After Liang Jie returned to the law enforcement hall, although he did not scold Huang Liangdu, the warning in his words was very obvious.
Thinking that all this was brought by Bai Mo and thinking that Bai Mo destroyed the Jiao family's master's meridians, Huang Liangdu's murderous intent became more and more vigorous.
"Liang Geun, I've always been very loyal to you. I didn't expect you to scold me for Bai Mo! OK. Since you and Gui Mimi both like Bai Mo, I will destroy him. Bai Mo, I am absolutely
It won't make you feel better."
Huang Liang released a cold murderous intent all over his body, turned around and flew towards the direction of Longshou Peak. It was obvious that he wanted to join forces with Ze Long.
Beikuling Mine.
As a great holy land, the internal geographical environment of Haotian Holy Land is almost endless. Otherwise, how could it be self-sufficient? Therefore, many spiritual mines are distributed in every place of the holy land. Those who are responsible for mining the spiritual mines are the slaves.
The Beiku Ling Mine is one of the many spiritual mines in the holy land, and it is also the most difficult, difficult and sad. If you are not careful, you will fall into the grotto and suffocate to death.
Since mining, this spiritual mine has actually faced a state of exhaustion, and there are not many spiritual crystals in it that can be mined. So no one wants to come here, except for a team of barbarian cultivation to stay behind.
Ding bells!
A series of crisp knocks continued to sound, and nearly a hundred men, who were burly like black bears, raised their tools to dig.
This is a valley.
The bottom of the valley is covered with black holes, and these black holes are grottoes and are dangerous places that are absolutely not accessible. And these nearly a hundred barbarians, although they are ragged, do not have much decadence.
There was still a rush of blood in them. They were just hidden very well and they knew very well that the consequences of the outbreak would be merciless killing.
In order to survive, they surrendered!
"Mr. Ning, you are here again this time."
Halfway up the hillside of the valley, there is a building here. Although it is not large in scale, the building is a bit simple. However, compared with the step-by-step crisis below, this is paradise.
A thin man with a sharp mouth and monkey cheeks is trying to please the boy in front of him.
This young man is Ning Xihua.
Ning Xihua came here this time and was ordered by Ning Tianya to take away more than ten barbarian slaves. Ning Xihua has been familiar with such a job over the years. Before, there were 300 of these slaves.
Number. Now there is only one hundred left.
Two-thirds of the people died in the Secret Art Department, and each of them was taken away by Ning Xihua. In his eyes, these guys were just ants. There was no need to look at them more.
The little slave was originally the lowest-level person in the Haotian Holy Land.
"Old cow, when I take all these barbaric people away, you should be transferred to a good position. It is a pity to keep you in such a place where birds do not poop or lay eggs over the years.
You are here." Ning Xihua said.
"I am blessed to do things for Young Master Ning!" Niu Huang said with a hurried smile.
As a supervisor of the slave camp, Niu Huang even at the level of a sage, he knew that in Ning Xihua's eyes, he was nothing. If he dared to show off, Ning Xihua could make himself like those slaves every minute and every second
Disappear.
Ning Xihua smiled indifferently and ignored the oxen's flattery. The first-level priest of the gods could not even catch his eyes.
"Let's find fifteen guys to come out, I'm going to take them away!" Ning Xihua said casually.
"Yes, I'll do it myself!" Niuhuang said quickly.
Niuhuang suddenly floated down from the hillside and appeared in front of the group of barbarian cultivators. A whip suddenly appeared in her hand, and a crisp sound of whip was heard in the air, and she shouted.
"Fifteen of you guys come here quickly!"
"Bohuang, what do you want to do?"
Just as Niu Huang gave orders, a monk with a sound like a bell came out of these nearly a hundred barbarian cultivators. Unlike the rest of the people, his skin was a little bloody and looked very strange under the sunlight.
And he had a cold face, his eyes were cold, and he looked at the oxen without any concealment and showed murderous intent.
Bang!
Just as Man Xiu stood up and shouted, the whip in Niuhuang's hand raised again, leaving a blood mark on the forehead of Man Xiu, and a mocking look appeared on her face.
"What do you want to do?"
"Niuhuang, stop beating, let's follow you!"
"Captain, don't resist, it's useless!"
With the sound of clamor, many barbarian cultivators rushed forward and surrounded the barbarian cultivator. They all shouted in a tone of accepting their fate in grief and anger.
"You are just a group of damn slaves like you. You dare to show off your power in front of me. Do you really think you are still the same as before? You are just livestock raised in the holy land. If the livestock can be turned on, it will be a big deal.
!You are talking about you, Wu Shiqiu, what do you think? Be careful that I will send you out one day!" Niu Huang said disdainfully.
Wu Shiqiu was the previous barbarian cultivator and the captain of this 100-person barbarian cultivator team. The brute force they practiced was completely suppressed. Now they are not only tall and strong.
Outside, there is no brute force to mobilize.
Based on their current cultivation level, not to mention the gods, even the great spirit master may not be able to stop it, so Niuhuang is so arrogant.
"Niuhuang. You are just a villain!" Wu Shichou shouted angrily.
"Little man? You dare to say that I am a villain. Wu Shiqiu, wait, I will settle the score with you. You can stand up fifteen of them quickly, otherwise I will make you look good!" Niuhuang said impatiently.
"I!"
"I!"
"I!"
Just as Niuhuang finished speaking, fifteen barbarian cultivators stood out from the crowd. After they stood up, they turned around and knelt down at Wu Shichou. What they raised their heads showed was not fear, but a kind of relief.
"Captain, let us go fifteen this time! Captain, I think we don't have the chance to continue following you anymore. Please accept our greeting!"
Bang bang!
With the fifteen barbarian cultivators bowing, Wu Shiqiu's eyes were covered with blood of grief and anger. He wanted to explode, but knew that if he did that, he would not only die, but also hurt the rest of the barbarian cultivators around him.
Dead.
If that were the case, Wu Shiqiu would become a sinner!
"Roar!"
Wu Shiqiao suddenly raised his head and locked Ning Xihua on the hillside. Although the brute force was sealed, the sharp and cruel murderous intent burst out unscrupulously.
"Ning Xihua, I know it's you. In the past six months, you bastard turned us 300 mana cultivators into 100. It was you who killed so many of my brothers! Ning Xihua, please hear it clearly for me.
, I, Wu Shiqiao, swear here, as long as I have a breath, I will surely kill the Ning family and never stop until death!”
"Kill all the people, and never stop until death!"
As Wu Shiqiao roared with grief and anger, the other barbarian cultivators shouted wildly with anger, and murderous intent roared out.
Ning Xihua, located halfway up the mountain, looked at Wu Shiqiu and others without any concern. She was just a group of ants. Even if she jumped around, could she still jump out? No matter how cruel the words she said, it was just a joke.
Ning Xihua could ignore it, but Niu Huang didn't dare. When he saw Wu Shiqiao saying such a trait like crazy, his heart suddenly tensed up, and he instinctively raised the whip in his hand, and fiercely
Scan the group of savage cultivators in front of him.
"I'll ask you to shout, let's lie down for me!"
Bang!
However, the expected whip sound did not appear, and the whip in the bell yellow hand was actually grabbed in his hand.
Moreover, with a powerful force gushing out, the whole whip came out of his hand, and even the beef almost fell to the ground.
"Who are you?" Niu Huang looked at Bai Mo standing in front of him and shouted angrily.
You dare to make trouble in your own territory, are you tired of living?
To be continued...