No way!
It couldn't go on like this!
The only way was to leave the dense forest and go to an open area. When there was nothing to hide behind, he wanted to see how the enemy would attack!
In this regard, Jiang Pengji could clearly tell the enemy that those who deserved to die would still die. It had little to do with where they died.
It was not easy to escape from the dense forest. Originally, he had brought 20 followers with him, but now there were only two left.
The closer they got to the exit of the dense forest, the more frequently Jiang Pengji shot.
Seeing that they had escaped, any normal person would feel relaxed. It was also the best opportunity to attack.
However, when the leader brought the remaining two survivors to the place where they had rested, what they saw were four bodies lying in a pool of blood! The leader's eyes were wide open, and his fierce look scared the two followers who followed him.
The only survivor was the follower who had gone to fetch water and was lucky enough to survive.
Why?
Of the five people who stayed, four were dead, and only this one was alive?
Of the three people who went to fetch water, two were dead, and only this one was alive?
The anger in the leader's heart could no longer be suppressed. He strode forward and grabbed the follower's collar.
"Tell me, did you kill them? Tell me, are you a spy for those villains? Did you deliberately lure us there? "
The leader glared at the follower, who had been scared to the point of delirium. His face was smeared with sticky blood.
The audience in the streaming room was speechless.
Wait, what kind of weird development was this?
Why did they suddenly have internal strife?
No, internal strife was internal strife. Why did they suspect that the unlucky guy who had been scared twice by the streamer was the murderer?
Fengzhi Liaoyuan: "Hahaha, I feel sorry for him. First, he was scared twice by the streamer, and now he's suspected to be the murderer."
Shuang Xiyang: "Sorry, really very sorry. No, I laughed so hard that my stomach hurts. Did the leader become a stick? "
Laosiji Lianmeng: "I bet a spicy stick. This is definitely an Easter egg left by the streamer on purpose to test their intelligence."
It was no wonder that the viewers in the live streaming channel were so happy. This turn of events had shocked everyone.
The followers around the leader were all brought here by himself. He knew everyone's background, so it was impossible for there to be a spy.
Of course, it was also possible under extreme circumstances.
Some viewers in the livestream room were mocking him, but naturally, there were also people who had different opinions.
Chestnut Is Delicious: "Am I the only one who thinks the leader's reaction is normal?" After being scared by the streamer so many times, and seeing the people around him die one after another, the psychological pressure was unimaginable. Under such circumstances, it was impossible to maintain a normal level of thinking, and they would definitely subconsciously suspect the most suspicious person. Who was the most suspicious person at the moment? It must be the survivor.
Putting himself in their shoes, if he was one of the members of the team, facing a completely clueless enemy, and every time the enemy attacked, one member of the team would definitely die, and no one would know if he or she would be the next target …
The fear of death lingered in one's heart. The Grim Reaper's footsteps were hot on one's heels. Even a person with a strong mental defense would collapse in an instant under such a dense frequency of attacks. However, from God's perspective, the leader's judgment was indeed laughable.
At this time, the audience in the live broadcast room was silent, and then they agreed to speak. Not to mention anything else, they just said that the host had too much bad taste.
Jiang Pengji smiled. Her bad taste was yet to come.
"Tell me, did you kill them? Tell me … "
The leader grabbed the other's collar and roared as he questioned.
At the same time, Jiang Pengji steadily raised the bow, drew an arrow, and aimed at the target.
Swoosh —
In the next moment, blood burst out and covered his face. His neck seemed to be strangled by an invisible hand, and it forcibly stopped him from speaking.
"That's bad taste."
Jiang Pengji snorted coldly, and another wave of 666 flew by in the live broadcast room.
My host, you're amazing!
Jiang Pengji was too lazy to struggle with the last few shrimps. She raised her hand, put her finger to her lips, and whistled.
The horse neighed, and the sound of hooves came from afar. A vigorous white figure galloped out of the dense forest.
The other horses seemed to be summoned, and they all ran toward the white horse. The scene was chaotic.
"Game over!"
Jiang Pengji drew her bow for the last time, and killed two birds with one stone. She took the lives of the two people beside the leader.
She had said that one messenger was enough!
"Let's go! Pack up and go home! "
The white horse galloped toward her. Jiang Pengji smiled, ran two steps forward, and jumped on the horse's back.
The pure-blooded warhorse of the Northern Borderline was indeed worthy of its reputation!
Only then did the leader see who had ambushed them. Just as he was about to draw his bow and shoot an arrow, the horse galloped wildly, kicking up a cloud of dust and blocking his line of sight. All he could see was the buttocks of the horse and the small figure that had already become a small dot in the distance …
"Hmph!"
The leader was so angry that he threw the bow and arrow in his hand to the ground.
None of the 27 followers around him survived!
"Who … is it? That's … too much!"
The leader spat out these words through gritted teeth, and a smell of iron spread in his mouth.
The only thing he could be thankful for was that his horse had a good relationship with him, and it was not affected by the white horse.
Otherwise, he would have to walk to the next station with an empty stomach.
"In the future … I will take revenge!"
Jiang Pengji did not care whether he wanted to take revenge or not. Hehe, even his life was deliberately spared.
If it were not for the messenger, he would have died and gone to hell to show off his arrogance to the King of Hell.
Jiang Pengji hung up the bow and put the quiver back. She leisurely sat on the horse's back and let the white horse walk around as it pleased. She led a group of "brothers" to look for food. The horses were intimidated by the white horse's imposing manner, so they all became obedient.
"It seems that you are the king of horses." Jiang Pengji saw that and patted the horse's neck with a smile. The horse responded with a loud snort. Its beautiful and smooth mane swayed slightly with its movements, brushing against her wrist and making her feel a little itchy.
"What a proud little girl."
Yes, it was a mare, but it was more hot-tempered than any stallion. It liked to kick its hooves at the slightest provocation.
Jiang Pengji carefully counted the number of horses. There were exactly 27 of them.
Host V: "This is a big win. It seems that robbing the enemy to help me is good for my health."
What do you mean by robbing the enemy to help me?
Host, your worldview has fallen to the ground. Do you want to bend down and pick it up? "
The viewers in the streaming room said that they had lived for a long time, but they liked Jiang Pengji's carefree and unrestrained behavior.
So … their worldview had been led astray by the host?
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