After breaking through to the fifth grade of the spirit body, Mo Zixuan felt that the spiritual power in his body was even more powerful, far stronger than the fourth grade of the spirit body.

Feeling the abundant spiritual power in this body, Mo Zixuan pouted and smiled, and said, "Finally, I have broken through to the fifth grade of the spirit body." ”

The white fox threw a roll of his eyes at the young man in front of him.

The young man coughed a few times, and suddenly remembered the picture of He Yirou enduring the pain in his mind, and sighed slightly.

He Yirou's condition is very complicated, and even a strong person like Qianfuzi is difficult to start. As his condition worsened, Mo Zixuan was worried that one day, He Yirou would stay on the weed shop forever and spend the rest of her life.

The white fox glanced at the sad face, and with the soft sickly groan faintly coming from outside the cave, he knew why he was doing something about Yirou, and felt helpless, but he wanted to help her.

"Hey, hey... Xiao Mo Xuan. Actually, it's not that there's no way out of her condition, but she just wants you, ahem..."

The white fox's voice was a little filthy in the back, Mo Zixuan frowned, and it wouldn't be too good to pay attention to the white fox's appearance.

After pondering for a while, considering He Yirou's physical condition, Mo Zixuan said slowly, "Say, no matter what the method is, I think you can give it a try." ”

"Ahem..."

Coughing lightly a few times, a wicked smile crossed the white fox's fox face, "Have you heard of Shuangxiu?"

Hearing this, Mo Zixuan's expression gradually became gloomy, and double cultivation refers to men and women... Could it be that this white fox wants him to do such a thing?

"What are you thinking?" the white fox frowned when he saw that strange cheek, and said angrily, "It's me and Xiao Yirou, not you!"

The young man in the cave scratched his head in embarrassment, and he could only blame the white fox for not making it clear.

"What to do?" calmed down the distracting thoughts in his heart, Mo Zixuan said solemnly.

"Go and bring Xiao Yirou over, and I'll take care of the rest. The white fox patted his chest, as if he was absolutely sure.

Nodding, Mo Zixuan walked out of the small hole and looked at He Yirou, who was suffering on the weed shop. At this time, the latter was tormented by illness and turned pale. A strange rune appeared at the center of her eyebrows, and the rune was crimson.

The crimson runes were filled with curling red smoke, like an evil aura, and they looked extremely evil.

"Uncle, this?" Mo Zixuan asked, but he hadn't noticed this strange thing before.

The uncle sitting next to He Yirou sighed softly, looked sluggish, and said bitterly: "This disease is very strange, and I can't do anything about it." ”

"Oh my God, do you treat a child like that?"

The voice was emotional, and the uncle wailed.

Looking at the uncle's wail, Mo Zixuan also looked down, the uncle has always regarded He Yirou as his own child and took good care of him. Now He Yirou can't afford to be sick for a long time, how dare she not be sad.

"Uncle, I want to say something to you. Mo Zixuan said slowly, "I should be able to cure this disease." ”

Hearing this, the uncle's brows furrowed, this condition is difficult to break through even if he is in this step realm, relying on Mo Zixuan, a person with five grades of the spirit realm, can there really be a way?

"What are you going to do?" was silent for a long time, and Wang Jingming had no choice but to be a dead horse as a live horse doctor.

"It's... Can't say for the time being. I need to carry Yirou into my little hole. Whatever happens, you can't come in. ”

Mo Zixuan's tone was firm, because only in this way could he ensure that the White Fox's secret would not be discovered.

The uncle's face was indifferent, and he asked uncertainly again, "Do you really have a way?"

"I promise. ”

Mo Zixuan patted his chest, and a touch of noncommittality flashed in his eyes. He Yirou is not only a relative of the uncle, but also his friend.

"Good. ”

The uncle finally nodded, only to see Mo Zixuan carefully pick up He Yirou and want to walk towards the small hole.

"Wait!"

Just a few steps away, Wang Yan, who was staying with everyone in the cave of the quiet hall, immediately turned solemn and said angrily.

The screaming anger came, Mo Zixuan turned his head, and a short fat man gradually walked in front of him, with an angry expression.

"Uncle Wang Yan, is there something wrong?" Mo Zixuan said with a stunned look in his eyes.

I saw Wang Yan glancing at his mouth, clapping his palms, and said maliciously, "Boy, I've put up with you for a long time." ”

"Yirou is the pearl in the palm of our quiet hall cave, you say it's a little too easy to go, right?"

"If you have a way to heal, you don't have to let me come. With a slightly gloomy face, Mo Zixuan said slowly.

When these words reached Wang Yan's ears, he was furious, he thought that Mo Zixuan was provoking the elders, and immediately the majestic spirit body melted into the palm, and the faint red spiritual power swirled in the palm, and slapped Mo Zixuan's arm, wanting to teach him a lesson.

Looking at the faint spiritual power roaring, the corners of Mo Zixuan's mouth raised slightly, maybe he was indeed inferior to Wang Yan before, but now that the two of them are both spirit body five grades, what is there to fear?

The arm shook slightly, and the majestic spiritual power surged, so that Wang Yan's big hand vibrated before it fell.

Feeling this surging spiritual power, Wang Yan's heart was shocked, how could this be?

"The Five Spirits?"

Wang Yan unwillingly probed the strength of the emaciated young man in front of him, and his face was surprised.

He could clearly know that Mo Zixuan was only the strength of the four grades of the spirit body a few days ago. In just a few dozen days, he actually reached the fifth grade of the spirit body.

You must know that in this mine, even if you have amazing talents, it is difficult to improve even if the spirit stones are not rich. Wang Yan has been digging spirit stones in the mine for many years before he barely enters the fifth grade.

"Uncle Wang Yan, I respect you as an elder. Don't deliberately embarrass the boy, otherwise, don't blame me for being rude!"

Mo Zixuan looked at Wang Yan's eyes, which made Wang Yan even more annoyed, and said in a deep voice, "Stinky boy, what did you say?"

Just when the atmosphere between the two was hot, Uncle Yi Ping next to him couldn't stand it, so he hurriedly came to Wang Yan's side, put his big hand on his shoulder, and said, "Okay, Wang Yan." Since Zixuan said that there is a way, it is better to believe him once. ”

"You're also towards him?" Wang Yan asked angrily.

"Do you think you have a way to cure Yirou?" Yi Ping's face was calm and calm.

Wang Yan could only be helpless in this regard, and questioned Mo Zixuan, "Boy, if you dare to let Yirou hurt a little, I will definitely not let you go." ”

Wang Yan was very worried about Mo Zixuan when he did this. In the Jingtang Cave, Wang Yan is also a rare girl, although the uncle always helps her, but at most she is jealous. Besides, Yirou is also very gentle on weekdays, and she is loved by everyone.

"Please believe me, Uncle Wang Yan. If anything happens to Yirou, I'll get out of the cave immediately. ”

The flat voice spread, and Wang Yan raised his eyebrows, "Good boy, I have the guts, I look forward to your good news." ”

Under the eyes of everyone, the thin figure carried the dying girl on his back and walked into the small hole.

On the weeds in the corner of the Jingtang Cave, the uncle looked up at the dark sky, very melancholy, I hope Mo Zixuan really has a way to cure Yirou.