Chapter 322 The General Is So Willful

That roar sounded less like a threat and more like bluff.

It should have heard He Lingchuan and others chasing after him, but it didn't even give them a look.

What's opposite it?

He Lingchuan only blinked once when he saw a sandy-yellow figure passing by.

Is it the mountain marsh at the entrance of Chifeng Town? It has also come in?

The sand leopard pounced on the side of the Jindu cub, lowered its head and bit its ankles. Apparently it saw that its bones were hard and it didn't want to damage its teeth.

Compared to its untalented offspring, its speed was astonishingly fast, even the Jindu cub was caught in the act and staggered by it.

Just as the Jindu cub was about to give it an explosive punch with a fist full of spikes, He Lingchuan threw the Fusheng knife.

Previously on the dead end road, the place was too narrow and it was difficult to swing the knife. This time the distance between the two sides was moderate, and the characteristic of "hitting with one throw" finally came in handy.

The monster turned its head to avoid the blow, and the Fusheng knife turned around brilliantly, cutting a bloody gash on its breastplate.

As soon as He Lingchuan took the knife in his hand, he saw a fire shadow passing in front of him, incredibly fast and carrying a burning aura. It stabbed directly into the chest of the Jindu cub, then flew it a foot away and nailed it to the rock wall!

Only then did everyone see clearly that this was an ordinary standard long gun, but the whole gun was steaming with flames, and it was light blue and almost white in color, which showed how high the temperature was.

The wounds of the Jindu cub were instantly burned black, giving off bursts of burnt odor. It screamed loudly and wanted to pull out its mother and eat a few more bites to regain its strength, but the sand leopard had just taken the opportunity to snatch the woman from its back and slipped away in the opposite direction.

The cub wanted to pull out the spear, but as soon as his claws touched the gun body, it was burned by the high temperature, and white smoke emitted, making him unable to use any force.

At this time, the sound of rapid footsteps came from the front again, there were six or seven people.

Finally seeing the reinforcements they had been waiting for for a long time, the patrolmen were happy, but He Lingchuan was stunned.

A dark red figure walked in front of him and looked at the monster ten feet in front of it.

Is that...is that what it is?

A cold voice sounded from the bottom of everyone's heart: "Send a kid to cause trouble in my city, Baisha Jindu, what do you want?"

The monster pinned to the wall just struggled and roared, not seeming to reply.

The Red General waited patiently for more than ten seconds, but when he saw that it was not going to explain, he said: "Okay. No matter who orders it, the one who will die will be your heir."

The Jindu cub suddenly roared, its body changed, and it became stronger. It even had two more arms growing out of its back, and its face looked more human.

This is close to the appearance of an adult body, but this mutation seems to be catalyzed, distorted and unnatural.

It opened its mouth and was about to speak when it saw a flash of cold light, filling the room with light.

The red general clapped his hands: "I'm not interested in listening anymore."

Others: "..." The general is very willful.

Then, half of the Jindu cub's head fell off and rolled in a circle, with a very smooth cut.

He Lingchuan was stunned when he saw it. Did General Red draw his sword just now?

There wasn't even a sound.

Everyone let out a long breath.

This monster was so difficult to deal with before and could be called an unkillable Xiaoqiang, but he was killed so mediocrely by the Red General. Sure enough, after the binding between the underground palace and monsters was released, the difficulty of conquering the Jindu cubs plummeted.

The crisis was over, and all three of them felt pain and exhaustion welling up at the same time, almost unable to stand.

The red general took out his knife, picked out an oval-shaped object from the monster's head and put it away, then turned to them all and said: "Well done. If we wait for the tormentor to build a stable underground palace, there is no point in destroying this nest. so easy."

Is this easy? Three teams of twenty-six people went in, but only six or seven survived, and all of them were injured.

But everyone has also heard a new term, food abuser.

The red general seemed to have heard everyone's slander, and rarely explained: "Jindu mother has many babies in one litter, but there is only a very small chance of giving birth to an eater. Within ten days after the birth of this monster, the more people it eats, the greater its power and supernatural powers." The stronger it is, and it can use the host's body to build a nest, called a flesh and blood fortress. Fortunately, we discovered it early, and it builds its nest in a sparsely populated place and doesn't eat many people."

"In ancient times, there was a tormentor who devoured hundreds of thousands of creatures throughout the city and gained the ability to temporarily compete with true immortals. The flesh-and-blood fortress it built could not even defeat the magical weapons of ordinary immortals." He paused for a moment. , "This predator was killed by us, which was a huge loss to Jindu's mother."

General Red looked at the three of them and said, "Are there any survivors in the mine?"

He Lingchuan opened his mouth to answer, but the thin man and others limped out from the rear passage, shouting: "We need assistance here!"

He was carrying the unconscious Duan Xinyu on his back, while the last person in Xu Chun's team was carrying the wounded man with damaged eyes.

This wounded man was also lucky to have survived the battle on Dead End Road safely. Presumably the tormentor decided that he was no threat and could keep him until the end as a midnight snack.

Two guards behind General Red immediately rushed forward to take over.

Soon, someone else came in with a makeshift stretcher from outside the mine and carried out the two wounded people who had received first aid.

