Chapter 90 The Weak Are like Ants (1/2)
A big living person, instantly turned into coke, this scene is really horrible.
The other stone pickers trembled with fear when they saw them.
But the Shifang sword sect disciples were calm and even indifferent.
”Mark the place you just passed.”
One of the Shifang sword sect disciples, a slightly dark-skinned, grim-faced young man, ordered.
This grim young man was Zheng Qian, brother zheng, whom the Shifang sword sect disciples had previously called.
He did not even look at the stone pickers. In his eyes, these stone pickers were nothing but ants and tools for use.
His eyes were fixed on the dead volcano in front of him.
”According to the records left by my ancestors, this is the right place. Fire spirit milk, I must get it. As long as I get the Fire spirit milk, my body will definitely be able to cultivate to the second grade. In that case, my strength will increase greatly, and I will definitely be able to win ten consecutive wins on the bronze stage and be on the bronze list.”
”It's not only the second grade, but also the third grade. Three hundred years ago, our ancestors got the Fire spirit milk here. Now three hundred years later, the volume of the Fire spirit milk must have accumulated a lot. If we had enough, it wouldn't be impossible to break through the third grade. Haha, in that case, How far can I go?”
Zheng Qian thought enthusiastically.
”Yes, brother zheng!”
The Shifang sword sect disciple responded, and then a ball of white powder was thrown out, sprinkled on the place that the big man had just walked, forming a safe route.
”Now, you, go and find your way.”
The Shifang sword sect disciple pointed to a young man in his twenties.
The young man's face turned pale, his face filled with despair and cold sweat, and he cried out, ”I beg you, let me go, I beg you.”
”Ah hai, young knights, please let ah hai go and let me take his place. He's still young!”
A gray-haired old man walked out, fell to his knees with a plop, and kowtowed.
”Grandpa, no, you can't go!”
Cried the young man.
”Let me come, let me come. Please let ah hai go. He's still young!”
The old man did not seem to hear the young man and continued to kowtow.
”Oh? What a loving pair of grandsons and grandsons. All right, I'll just let you go. Old man, go and explore the way!”
A Shifang sword sect disciple with a flat nose waved his hand.
”Grandpa, grandpa, don't go.”
The young man cried out, tears streaming down his face.
”Ah hai, grandpa is getting old. It doesn't matter anymore, but you have to live.”
The old man warned the young man, and then walked forward without looking at him.
The young man looked at him in despair.
Two hundred meters ahead, the big man walked past, very safe, the old man passed smoothly.
At this point, the old man carefully avoided the place where the lava had been sprayed and continued to move forward.
But before he could walk a hundred meters, when the old man stepped on the ground, the ground suddenly cracked and the old man fell directly.
Then, there was a shrill scream, a few breaths, and no sound.
”Grandpa!”
The young man roared in despair.
The others were even more flustered and pale.
”Mark it!”
Zheng Qian continued to order.
Whoosh! Whoosh!
Clouds of white powder were thrown out to mark the path to safety, and dangerous places were also marked.
”You, it's your turn. Go up!”
The Shifang sword sect disciple pointed at the young man before him.
The young man's face changed drastically and he cried out, ”Just now, my grandfather had already taken my place. You... Why did you still ask me to go?”
”Replace you? I never said he went instead of you. He asked to go first. Of course, I have to satisfy him. Now it's your turn.”
The Shifang sword sect disciple with a bad nose said coldly with a playful look on his face.