Giving

The mining slaves in the Canglan Kingdom did not know what the ghost cultivators who had become the new masters of Zhulong Mountain wanted to do, nor did they believe that they were so kind that they would actually give them freedom and let them go home.

In the past, the supervisors of the Butcher Gang often liked to play various games to tease them, the mining slaves, giving them a little hope for a while, and then killing them without taking their lives seriously.

Naturally, no one dared to stand up and say anything.

Even the mine slave from the Canglan Kingdom who first stood up remained silent when he saw Li Meng being killed by the ghost kings at once, and did not dare to say anything more.

"Mining slaves of the Canglan Kingdom, someone has redeemed your lives. You can leave the mines and go home! ... If you don't leave quickly, do you want to be imprisoned until death?!"

The Skeleton King felt helpless when he saw that all the mine slaves were so frightened that no one dared to stand up.

It is not so kind.

But who asked Mark to speak to Her Majesty the Queen to redeem them.

Yi Yi also watched with interest, wanting to see what these ghost kings planned to do.

Ye Fan waved to the Skeleton King not to say anything more, and then came to the crowd of mine slaves.

He could remember the soldiers of Canglan Kingdom with just one glance.

Among the mining slaves of the Canglan Kingdom, some were poisoned by fire, with smoke coming from their throats, dry skin, and almost all the meridians in their bodies. They were lying on the ground moaning in pain.

Ye Fan came to a mine slave who was poisoned by fire.

He recognized this mine slave. He had once been a messenger soldier of the Canglan Army and had given him orders.

Ye Fan squatted down, then took out a gourd of snow-capped mountain spiritual spring water from his black robe, and gave it to the mine slave to heal his wounds, "There is ice and snow spring water in it, which has the effect of restraining fire poison. Drink it!"

All the mine slaves looked at the young mine slave very worriedly, worried that this was the poisonous water from the ghost clan.

But it won't work without drinking. This black-robed ghost king is too strong, and there are other ghost kings watching eagerly. Their tens of thousands of mine slaves combined can't compete with him.

The young mine slave initially resisted, but his throat was parched and ready to burst into flames. He saw the black-robed ghost king in front of him holding a gourd full of spiritual spring water.

It's all poisoning anyway. Being slowly tortured to death by fire poison is worse than being directly poisoned by poisonous water.

He couldn't resist the temptation, so he took the gourd and took a sip.

This small mouthful of cool ice-snow spiritual spring water quickly moistened his throat. Like a morning mist rising from the parched land, it was quickly absorbed by the thirsty disciple.

This is real spiritual spring water!

The young mine slave was inexplicably surprised, and he quickly drank it in big gulps.

The young mining slave was afraid that he would never have the chance to drink again, so he hurriedly drank more than half of the gourd of spring water in one go, almost filling his stomach until he couldn't drink any more. He stopped when he couldn't drink any more.

His internal organs felt like a downpour, completely soaked.

The originally depressed expression suddenly improved a lot, and the bloodshot eyes gradually faded.

Fire poison is a chronic poison, and it is very troublesome to treat. It needs to be recuperated slowly, but if there is water, the pain can be greatly relieved.

Ye Fan just watched him calmly and drank water desperately without trying to dissuade him.

Coming out of Zhulong Mountain, there is a lot of water. Only the mining slaves trapped in the heart of the mountain would be so thirsty for water.

"Thank you!"

The young mining slave put down the gourd and looked excited. It had been a long time since he entered the mine and he hadn't drank water so happily.

The mine slaves finally looked relieved when they saw that he was fine.

It seemed that this ghost king didn't want to harm them, but really wanted to let them go.

"Excuse me, your Majesty, can you tell me who ransomed our lives? We, the people of Canglan, will go to great lengths to repay our kindness!"

Hao Ziming asked the black-robed Ghost King and Skeleton King respectfully.

"yes..."

Skeleton King was thinking about whether to tell them or not.

"A mysterious human being."

Ye Fan shook his head slightly to tell him not to say anything.

His identity cannot be revealed at the moment, otherwise it will cause a lot of trouble.

The Skeleton King was a little surprised. Did Mark not want them to know that he saved them?

However, since Ye Fan doesn't want to say it, it doesn't mean much.

Ye Fan didn't want to tell everyone his identity, but he just didn't think it was necessary.

He was about to enter the Candle Dragon Sacred Cave and knew nothing about the situation inside the Sacred Cave.

But what is certain is that this trip will be extremely dangerous, a near-death adventure, and life and death are unpredictable.

If we recognize each other at this time and everyone in Canglan Kingdom, we will be parted by life and death in the blink of an eye, which will only increase the sadness.

"I will send someone to take you back to Blackwater City and arrange for you to take a boat back to Dongzhou. Let's go!"

Ye Fan said in a low and hoarse voice and waved them away.

