When the light of the knife flew past the back of his head, Shen Tang had only one thought in his mind - fuck it again.
She rolled over and rolled off the horse's back. The arrows on her back pierced the horse's butt. The old horse that came from the town neighed and threw her directly into the bushes on the roadside. The branch scratched his arm, and blood flowed down his forearm. Shen Tang ignored the pain and crawled deeper into the forest on his hands and feet.
The sound of horse hooves behind him was loud, at least twenty people were there.
"Shen Tang! Hand over the Chaos Ball and keep your whole body!"
The one who shouted was a man with a broken gong voice, and his voice was as shrill as a capon. Shen Tang remembered this voice - three days ago at the inn, it was this broken voice who led people to stop her, asking for some "ancient treasure". She didn't even know whether the thing was round or flat, but the other party just drew the knife and stabbed the person without saying a word.
Baffling.
She has experienced many inexplicable things in her life, such as her inexplicable rebirth five years ago, such as finding something extra in her stomach when she was reborn, and now, being chased like a lost dog, but she didn't even understand what the other person was trying to rob.
Ahead is a cliff.
Shen Tang suddenly stopped, and the gravel rolled down from his feet and fell into the abyss filled with white mist. He didn't hear an echo for a long time. Her heart froze, and she glanced back - more than twenty men in black had gathered around, the leader with a broken gong holding a knife, smiling as if he had picked up money.
"Run, why don't you run away?" Broken Voice took two steps closer and pointed the tip of the knife at her stomach. "Hand over the things. Our leader said that as long as you cooperate, we won't kill you."
Shen took half a step back, his heels hanging in the air.
