Chapter 191: Mine Accident, Tragic Situation of Hong and Yang Families

Time temporarily goes back to more than an hour ago.

In the mine in the back mountain, Hong Xu trembled and climbed out of the dark mine with half a basket of iron ore on his back.

As the former favored son of heaven and the eldest son of a wealthy family, Hong Xu has always been known for his romantic and suave manner.

But now, he is disheveled, and his clothes are torn into strips of cloth, which can only barely cover the vital parts. He is even worse than a beggar.

It is not over after leaving the mine. He still has to drag his heavy feet out of the lane and come to the hall of the mine.

This is the place where iron ore is specially purchased.

Hong Xu carefully poured the stones in the basket onto a wooden pallet. Someone came over and pulled it a few times, and then shouted.

"Twenty-eight pieces of third-grade ore and thirteen pieces of second-grade ore."

Hong Xu was anxious when he heard it.

These ores were dug out by him in the deepest part of the mine regardless of danger. Each piece is of very good quality and can be considered a fine product.

Although Hong Xu also knew that if there was no benefit, these stone collectors would never rate the ore as fine.

But he couldn't rate the stone he had dug with great difficulty as second or third grade.

But he didn't dare to show the slightest dissatisfaction, but came forward with a smile on his face, nodded and said.

"Master Sun San, look at how good this stone is, can it be upgraded..."

Before he finished speaking, Sun San raised his hand and slapped Hong Xu's face, and blood instantly flowed from his nose.

Then Sun San cursed: "You are blind, you want to upgrade this broken stone? If you dare to talk nonsense again, don't even think about getting this grade!"

"Yes, yes, Master San, calm down, Master San, calm down, I'm too talkative!" Hong Xu kept slapping himself.

"Huh, this is more or less." Sun San nodded with satisfaction, and then threw a wooden sign over.

Hong Xu hurriedly took it, and then left with a flattering smile on his face.

With this wooden sign, Hong Xu exchanged a dozen dry and hard black buns that even dogs wouldn't eat, as well as some salt and oil from the distribution of supplies.

This was all the results of Hong Xu's hard work for two or three days at the risk of his life.

Although it was pitifully small, Hong Xu still carefully put it away and turned to walk towards his home.

It was called a home, but in fact it was a hollowed-out cave with a broken piece of wood blocking the entrance, which was considered a door.

When he entered, a fishy smell hit him in the face, making him sick.

There was naturally no light in the room, but with the light coming in from the door, he could still barely see the scene in the cave.

There was a haystack against the wall, with a person lying on it, and a young man waiting next to him.

When he saw Hong Xu coming in, the young man stood up and called out softly.

"Brother!"

"Yeah!"

Hong Xu responded, handed over the things in his hand, and then came to the haystack.

"Dad! How do you feel?"

The person lying on the haystack was none other than Hong Shouchang, the patriarch of the Hong family who had once dominated the world and controlled the lifeline of Wuxiang City for many years.

However, Hong Shouchang now no longer had any of his former dominance.

At this moment, he was skinny and his skin was ulcerated on a large area. It was obvious that he had reached the point of exhaustion.

After hearing the shout, Hong Shouchang finally woke up from a semi-comatose state. Seeing that it was his son, his eyes suddenly lit up.

"How is it?"

Hong Xu was silent for a moment, then shook his head, "Although I feel that the poison in my body has loosened a little, it is still not completely solved."

Hong Shouchang showed a trace of disappointment when he heard this, but soon cheered up again.

"It's good to have a little loosening. This at least shows that my previous guess was correct, so from today on, you will still take the medicine given to me." Hong Shouchang said.

"But father, your body..." Hong Xu was a little anxious.

Hong Shouchang waved his hands with difficulty, "No need to say more, I know my body best. Even if I am not poisoned, I don't think I can live for a few days."

"It is better to give you all these precious medicines now. As long as you can get rid of the poison in your body, there is hope of escaping, so that our Hong family will not be extinct!"

Hearing his father's words, Hong Xu felt heavy in his heart.

He and Hong Shouchang were captured by Qingzhuling and Lianshizong during the last war, and then taken to this mine.

After these days of torture, the people of the Hong family died, and in a blink of an eye, only he, a distant cousin and his father were left alive.

And because of these series of changes, especially the sudden rebellion of Qingzhuling, Hong Shouchang suffered a very heavy blow.

He regretted what he did all the time, thinking that he was blinded by the immediate interests, but did not see the wolfish ambition of Qingzhuling, so he suffered this disaster.

Coupled with the bad environment in the mine, Hong Shouchang soon fell ill.

It stands to reason that with Hong Shouchang's strength, even if he fell ill, he shouldn't have reached the point of exhaustion so quickly.

The bad thing is that they are members of the Hong family.

In order to eliminate hidden dangers, Lian Shizong poisoned the Hong and Yang families and even everyone in Wuxiang City who had some martial arts.

The mine would provide these people with an antidote every day.

But the dosage of this antidote is calculated very accurately. One dose can only give you the strength to work, but it is simply wishful thinking to completely remove the poison in your body.

In order to let his son escape, Hong Shouchang resolutely stopped giving his own medicine and gave it all to Hong Xu, hoping that this way he could get rid of the poison and escape from this devil's cave.

That's why Hong Shouchang's body was ulcerated, all because of poisoning.

As if seeing Hong Xu's sadness, Hong Shouchang smiled.

"Okay, your father has enjoyed everything in this life, and this is the retribution I deserve. I have no complaints about it, but I just hope you can escape and leave a root for our Hong family!"

After these days of suffering, Hong Shouchang had already thought it through.

"Well, I understand, father!" Hong Xu nodded.

At this time, Hong Shouchang had seen the slap marks on his son's face and the blood stains on his nose, and sighed in his heart, but did not ask.

In this dark mine, being beaten is commonplace, especially for people like them, because they used to be in high positions, and now they have fallen from the dust, many people will deliberately humiliate them to satisfy their perverted desires.

"Have you seen anyone from the Yang family in the past few days?" Hong Shouchang asked.

"I have seen Yang Sansi once, and now he is the only one left in the Yang family. I heard that his sons are dead, and even Yang Zisong couldn't bear the humiliation and committed suicide."

Speaking of this, Hong Xu sighed.

He still remembered the scene when he and Yang Zisong drank and talked happily.

At that time, he was the eldest son of the Hong family, and he was the son of the Yang family. How noble his status was, and how carefree his life was.

But now this high-spirited son of the Yang family, like a dog, died in this mine that never sees the sun all year round.

But vaguely, Hong Xu actually envied Yang Zisong.

It's better to die!

At least after death, he doesn't have to suffer this pain anymore!

Hong Shouchang was silent after hearing this, and he sighed for a long time.

"Wuxiang City used to be headed by the Hong, Yang and Song families, but now it seems that the Song family, which left first, has the best fate!"

Hong Xu was speechless.

To be honest, he had complained privately.

He blamed Hong Shouchang for being greedy and colluding with Qingzhuling.

He blamed him for joining hands to destroy the Song family.

In the end, he ended up like this.

But looking at Hong Shouchang, who was running out of time, he couldn't say any of these words.

Just as the father and son fell into silence, there was a faint noise outside.

Hong Xu was stunned.

"What's going on?"

He wanted to go out and see what's going on, but Hong Shouchang grabbed him and said to the boy, "Hong Xi, go outside and see what's going on!"

"Yes!"

The boy named Hong Xi ran out, but ran back in a moment, his face full of panic, stammering.

"Uncle, Brother Xu, there are many people gathered in the hall outside, and I heard that there seems to be a fight in the front mountain!"

Hearing this, both Hong Shouchang and Hong Xu were surprised.

