A thick fog shrouded the quarry, and the pandaren slaves were working, and the brown dirt and gravel mixed with the melted snow water stained the hands and feet of these slaves, and the quarry was still filled with the smell of "misery". Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

"Bang bang!"

The rusty pickaxe struck the stones, making a crisp sound, and in the corner of the quarry, Mo, Shangwu, and Feng Qiu, the three of them were communicating, today was not an ordinary day for them.

"Hasn't the Grand Master woken up yet? In less than a quarter of an hour, the Mogu Clan will be sending someone. ”

As he threw the stones into the minecart, the warrior leader spoke.

Now that it had been half a day since Monsoon had been inherited by the Heavenly Gods, he was worried about the safety of Monsoon and the clan, so he had to ask.

"The White Tiger Heavenly God and the Great Grandmaster are together, the Great Grandmaster will be fine, everyone rest assured." Looking around, Mo said cautiously, "Besides, the Mogu Clan will soon send someone to take us to the arena, let's disperse!" Don't make them suspicious. ”

Monsoon once agreed with the three leaders that the day of the battle would be to fight the Emperor's Valley, and today was the day of the monthly battle.

Every month, the Mogu clan will arrange a competition, the leader of the panda people will fight one-on-one with the Mogu elite, if he wins, the Mogu clan will give him freedom, if he dies in the arena, then his people can get a batch of food, through this means, the Mogu clan has killed several pandaren slave leaders.

On the one hand, the Mogu clan can kill the panda people elite through competition, and on the other hand, it can also be used to sharpen Mogu soldiers, so the so-called competition is a logical continuation.

So far, the fight has been held five times, and only two people have been successfully freed, and the mortality rate of this fight is close to 90%, in the panda people slave camp, this fight is also called, death match. Despite the extremely high mortality rate, the panda people also had to participate, if it were not for the food given by the Mogu clan, the panda people slaves would not have survived this winter, and the Mogu clan did not intend to let them survive this winter.

"There's a Mogu soldier, there's a Mogu soldier here."

As soon as Mo and the other two leaders dispersed, the voice of the pandaren slave sounded in the quarry, and at the same time as this sound sounded, a Mogu army appeared on the high slope outside the quarry. The first person is the supervisor of the quarry, the superintendent of the emperor's mausoleum, Panrong.

"Ladies and gentlemen of the Mogu Empire, this is the general of the Mogu Clan, Lord Black Wind and Mountain Horror, and the Panrong Governor next to Lord Mountain Horror must be very familiar to everyone, Lord Mountain Horror is very interested in the culture of the panda people, this time, he personally came to the camp to give everyone more freedom opportunities. All panda people who participate in the competition have a chance to be free. ”

When Mo arrived at the entrance of the quarry, he saw a pandaman in a brocade robe, who was introducing the identity of the pandaren slaves.

"Except for the three leaders who have already signed up, is there anyone who wants to ......"

The brocade-robed pandaman waved his arms and walked towards the pandaren slaves, who looked at him with anger in their eyes. Yama and Iwarong stood outside the quarry and communicated, their brows furrowed deeply. Obviously, they were extremely unhappy with the performance of the pandaren slaves.

"Is anyone willing to go?"

The panda man in the brocade robe shouted again.

"You, you, you, are you going? If you win, you can be freed and return to the land of Zhuojin. ”

Although the brocade-robed pandaman tried his best to attract the slaves to the fight, no one paid any attention to him until Mo appeared here.

"Silence."

"Silence."

Mo's appearance immediately attracted everyone's attention, and soon, the slaves gathered behind Mo.

"Haha......, Teng Greenclaw, no, I should call you, Teng Jin is right, I almost forgot, you are already of the Mogu race." Mo stabilized the situation here like a reassuring stone, and he looked at the fourth leader and smiled.

The panda man now wearing a brocade robe is the lackey of the Mogu clan, Teng Jin, this guy's original name is Teng Greenclaw, Teng Jin is his new Mogu name.

"Mo Zephyr, what are you worthy of teaching me? Phew......"

Teng Jin heard the meaning of Mo Zefeng's words, and he gritted his teeth and shouted angrily with dissatisfaction.

"What is it? Count yourself as a panda person, and you're not a ......."

At the moment when Teng Jin's words fell, a large group of panda people behind Mo scattered, Shang Wu and Feng Qiu came, and behind them stood a panda man in a cloak.

"Humph! I thought you two were greedy for life and afraid of death, so you didn't dare to come! Teng Jin sneered, "Since you're here, why don't you come out quickly, I don't want to go inside, I don't want to stain my robe." ”

"You ......"

The martial leader seemed to be about to say something, but Feng Qiu stopped him, and then Mo leaned towards the two.

"I'm awake, I'm at the back of the line, I'll go to the arena with you later, and I'll do what I do." In the dark, he silently heard a certain voice, his eyes widened, and he couldn't help swallowing his saliva.

"There is no doubt about it, it is the Great Grandmaster."

At the same time, Feng Qiu whispered and said a word.

"Don't be grinding, there's no time for you to waste now, the Mogu Clan has already headed for the arena, if you don't set off again, I don't guarantee that you will not be able to see the moon tonight." Teng Jin walked into the quarry with a wave of disgust.

……

"It's been three days, and Brother Feng has finally started the live broadcast. I'm thankful for all the flowers I've been waiting for. ”

"This is the Morgu lackey, the fourth Pandaren slave leader? This guy is disgusting. ”

"Brother Feng, I despise traitors the most in my life, damn, this guy's head should be cut off as a night pot......"

"Brother Feng, what exactly do you want to broadcast today? Fight traitors? ”

Yesterday, Ji Feng accepted the inheritance of the Jade Dragon Heavenly God, and it was not until just now that he woke up, originally he was afraid of missing the battle, but it happened that when he came here, it was when the three leaders were in place.

"Sailors, today's live broadcast is absolutely unprecedented, that's right, today's live broadcast is about fighting the Demon Gu generals, rushing out of the Emperor Valley, saving the gods, today is the end of the Broken Lock Fury, from today onwards, no one can enslave the panda people." After coming here, Monsoon immediately started the live broadcast, and although it was still early, the number of viewers in the live broadcast room was nearly 500,000. Under the expectation of so many sailors, Monsoon did not sell off at all, he paused word by word, and explained solemnly.

Just as Monsoon Wind and Shui You's explanation, Shan Horror and Pan Rong finally got impatient, and the two walked into the quarry with the Mogu soldiers, and at this moment, Monsoon and Shui You also noticed the comer.