In the current situation, even a fool can see that Peng Fan does not regard He Yirou as a friend at all. It's just to use her to help yourself complete the task faster, so that you will have plenty of time to rest.

Mo Zixuan's expression was full of anger, looking at He Yirou's reaction just now, this state seemed to have lasted for a long time. It is no wonder that the possession of this resource-scarce spiritual ore in the mine is mostly caused by being bullied.

"Ah, I said boy. We have no grievances, you don't care about the affairs between me and Yirou. Peng Fan frowned, his face was unhappy, he was easy to find a coolie who worked in vain, but he couldn't be stirred up by the kid in front of him.

The corners of Mo Zixuan's mouth twitched slightly, and he immediately said in a low voice, "I'm sorry, I'm in charge of this matter." ”

"Don't toast and don't eat, eat and drink!"

Peng Fan gritted his teeth and warned, but this warning seemed to be nothing in Mo Zixuan's eyes.

"Da!"

Throwing the spirit stone to the ground casually, Peng Fan rolled up his sleeves, put on a posture of wanting to fight, and said coldly, "You asked for it!"

After that, Peng Fan's body was emitted with spiritual power, and the dust under his feet was lifted by spiritual power, and his body quickly approached Mo Zixuan like a leopard.

Looking at Peng Fan, who was constantly approaching from a distance, Mo Zixuan's spiritual power detected that he had just intervened in the fourth grade of the spirit body, and then he also took a step forward with the soles of his feet, and his fingers made a provocative posture, although he was not sure to knock him down, but Peng Fan couldn't do anything about him.

"Stop fighting, we're all friends. He Yirou bit her rosy lips lightly, her pretty face was anxious, but these words had no effect on the two people in anger.

Peng Fan's bully fist grew bigger and bigger in his eyes, and Mo Zixuan's fist was also clenched tightly and swung out vigorously.

"Smack!"

The two fists collided, and the recoil force made Mo Zixuan take a few steps back, but this Peng Fan only took two steps back.

"The four grades of the spirit body are really different, if you continue like this, you will lose sooner or later. Mo Zixuan shook his palm, praised secretly, and immediately strategically dodged this Peng Fan's fierce attack.

The figures of the two in the mine kept moving, constantly clashing, and anyone with a discerning eye could see that the white-robed young man had always been at a disadvantage.

"Huh!"

Peng Fan's leg shadow was thrown on Mo Zixuan's shoulder like a whip, and the young man gritted his teeth tightly.

"Actually, if you give me the spirit stone, it's easy to say anything. Peng Fan looked at the young man who was touching his shoulders and said proudly.

"Infatuation..."

Before the words fell, Mo Zixuan actually felt that the spiritual power in his body was passing rapidly, and his kung fu was about to fall into the second grade of the spirit body, which had to make the young man's face shocked, what is the situation?

He Yirou's beautiful eyes looked at the faint light on Mo Zixuan's body, which became weaker and weaker, and her pretty face was also full of questions, and said worriedly, "Are you okay, Zixuan." ”

"Okay, chance!"

Peng Fan's eyes were pale, and when he saw that there was an opportunity to make a move, he did not hesitate to gather all his strength on his fist, and the fierce fist hit him hard with strong force.

The fierce fists in his eyes gradually enlarged, and Mo Zixuan's face changed, this laxity gave this Peng Fan a chance to be ruthless. However, just when the boy thought that the heavy punch would fall on him, a thin shadow came out as a stand-in, spread his hands and forcibly received the full blow from the spirit four products.

"Bang!"

A muffled voice came, and He Yirou's delicate body flew out upside down, rolling on the ground several times before slowly stopping.

"Miss Yirou!"

Mo Zixuan shouted loudly, hurriedly rushed over to help He Yirou, and said softly, "Are you okay?"

He Yirou's willow eyebrows frowned slightly, and her voice was haggard, "I'm fine, don't worry." Please, don't fight, okay?"

"Cut! Peng Fan gritted his teeth and said. He wanted to hit Mo Zixuan hard, but who would have thought that someone would die without knowing how to die.

Mo Zixuan's eyes were extremely sharp, and the killing intent poured out, and he even said such unashamed words when he injured people, which not only made the young man's palms clenched tightly.

Gently picking up He Yirou, Mo Zixuan's face was cold, and after bending down to let He Yirou lean against the wall, the young man said in a soft tone, "You can rest here first, I'll deal with that garbage." ”

After speaking, the young man slowly stood up, although he could sense the passage of spiritual power, but the current situation made him unable to care about other things.

He Yirou, who was leaning against the wall, opened her eyes slightly, looking at the young man's blurred back in front of her, and a wonderful feeling came to her heart.

"Oh, you're worthy of saying that about me. Suffer death!" Peng Fan was furious, there were really few people in this triangular hole who didn't dare to do this to him, and immediately clenched his fists, and his body approached Mo Zixuan as quickly as a cheetah.

Mo Zixuan's body was violent, and the last trace of spiritual power in his body was gathered in his fist, and the fist full of spiritual power on Peng Fan's palm was hard together.

"Bang!"

A muffled sound came, and with Mo Zixuan's spiritual power now, it was difficult to connect with Peng Fan's four-grade spirit fist, and the figure immediately took dozens of steps back and fell to the ground on one knee.

"Poof!"

A stream of hot blood flowed backwards to his chest, Mo Zixuan spit out a mouthful of blood, looked at the bright red blood on the ground, and held the stone on the ground tightly with his palm, although he could feel the stinging pain in his palm after exerting force, but he let those pains permeate.

"A spirit body Sanpin dares to fight me, what do you think you are? Looking at the embarrassed young man, Peng Fan sneered, he thought he would encounter a difficult opponent, but he didn't expect to be a three-grade spirit.

"I'll see who will save you this time. Peng Fan said with a smile, no one will hinder him this time.

Mo Zixuan's face became solemn, and now his spiritual power has inexplicably disappeared to the second grade of the spirit body. If he was still able to fight in the third grade of his spirit body, but now that he has fallen to the second grade, he will probably be seriously injured even if he is hard.

Besides, now that only one spirit stone has been collected, if you can't complete ten before dark, it will be troublesome.

Looking up at the red, red, mine cave, Mo Zixuan's eyes were a little lost, stumped that he really wanted to be planted in this hell?

Just when Mo Zixuan's eyes were desperate, there was a light blooming in his chest, and the white light cluster broke out from his body, fell on the spirit stone, and turned into a fluffy white fox.

"This!"

Mo Zixuan's eyes widened, he was no stranger to this white fox, it was this white fox that caused him to come to this hell in the first place.

With a slightly gloomy expression, Peng Fan looked at the mysterious white fox, and was also shocked in his heart, he didn't expect that there was such a spirit beast on this kid's body.

Spirit beasts are extremely rare in hell, and even low-level spirit beasts have a great role and power in this mine.

Seeing that this cute white fox shook his head lazily, Peng Fan's eyes flashed with desire, if he caught this white fox, it would be a great achievement, and he would not need to collect spirit stones for at least a month.

With this plan, Peng Fan was also like a tiger and pounced on the white fox.

The white fox glanced at Peng Fan, and the fox tail flicked lightly and effortlessly threw Peng Fan out of the way, and fell to the ground in embarrassment.

"Ahh

Peng Fan staggered to his feet, bent over, and there was a deep hatred in his eyes.

However, when the white fox showed his red fox eyes to himself, Peng Fan's face became a little frightened, and his body involuntarily took a step back.

"Get out!"

The white fox roared in a low voice, and his arrogance was extremely domineering, and several white ghostly flames appeared around the fox's body, and the ghostly flames shot towards Peng Fan like arrows.

Peng Fan's face was shocked, like a fleeing mouse, and he quickly left the mine. He couldn't afford to provoke such a ferocious spirit beast.