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The gray-scaled pangolin swam quickly on the stone wall.

The place where he was previously was hit by a fist in an instant.

There was a loud bang and gravel flew everywhere.

The skinny dark kid raised his legs in the air, used the power of his knees to rotate and forcibly change his position. He turned around quickly and moved, punching out several times along the trail of the gray-scaled pangolin's escape.

The gray-scaled pangolin clearly possesses the characteristics of a small monster.

Fast, sharp, and tough.

"bang bang bang"

A series of punches cracked the stone wall, but none of them hit it.

A few afterimages were visible in the air, leaving only a gray light.

The gray-scaled pangolin hung upside down on a sharp rock hanging from the top of the cave. Its tail was loosened, and with the help of the downward momentum, its long, sharp snout pierced the thin and dark child as quickly as a streamline.

Heitu turned around quickly.

Before the gray-scaled pangolin pierced his forehead, he raised his hands and strangled its neck.

Then he used all his arm strength to slam it to the ground.

The boy's arms' strength of two thousand pounds is no lie.

The angry throw knocked the gray-scaled pangolin unconscious and left a large hole on the ground.

Heitu bent down, grasped the gray-scaled pangolin's slender tail tightly in his palms, lifted it up, and swung it violently at the stone pillar beside him.

"Snapped"

The gray-scaled pangolin's head hit the hard stone pillar, causing it to scream instantly.

The thin and dark child did not dare to be careless at all. He had a firm expression and his movements were as steady as a rock. He quickly swung the monster at the stone pillar.

bang bang bang-

The gray-scaled pangolin's cry was shrill, and blood foam was faintly seeping out of its mouth. Its tail was stimulated and all its scales opened vertically, instantly cutting the skinny black boy's hands with dense wounds.

Heitu's hands were soon covered in blood.

It looked like it was excruciatingly painful, but it didn't make him cry out in pain or let go.

Even though both of his palms were pierced by scales and the already thin palms were almost torn into pieces, causing unbearable pain, the skinny child only beat the monster in his hands even more violently in return.

He was determined to get rid of the monster even if it meant sacrificing his hands.

But he was only at the first level after all, and it was obviously impossible for him to smash to death a fourth-level gray-scale pangolin with amazing defensive power by just relying on brute force.

The upright scales on the gray-scaled pangolin's tail suddenly folded together. The scales were delicate and smooth, and the skinny boy's palms were covered with slippery blood, making it even harder for him to catch it.

The gray-scaled pangolin quickly escaped from Heitu's hands.

It was launched into the air using the power of its tail.

The long beak, as sharp as a thorn, was about to pierce through the skinny and dark child's head.

A silver light lit up.

The slender sword hit the gray-scaled pangolin's lower limbs and swept it aside.

The sword energy was sharp and piercing, drawing a crescent-shaped arc in the air.

The gray-scaled pangolin sensed the danger and did not dare to fight back, and fled in an instant.

The magic sword flew out of his hand and pierced the back of the gray-scaled pangolin.

The grey scales were arranged closely together, and the surface instantly became extremely smooth. A layer of grey light lit up, bringing with it a strong protective power that temporarily prevented high-level swords from piercing through it.

The gray-scaled pangolin didn't dare to stay any longer.

Use your speed to the maximum and take this opportunity to escape.

The tip of the sword was golden red, burning through the tough gray scales.

A string of blood splashed out, and the sword instantly sank into the flesh and blood of the monster, nailing it to the ground.

Xiao Lin stepped forward, drew out his magic sword, and with the tip of the sword, he dug out a fourth-level beast core.

He looked back at the skinny and dark kid and threw the body of the gray-scaled pangolin at the kid's feet.

"We have helped each other to slay the monster, so you deserve a share."

There was surprise in Heitu's eyes. He wanted to touch the monster, but his hands were still bleeding. He opened his mouth and wanted to say something, but nothing came out.

Xiao Lin put away the beast core, noticed the wound on the thin and dark child's hand, and walked closer.

The blood was too dirty. Heitu subconsciously stepped back, trying to keep some distance.

Xiao Lin paused for a moment, took out two pills, one to stop bleeding and the other to heal wounds, and injected them directly into the child's mouth with his fingers.

The bleeding stopped quickly and the wound healed.

Xiao Lin returned to Qi Wu Yue.

Qi Wu Yue glanced at the Rat Spirit monk impatiently, "The monster is dead, come out."

The monk in a long robe crawled out from under the counter in embarrassment, put on a forced face, and straightened his collar.

Suddenly his eyes lit up and he saw the corpse of the monster at the feet of the thin and dark child.

That is a fourth-level monster, and the scales of the gray-scaled pangolin are excellent materials for refining weapons.

Although it is small in size, its flesh and blood are chewy and make for a great spiritual meat.

The robed monk rolled his eyes, pointed at the skinny dark kid and shouted angrily, "Heitu, stop it!"

"Since this gray-scaled pangolin appeared in the mine, it belongs to the mine owner. How can you be allowed to take it for yourself?"

The robed monk said this and stood up.

He walked towards the thin and dark child aggressively and pushed him back.

Heitu staggered back a few steps, not daring to make a sound.

Manager Qiu is in charge of all matters big and small in the mine. Monks who mine slag must get his approval before entering the mine to work.

Not to mention that my cultivation level is far inferior to his and I am definitely no match for him.

If I offend him because of this, I’m afraid my last way of earning spirit stones will be gone.

It seemed that he would not be able to get the body of the gray-scaled pangolin, and the thin and dark child forced himself to look away.

The robed monk had already bent down and was turning the body of the gray-scaled pangolin back and forth, checking its remaining value.

As if he treated it as his own property.

Although the most valuable beast core is gone, fortunately, the body of a fourth-level monster is also worth a lot, even if the whole thing is sold...

No, if I sell the whole thing to a material purchasing shop, I will suffer too much loss. It is better to sell it in pieces.

The skin of the gray-scaled pangolin is extremely tough, and there is no shortage of buyers for retail sales. The only problem is that there is an extra sword hole on it, so it is not quite complete, otherwise the price would be much higher.

As for the miscellaneous refining materials such as limbs and claws, you can keep them and sell them slowly. There is no rush anyway.

He would use some of the remaining flesh and blood as food for his own consumption, and could also give some to his superiors as a gift.

Manager Qiu pinched the long beard on one side of his face with his fingers and couldn't help but smile, looking quite satisfied with his calculations.

He untied the storage bag from his waist and was about to put the body of the gray-scaled pangolin into it.

Qi Wu Yue clicked his tongue, tilted his head and gave Xiao Jin a look.

When Xiao Jin received the boss's assignment, he immediately understood what was going on. He rushed over with an elegant cat-like step and raised his paw to kick the robed monk in the butt.

He kicked it to the ground with one claw.

Little Butterfly lifted her father's sleeve to look at him and praised him highly: "Elegant, really elegant!"

Xiao Jin lowered his head, opened his mouth, and moved his neck. The body of the gray-scaled pangolin was not enough to fill his teeth.

Level 4, not bad.

Not as pure spiritual power as that little mouse.

Xiao Jin flicked his tail and was about to leave.

Manager Qiu, who had climbed up, had no time to settle accounts with the people who attacked him. When he swept the ground, only blood was left.

"Where's my fourth-level monster?"

He yelled angrily.