21. The one who dug the pit, the one who was pitted (3)
Hidden in the dark, the voyeurs who had been waiting impatiently could hardly restrain themselves from jumping out and shouting "Are you going to leave or not!" before the convoy started moving again.
Thank you Almighty Marfa!!!!!!!!
With unprecedented piety, they chanted daily prayers in their hearts that they had never paid attention to. The ambushers praised the power of the Mother Goddess, and their hard work finally gained its due value.
Leaving the bustling and noisy market, he ran non-stop to a deserted place, letting the three magicians scold him like a dog. He dug a hole for most of the day, carefully disguised the entrance of the hole, and after doing all this, he
Hiding in a blind spot where bows and arrows cannot reach, breathing deeply, and not moving even when my feet are numb, I just wait for the moment when the fruits of my labor take effect.
For some unknown reason, the group of guys stopped just before they were about to step into the trap. They hesitated for a long time and put up a warning posture around them. At that moment, they almost believed that their efforts had been in vain.
Just when the frustration and loss from the bottom of my heart was about to overwhelm these poor people, the motorcade moved forward again. Under the drastic change of mood, I almost didn't hesitate to expose myself and wanted to celebrate with cheers and hugs.[
The repeated increase of malice almost boiled, and the nervous heart burst into violent agitation. The throat became thirsty, the field of vision narrowed, and was included in the field of vision. Only the boy who stepped on the trap and the boy behind him were enough to crush the covering and fall into the field of vision.
The trap smashed the carriage into pieces.
The tall boy passed the trap - just as designed, the support structure under the cover was enough for people to walk through, but the carriage, which was far heavier than the boy's weight, could not do this. The fruits of the thugs' labor were not just pawns.
Those who are qualified to enjoy it, carriages are their goal.
The bad horse dragged the old carriage and the passengers in the carriage closer, closer, closer... and stepped on!
The excitement that dilated the blood vessels to the point of bursting lasted for a second, and the eyeballs that were about to come out of their sockets in surprise reflected an abnormal scene.
The carriage did not disappear from sight, there was no smoke, and there was no panic in the following convoy. The carriage that ran into the trap did not even shake slightly. The people on the carriage still looked relaxed and happy during the journey, and the carriage passed the trap safely.
This is impossible! It shouldn’t be like this! It can’t be like this! How could it be like this! There is no reason for this!
The weight of the carriage broke the support of the trap mouth, and the carriage and the people in the carriage fell into the deep pit. The sharp stakes at the bottom of the pit penetrated them. Blood gushed out from the wounds and mouths. The little fools who were impaled into meat skewers screamed in death.
The last cry before.
It should have been staged according to such a script. That is what should happen normally.
The first carriage passed, the second carriage passed, the third carriage passed, and the team of animals at the end... did not care about the hard efforts of others, and slowly walked along the queue in front of the fools who were already on the verge of collapse.
The pace that almost tore some people's fragile hearts to pieces stepped on the traps that had been forgotten to cover up the old soil disguise, and stepped onto the ordinary light-colored dirt road happily, one after another...all passed safely!!!
"Oh...what a bunch of trash."
The coquettish sigh brought the almost insane people back to the reality they had to face. The seductive tone drove away the anger that was about to burst out from the thugs' bodies. The fear of falling into the abyss snaked around the thugs.
body of.
"Lao, Sir Lawrence, please, please give us another chance."
The unpleasant noises caused by the constant knocking of teeth interfered with the thugs' efforts to speak eloquently, and the cold sweat that stole body heat continued to slide across the skin and soaked the underwear.
"Those cows."
Picking at her nails, her eyes only saw crumbs and dust, and she ignored the trembling men. Her lips, smeared with scarlet lipstick, squeezed out words of contempt that were as cold as ice.
"Crush the livestock team from behind and break up the convoy - something that a three-year-old child can do. I hope you idiots who are worse than maggots can complete it smoothly."
This is the end of the annoying and impatient order. What kind of warning and threat should be added to the content? In the end, capable guys are not even worth warning. They can just deal with the trash who can't do even the smallest thing. Energy and thought are wasted on them.
Makes no sense.[
A cold smile appeared on the magician's extremely gorgeous face, and the ominous killing intent was a more effective urging than all warnings and threats. With a little hope, joy, and fear hundreds of times more weight, he clenched the dagger,
The thugs armed with short swords and clubs rushed out from the low bushes where they were hiding.
They lowered their bodies and ran quickly, making a slight "rustling" sound against the grass. The thugs quickly rushed to the end of the team. The stupid tail of the long-haired cow was already visible. None of the little guys in the team saw their actions.
. Under the unexpected ecstasy, they stepped faster and bigger, and raised the daggers that reflected the dazzling cold light high. There was no longer any hidden concept in these people's minds, and they rushed towards the final target at full speed with a sigh of relief in their chests.
