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Six Han people are already tired and have the strength to nod their heads.
"Is the old … boss"
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When Ling Youdao was stationed in Jiazihao mine for one year, a family monk came to Jiazihao mine.
Ling Youdao Ling Xiao went to meet the people who came to collect the black stone ore.
The two handed the Wujin Shiyuan stone they received the year before to people who came to see it. After that, they frowned and said, "What’s going on?"
"What’s the matter?"
Ling Youdao just came for a year and frowned. I asked in disbelief.
Ling Xiao, a natural white man, said, "We can’t help it if the miners pay so much black stone."
"This is not your personal enrichment? Don’t blame me for not warning you that you should enrich yourself in vain. "
Ling Xiao immediately shook his head and said "absolutely not"
"Well, I’ll tell the family about it, and then I’ll send someone to investigate it."
Then the man left.
"Ling small this is …"
"In the past two years, there have been fewer and fewer Wujinshishiyuan stones. This time, Wujinshishiyuan stones are almost the same as the other two mines, and the family is enriching ourselves."
Ling Xiao waved his hand and said, "Wait, it’s mostly because the foundation is getting old."
Ling Youdao nodded his head and vaguely felt that it was not that simple.
Chapter one hundred and four The murderer out of the "cage"
Ling Youdao outside Jiazihao mine saw Ling Xiao come into the room and got up and laughed. "Is your stationing coming to an end?"
Ling Xiao walked into the nod and smiled. "Well, there is still a month, but I can’t leave and return to Cangli Island until the handover person comes."
"I still have half a year."
Ling Xiao shook his head. "I got through it in five years soon after half a year."
Ling Youdao nodded. "I’ll leave it to you here. I’ll go back first."
"Rest assured"
Ling Youdao went out of the house and stretched himself. "I feel that the bottleneck has been loosened recently. I must seize this opportunity to break through the nine floors of practice."
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Two days later, Jiazihao mine cave
Six strong men have been tired and paralyzed, and their feet and legs are swollen, and their fists are bloody.
Wrinkling gives a sense of strength to the bronzed skin of the six people.
Compared with the six strong men who are tired and paralyzed, his body has no wounds like a knot in one’s heart.
Shen wrinkled his hands and held it tightly, feeling the force that seemed to push to the mountains and could not help laughing.
Laugh down the mine like a spider’s web all over the mine, but anyone who hears this will not be shocked.
After a while, the laughter stopped.
He looked at the paralyzed six people, and there was more contempt in his eyes, as if heaven were looking down on all beings.
"Not dead yet, are you?"
Six people had expected his change.
Before Shen wrinkle, he was so kind to six people that he gave them his own cultivation skills because he needed six people to help him practice.
Now, although he has not broken through the fourth floor, he has stepped in
Yu has one foot left and can cross it without the help of six people.
He naturally has no good face for people.