Li Chengfeng's words were so shocking, even Chen Fan couldn't help but boil with blood, he only returned five words!

"I want them to die!"

After the subpoena was over, Chen Fan put away the jade slips, gave a few words to Mu Wanrong and Zhugeyun, and left Shifang directly and went out of the city from the West Gate!

His purpose is very clear, more than 300 miles southwest of Xuanjing, that belongs to the Mu family's spirit stone vein!

"Shoo, hoo."

Chen Fan's speed has been increased to the extreme, the whole person is like an antelope with horns, showing no trace, and like an ape in the mountains, swiftly and swiftly rushing out for a long time.

A few hours later, Chen Fan had crossed a distance of more than 300 miles and saw the entire scene of the mine from a distance.

Not far away, there were many tents stationed, and the open-air veins were winding toward the deep underground.

One by one absenteeism kept moving out rubble and excavated rough from the inside of the mine. Chen Fan could see that they were tired, but still did not dare to rest.

Because as long as there is a slight pause, the long whip from the overseer will fall mercilessly.

Chen Fan saw that many people's backs were already covered in flesh and blood was leaking from the wounds, which was shocking.

Those who hold the whip are obviously horse thieves.

It's just that none of them are from the Zhinu tribe, without exception, all of them are from the Great Profound Kingdom.

Not far away, about two dozen Zhinu tribes gathered around a bonfire, drinking wine and roasting meat. They were basically martial arts masters of one or two heavens.

Only the head of the sun slave with a series of phalanx necklaces around his neck was in the realm of the four heavens.

This person is the person in the portrait that Mu Wanrong drew based on his description after Lao Luo came to investigate.

Hattu Road!

They talked and laughed, teasing the miners and supervisors from time to time.

There seems to be no difference between these two kinds of people in the eyes of the Zhinu tribe. Chen Fan clearly heard them call the people of Xuan Guo as human pigs!

"Yeah, human pig, don't hurry up to work, I can't keep up with the birthday feast of the leader, I will roast you guys!"

One of the slaves, holding a jar of wine in his hand, said cursingly that the named supervisor did not dare to be rebellious, and even accompanied a smiling face.

Seeing this situation, the Zhinu tribe laughed more presumptuously.

"The pigs from the Profound Kingdom are really eggless. They are women who are very energetic. Yesterday, I was still alive. I died two. How about we go to the next village tonight!"

As soon as this proposal came out, the Jinnu tribes sitting together let out a howling wolf.

Chen Fan's teeth were creaking, and his fists were clenched tightly together. Because of the force, the knuckles had turned white.

He wants to rush out now, kill everyone in one swoop, and behead all of them mercilessly, but he knows that it is not possible now.

First of all, Hatulu's cultivation is the fourth heaven of martial arts. Although Chen Fan has the power of a battle, it is impossible to win.

After all, there is too much difference in the cultivation base between the two.

Besides, there are twenty other sun slaves around Hatulu, as well as those "leaders."

When he appeared rashly, Chen Fan might not be able to accomplish anything, and even let himself go in, which he didn't want.

Seeing such a scene now, Chen Fan is even more convinced that he must live well and kill this group of aliens!

Frowning and choosing to temporarily return to Xuan Jing, Chen Fan chose to outsmart.

Since his own combat power can't kill Hatulu, then use poison!

Chen Fan would not have the slightest psychological burden on this kind of person with poison, but he was afraid that the poison was not strong enough to torture him to death!

Also, this time his speed must be fast, and he must return before dark, otherwise he is afraid that the surrounding villages will be brutally killed.