When success is in sight, people's worries and vigilance will subconsciously relax or even be forgotten.
The so-called moments when extreme happiness gives rise to sadness are often times like this.
The herd of cattle walking leisurely in front of me, the swaying tails of the cattle suddenly rose upwards, and the center of gravity of the body was confused with the collapsed ground. The guy with his face turned downwards saw the sharpened stake as if to say:
Standing upright like a welcome, the white tip is getting bigger and bigger——
Puff!!!!!!!!!!!
The sounds made by more than a dozen people when their hands, feet, chests and abdomen were pierced almost at the same time were strange and dull. Looking at the torn skin, ribs, internal organs, and the bright red cone emerging from the other side of the body, the mouths overflowing with blood bubbles opened wide and thought.
He wanted to scream and groan. But his mouth opened and closed like a fish out of water, and nothing else could come out except blood foam and inexplicable exhalations. The air he had managed to suck in with all his strength kept leaking from the broken lungs.
The twitching hand stretched out to the small circular clear sky above, trying to grab something. In the end, he couldn't find a straw, and he lost his life and hung softly. There was no longer any sound at the bottom of the pit, and more than a dozen corpses began to appear.
It got cold and there was no one alive inside.
After taking a look at the man-eating pit that had swallowed more than a dozen lives, cold and heavy saliva streaked across their throats. The elves, who shook their heads or made no movement, turned their faces back to their original positions. They had seen them fall into similar pits.
It looks like a dangerous species. It is not difficult to imagine what kind of hellish scene there is under the pit in front of you.
He has a certain immunity to off-putting scenes, has dealt with beasts with the same ending, and has a brave record of killing a human spy with his own hands. The impact of the disappearance of a dozen intelligent beings in front of his eyes is still difficult to offset in a moment.
Adapt. What's more, they also walked over the trap just now, and they will have a reaction that is unavoidable. After all, there is only a small difference, and the meat skewers pierced in the pit will be them.
"Gentlemen, cheer up and cheer up, the journey is not over yet."
Walking through the same trap, the two groups of passers-by smiled horribly, reversing the biggest factor in their endings. Unexpectedly, the original appearance of black hair and red eyes was revealed in front of the elves. A smile like a pure sculpture made everyone feel at ease and heavy.
My stomach also feels relaxed.
"Trying to be clever in front of you is simply courting death."
The little wild cat shook off the shadow of fear, wagging its tail lazily and laughing, and the atmosphere in the carriage began to shift to the calming and relaxed mood of the preparation stage.
"Well, your hair is really convenient. Oh, it's not greasy at all, no split ends and no dandruff. Do you have any secrets for caring for your hair?"
The naughty girl played with the silky black hair, Li Lin accepted Freya's childish behavior magnanimously, and the secret treasure that the convoy safely passed through the trap was allowed to be played with by the little girl in Brynhil's complicated peripheral vision.
Facing Freya's treatment of the important secret treasure of infiltration, entangling trap supports, and strengthening load-bearing, the boys looked at their hair with a wry smile, shrugged at each other, and gave each other a graceful wry smile.
The difference in focus between girls and boys is too big. They don't know how to comment on Freya's request to pester Li Lin for hair care tips. In their eyes, hair care is a miracle...
It seems that as long as you wash your hair once a month, it will be fine? Why is there so much trouble...
"People are also interested in such secret techniques. Can you share them?"
In an instant, the elves entered a position of facing the enemy, clasping the bows with their fingers and pressing the bow strings. The hunting knives were unsheathed one after another. The team of animals began to shrink. The young men who were assigned to guard the winner surrounded the animals that reacted restlessly to the ominous atmosphere around them.
, carefully search for the source of the sound.
No one in the team would make a disgusting...manly voice. A voice that is so effeminate that everyone gets goosebumps can only belong to the enemy.
"What's going on? Tell me, don't be so stingy. A good man's face is wasted."
The coquettish words of a girl echoed and entangled in the surroundings, and the echoing sound effect that would not be found in the bush plains of the valley was obviously not a natural phenomenon.[
It's a magician!
After realizing the identity of the enemy, the elves' tension further increased, and a layer of white appeared on the knuckles holding the weapons.
In the previous fight with Thor, the scum killed by Li Lin was just an indistinct dilettante, and his strength was enough to suppress a dozen elves. The sissy who has not shown her face now is even more unlikely to be a soft-footed shrimp.
"The guy who fell into the pit was sent by you, right?"
As if he was troubling his mind, he responded with a lazy voice while rubbing his temples in trouble. Although he was asking questions knowingly, but as a confirmation of etiquette and to prevent accidental killing, Li Lin's manners were impeccable.