The sky is dark and the sky is dark, but looking far away, there are galaxies of various colors, spindle-shaped galaxies, and large nebulae, all brilliant and gorgeous.
This kind of beautiful scenery can be said to be better than any artificially constructed scenery in the world, making people linger and forget to leave.
However, the three people flying from the Junk Star Mao Xiang had no intention of enjoying this wonderful scenery.
They were in a panic and looked back at the Junk Star Mao Xiang from time to time, as if someone would catch up behind them at any time.
The clothes of these three people were ragged and shabby.
Each of them had a shocking blood hole on their shoulder and collarbone.
They were still bleeding.
Looking from a distance, it was surprising.
Although it can't be said that everyone in the fairy world has one foot on the cloud, it is not unusual.
At this moment, three people are actually crowded together on the foot on the cloud.
"Brother, throw me down.
The three of us will ride together and step on the clouds, which will greatly affect our speed.
When they catch up, we will all die here," said the shortest of the three.
"No, third brother, you are the youngest.
You don't weigh much to begin with.
I'm the biggest here.
Big brother, throw me down."
The tallest brother Jue Jue said.
However, the man who was called the eldest brother looked at Mao in front of him, firmly grasped their hands, and said, "We three brothers of the Mao family, we must live together and die together."
Unexpectedly, these three people were actually brothers.
When Mao Er saw that his elder brother refused, he said anxiously, "Brother, what are you talking about?
If we die together, will it work?
With the current plan, if one of them survives, I will let the other one die."
Mao San also followed, "Big brother and second brother, I have been dragging you down since you were young.
I can't drag you down anymore this time."
Veins popped up on Mao Da's forehead, and he roared angrily, "Everyone should be quiet now.
It's not that time yet.
Maybe we can escape together."
Mao Ermao San was yelled into silence, but he knew in his heart that if he waited for the people behind to catch up, it would be too late by then.
Since the eldest brother is unwilling to abandon his brother, the two brothers can only pray and hope that those people will not show up and let all three brothers escape.
However, the fate failed.
After flying for a while, the three of them saw many flying clouds flying from the garbage star in the distance.
There were as many as ten in total.
There was an immortal on each cloud, arranged in three formations.
Platoon, come after me The third child of the Mao family was shocked when he saw it, and said anxiously, "Brother, they are chasing me."
The eldest brother of the Mao family looked back, feeling a sense of despair in his heart.
Even though the two groups of people and himself looked far away, in fact, they could catch up very quickly.
It would only take one stick of incense at most.
If they catch up, you will definitely die.
The third eldest son of the Mao family is a young man, fourteen or fifteen years old.
When it comes to life and death, he is very tough and says, "Big brother and second brother, throw me down.
I can't drag you down."
After saying that, he actually wanted to break free from the eldest brother's hand, but there was a heat on his other wrist.
When he looked up, it was the second brother who had caught him.
"Third brother, it's useless even if we all jump down now.
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If we are discovered by them, we won't be able to escape.
Over the years, we have seen too many escapees brought back to the mines to be executed."
"Then what should I do?
I don't want to be tortured to death in public."
Tears welled up in the third brother's eyes.
The tears flowed down his face covered with dirt and crawled out of a winding river.
The eldest brother said coldly, "Then if you fight with them and kill one of them, you will make a profit."
"It's time to fight!"
The second and third sons of the Mao family also roared like trapped animals.
But although the three of them were filled with righteous indignation and the crowd was excited, Boss Mao knew clearly that it would be useless to fight like a trapped beast.
The thugs chasing after him all had at least the cultivation level of an inferior Daluo Jinxian.
If his cultivation level was I might still be able to fight with him and kill one or two, but now "Brother," the second eldest brother of the Mao family called out softly.
He and the eldest brother looked at each other.
At that moment, they both understood what they were thinking about Mao.
The pursuers are strong and they will definitely die.
It may not matter whether they can kill one of them.
The most important thing is to leave a seed for the Mao family.
The two looked at each other, and then they all focused their attention on the third brother in a tacit understanding.
The third child of the Mao family didn't feel anything.
At this moment, his heart was filled with the impulse of a newborn calf who is not afraid of tigers.
What's so terrible about death?
I will fight with you even before I die.
I can kill one or two, and I will die well and happily.
In less than a stick of incense, faster than the boss of the Mao family expected, the ten thugs behind him had already caught up.
The leader was the mine's thug, Mi Lingyi.
Mi Lingyi and other Da Luo Jinxian cultivators have a weak appearance, like a young scholar, and seem to be powerless.
Everyone in the mine knows that he is the most ruthless, and his methods towards those escaped slaves are simply unparalleled. bt Mi Lingyi's gloomy voice sounded from behind, "Boss of the Mao family, the head of Tang Dynasty trusted you and promoted you to squad leader, but I didn't expect that you would take advantage of your authority and take the opportunity to escape with the two brothers.
When you show up, It’s really hurtful.”
The boss of the Mao family still insisted on flying, but said: "Mi Lingyi, we have no grudges at all, so why bother forcing each other so hard?
Why don't you let us go and we will be rewarded later?"
"You will have your own reward."
Mi Lingyi laughed loudly and said: "I don't care about your repayment.
You slaves, do you still think you are an immortal with the cultivation level of Da Luo Jinxian?
In order to break the soul-locking contract, you destroyed your own skills.
Now a You are no more than a Golden Immortal, huh, you still want to trap the beast and fight, you are just dreaming, waiting for me to take you, go back and skin you in front of all living beings, let’s see if you slaves dare to escape again.”
After Mi Lingyi finished speaking, he took out a pocket-like object from the Qiankun Bag.
This is his most commonly used magical weapon.
Another commonly used magical weapon is a whip, which is specially used to whip slaves who move poorly in the mine.
"Three brothers of the Mao family, don't waste your efforts."
Mi Lingyi laughed, raised his hand and threw it out of his pocket.
The bag flew into the air and suddenly grew in size, like a huge spider, hooding its head towards the three Mao brothers.
"No, second brother!"
The eldest brother of the Mao family shouted and called his second brother.
He turned back suddenly, jumped out and stepped on the cloud, and firmly grasped the huge spider that was coming from behind with both hands.
At the same time, the second brother of the Mao family also roared, jumped off his feet and stepped on the cloud.
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Like his brother, he put his hands on the hood to prevent him from holding his third child.
The third child of the Mao family was fighting alone on the clouds.
He didn't know what the two brothers were doing, but he heard the two brothers shout in unison, "Third brother, run away quickly and the Mao family will not be defeated."
When they finished shouting, they saw two people's bodies shining with golden light, obviously about to self-destruct.
"Big brother and second brother," the third child of the Mao family called out with tears.
He wanted to die with his brother, but thinking about how his brothers had saved him desperately, how could he let him down?
He gritted his teeth, stepped on the clouds and ran wildly.
There were two huge roars from behind.
The third child of the Mao family had tears streaming down his face, but the danger was not eliminated.
Mi Lingyi roared angrily, "Two thieves dare to destroy my sixth-grade treasure spider.
I have to capture your brother today and let him die an even more miserable death."
The cultivation levels of the two Mao family members were not high at the moment, and their self-destruction did not produce much energy.
They were unable to hold back Mi Lingyi and others.
After a while, they followed them again.
But just when the third child of the Mao family was despairing, he saw a speeding car flying in front of him: