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Chapter 609: Hairpin Movement


After Xu Yang had a plan, the confusion in his heart disappeared.

Since he couldn't return to the mortal world for the time being, he stopped thinking about things in the mortal world and focused all his attention on what was in front of him.

No matter what you want to do, you need absolute strength There is Xue Wushuang waiting for him in the heaven, Qian Shu, Gong Xiaonan, Qiu Hongyue and others are waiting for him in the mortal world, and there is also the missing Qing Zixun.

Xu Yang has many things to do, but first he must strengthen his own strength.

With his current physical condition, the Holy Spirit Mine is an excellent place to rest.

Xu Yang has always been able to bend and stretch.

Being patient and pretending to be stupid is nothing to him.

As long as everything is worth it, Xu Yang can do anything.

After all, he is the God of War in the Heavenly Realm.

Although everything has changed when he wakes up, he still immerses himself in the existing environment as soon as possible.

Survival of the fittest Thinking of this, Xu Yang looked at the old man and Xiaoling.

Looking at the two of them, Xu Yang felt guilt and pity in his heart.

They were already very pitiful, and his sudden appearance made them even worse.

But this is only temporary.

Xu Yang's arrival is definitely an opportunity for them.

Xu Yang took the iron chisel and wrote three words on the ground: "I'm sorry."

After finishing writing, Xu Yang wielded the iron chisel in his hand and chipped away pieces of hard ore from the stone wall.

"Wow, grandpa, big brother is so strong.

I might not be able to chip off a piece of ore even if I chip for half an hour, but he chipped it off in one go.

It's so powerful."

When Xu Yang made a move, Xiaoling's eyes immediately lit up, and the old man was also surprised.

From the muscles on Xu Yang's body, it was easy to see that Xu Yang was indeed very strong, but they did not expect that Xu Yang could chip away the Holy Spirit Ore piece by piece so easily.

You must know that the ore is tightly connected to the stone wall, and it cannot be cut off with great strength.

This requires certain skills.

It was obvious that Xu Yang's mining skills were superb.

Don't forget, he is a peak refiner.

When he was bored, he also searched for countless mineral veins and chipped away the ore piece by piece with his own strength.

For Xu Yang, mining is no different from drinking water.

"It's great.

If we continue like this, we will be able to complete the task soon.

We can eat and drink water."

Xiaoling was overjoyed and licked the corner of her mouth as she spoke, looking like a greedy cat: "I haven't eaten for two days and haven't drank water for a day."

Hearing this, Xu Yang's heart moved and he couldn't help but look at Xiaoling and the old man.

Indeed, the two of them looked extremely weak at this time.

Even Xiaoling had not eaten for two days and had not drank water for a day.

So what about the old man?

He can definitely endure much longer than Xiaoling.

Even under such circumstances, the two of them still had to dig mines, and they had to fill ten bamboo baskets the size of water tanks before they could eat and drink.

It's hard to imagine how they managed to persevere when they were so thin.

After thinking this, Xu Yang worked harder, pieces of ore fell to the ground, and each bamboo basket was quickly filled.

The old man and Xiaoling were not idle either.

They moved pieces of ore into bamboo baskets.

Xiaoling also took a slightly dirty handkerchief to wipe Xu Yang's sweat.

The little girl was very well-behaved.

At this moment, she felt that those spiritual stones were not in vain.

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"Wow, it's full."

Before long, the remaining bamboo baskets were filled with ore, and Xiaoling jumped around the ten full bamboo baskets, looking very happy.

The old man nodded gratefully to Xu Yang, not expecting that the task would be completed so quickly.

Xu Yang took the iron chisel and wrote on the ground again: "What to do next?"

"Carry these bamboo baskets out and let the supervisors check them carefully.

Once there are no problems, we can receive food, water and payment, and then leave the mining area and return to the living area."

The old man said, waving his hand to Xiao Ling.

They tried their best and suppressed their blushes.

Then they struggled to lift a bamboo basket and headed towards the outside of the mine.

The exit of the mine slopes upward, and the ground is covered with sand, making walking difficult.

The two of them were carrying hundreds of kilograms of ore, which made walking even more difficult.

It can be said that it is moving forward step by step, swaying and slowly.

This is how they have always lived.

One is a dying old man, and the other is a young and well-behaved little girl.

This is not how their lives should be.

Xu Yang was unable to speak at this time.

He followed the two of them silently with a bamboo basket in each hand.

Walking out of the mine, the dazzling sunlight immediately hits you, making people close their eyes involuntarily.

Xu Yang was not affected by the sunlight and glanced around with sharp eyes.

Just as he imagined, this was a huge mining area.

There is a flat passage in the middle, with huge mountains on both sides of the passage.

Below the mountains are mines.

The entrances of the caves are neatly arranged and spread all the way.

It is impossible to see the end at a glance.

It is impossible to count how many mines there are.

Each mine has its own number.

Xu Yang's mine is very close to the front.

The number above is "five", so it is called mine No. 5.

There is a supervisor patrolling near each mine.

In addition, there are also teams of supervisors patrolling back and forth on the roads.

There are also supervisors on the mountain who are condescending.

"Qiang Qiang Qiang Qiang" The sound of digging came from different mines.

Xu Yang looked at the exit of the mining area, where there was a huge stone wall.

A passage was opened under the stone wall.

The entrance of the passage was closed with a stone door, and there were twenty supervisors guarding both sides.

It can be said that this is a completely closed mining area, and it is almost impossible to escape.

The strength of those supervisors ranges from strong to weak.

Some are martial arts masters, while the strong ones have reached the realm of martial kings.

Xu Yang's eyes fell on the stone gate at the exit of the mining area.

Among the twenty supervisors, there was a woman who was the strongest here, reaching the level of King Wu.

This woman is different from ordinary people.

Her limbs are extremely slender, and the slenderness is very disproportionate.

She does not look like a normal person at all.

In addition, this woman's eyes are still blue, and there is a slightly protruding horn about an inch long between her forehead.

"Demons" Xu Yang could see the woman's background at a glance.

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She was a demon from the demon world, a fighting race.

This woman's clothing was extremely revealing, with only a red metal armor covering her important parts of her upper body, and her lower body wearing a red metal skirt, very short, which perfectly highlighted her slender figure.

This woman's blue eyes naturally held a fierce look that belonged to the demon clan.

When she looked around, no one dared to look at her, except Xu Yang.

"Little brother, that is the foreman of the mining area, the person with the most power here, Jing Chihuan.

Don't be blinded by her beauty.

She comes from the devil world and her methods are very cruel.

Don't look at her blankly like this.

Be careful of your eyes being gouged out.”

Seemingly noticing Xu Yang's eyes, the old man reminded him in a low voice.

Xu Yang didn't pay attention to the old man's words at all.

He stared at Jing Chihuan with an extremely solemn expression.

Just because something on his body fluctuated a little because of this Jing Chihuan.

It’s nothing else, it was Qing Zixun who left the hairpin: