Chapter 145: Little Sparrow!

More than a thousand miles away in the low hills to the south of the Gu Yuan tribe, thousands of slaves are busy, these people are men, women, old and young, and the long hours of heavy labor make these people look like dead bodies.

On the undulating mountain cols around them, groups of clan soldiers looked intently at the working slaves below, and on the cliffs several feet high, dozens of dried corpses swayed, as if warning the slaves below not to try to escape from this place. 、

Ding, clang, clanging, all kinds of percussion sounds constantly echoed in the mountains.

Thousands of slaves walked out of the mine with bamboo baskets on their backs, and poured the muck from the bamboo baskets on their backs into an open space in the mountains.

Primitive mining, simple tools make the speed of mining here is not fast, a few stewards wielding a long leather whip, scolding the slaves with a fierce voice, the slightest dissatisfaction will face whipping and kicking, no scruples, for the life and death of these slaves do not care at all, life in their eyes is like mustard, can be wiped out at will.

Several slaves gasped in a low voice, one of them carried a boulder that was a large piece higher than their body, and walked out of the mine with difficulty step by step, the heavy boulder bent their bodies, leaving marks on the ground, they **** their bodies, and only a piece of animal skin on their bodies was simply enclosed, which was to prevent these slaves from hiding the yuan stone in private.

"Sure enough, it is an amazing big ore vein, the ancestors blessed, I didn't expect my Xuan Snake tribe to have such luck, even if I can get half of so many Yuan Stones, my Xuan Snake tribe will definitely dominate this land of thousands of miles in the wilderness" Xia Commander couldn't help but say with emotion.

Hearing the words of this leader named Xia Wei, the other person couldn't help laughing loudly at the same time, and then he also said, "It is indeed an amazing large ore vein, the clansmen below have come to report, after careful exploration, this thirteen-mile-long yuan stone vein is in a shallow place on the surface, as long as these waste slaves clean up the surface of the ore vein, the excavation below will be very easy, there will always be more than 100,000 fast yuan stones in the pocket a year, maybe there will be a medium-grade yuan stone in the depths of this ore vein."

Yuan stone is divided into many grades such as lower grade middle grade upper grade and best grade, a medium grade yuan stone can be exchanged for a hundred lower grade yuan stone, a top grade yuan stone can be exchanged for a hundred medium grade yuan stone, despite this, few people will take out the yuan stone for exchange, because the quality of the yuan stone every level is improved, the quality of the vitality contained in it will be increased by dozens of times, and its purity is also dozens of times, which has a double effect on the cultivation of martial artists.

"I don't know what happened to the patriarch, I heard the centurion who escorted the slaves last time said that Xiao Chen, the patriarch of the Gu Yuan tribe, has returned, and he even killed two blood refining realm martial artists of your and my tribes in public, and made a ten-day covenant with you and my clan, counting the time, this war is over!".

"Commander Xia, the patriarchs of you and I are all eloquent and talented Gu Yuan tribes, can they still turn the sky, this Xiao Chen is just a clown who jumps off the beam, and the Gu Yuan tribe is just a joke for you and me, but some children have gained some opportunities, I don't know that the sky is high and the earth is thick, and the strength of you and I will surround the little Gu Yuan, and the new slaves are already on the way to be escorted, right!haha"?

"Hahaha, yes, I think the next batch of clan soldiers of the tribe is about to arrive, although Yuanshi is good, but this is too barren and boring, I don't know when the clan will be able to appoint others to replace me, this place is a fade bird".?

The sound of laughter without scruples resounded throughout the mountains, and thousands of slaves could not help but tremble when they heard the sound, and their bodies had become exhausted from this heavy labor for a long time, and they just subconsciously repeated the work in their hands.

"Could it be that Brother Xia really wants to leave this land of Yuanshi veins?"?

The big man surnamed Yu looked at the strong man on the side with a teasing face and said, the two immediately looked at each other, smiled knowingly, and tacitly understood each other.

As the so-called water to the clear, there is no fish, and there is no disciple to inspect, as the patriarch of the two tribes of Xuansnake and Kuishui is directly appointed to supervise the person in charge of the mining of the ore vein, if you want to say that you don't secretly intercept who can believe it, as long as this kind of private greed is not too excessive, the clan will not be too much to pursue.

At this moment, on the cliff below, a woman and a child who looked to be under ten years old supported each other, and carried a bamboo basket twice the size of their body behind their backs, full of ore residues, making it difficult for the mother and son to walk.

"Eminem, when did you say that the patriarch's brother will come to save us, the finch misses home and the little friends in the tribe."

"Bird, hold on, the patriarch will definitely come to save me and get out of here"?

"Eminem, Uncle Lao, Grandpa Mu, Uncle Lin...... There is also the little brother, they are all dead, but why hasn't the patriarch's brother come yet, the little finch can't hold on. ”?

"It's all the fault of the little finch, you shouldn't have listened to Eminem's words and secretly ran out of the tribe, otherwise the old clan uncle and Grandpa Mu wouldn't have been caught for trying to save the little finch, let alone killed by these bad guys."

In the child's young heart, he couldn't understand why these fierce gods would abuse them so much.

The bamboo basket on his back is too heavy, as a mining slave, except for two or three hours of rest every day, the rest of the time is endless labor, coupled with the wilderness, lack of materials, the people of the two tribes of Xuansnake Kuishui are still not satisfied, how can they take care of these mining slaves, not to mention that for them, these lowly mining slaves are not a pity to die.

"Eminem, what's wrong with you"?

The woman's feet staggered, and the whole person suddenly fell forward, and the mother and son, who were originally supporting each other, fell to the ground at the same time, and the slag in the bamboo basket on their backs was suddenly sprinkled all over the ground.

The sudden change suddenly caused a disturbance, which naturally attracted the attention of the fierce steward on the side, and the leather whip in his hand suddenly rolled down.

"Little Finch, adults don't beat him, he's still a child, it's all because I'm too tired that I hit him, if you want to beat me!"?

The dewdrop-stained leather whip is extraordinarily condensed, and every time the whip falls, it will leave a deep mark on the body, deep into the bone marrow.

"Despicable slave, you think of being lazy, I see that you want to die, why don't you get up quickly" Although the woman pleaded bitterly, the steward turned a blind eye to the matter, and the whip in her hand showed no mercy.

The pleading voice suddenly attracted the attention of Xia Wei and Yu Ji, who were originally chasing each other at a high place.

"Looking for death!"?

Among them, the strong man surnamed Xia suddenly shouted, and the spear in his hand instantly pierced the void and shot towards the mother and son below.

"Don't, finches!"

Looking at the fleeting spear, the woman suddenly screamed, and a strong force suddenly erupted from the already decayed body, pushing the little finch away.

PS can't stand everybody.,I received a notice that this book will be on the shelves tomorrow.,Let me be blinded.,No preparation at all.,For my hand-wrecked party, I come back from work every day.,People who code out the chapters at night.,It's too sudden.,And the readers of QQ Book City have a big message.,I saw the big ones who rewarded at the starting point.,I'm really sorry.。

The hand is too handicapped.,Sometimes it's too late to come back and really can't catch up with the chapter.,There's a new chapter at night.,The specific chapters look at the speed of my hand.,Pat the bricks, pat it.,The head is too brittle.。