Because for them, the situation couldn't get any worse.

What else can they care about when they are in such a mess?

Especially if there is a fight in the front mountain, it is very likely that there is an internal conflict between Qingzhuling and Lianshizong.

That would be great!

Just when they were excited, the outside became more chaotic, and the sound of fighting was heard.

This time, Hong Shouchang didn't stop Hong Xu, but pushed him up from the bed.

"Hurry, it's already chaotic outside. This is a golden opportunity. Run!"

"Father, I'll carry you!"

"Damn it, it's already this time, are you still so soft-hearted? You will only kill both of us. I don't deserve to die. Run for your life!" Hong Shouchang shouted anxiously.

Hong Xu knew that what his father said was the truth, so he could only hold back his tears and run out with Hong Xi.

After they left, Hong Shouchang struggled to his last breath, slowly climbed up from the haystack, and then rubbed his way to the cave entrance.

When he looked out through the crack of the door, he saw countless miners rushing out with pickaxes in their hands.

At the same time, someone shouted loudly: "Follow Young Master Zhao!"

"Young Master Zhao is here to save us!"

Young Master Zhao?

Hearing this name, Hong Shouchang was a little confused.

Where did Young Master Zhao come from?

At this time, he felt a burst of blackness in front of his eyes, and a sharp pain in his chest and abdomen. He knew that he had reached the last moment, but he still forced his eyes open and looked into the distance.

Then he saw a heroic young man standing in the hall in the distance with a knife, and several corpses lying at his feet.

I don’t know if it was a flash of inspiration or something else, but Hong Shouchang actually recognized this young man at a glance.

Zhao Ya!

It was the leader of the Song family’s guards, and the one who almost ruined himself and Qingzhuling.

It turned out that the young man Zhao that people called was him!

Seeing this, Hong Shouchang suddenly laughed.

Fate!

Sometimes it is really clever.

At the beginning, he and Zhao Ya were at odds with each other, and he wanted to kill him as soon as possible.

But now his son has to rely on his help to escape.

But Hong Shouchang cried again while laughing.

Everything is irreversible.

He knew that this young boy who was so brilliant at such a young age would never let him go, nor would he let the Hong and Yang families go.

He just hoped that his son Hong Xu would be okay.

The severe pain in his body gradually faded away, and he lay on the ground, the light in his eyes slowly dissipated.

Hong Shouchang died.

Died in guilt and regret.

Zhao Ya didn't know this, but his eyesight was so sharp that he recognized a few familiar faces from the crowded miners at a glance.

For example, Hong Xu, such as Yang Sansi.

But he ignored it.

This was not the time to talk about these grudges. He lowered his head and looked at Sun San who was kneeling on the ground and kowtowing to him frantically.

"Come over and kill him, and then I will take you away!" Zhao Ya said in a deep voice.

These miners who were originally aggressive instantly wilted.

Because most of them were ordinary people in Wuxiang City before, where had they killed anyone?

In addition, Sun San was brutal by nature, and he had killed dozens of miners. Under his accumulated power, how could these people dare to move.

But Zhao Ya didn't move, because what he wanted was to make these miners bleed.

Otherwise, they would always passively follow behind, but they didn't know how to resist.

What Zhao Ya wanted was a group of wolves that could follow him to fight, not a group of docile sheep.

In this brief silence, Hong Xu suddenly squeezed out of the crowd and walked over.

Of course, he had already recognized Zhao Ya, but he still walked out resolutely.

"Young Master Zhao!" Hong Xu clasped his fists and bowed.

Zhao Ya nodded slightly.

"Will you do it?"

"Yes!"

"Then start!" Zhao Ya said lightly.

Hong Xu did not hesitate at all, picked up a mining hoe next to him and walked in front of Sun San.

Sun San was paralyzed by fear at this time.

Seeing Hong Xu walking towards him, he was even more frightened and trembling.

"Young Master Hong, spare me..."