…

Numerous ghost soldiers searched carefully in the various mine tunnels of Zhulong Mountain, shouting and bringing out all the mine slaves.

In just one or two hours, the ghost soldiers found all the mining slaves from the Canglan Kingdom, as many as three to four thousand people.

There are also many low-level warriors who died early because they could not withstand the poison of fire.

There were also some mining slaves who tried to leave by pretending to be mining slaves from the Canglan Kingdom. However, they were easily spotted when they asked who the famous people were in the Canglan Kingdom.

Tens of thousands of other mining slaves in Zhulong Mountain all watched with envy as the Canglan mining slaves left this prison.

Mu Bing, Qin Yu'er, Cao Youwen, Jiang Youxi, Ao Lie, Hao Ziming... and many of Ye Fan's former commanders of the Canglan Army, as well as a large number of Wuhou and Wuzun, came out of the mine tunnel and stood on the Zhulong Mountain Fortress.

The sun was blazing in the sky, and everyone looked blank, as if they were in another world.

They actually came out of the mine alive and saw the sun again.

Mu Bing stood stubbornly, with a calm expression, but you could still see the excitement in her eyes.

Qin Yuer pursed her lips, her delicate body trembling slightly.

Cao Youwen held Mu Bing's hand and looked confused.

It has been almost a year since he was sold into the Zhulong Mine. He was thrown directly into the mine and had to hand in ore every day in exchange for a small amount of food and water.

Everyone had long been disheartened and thought they were going to die in this mine.

They never expected that someone would suddenly redeem their bodies and allow them to return to freedom.

In fact, they didn't even believe it at first, thinking that these ghost kings who appeared out of nowhere were lying to them. It's just that these ghost cultivators were too strong and their cultivation state was unable to resist, so they were taken to the Zhulong Mountain Fortress.

After finally getting out of the mine and seeing the light of day again, everyone gradually came to their senses and seemed to really want to let them go.

Ye Fan sent everyone out of the mine and arranged for a team of ghosts to escort them to Blackwater City, and then he returned to the cave.

"It...could it be Brother Ye? No one in this world would be so kind to us except Brother Ye!"

Qin Yu'er's red lips trembled slightly as she kept staring at the back of the black-robed ghost king. Although it was shrouded in the large black ghost robe, she still felt extremely familiar. Its body was so broad and warm that it made her feel at ease.

Her sixth sense told her that it was him.

But Qin Yuer didn't dare to recognize him.

How could Brother Ye die and become a ghost king? !

This is absolutely impossible.

She didn't believe it, and she didn't dare to confirm it. If the ghost king is really Brother Ye... this will make her feel even more uncomfortable.

Mu Bing nodded slightly, her eyes red.

Yes, except Brother Ye, who would save everyone in Canglan from danger in Zhulong Mountain, which is occupied by the Butcher Gang in Zhongzhou, hundreds of millions of miles away from Canglan Country! How much effort and cost is required to achieve this.

No one in this world would treat them so well.

But Mu Bing shook her head firmly and pursed her lips: "Brother Ye cannot become a ghost. He must still be alive and waiting for us to go back somewhere!"

"Maybe Ye Shuai really came to the rescue, but I don't know where he is now. Let's go, let's leave this place quickly and return to Canglan Country in Dongzhou as soon as possible. We will never come out again. We will go back and spend a few days at ease. Days! My old bones can't bear the torment anymore."

Hao Ziming stayed for a long time, full of bitterness.

He didn't know who saved the thousands of Canglan people like them, but it was definitely not someone without relatives or friends. The tens of thousands of other mining slaves in Zhulong Mountain are not as lucky as them.

…

Yi Yi stood alone at the Zhulong Mountain Fortress, watching a large group of ghosts escorting thousands of people from the Canglan Kingdom as they drifted away, leaving Zhulong Mountain and taking a ghost boat on the Blackwater River to Blackwater City.

This scene made him, the captain of the Tianlong Corps, quite emotional.

It is unimaginable that these Canglan country mining slaves can return safely without the support of the black-robed ghost king.

I don't know how much the black-robed ghost king paid to get the ghost queen to agree to release these thousands of Canglan mine slaves at once.

He became more and more curious about the black-robed ghost king. Such a ghost clan that valued love and justice was really rare.

It's a pity that this black-robed ghost king is not a human race, otherwise he would have to be invited to join the Tianlong Corps.

It is precisely because of the many human legions like the Tianlong Corps fighting desperately on the battlefield of the four tribes in Zhongzhou that the hundreds of millions of people in the Zixuan Dynasty can feel comfortable.

"How can there be stable years in this world? When you are at ease, there is just someone to carry the burden forward for you."

Yi Yi sighed softly.

He turned around and returned to the mine, heading to the cave where the Candle Dragon Sacred Cave was located.