General of the Heavens

"Idiot, shoot me!"

Ning Chen was fleeing for his life under the six-winged centipede when Luo Laowai, who was far away, suddenly ordered the pistol battalion soldiers to open fire.

A volley of bullets whistled through the air.

Ning Chen felt his scalp tingle. This bastard actually let someone fire under these circumstances. Wasn't he afraid of accidentally hurting himself?

Was it unintentional or intentional?

In a split second, Ning Chen leaned more towards the latter. If it were Partridge Whistle being chased, Luo Laowai would never dare to fire a shot.

Hua Ling and the old foreigner, those two mountain-moving Taoists, will not let him go, but Ning Chen is different. Although he is a general of the tomb raiding sect, he has no power.

Even if Ning Chen was truly "accidentally killed," Luo Laowai believed that Chen Yulou and Partridge Whistle wouldn't break ties with him.

Perhaps that's the source of his confidence.

Unfortunately, he underestimated the friendship between Ning Chen and Chen Yulou.

"Luo Laowai, are you out of your mind? Let me tell you, if Brother Ning dies, you and your men get out of Ping Mountain! You won't be taking a single treasure from here. If you don't believe me, just wait and see if I, Chen Yulou, have the ability!"

Luo Laowai was a warlord supported by Chen Yulou, and Chen Yulou had the power to make Luo Laowai suffer. At worst, he could just replace him with a new warlord!

Partridge Whistle also remained indifferent, but unlike Partridge Whistle, he didn't say a word and immediately filled the mirror box with bullets, ready to pounce.

Old Luo, his face contorted with misery, looked utterly aggrieved. "Manager Chen, I was only trying to save Brother Ning! I have no grudge against him, how could I possibly harm him?"

"You clearly intend to kill him!"

Partridge Whistle said coldly, which startled Luo Laowai so much that he almost fell to the ground, because Partridge Whistle's gun was already pointed at his head.

"Injustice! Injustice! I'm being wronged like Dou E! Gentlemen, if I, Lao Luo, wanted to kill Brother Ning, may my sons be born without an anus and my daughters without their...things, and may they die a horrible death in Ping Mountain!"

Most people who engage in tomb raiding don't easily make oaths, because who knows if the little ghosts in the tomb will make things difficult for them?

As Luo Laowai spoke, he almost shed tears. Chen Yulou hesitated, "Could it be that Luo Laowai really didn't have any ulterior motives?"

Partridge Whistle ultimately did not fire.

The pistol battalion only fired one volley of shots and then stopped. Partridge Whistle didn't want to make things difficult for Luo Laowai any longer, so he started to think of a way to rescue Ning Chen.

The Angry Sun Chicken was unreliable, and the Six-Winged Centipede was injured, so it wasn't much better off, losing a large patch of its colorful feathers.

He was lying on the side, panting heavily.

The six-winged centipede was already severely injured after being shot twice by Partridge Whistle, and now it was chasing Ning Chen with only a strong obsession.

This obsession stems from spiritual energy.

It was Ning Chen who infused the Angry Sun Chicken with spiritual energy, which is why the Six-Winged Centipede noticed it. Spiritual energy has a fatal attraction for it!

It couldn't resist!

Ning Chen activated his Golden Eyes, and spiritual energy spread throughout his body, making his movements and reactions even better than before. However, the six-winged centipede was right in front of him, and he couldn't escape.

"Hmph! Since we can't escape, let's fight!" Ning Chen moved like a rabbit, a military knife suddenly appearing in his hand. He chopped down on the six-winged centipede's head without hesitation.

"Waaaah~"

The six-winged centipede let out a piercing scream. Ning Chen's knife almost sliced ​​open half of its head, but fortunately its shell was hard enough.

If it were Partridge Whistle who were to perform this strike, the six-winged centipede's head would likely be split in two.

Ning Chen instantly withdrew. Fight if you can win, run if you can't. This is the ultimate strategic tactic left by a great man, and Ning Chen has mastered its essence.

However, ideals are often grand, while reality is often harsh.

The six-winged centipede was severely injured once again, its huge body, which was three or four meters long, rolled around and broke many rafters.

The Wuliang Hall inside the underground palace is actually a beam-less hall, without a single load-bearing crossbeam, and is supported entirely by numerous rafters.

It was originally very sturdy, but after being repeatedly struck by the six-winged centipede, it finally became precarious, the tiles on the main hall began to fall off, and finally collapsed with a crash.

Ning Chen was running, and just when he was about to escape his predicament, he was suddenly buried by falling tiles and planks with a loud crash.

"Third brother!" Partridge Whistle exclaimed in surprise!

Everything happened so suddenly that no one could react in time. Partridge Whistle ran angrily to save Ning Chen, but was intercepted by the six-winged centipede.

It never expected that Ning Chen would be so unlucky as to be buried. Relying on its numerous legs, the six-winged centipede quickly pulled Ning Chen out and then ran away.

"You beast, put down my third brother!"

Partridge Whistle was extremely anxious and ran as fast as he could, almost catching up with the six-winged centipede, when a large piece of tile and wooden plank fell from the main hall, stopping him in his tracks.

The six-winged centipede led Ning Chen straight into a deep well inside the main hall. Immediately afterwards, a large pile of wooden planks and bricks fell from the hall to block the well opening.

With so much sand, gravel, planks, and tiles blocking the well opening, it would take several hours even if a group of Unloading Ridge Warriors wanted to dig it out.

But Ning Chen doesn't have the time!

"Third Brother!" Chen Yulou cried out in anguish. "What are you standing there for? Dig! Third Brother is highly skilled; he'll be alright!"

Partridge Whistle remained silent. It was all too late. Now, it was up to Ning Chen's own fate. Whether he lived or died depended on how skillful he was.

"Holy crap, where am I?"

Inside the well, it was gloomy and terrifying, without a single ray of light. Ning Chen almost had his excrement shaken out, as the six-winged centipede grabbed him with its two forelegs.

The parade made his head ache.

He had just woken up, but he wasn't struggling.

Activating his Golden Eyes, Ning Chen spread spiritual energy throughout his body, causing the boundless darkness to vanish, and he took in everything.

The six-winged centipede kept crawling downwards. Finally, taking advantage of the centipede's inattention, Ning Chen struck again, this time with a military knife in his hand. He unleashed his power and slashed fiercely at the six-winged centipede.

This is the benefit of having system space.

The six-winged centipede was in pain and could no longer care about Ning Chen. Ning Chen's body was falling, and in his haste, he grabbed the groove in the wall with his hands. The ensuing pain almost killed Ning Chen.

Ning Chen had just woken up and didn't know where he was. He endured the pain and looked around before realizing that he was hanging on the wall of a huge well.

"Could this be the Dan Well? But in the original story, wasn't it Partridge Whistle who fell down?!" Ning Chen was so angry he almost vomited blood.

It seems I've shielded someone from disaster.

"Sigh, I wonder if they'll even come to rescue them. If they just give up, what's the point of our sworn brotherhood?"

Ning Chen felt somewhat uncertain.

Fortunately, there was someone even worse off than him. The six-winged centipede finally lost control of its massive body and plunged into the abyss.

A few seconds later, Ning Chen heard a loud bang. He looked down but couldn't see the bottom, though the six-winged centipede was probably dead.

"Phew, finally dead!"

Ning Chen smiled. Sometimes you have to admit that your happiness is always built on the suffering of others.

It's not authentic, but it's really delicious...