"It's a black gold mine, as for the strong, there should be no more......."

Qingjiao said with great certainty, thought about it and said: "There are only more than fifty people who usually guard us, and twenty or thirty people died last night, and it is estimated that there are at most twenty or so people there."

This man is said to have been in retreat there, as if there was nothing but him. ”

As for why he was in retreat in the mines, no one knows.

When Zishu heard this, his eyes lit up, the Wujin mine is good, and their tribe is short of ore to make arrow feathers.

The Ugin Arrows made from those Ugin Ore from Snake Valley are simply not enough.

If you can go back to the county town this time and be able to forge another batch of good bows, then this black gold ore will come too timely.

The patriarchs and elders in the middle of Hongyuan are dead, and now they are in chaos.

If the news here can't be sent back, then she will get some black gold mines and take them away, and no one will know about it.

Thinking of this, the corners of Zishu's lips hooked slightly, and said, "Everyone finish eating as soon as possible, and we will go to the mine to move ore in a while." ”

After she finished speaking, she turned around and walked towards the corpse of the middle-aged strong man.

She crouched down, reached out and pinched the man's arms and all over his body, and let out her sense to probe the man's muscles and bones.

After she stood up, she wrinkled her eyebrows and thought about it, and pulled Feng Ge out of the space.

Feng Ge, who was still holding a piece of barbecue meat in his hand, suddenly changed places, and there was a moment of confusion on his face.

She turned her head to see Zishu next to her, a smile suddenly appeared on her face, and she asked happily, "Eldest sister, are we going back?"

"Not so soon, I'm afraid it will take a few days, I let you come out so that you can use your Qingluan flame to burn this person to ashes. Zishu said, pointing to the corpse in front of him.

"Oh"

Feng Ge let out a sigh of disappointment, and released the Qingluan flame according to Zishu's instructions.

A cyan flame, slightly larger than a ping pong ball, flew out of Feng Ge's hand and landed on the corpse on the ground.

I thought it would not be long before I could burn this man to ashes, but the flame didn't last long before it became smaller and smaller, and finally went out.

Seeing this, Feng Ge was a little unhappy, and threw another flame over.

The corpse was charred and charred, but it was still far from what Zishu wanted to burn to ashes.

Zishu saw that Feng Ge threw three flames in succession, and her face turned a little pale, so she stopped her from continuing to throw fireballs, and said, "Okay, take your time, your cultivation is weak, and the spiritual power in your body is not very much, recover and come again, you can't finish burning today, continue tomorrow." ”

When she saw that the flames had gone out again, she collected the charred corpse into the space.

I also put my head in it.

When she was collecting this corpse, Zishu remembered that there seemed to be dozens of dead people's corpses piled up in her space, and they were not thrown out.

"Breakfast first, and after breakfast, you enter the space and continue. ”

*

On the mine, the Hongyuan soldiers, who had been chasing and killing all night, finally returned to the mine.

There were originally more than 50 people, but now there are only about 20 people left.

When these people went to hunt down the miners, they were backhanded by the miners.

"I don't know if I'm back?" said one of the warriors, looking into the depths of the mine.

"Most of them have come back a long time ago, with Lord Jinyuan's cultivation, cleaning up these people is like crushing a worm to death. Another soldier spoke.

"These people have all run away, why are we still guarding here?"

"Of course we're guarding those mines, or do you think we're just guarding those wastes?"

"We've been here for more than three months, why hasn't anyone in the clan come over to change shifts, you say, should we go back and have a look?"

"Why don't we pack this black gold ore and bring it back. ”

"How do you fit so much?"

"Pack some and take them away, Lord Jinyuan is here, can anyone still dare to come and steal the mine? The miners have all run away, I think we should rush back as soon as possible to inform the patriarch and elders."

Otherwise, you're staying here?"

In the end, after some discussion, it was decided to pack some of the black gold ore and take it away, and let the rest continue to pile up in the mine.

*

After Zishu and the others had breakfast, she took the spruce and the others into the space, leaving Qingjiao alone outside.

Before going to the mine, she found a beast nest and threw all the corpses in the space into the beast nest.

After destroying the corpse, the two went to the mine in a chatter.

"This is it. Qingjiao stood on the back of Chirp and pointed to the mountain peak below and said.

Zishu first released his divine sense to investigate, and when he saw that there were only twenty coming, he directly ordered Jiu Jiu to land.

A gust of wind blew, and a black golden eagle landed below the peak.

The Hongyuan warriors, who had just loaded the black gold ore and were about to leave, saw Zishu and Qingjiao jumping down from the back of the golden eagle, and their faces changed.

"Who are you? This is the mine of our Hongyuan tribe, and it is forbidden for idle people to approach, so don't hurry up. ”

"Uncle Qingjiao, you stand back. ”

Zishu turned over his hand and took out his battle knife, he didn't talk nonsense with them at all, and rushed over directly.

"Look for death. ”

The warriors on the opposite side laughed when they saw Zishu's movements, and they also drew their weapons one after another, and they all surrounded and killed Zishu.

The Hongyuan warrior who rushed to the front only felt a gust of wind blowing past him, his neck hurt, and then he lost consciousness.

The cultivation of these people is not high, they are basically between the third and fourth sides, and their combat effectiveness is not very strong.

Twenty or so people, who didn't hold out for a quarter of an hour, all fell.

Zishu hacked the last person to death, wiped the blood stains on the sword, and released all the people in the space.

As soon as the children appeared, they first looked around, and when they saw the dead people on the ground, they knew that the battle was over.

The first thing is to rush over and touch the corpse.

"Big sister, give, twenty-one space bags, twenty-one inscriptions. The fish collected the spoils and placed them in front of Zishu.

"In the end, it's a person from the middle grade tribe, everyone actually has a space bag. It seems that our Qingyan is indeed too poor. ”

Zishu held these space bags and sighed.

In fact, not all people in the Hongyuan tribe have space, but these people she met have.

Moreover, the space bags on these people are not all issued by their own tribes, and many of them are obtained by robbery.

The people of the Hongyuan tribe, who relied on robbery and oppression of the people of the small tribes, became rich, but they were also dying out step by step.

After Zishu erased all the marks on these space bags, he checked the contents inside.

When she saw the black gold ore full of inside, her face was filled with joy.