She took the Xiuxian cannon fodder script

Chapter 457

The young Liu Tian, ​​who was kneeling on the ground and being suppressed, showed an angry look, and wanted to speak, but found that someone else had spoken.

With stubborn eyes, he did not give in at all, and was not afraid of Mo Yuheng, who was an elder in front of him: "Elder, please make the decision for me. The three people next to me are clearly confusing right and wrong."

Mo Yuheng showed a calm look on his face, and walked slowly in front of the crowd. Not far away, a chair and a coffee table appeared beside him with a wave of his hand.

Sitting and slowly brewing tea, it seems that he is very patient and wants to listen to his explanation.

The steward's face became anxious, and he got up from the ground and came to Mo Yuheng with a charming smile on his face: "Elder, don't listen to him, a child. If a child can do such a thing, he will definitely lie. And many criminals who dig mines here will hide spirit stones privately, and he is one of them who must not believe what he said."

He wanted to blame everything on the young man, and didn't give him a chance to speak.

He stared at a man and a woman behind him and asked them to talk together quickly.

Sure enough, a man and a woman aimed all their words at Liu Tian and didn't want to have any chance to talk to him, chattering all the things in front of their eyes, pressing on the young man.

The young man was obviously not a person who could argue, and was refuted by a few of them before he could say a word. At this moment, his face was flushed, and he was stubborn and refused to retreat at all.

It's just those few words that I muttered over and over again.

Mo Yuheng was obviously impatient when he saw that this place was bustling like a vegetable market. With a wave of his hand, several people's mouths were sealed by a powerful aura, and they couldn't say a word.

"Woooo..."

A few people struggled, struggled for a while to no avail, and fell asleep instantly.

Only the young man desperately wanted to break free and defend himself, his face turned red with anxiety.

The steward who stared at the culprit from time to time, if it wasn't for these people, he wouldn't have come to ask for an explanation in person.

They put forward harsh requirements for mining, many poor children and mortals, because they cannot dig all the mines.

Some were punished with no food to eat, starved like bones, some poorly starved to death, and some were crushed to death by collapses one by one because they were digging the mines they requested.

The body is buried there forever, never to come out.

In the past few days, many people died for mining. He couldn't bear it and was angry. His grandfather was also a mortal among them, because his grandfather accidentally broke a leg while mining.

Up to now, there is no way to walk and bleeding, and there is no way to treat it.

After all, there is nothing on the entire island, and there are no plants on the skin, and the surface is covered with a layer of rocks.

It was pitch black, and there was nothing.

Most of the food is shipped from outside, and those who want to eat must mine in exchange for food sources.

This is also the saddest day for those who mine here. Some regret that they made mistakes and were punished here.

Living the days of being proud of the sky is not something everyone can bear.

Some committed suicide because they couldn't bear such a day, and all kinds of dead people abound.

Mo Yuheng didn't show contempt for the people here, but he had the same attitude towards everyone.

As long as anyone is useful, whoever will not cause him trouble, he will never ask about the previous things.

Just ask about the current affairs, as long as this place is well guarded.

He is not some holy mother, who can wash away the grievances of the poor dead people here.

Then should he still practice, should he look for Lingzhu?
There is absolutely no absolute fairness in this Heavenly Emperor, but only power, status, and talent.

"What I hate most in my life is noise. Since you can't speak, then I'll find someone else, and you guys go digging?"

Without further ado, he stretched out his hand and directly sealed the spiritual power of several people. Liu Tian's original spiritual power had long been sealed, but he could practice.

This was not a loss to him at all. Instead, he gloated and looked at the three people next to him. These were the hateful three people. His grandpa's legs were disabled and he couldn't walk, so he naturally hated it.

He is very stubborn, but also very vengeful.

He was much subdued in his heart, even if he was punished, at least that grandpa's severed leg would allow those dead innocent miners to give an explanation, and he was naturally willing.

Laugh out loud.

Too bad it's just a few more pleasant whining noises.

But the voice was very yes, and the three people next to him were very annoyed when they heard it, and wished they could kill the boy with their eyes.

Just when a few people were being dismissed, someone outside suddenly surrounded them noisily, wanting to come in and find out.

Mo Yuheng raised his brows, his spiritual consciousness had already spread out, and he found dense figures standing outside.

Most of them are in shackles, and some of them have not sealed their spiritual power. These managers are usually doing odd jobs, and they specialize in distributing various food and some daily necessities.

He also listened to Elder Ling Jindan's orders to do things, but he didn't expect such a situation to appear in front of him, and the two sides confronted each other.

And these stewards, Ren Xiuwei, are not high-ranking, so they can make do with it.

And Elder Jin Dan, who came here every time to do it, only picked the ones that were usable and obedient.

I didn't know that I chose some people with hidden hearts. Once the power is delegated and the master here is gone, they will definitely do some small tricks secretly, and those miners who are shackled by Fengzhu Lingqi glared angrily at the few stewards in front of them.

The person whose spiritual power was sealed to mine the mine stood in front of him. A lame old man came out limping, and two young men with strong arms helped him out.

The old man looked at the stewards in front of him without any fear: "Hand over my grandson safe and sound, otherwise no one here will dig mines. If we don't hand over the mines on time, let's see how you complete the task, collect the spirit stones and hand them over to the sect. How will you explain to the elders?"

"You are threatening us, who are good at managing things. Don't think that you can threaten us by doing this. You can wait for the handing in of the spirit stones, and you can fool around for a while, but what about you? You don't have food, drink and clothes, how do you spend this time, and most of you are old and frail people, just relying on your old bones, waiting to be starved to death. Let's see what skills you have to resist us. You can't escape even eating and drinking."

The several stewards finished speaking arrogantly, laughed loudly, and stood there staring at their ugly faces.

(End of this chapter)