In the crimson Jingtang Cave, everyone looked at each other, and finally turned their eyes to a thin figure on the grass shop, at this time, Mo Zixuan's breath was weak lying on the grass shop, with an unconcealable paleness on his cheeks, after the battle with Luo Chen, he was unconscious in front of the triangle cave, or Wang Jingming ordered someone to carry him to the Jingtang Cave.

Wang Jingming sat beside the grass shop, looking at the off-topic and bruised figure, and his eyes unconsciously welled up with grief. Maybe it was because of his own incompetence, after that battle, He Yirou smiled softly at Wang Jingming, and followed Luo Chen to the Jingxiu Cave with steps. Even if he wanted to make a move, he still stopped under the threat of the other party.

Compared with Jingtang Cave, the overall strength of Jingxiu Cave is not a star and a half, even if Wang Jingming goes all out, he may not be able to achieve good results, coupled with the obstruction of Yi Pingren, in the end, he also looked at the Yaran girl with an extremely sad face, followed Luo Chen and the others before leaving the triangle cave, and walked towards the Jingxiu Cave.

His face was gloomy, and he was powerless to fight back in the face of the thunderous quiet cave.

According to Yi Ping, if Wang Jingming is injured, then the only peak strength in the Jingtang Cave will completely fall, and it will become easier for the Jingxiu Cave to bully the Jingtang Cave, and even the people of the six grades of the spirit body can be arrogant and domineering in the Jingtang Cave, and the Jingting Cave will also completely fall into the abyss, and it will never recover.

Yi Ping stood behind Wang Jingming, looked at the young man with a languid face through the latter's back, and sighed.

Now that it has been two hours, Mo Zixuan's face still shows no signs of improvement, and he has been unconscious.

"Don't stop me! Even if I fight this old bone, I will fight to the death with the people of Jingxiu Cave. Wang Jingming was furious, stood up, and glared angrily in the direction of the Jingxiu Cave, Wang Yan's departure had made him very sad, and then He Yirou also left him, could it be that I would be slaughtered in the Jingxiu Cave?

Yi Ping's expression changed, and he hurriedly put his palm on his shoulder, and used a slight force to make Wang Jingming, who had just gotten up, sit down again, and then said slowly: "Uncle, don't be impulsive." You're the only pillar in the Cave of Silence now, and if something happens to you, my Cave of Silence will really be finished. ”

Clenching his yellow teeth tightly, Wang Jingming's vicissitudes of life kept flashing in his eyes, and after a while, he adjusted his impulsive thoughts, he wanted to stay as calm as possible.

After calming down, Wang Jingming glanced at Mo Zixuan's pale cheeks, there was still a trace of undried blood on the corners of his cheeks, and he said with a little relief: "Little guy, you have done a great job, but I am too useless, uncle, otherwise I would not let the person in the quiet cave be so oppressed." ”

Speaking of this, Wang Jingming's face was depressed. At the end of this battle, the people in the Jingxiu Cave can be said to have benefited a lot, not only got the red spirit stone, but also He Yirou took it in. However, no matter how you say it, there are heavy losses in the Jingting Cave, and after this battle, it has also completely let Wang Jingming know how strong the people in the Jingxiu Cave are, and that Luo Chen alone is enough to give everyone in the Jingting Hall Cave a headache.

"Xiao Mo Xuan..."

Mo Zixuan, who was lying calmly on the grass bunk, seemed to hear someone calling him, his consciousness began to tremble a little, his voice became brighter and brighter, and Mo Zixuan's eyes also opened a gap slightly, who is it?

"You woke up, scared me to death, I thought you were going to die..."The white fox whispered in her body, she took advantage of the fact that everyone didn't pay attention to Mo Zixuan, and hurriedly said a few words.

After being obsessed with consciousness for a while, Mo Zixuan's dark eyes slowly opened, and what came into his eyes was the pitch-black sky, which seemed to be with a touch of sadness at the moment, which made the young man's heart flutter slightly.

Am I not in the Triangle Cave? How did I go back to the Cave of the Silent Hall?

Oh, yes... I failed.

Recalling the previous scene in the triangle cave in his mind, Mo Zixuan said unwillingly, and then he turned his eyes to the uncle, and said in a weak voice: "Uncle, where is Yirou?"

Hearing the weak voice, everyone in the quiet hall cave turned happy, and they could be regarded as waking up.

Wang Jingming smiled at the decadent young man who was lying on the grass and said gently: "It's good to wake up, it's good to wake up." Immediately, his eyes and body also fell. Looking at the declining eyes, Mo Zixuan grinned bitterly, and he already knew what was going on without thinking about it.

"Uncle, don't be sad, it's all my bad that I let Yirou go to the Jingxiu Cave..."Mo Zixuan glanced at the dark sky self-deprecatingly, if it weren't for his humble realm, maybe the situation would have improved, right?

Wang Jingming shook his head, his face crossed with self-blame, as a person who had arrived in the Jingtang Cave to step into the void realm, he actually watched the people in the Jingxiu Cave take Yirou away in front of him, which was a great shame for a man. But he can only endure this humiliation silently, because he has to take care of the overall situation, and if the people in the Jingxiu Cave come again, he can still hold on for a while.

There is no absolute system in the hell mines, and even if their souls are broken, new people will come to work in the caves. After all, the people who can come to the Netherworld are all people who have died once, and even if the soul is broken, it is not uncommon for the soul to be broken. Because the least valuable thing in hell is life.

"This time, we suffered heavy losses in Jingting Cave, and now three people are seriously injured and two are gone. There are only five people left, but how can they get those 100 spirit stones?"

Yi Ping said indifferently, his face was sad, now that half of the manpower has been lost, it has become extremely difficult to take out a hundred spirit stones, even if the five of them work day and night, it is difficult to take out a hundred spirit stones.

Mo Zixuan's expression was depressed, and he stopped talking.

Wang Jingming looked at the people with sad faces, and said slowly: "Let's all disperse, rest early." Tomorrow, go to work early, and try to make up for a hundred spirit stones as much as possible. ”

Hearing this, everyone gradually returned to their respective grass bunks, but the faces of those people were not the slightest bit excited. The usual lively atmosphere of the Jingtang Cave has also become indifferent after today's events, and it is more just depressing.

Mo Zixuan looked at the people sitting on the grass shop, and in the depths of the weed shop, he saw two wailing young men, and those two men were also the two people who had bad intentions in the mine before.