Before the word of life came out, Hong Xu picked up the mining hoe and chopped Sun San's head.

The sharp hoe tip directly chopped through Sun San's head.

Sun San fell to the ground and died without even a groan.

Hong Xu threw away the pickaxe and wiped the blood off his face, "Young Master Zhao, the man has been killed!"

A hint of approval flashed in Zhao Ya's eyes that was not easily noticed.

After all, he was a young master from a wealthy family, so he still had the ability to kill decisively.

Then he looked at these people again.

"You, come up and kill each of these corpses!"

In a hurry, this was the only way to stimulate their bloodiness as much as possible.

Soon, there were several bloody corpses on the ground.

Looking at these miners again, although they were not full of murderous intent, they were at least much calmer.

Then Zhao Ya ordered: "Okay, when I say go later, you will rush out together, can you do it?"

"Yes!"

Hong Xu nodded first without hesitation.

He knew very well that if he wanted to survive, the only chance was to obey Zhao Ya's orders.

The others naturally nodded one after another.

Zhao Ya glanced at him and these skinny miners, knowing that many people had been squeezed to the brink of collapse. Not to mention rushing out to kill people with him, they would probably be exhausted to death after running a few steps.

So he came to the place where supplies were stored in the hall, and smashed the fence with a palm, revealing the rice, flour, grain and oil inside.

"Eat quickly, and follow me after eating."

After hearing Zhao Ya's order, these people dared to step forward, but because of Zhao Ya's awe, no one dared to rob, and they all took the things and ate them voraciously.

Hong Xu was worried about his father, so he secretly asked Hong Xi to take two white flour buns back to find Hong Shouchang.

But after a while, Hong Xi came back, shook his head at Hong Xu, and said with a sad face.

"Uncle is gone!"

Hong Xu's face turned pale, but he didn't shed tears.

Because he knew it was a matter of time.

If he didn't want to save more detoxification powder for himself, his father would have died long ago.

He could only hold back his tears and think about what to do next.

When everyone had almost finished eating, Zhao Ya ordered people to bring in the explosives for mining.

Speaking of this, it should be mentioned that there were already explosives in this era.

But the power and nature were very unstable, so it could only be used for mining.

Even so, people were often blown away.

When the explosives were piled up, Zhao Ya led the miners out of the mine.

Only then did Zhao Ya realize that after all these days of torture, less than one in ten people survived.

In the huge Wuxiang City, except for those who escaped by chance and stayed in the city to survive, there were only two or three thousand people left.

There was no impassioned speech.

Because he believed that anyone who wanted to survive knew what to choose at this moment.

So he just ordered people to light the fuse.

After a loud bang completely blew up the iron mine, he led people to rush to the front mountain.

This was the source of the loud bang that Fu Tingyuan and others in the front mountain heard just now.

At this moment, looking at the miners rushing over the mountains, Fu Tingyuan's face changed drastically.

Not because of these mobs, but because of the leader Zhao Ya.

Because he could see at a glance that the knife-wielding boy in the front was also a half-step fifth realm cultivator.

What's going on?

Why did another half-step fifth realm master suddenly appear?

Who is he?

Countless thoughts flashed through Fu Tingyuan's mind in an instant, but his body reacted faster than his brain, and he jumped out of the way.

He planned to avoid the sharp edge for the time being, and at the same time, he stepped up to regulate his qi and blood, so as to remove the poison from himself as soon as possible.

It would be better to let this knife-wielding boy fight with the people of Lianshizong first, so as to consume the strength of both sides.

But the people of Lianshizong were not stupid.

Seeing the fierce attack from the opposite side, how could they be willing to be the victim, and they all dodged.

For a moment, a road appeared in front of Zhao Ya.

Zhao Ya sneered in his heart.

He naturally guessed what these people meant, but there was no need to hide it at this time.

He suddenly stopped and stood in front of the people from Qingzhuling and Lianshizong.