The man was frightened and quickly explained, "Don't talk nonsense! I've been on patrol tonight!"

Seeing that Ling Yun was laughing and talking nonsense, the leader threatened: "Tell me quickly, who is that person?"

"If you have to ask me, I'll say it's him, or don't ask. ”

The Zhou family is so popular that no one dares to talk to them like this in the gold mine. The scabbard in his hand slammed down the iron fence. The sound of the bang woke up all the sleeping laborers.

Ling Yun raised his hand, straightened the shackles, sat cross-legged on the ground, and said, "I'm here, I'll give you a chance tonight to beat me." Tomorrow, it's not certain who will fight whom. ”

The leader was almost angry, and he pulled out his sword. The people around him hurriedly grabbed him so as not to disobey the mine manager's orders.

He kicked the fence a few times and left angrily.

Ling Yun told the brothers to sleep well and do a big job tomorrow.

Wang Tu took off his clothes, leaking out his thin and thin body, and his ribs were clearly visible. He fell to his knees, a small flower growing on his back. Through the transparent petals, you can see the red stamens inside.

On his back, there was a White Star Demon Orchid.

The red vascular bundles in the petals, one by one, are constantly congested, and the White Star Demon Orchid is constantly getting bigger. In the end, it was the size of her two bodies.

Transparent petals bloom gently, and white pollen wafts through the cell. A floral scent, full of freshness. By the moonlight, it shines like a white star.

White Star Orchid, what a beautiful flower.

But when he thought of what he did to the villagers of Bailan, he couldn't be beautiful. It is the devil who has the appearance of an angel.

Shirahoshi Moran aimed at the iron fence and exhaled......

A white beam of light erupted. White beams of light sprayed into the sky and scattered, turning into tiny white pollen. Pollen covers the entire mining area and envelops the entire mountain.

I saw that as the White Star Demon Orchid grew bigger, Wang Tu's body became thinner and weaker, and he was almost bloodless. Physically exhausted, he was pressed to the ground by Shirahoshi Moran.

"Third brother, are you okay. Ling Yun asked with concern.

At this time, Wang Tu's blood vessels suddenly burst out, and they were filled with dark black blood, as if they were poisoned. The black gradually covers the whole body, and it convulses incessantly.

Ling Yun could tell at a glance that White Star Molan was trying to control Wang Tu's body.

Wang Tu clenched his hands into fists, climbed up, and arched his back to form a curved bow. The blood in the vascular bundles was sent back to him one by one. The volume of the White Star Magic Orchid is shrinking.

When the White Star Demon Lan was completely fused into his body, he fell to the ground violently, gasping for air, and said, "Don't worry, I'm fine." ”

"You just scared my big brother to death. ”

"I can't fully control Shirahoshi Moran yet, so I'm going to be tired. ”

The mine manager smelled the flowers, went out vigilantly, and saw that the whole mountain and the whole mining area were white, and thought that there was a heavy fog, so he went back to sleep.

Mrs. Miao leaned against the door, took a sip of wine, and happened to see Ma Cheng. Take Ma Cheng's hand, go back to bed, and do what they have to do.

The patrolling people saw the white beam and knew it was not fog. What's more, how can it be foggy at night.

led the people, followed the white beam, came to Lingyun's cell, and all of them drew their swords.

"What did you do?"

Ling Yun couldn't hide it, his eyes were cold, and he walked to the fence.

The patrolman was a little frightened and couldn't help but take a few steps back, and the leader asked one of them to hurry up and report to the mine manager.

The man had just left, but he got his leg wrapped around a rope and fell to the ground. Then, another rope pierced his body.

When everyone saw it, the red rope was like a tentacle, which was extremely terrifying. When they were surprised, everyone was bound by red tentacles. Tentacles like straws, reaching into their bodies, began to draw blood.

After pumping for a while, Wang Tu withdrew the red stamens. Several of the patrol men lost their strength and fell to the ground on their stomachs. When they stood up, they were listless, and their eyes were devoid of energy. His eyes were half-open, and he looked extremely sleepy.

"What should I do, what should I do? ”

A few men collected their swords, and wandered around the gold mines like geistes. They don't speak, they don't look around, they stand in a row, they keep walking.

All the hard labor in the cell was stunned. If this had been before, they would have knocked on the iron fence, scolded them, and sent them to sleep.

"Hey, hey!" whispered from someone in the next cell.

"Something?" asked Ling Yun.

"Are you going to do something tomorrow? ”

"Yes. ”

"I tell you, the mine manager is very strong, and he can turn people into gold. ”

"Turned into gold?"

"Yes, yes, you must not be hit by him. Otherwise, if it becomes gold, you can't move, and how can you do things. ”

"Okay, got it, thank you. ”

"It's good to do it yourself. ”

All night, the Lingyun brothers slept soundly. All the hard work, sleepless nights.

They were slaves and hard laborers, bullied and humiliated, and completely lost their human dignity. Every day, he was either beaten or scolded, he couldn't eat enough, he couldn't sleep well, and he lived like an animal.

Some people can't stand the desire to die and use various methods to commit suicide. But the mine manager can always use his magical ability to bring you back from the dead.

If you really want to die, there is only one way to die in the gold mine, and that is to die of exhaustion.

It's not good to die, you can't escape, you can only live a life here that is worse than death.

Some of them have been working for several years or more than ten years, and some have even been working for decades. As long as they entered this gold mine, no one went out.

Now, there are a few young people who want to do something. Although they know very well in their hearts that nine times out of ten they will fail. What they have in their hearts is not hope, but extravagant hope. Or, rather, it is a kind of paralysis, self-soothing.

There is a little bit of extravagance, at least to prove that he is still alive and is still a person.

Early the next morning, the Zhou family shouted as usual to get the laborers out of their cells. Breakfast was still snatched up, and the mine manager was still drinking tea on the rooftop. Mrs. Miao still didn't come out, and she was in the room with Ma Cheng.

The cell door opened, and Ling Yun walked out.

All the laborers did not dare to look, so they could only look at it with their spare eyes.

The guard opened the door and secretly gave him a bunch of keys.

Ling Yun glanced at him, his misty eyes were delirious, and he was controlled by Wang Tu.

Looking at the mine manager drinking tea on the pavilion, he walked towards him step by step. Naturally, the laborers gave way to him, and with a bang, they scattered frantically in both directions.

The woods around the gold mine have become noisy. All kinds of animal sounds, you name it.

The mine manager noticed something unusual, stood up, and looked down at Ling Yun downstairs.

"What do you want to do? Do you want to rebel?"

"You're right!"