Chapter 17

The mountain path was rugged, so the hero was tragic, nearly stumbling several times while fleeing in a panic. The black spider, a few meters behind the hero, was driven mad by the old turtle in the hero's pocket. Although the old turtle seemed to be in a daze, when it came to matters of life and death, he would still act, shooting out small black pebbles whenever the hero was about to be caught.

The old turtle's vision had already become blurry, but the black spider was truly vast in her capacity. Her clothes, already torn to expose her shoulders and more, were completely exposed due to the excessive jostling during the chase, swinging wildly in the old turtle's line of sight. Even a blind person randomly shooting something out would easily hit the lychees on the tree...

The hero, tortured to the point of extreme excitement, roared, "Old Turtle, you're mighty! If you want to drink juice, shoot the lychee shells!"

The old turtle's chest tightened at these words.

The black spider felt she was about to go mad. Not only had the world-class treasure she was about to get her hands on been lost, but now she was being teased by a cheap woman and a thieving turtle. She couldn't help but roar in madness: "That cheap woman should be castrated and her ashes scattered, and that thieving turtle should be boiled in salt water after its shell is pried off."

Just as the hero was about to pull away from the mad girl behind him, the small gourd parasitizing in his body misbehaved, inopportune sucking a mouthful of the hero's essence blood. The pain made the hero, who was fleeing for his life, feel as if he had been struck by a million-volt lightning bolt, and he stumbled and fell in a daze.

Seeing this unwelcome guest about to harm the master, the jade slip also exerted its power. The jade slip immediately glowed, activating the array of countless patterns.

This was even more fatal. The kinetic energy of the activated array also came from the hero. Blood was seeping from his wounds, but in an instant, the blood was reabsorbed into his body, leaving him completely pale.

The hero instantly flew into a rage, howling, "What the hell!"

At this moment, the black spider, driven to a fury by the old turtle, arrived. Seeing the hero on the ground in such a state, she didn't hesitate and stomped on his chest. The hero could clearly hear the sound of his ribs breaking and piercing his lungs, but this pain was nothing compared to the torment inflicted by the two little devils.

This stomp didn't satisfy her, and the black spider crazily trampled the hero. The hero, who had no time to deal with this minor pain, remembered this girl and took the opportunity to remember this grudge.

After a series of trampling, the black spider still hadn't fully vented her anger. She angrily glared at the hero, pulled out two revolvers from the holster on the side of her thigh, and the hero, seeing the patterns on the two revolvers, felt he was in deep trouble.

These were two revolvers engraved with patterns: pattern-guided revolvers.

The patterns on the two revolvers were the flame pattern and the poison pattern.

The black spider, her face twisted with excitement, stared at the hero and said, "You were good at running just now, weren't you? I'll make you run!"

She fired both revolvers simultaneously, the bullets piercing the hero's calves, breaking the bones.

This almost cost the hero his life, and he was almost foaming at the mouth.

The two bullets, enhanced by the power of the patterns, unleashed their destructive force in the hero's legs, making it feel as if his legs were being roasted over a poisonous fire.

The black spider's hatred for the hero surpassed that for the old turtle, and in her satisfaction, she forgot about the old turtle who had hidden somewhere.

The hero was flipped by the two little devils fighting inside him, and the black spider wasn't much better off, having been severely injured by the endless skeleton soldiers in the burial ground.

As the hatred dissipated, she felt exhausted and sat on the hero. As soon as she sat down, she felt something pressing against her left thigh, and instantly felt as if a million-volt current had shot through her from bottom to top!

The black spider jumped up with a scream.

At this moment, the old turtle, already dizzy and disoriented, also felt something was wrong. The world before his eyes was dark, and he muttered, "What the hell, I'm really possessed! Why am I blind, I can't see anything."

The old turtle shook his head, and it felt as if something was on top of his head. This thing was quite elastic and seemed to have a wet, sticky substance seeping out. The old turtle licked his lips and tasted a hint of blood. Is blood this taste?

"The possession is severe, even my taste is off, what a pain..." the old turtle thought, feeling dizzy and disoriented.

At this moment, the hero was suffering greatly, shouting, "Old Turtle, if you get me killed, I'll dig up all the turtle eggs in the world and cook turtle soup!"

The black spider shuddered and went berserk, lifting the two revolvers and pressing them to the hero's head, saying, "If you dare to insult me like this, I'll kill you and flay you a thousand times, then light the sky with your body!"

The hero wanted to cry out in protest, but he couldn't betray his brother. If he sold out the turtle, it would surely be stewed into turtle soup.

Just as the black spider was about to pull the trigger, both the hero and the black spider sensed a terrifying aura locking onto them, aimed at the black spider.

They immediately realized that a powerful being, beyond the level of awakened abilities, had arrived.

The hero was excited: "My savior has finally come!"

Just as the hero was overjoyed, he heard Lvying's voice, cold and stern, "I don't care who you are, if you have the guts, kill him! Otherwise, drop the gun and surrender!"

This savior's opening words were too powerful, and the hero instantly broke out in a cold sweat.

The black spider knew she couldn't kill the despicable man beneath her today. With a cry of humiliation, she leaped up and quickly escaped from Lvying's sight.

Lvying could have killed the black spider as she fled, but from the killer's cry of humiliation, she seemed to sense some unspeakable story between the two, and subconsciously felt a strange anger toward the hero.

Seeing the intimate situation between the two, as an 18-year-old adult woman, she couldn't think of it in a pure way.

Everyone watching this on the satellite surveillance video had the same feeling: to make a killer retreat in humiliation, there must have been some unknown story between them. This guy is really deep and strong!

In fact, the hero wanted to cry out to the sky: "I didn't do it! I'm innocent! My lifelong reputation!"

Then someone noticed something was wrong. The guy was like being thrown into a thunderstorm, his body convulsing and rolling uncontrollably!

The old woman beside Grandpa Hua, sensing the hero's state from a distance, couldn't bear to see him suffer any longer. The shoe on her foot glowed with a pattern, and a blue pattern appeared beneath her feet. She stepped out of the helicopter and in one step was beside the hero.