Jiang Pengji stopped in her tracks and suddenly tilted her head to look at him. She said, "The path I say is the one."
The guard was dumbfounded. He wondered if his Langjun had a bad sense of direction and was too shy to let others know about it.
"What are you waiting for? Follow me."
Jiang Pengji snorted softly and looked askance at him. Her eyes were misty, and she looked strangely proud.
Of course, these troops did not understand what it meant to be tsundere, but Jiang Pengji's awkward reaction did touch some people's cuteness.
"Yes!"
The guard responded in a loud voice and followed Jiang Pengji's footsteps closely.
The audience in the live broadcast room suddenly reacted, and a guess spread in their hearts. Could it be that the host had changed his mind?
Nongfu Shanquan Youdianxuan: "Streamer, although it's a virtue to stand up for injustice, you should still act within your means." Compared to a complete stranger, I still think that the safety of the host is more important. Even if you don't do anything, you are not in the wrong.
Bingtang Lemon: "+ 1. Streamer, you don't have to change your behavior because of other people's opinions. You only have so few people with you. If you meet a group of bandits, not only will you not be able to save them, but you will also get yourself killed. That's not worth it."
There was a cost involved in saving people. Jiang Pengji and her group had only come out to look for water. They did not bring any lethal weapons.
There were not many of them and their weapons were not good. If the number of bandits far exceeded Jiang Pengji's, wouldn't it be like sending a lamb into a tiger's den?
You Yida: "Tsk, there are so many people who are being held hostage by morality." If the host didn't save them, it meant that he wasn't kind and benevolent? If she was in danger because she tried to save someone, would you keyboard warriors climb through the screen to save her? Host, you must be careful.
The viewers in the livestream were very conflicted, and their stance was not firm.
Jiang Pengji clearly remembered that there was an ID who angrily scolded her for being cold-blooded. However, when she did something that seemed to be an omen of saving someone, the ID followed the crowd and angrily scolded those who were suspected of moral kidnapping, completely forgetting the contents of the bullet screen that he had previously posted.
She sneered coldly in her heart. No matter how noisy the bullet screen was, she ignored it.
Laosiji Lianmeng: "What are you arguing about? Is this the first time you've seen the host's personality of not getting up early without benefits?
Compared to those fence-sitters, the truly loyal audience members were more rational and maintained their stance.
They might not watch the livestream every day, but they could truly understand Jiang Pengji's character.
Is she the kind of person who gets carried away by emotions and acts impulsively?
Obviously, she wasn't.
Although she didn't know why she changed her mind at the last minute, there was one thing she was sure of. Her reason for saving people had nothing to do with the comments of the audience.
If Jiang Pengji was the kind of streamer who could be easily persuaded by the audience, she would not be worth the attention of so many die-hard viewers.
According to Laosiji Lianmeng's thoughts, perhaps the reason why she saved him was just because — —
The benefits of saving people were far greater than just standing idly by.
Yes, Jiang Pengji was that realistic.
"You guys keep up, I'll go first."
Jiang Pengji nimbly shook off the guards behind her with a few leaps. She stepped on a few boulders beside the waterfall and leaped up.
The guards were dumbfounded. Could this be the legendary … leaping onto roofs and vaulting over walls?
One of them even wanted to imitate Jiang Pengji's movements, but as soon as his right foot stepped on the first boulder, he suddenly slipped and fell forward, causing him to fall hard. There was a tearing sound in his ears, and his clothes were torn.
At that moment, the guards found that the boulders beside the waterfall had become wet and slippery because of the splashing water.
They couldn't even stand steadily in straw sandals, let alone Jiang Pengji who was only wearing a pair of wooden clogs.
So … how did Langjun get up?
"What are you waiting for? Hurry up and catch up. If anything happens to Langjun, you don't want to live anymore!"
At that moment, a guard's reprimand pulled them back from the shock.
All of them used to be bandits, but after days of intense training and Xu Ke's tireless brainwashing, they had already curbed their savagery. Not only were they loyal to Jiang Pengji, but they also behaved with a sense of righteousness that only a regular army could have. Their mental outlook was completely new.
Jiang Pengji was good at martial arts, so she could easily climb up. They were a little stupid, but they could also find their own way.
"Ma … Ma 'am … You go first. Maybe you can survive by jumping into the pool … Listen to me … Go!"
There was a pool under the waterfall, and it wasn't very high. Ma 'am was a good swimmer, so she could survive by jumping into the pool.
Cheng Cheng panted heavily. As he spoke, his wounds, big and small, were affected, and fresh blood kept gushing out.
Because of the excessive blood loss, his lips were pale, and his face was stained with blood. Even in such a mess, it was difficult to hide his beauty.
After that, he fumbled to pick up the sharp sword lying beside him, and with the tip of the sword on the ground, he struggled to stand up.
"If we die, we die together. How can I let my husband face evil people alone?" The hair of the woman in green next to Cheng Cheng was messy, and the pearls and jade on her head had long been lost in the escape. She held her husband's hand tightly and said word by word, "If my husband dies here, how can I live?"
Cheng Cheng wanted to persuade her again, but he thought that they were in the wilderness. Even if his wife escaped and luckily avoided the murderous bandits, she couldn't survive in the dangerous jungle. He suddenly felt helpless and could only hold her hand tightly. Tenderness suddenly grew in his heart.
"Okay … Cough, cough, cough …" He coughed up blood. "With such a wife … what more can I ask for …"
Cheng Cheng took a deep breath, held her fingers tightly, and said reluctantly, "… Don't be afraid, Ma 'am …"
At that moment, a series of messy footsteps came from afar. Occasionally, it was mixed with angry curses. Cheng Cheng's heart skipped a beat after hearing it.
Those powerful bandits had gotten rid of the guards and were chasing after them?
"Here they are. They escaped pretty fast!"
More than 40 bandits were all holding shiny knives. Their coarse hemp clothes were stained with blood, but very few of them were really injured.
"Just kill them. Cut off their heads and take them back. Don't talk so much nonsense …"
Faintly, some of the bandits' curses were mixed with this kind of dialogue, which made Cheng Cheng feel cold in his heart.
When did the bandits become so powerful that they could kill more than 100 of his guards with only 40 to 50 people?
What kind of bandits would kill people but not rob them? Instead, they would cut off the heads of others and take them away?
This was obviously not a case of bandits killing people and robbing them, but someone deliberately waiting here to kill him.
Cheng Cheng's wife was also a heroine with a lot of courage. At this time, she also realized what was going on and looked at her husband with a serious face.
Cheng Cheng gritted his teeth and asked sternly, enduring the severe pain of his wound.
"… Who sent you?"
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