As for the unconscious woman, the guards asked General Red for instructions. The latter took one look and said, "Carry her back to Qianfeng Town."

The thin man wanted to speak but stopped talking.

He stood behind He Lingchuan. No one else noticed, but the red general turned to look at him: "But it doesn't matter."

The thin man was slightly startled and hesitated before saying, "General, there seems to be something going on deep in the mine."

"you say."

"When I dug Duan Xinyu out, I found an arc-shaped pit on the rock wall. When I walked out, I paid more attention and found that there were large and small pits like this in the southwest mining area." He licked his lips, "I have been digging gold in the Xilin Mine for two years. The pits here are very similar to the traces of gold mining left by the 'burning and blasting method'."

This mine also produces gold?

The burning and blasting method is one of the most commonly used methods for gold mining. Fire is used to burn stones. When the temperature reaches a high point, water is quickly poured out, and then a pick is used to knock and chisel. It is easy to chisel through the hard rock to get gold.

General Hong seemed to be stunned for a moment, and nodded after a few breaths: "No wonder. Okay, you will be credited for this merit."

As soon as he made a decision here, the messenger beside him immediately recorded it.

The thin man coughed lightly: "Can this be regarded as an anonymous report?"

General Hong seemed to be easy to talk to: "Yes."

Next, everyone followed General Hong out of the mine. At this time, the mountain road had been cleared and the carriages and horses were waiting outside.

On the way back, everyone else was one horse behind General Hong.

This person naturally has a cold aura that keeps strangers away. When facing him, even the fearless willow branches lowered their heads and dared not say much, for fear of getting too close and getting frostbitten.

Only He Lingchuan drove his horse two steps forward to keep pace with him and expressed his doubts:

"General, why didn't you let the cruel eater speak just now?"

After dreaming of entering Panlong City for more than half a year, he finally saw the true face of this god of war in the army.

It was a "she".

She was about twenty-six or twenty-seven years old, with long eyebrows and phoenix eyes, a perky nose and plump lips. Her facial features were built according to the standard of "three parts and five eyes". She was perfect like a banished immortal from a painting, and like a porcelain sculpture made by a skilled craftsman with great effort.

Beautiful, delicate, and without a trace of human taste.

Her brown eyes were cold and ruthless, and the look she gave her was as strong as a frost blade and a wind sword. She glanced at He Lingchuan, and the latter felt a tremor in his heart and subconsciously looked away.

This was a powerful pressure from a superior, which made people have no courage to look at her.

He Lingchuan had expected that General Hong might be a woman.

But he thought that the person he saw would be Zhong Shengguang's daughter Zhong Wuhan.

However, judging from her age, Zhong Wuhan was at most a girl of fifteen or sixteen at this time, and she was at least ten years older than the one in front of him in terms of appearance.

More importantly, He Lingchuan had actually seen this face.

In the Mitian Temple in the Panlong Dreamland, the huge statue that accepted the offerings of the people was somewhat similar to her.

So what he saw now was the human form of the Mitian Goddess?

"The cruel eater has limited intelligence. The one I want to talk to is the Jindu Mother behind it." General Hong replied, "It hesitated for a long time without replying, which shows that Jindu Mother cannot make decisions on its own. Later, it will open its mouth again, that is, the real manipulator is coming."

This is a bit confusing, and He Lingchuan guessed it for a while before barely understanding it. General Hong meant that Jindu Mother was also instructed by someone?

Well, he seemed to have said that just now.

"You don't want to talk to the real manipulator?"

"I know what they want to say, there is no need for dialogue." General Hong said coldly, "Just know that Jindu Mother is also manipulated."

He Lingchuan pondered.

General Hong's words are not difficult to understand literally, but the meaning is obscure. After all, He Lingchuan has too little information to analyze. But Dong Rui did say that Jindu Mother's rank among the gods is not high. People are divided into different levels, let alone gods.

"He Lingchuan, what else do you want?"

He was stunned: "Do you recognize me?"

"I recognize every soldier in Panlong City."

Others say this is arrogant, but it's different when it comes from General Hong's mouth.

She represents the gods, and if she says she recognizes her, then she recognizes her.

General Hong even added a sentence: "You performed well."

Huh? Is this an affirmation from Panlong City? He Lingchuan said a few words of humility, but General Hong didn't say anything polite to him. He just took something out of his arms and handed it to him:

"This trophy belongs to you."

He Lingchuan took it and looked at it. Isn't this the cocoon pupa that he used to eat? From the color to the pattern, it is similar, brown-red, and the surface spiral is very beautiful. I want to break it open when I hold it in my hand.

Fried in the oil pan, it is crispy and can be eaten with wine.

No, this seems to be something that General Hong took out from the brain of the sadist before!

"What is this?"

"The brain core of the sadist." General Hong talked freely, "There is still a little power left in it, you can use your true power to stimulate it. It can let you simulate the talent of the sadist and temporarily build a flesh and blood fortress."

Awesome! He Lingchuan was overjoyed: "Can I also have the bunker skill?"

The flesh and blood fortress is the signature skill of the youngest of the Jindu cubs. With this home advantage alone, many patrol guards were tortured to death.