The dozen or so men with knives ran wildly all the way, even faster than when they snatched the treasure and went back to announce the good news.
It can be said that he has used his life's potential, and he can't wait to turn into a gust of wind and float away.
?While running, you must pay attention to the movement behind you, to see if the big killer is deliberately playing tricks on them, and after letting them go, catch up and "hunt".
It is said that there are such abnormalities among the nobles.
The slaves who were raised were deliberately "released" in the hunting grounds, and then there was a competition who shot and killed more slaves.
What if, this one too?
They didn't dare to gamble with their lives.
Even if it is death, most of the people have to be left to run back to the village to report!
Otherwise, if you leave such a killer in the mountains, if you find it in the stockade, it will be really bad luck.
They didn't breathe a sigh of relief until they ran to the edge of a mountain stream.
There was no movement behind.
"It seems really didn't come after him?" Someone said panting.
"Huh! It seems that the man is quite trustworthy." The other person also breathed a sigh of relief.
On everyone's face, there was a look of rejoicing that they had escaped from death.
"It's fine if you don't come after us. Our village is set up in a remote place, and we can't find it if there is no one to lead the way." The half-bald man who was the leader before wiped off his sweat. Don't go down the mountain to work. Don't get the new goods, but have their heads chopped off instead."
As he spoke, he touched his forehead in horror.
Others couldn't help but look at the brother's head.
It's really such a bright brain!
Everyone looked away and looked away.
Fortunately, they were not the ones who ran at the forefront.
More than a dozen people rested here for a while, and after making sure that there was really no movement behind them and that they would not be taken back, they finally moved on.
The mountain streams are not close to each other, and it is impossible to jump directly over them.
Otherwise, it is estimated that I will fall to pieces.
This group of people obviously didn't intend to jump over.
Putting their fingers to their lips, they let out a scream similar to the sound of birdsong towards the other side of the mountain stream.
After a while, the same voice came from the opposite side.
If I hadn't seen it with my own eyes, I'm afraid at most I would have thought it was two birds in the jungle.
It didn't take long before I saw a bracket-like thing slowly tilting down from there, making a toothache sound of "creaking".
"Clap."
Just in time, the plank is set on the land at this end, and the length is just right.
Actually, between these mountain streams, a bridge in the air was directly built using such technology!
Moreover, after one of his own people passes, it will be put away again, and others have no choice but to think about it.
Yu Miao, who was quietly hiding aside, told Meng Ji not to make a sound, while looking there, secretly admiring in her heart.
Really worthy of being a human being who is good at using tools.
Although this era lacks all kinds of modern technology, it is really admirable that they can still create such a project with simple manpower.
Even if this is just a group of bandits.
Even Yu Miao was amazed, let alone Meng Ji.
At this moment, her eyes were wide open. She never thought that the group of bandits who thought they were vicious at first, but then thought they had weird brains, would have such abilities?
Even if the people who created such a mechanism were not the dozen or so bandits themselves, it would be shocking.
More importantly, how will she and the young master get there later? (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com