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030 Chilling Dragon

But Qianlong Lee still looked absent-minded and didn't care about his feet. I didn't know what state he was in, decadent or aroused.

Looked at the mine in the distance, it was full of small, densely packed holes, and arranged in a messy pattern.

This is where Tens of thousands of writers from Seven Hivens Mining Network work every day. The two walked for miles until they reached the mine. For a moment my ears were filled with tinkling sounds. Qianlong Lee just looked up at the sky, then buried his head and headed for the mine.

By this time most of the handymen from the mining were working, with the exception of Qianlong Lee. Qianlong Lee, however, was completely unheard of, with only the sound of endless jingling between walks.

Qianlong Lee had something on his mind and wandered to the mine. Qianlong Lee felt a pang of helplessness as he looked at the many pieces of iron ore in the cave. To make it through, it would mean he would have to clear seventy pieces of Hyundai iron ore in half a month.

Is it possible, with Qianlong Lee's strength, to clear two in a day would be nice. This road just doesn't work.

It had taken some digging over the last few days, but it had also worn Qianlong Lee down, and the rock here was not the usual hard rock.

Each time it took a great deal of effort to dig out a piece of hyacinth iron ore, you had to stop and meditate to recover your mana. Though the mana was back, the physical exhaustion was too much for Qianlong Lee's muscles to handle.

For the last few days, Qianlong Lee had felt nothing but soreness and pain in her arms.

"Diablo, I can't do this, just don't force it, it's okay to come down here and be human." As if reading Qianlong Lee's mind, Tiedan Chu patted Qianlong Lee on the shoulder and sauntered over to the other side.

Qianlong Lee watched Tiedan Chu's retreating back with a wave of sadness. Even Tiedan Chu knew better than to try. Is it true that he is not this material, and that he is not destined to be a strong writer.

Qianlong Lee picked up the shovel, aimed it angrily at the ore, and thumped it. There was a loud thud, the shovel came off, Qianlong Lee took a step back, both hands in tiger's mouth, sitting on the floor in farty moon, the gap in the ore seemed to be a smiling face, taunting Qianlong Lee from time to time.

Seventy more to go, one more day of trying.

Desperate words, at most two, but ten days later the fate of the monthly assessment, how to pass it? Qianlong Lee felt as if all the roads in front of him had been closed, leaving only a sense of resignation.

Qianlong Lee sat motionless on the ground as the mountain breeze picked up his clothes. The leaves on the trees, with a rustling sound, were blown up by a strong mountain breeze. Toward the cliff on the other side, slowly descending.

Qianlong Lee's eyes, fixed on the leaves. Watching the leaves fall, Qianlong Lee suddenly sat up and slapped himself hard.

Qianlong Lee suddenly exclaimed, "I forgot about this."

There was a twinkle in Qianlong Lee's eye. A small smile played at the corners of his mouth. On this day, as usual, he cleared only one piece of hyacinth iron ore a day. The guys laughed again as they headed back down the hill, but Qianlong Lee didn't seem to mind.

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There was a gust of wind and a rush of cold air. The whole peak was misty with a chill. In the distance, the unknown beast screamed mournfully. To the mountains in the night, add a share of the forest. On this peaceful night, there was one more dark figure in the middle of the sparsely traveled mountains.

The figure ambled through the vast uninhabited forest, a figure moving up and down cautiously.

The figure was none other than Qianlong Lee, who had been struck by the mountain breeze blowing leaves. A thought flickered in his mind. All the while, he was just looking for a way out of himself. Flying leaves, however, opened Qianlong Lee's eyes to another possibility.

The entire mountain peak, even the whole of Qixi Wenzong, has no fewer than 100,000 mines of all sizes.

Of all the caves, only a few are producing ore every day. Hyundai iron ore is so strong that it could be the stuff of magical weapons in the mortal world.

But for the mana, even the spirit, used by the powerful in making web writers. But the material is too complex, mixed with a variety of other minerals, so it needs to be purified.

And there are only two ways to deal with it. The first is the land fire slowly hammered out of the impurities. The second is slightly refined and sold as a specialty.

Either way, this is not something that a mere public web writer in Qianlong Lee can get his hands on. Then there was only one other option he could think of, to take the chance of sneaking into the warehouse at night and looking for it.

Hyundai iron ore, usually dug up by public-grade web writers, is dumped in storage after stewards record it.

Hyun iron ore is not very useful to Zongmen. There are not many network writers who can smelt, even large ones like Qixi Wen Zong.

The chill that permeates the night sometimes doesn't cover the entire mountain stream.

This gives access to these hydraulics. A little more and a little less iron ore would have gone unnoticed by anyone.

There are probably tens of thousands of hypersensitic iron ore deposits in warehouses in the valley. Even if there were a few hundred missing, no one would notice.

It is dangerous to come to the mine at night, and it will kill you to say the least. No one had ever ventured this far into the night to pick up this worthless piece of hyundai iron ore.

But Qianlong Lee did have to try, and perhaps unsealing the Eastern Magic pen was his only chance to turn it over.

Qianlong Lee waited until everyone had gone to sleep, snuck out of his place and went up the hill alone.

Qianlong Lee parted the surrounding shrubs and looked cautiously around. After making sure it was safe, he ambled toward the warehouse where the Hyundai iron ore was stored.

Even the unnoticed Hyundai Iron Mine, which Qianlong Lee, a publicity-grade online author, dares not openly collect.

If found out, the light will be abolished Huigen expelled from the school, the heavy will be crushed to ashes.

The mine where Qianlong Lee normally worked was low on one side and steep on the other. The steep side was rising into the sun and most of the mine was open on this side. And the valley where the hyacinite is placed is on the lower side.

In the valley, Qianlong Lee had never been down there before, and it was strange. Good thing Qianlong Lee has been climbing the mountain every day for the past few days.

In the valley, finding the right direction was no problem. Slowly, Qianlong Lee slowed his pace as he approached the valley.

Ahead, in the trees, was a white mist. It was the cold that was scattered about, much worse than the top of the mountain, but it was more than my diving dragon could handle.

Qianlong Lee was careful to avoid it, he didn't want to get caught in the cold, so he walked very slowly.

Qianlong Lee walked and finally saw the cold dragon in the mine, which seemed to be sleeping now.

Li Li Ice Dragon has numerous strange pale blue scales on its body, and Li Ice Spirit covers Li Ice Dragon. The simple looking scales, when looked at closely, actually looked like a small formation.