Mi Zhen looked at Li Xuan as if he was seeing a ghost, and the young miners behind him were even more frightened.
Li Xuan slowly took off the rusty musket from his waist, raised his hand, and put the muzzle of the gun on Mi Zhen's head.
Big beads of sweat fell from Mi Zhen's forehead. Apart from the sound of heavy breathing, the only sound in the mine was the sound of his heartbeat that was getting faster and faster.
Although he was sweating like rain, Mi Zhen still looked directly at Li Xuan, and even started to provoke him.
"Shoot, smash my head and give it to your master. Maybe they will reward you with a bite of food."
Li Xuan smiled, but it was not a devilish smile that foreshadowed massacre.
He gently pulled the trigger with his finger and said with a smile: "Since you want to die, I will make it happen for you."
Seeing the movements of Li Xuan's fingers, Mi Zhen couldn't help but close his eyes no matter how brave he was.
"Pap", there was a soft sound in the ear, but there was no smell of gunpowder explosion, no deafening sound, and no tragic scene of a bullet piercing the head, only Li Xuan's mocking smile.
"There's no bullet in the chamber."
Li Xuan said with a smile.
Mi Zhen's legs were shaking, and his self-righteous courage was shattered at the moment of the gunshot. The "dog leg" in front of him was like a demon. Although he didn't actually kill him, it still made him feel the terror of death.
"You...who are you?"
Mi Zhen asked tremblingly.
Li Xuan was too lazy to pay attention to him, threw away the musket in his hand, turned around and walked out, saying as he walked: "If you still want to survive, just leave here quickly..." Looking at Li Xuan's retreating back, many
The miners gathered around and asked Mi Zhen all kinds of questions.
"Brother Mi Zhen, what should we do?"
"That guy won't inform the barbarians, right?"
Mi Zhen was stunned for a while, then suddenly gritted his teeth and said, "Let's go to the ground.
I have a hunch that that guy can take us out of here!"
Under the surprised gazes of the young miners, Mi Zhen picked up a mining pickaxe and followed Li Xuan's footsteps into the depths of the endless darkness.
The stunned miners looked at each other, and finally someone took a step to follow. So more and more miners used shovels and miner's picks as weapons. Everyone filed forward without saying a word, heading in the direction directed by fate.
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At this moment, in the largest iron room on the ground, Ma Da, Chen Xuan and a group of barbarians were surrounding a piece of ore that had just been dug out of the soil, making a sound of praise.
"This is really the largest black iron soul I have ever seen."
Although Chen Xuan was well-informed, the watermelon-sized soul in front of him was something he had never seen before.
Ma Da smiled from ear to ear. Of course he knew the value of such a big black iron soul.
If measured in gold ingots, there must be a long series of zeros.
The eyes of the other barbarians also shone with greed. Although they were just minions, as long as they could get a tiny bit of profit, it would be enough for them to live happily and find beautiful women for the rest of their lives.
"Master, I have troubled you to smelt this soul. Please make it into a whole piece so that you can sell it at the best price."
Ma Da said excitedly.
"Don't worry, I will try my best."
Chen Xuan caressed the surface of the soul lovingly and brushed off the dirt on it one by one.
Just when everyone was dreaming about countless gold ingots flying towards them with wings, a barbarian asked Ma Da at an inappropriate time: "Boss, what about the miners underground, do you want them to come up?"
"The sun hasn't set yet, why do you want them to come up?"
Ma Da was still in a state of excitement and did not understand what his subordinates meant.
"Boss, have you forgotten that... that curse?"
The barbarian stammered.
In an instant, the atmosphere in the room dropped to freezing point, and it was so silent that you could clearly hear the sound of a pin dropping to the ground.
Ma Da's face turned livid, then turned from green to purple. He waved his hand and slapped the subordinate, and cursed in his hand: "You idiot, you actually mentioned such an unlucky thing!"
Before his palm fell, there was a "squeak" sound, and the door of the iron house was pushed open, and a gloomy wind blew in and circled around everyone's necks.
Motor's hand stopped in the air and did not fall.
His scalp was numb, as if an invisible man was holding a knife and was about to slowly pierce his heart.
"who!"
Motor jumped up, and suddenly jumped to the wall, pressing his fat back tightly against the wall, with chills all over his body, he stared at the empty place in front of him vigilantly and roared.
Of course there would be no response, only a dark wind blowing in the middle of the room, making people shudder.
The barbarians also noticed that something was wrong, and they became vigilant one by one. Some people rushed to the door and looked outside, but found nothing.
"Boss, there's no one outside."
The barbarians who did not know the truth reported.
Ma Da still felt very scared. He was once an outstanding monk. Although he had not fought in person for many years, the habit of vigilance was deeply rooted in his body and never left him.
Chen Xuan also looked around alertly, and touched the musket on his waist with his palm. His beast-like intuition told him that the danger was approaching little by little.
"Boss, what's wrong with you?"
Several barbarians who still didn't understand what happened asked in confusion.
Ma Da's nose, eyes and mouth were tangled together, and he shouted ferociously: "Bring me the dog in, and gather everyone!"
Seeing that the barbarians under his command were still confused, Motor roared: "Hurry up!"
As soon as he finished speaking, he suddenly felt a strong gust of wind hitting his face.
The fat and thick motor turned out to be very flexible. He turned suddenly to the side, and there was a "bang" sound. Powder flew on the wall beside his face, and a hole was opened in the wall by an invisible force.
"Dry!"
Ma Da cursed, but did not run away. Instead, he shouted, "Close the door and let me see what kind of sneaky thing it is!"
"Bang", there was another sound, the motor evaded quickly enough, and another hole opened in the wall.
"Damn, what the hell is this weird thing!"
The barbarians became confused. They hurriedly picked up weapons, but they didn't know who to fight.
Some barbarians hid by the wall in fear, looking at the empty house at a loss.
Some barbarians were braver and shouted loudly: "Whoever he is, he will be dead if he dares to offend us."
Before he finished speaking, the barbarian was in bad luck. A bloody arrow popped out from his head and he immediately fell down.
"Bang bang bang!"
I don't know who fired the gun. The steel bullet hit the wall and splashed. The bullet bounced up and hit a barbarian on the thigh, causing blood to flow profusely.
"Don't shoot randomly!"
The motor roared, and his face was covered with sweat, but his fat body was like a flexible civet cat, able to bounce away at any time to avoid dangerous attacks.