Chapter 350

"What can we do? If the principality pursues it, we will also be implicated, demoted as slaves, and even the whole family will be hanged!"

"Why don't you take the whole family, wife and children and move out while the principality has no idea?"

"Stupid, winter is coming. Let's spend this winter first... And where can you move?"

Hundreds of people talked about the future of the whole family. The panic, fear and confusion on their faces revealed that these civilians felt remorse when they calmed down.

Among them, an old man with gray hair, with a low face, leaning on a wooden cane, a layer of vein like lines glittering, maintaining the operation of camouflage magic.

"The principality will not let you go, traitors who chop thousands of knives."

The old man raised his head and looked at the smoking motorcade at the edge of the crowd. His heart was dripping with blood, as if he had been stabbed through by a knife.

In particular, dozens of fattened war horses intended to build the second batch of cavalry with the public funds allocated by the principality, but they were all taken away!

This is a feud!

Taking advantage of no one's attention, he moved his mind. The turf swept by autumn frost in the distance was torn along with the soil, and released several goshawks to lock in the gang of white whoring thieves and provide information for the principality.

"However, when the Arsenal was opened, the intelligence services of the principality had received the news."

Count Sharpe's eyes were cold, and a radian came from the corner of his mouth.

He doesn't know how these thieves raided in from the blockade of the Principality of Prynne, but if they dare to provoke the principality, they are bound to pay a heavy price!

But for now, he has to find a way to regain sovereignty over the territory.

At the thought that these Dalits hanged his lover and children, he wanted to kill them all, break them into pieces, and then dig a pit and bury them!

However, some of the real core members of the family have been successfully transferred, which makes the count relax.

In the original escape route, he deliberately let his usually unpopular children choose a dangerous route, which won vitality for his own vein.

Moreover, most of the family's wealth is in his hands. If he can escape this disaster, even if the family falls, he can make a comeback and revive the glory of the Sapu family!

"Although I lost my territory and the Shapu family suffered heavy losses, as long as I collect the other party's intelligence and provide it to the principality, I just want to atone for my meritorious deeds and buy a respite for the family, there is no problem."

Count Sharpe thought about the future. He bowed like an old man in the sunset. On one side, the dark poor were ready to move, and he was very interested in the old man's crutches.

But just as they were going to come forward, poison the old man and take away the crutch, the old man suddenly flew out

"Pa!"

Like a hungry tiger, the old man fell to the ground, then his legs turned over, and a carp rolled and stood up!

"Whew!"

At the next moment, count Shapu, in an ignorant state, was shocked and flew out like an arrow. He stepped on his left foot and went to heaven with his right foot, running on the wasteland in a strange posture

This scene scared several poor people's eyes to jump out. Looking at the old man laughing wildly and running and jumping, he was full of energy. In any case, he was a young man with nerve problems.

"Look at the old man! He... He wants to follow the thieves!"

"This old immortal hides such a powerful rank. Damn it, I didn't expect to go to the thief!"

"If you take refuge in thieves, you may have a way to live!"

When they saw count Sharpe's strange running posture, they were surprised at first, and then their eyes lit up.

The thief controls the wolves, and the leader is a powerful magician. The fire falls from the sky and falls into the city. Even the count can't help it. Wouldn't it be bright to follow such a thief!

At this time, some of them couldn't help regretting why they didn't apply to join the thieves' regiment when the wolf cavalry forced everyone to hand over materials.

Riding a giant wolf, riding on the wasteland, the leader with falling meteorites is not only superior in combat power, but also too good for his subordinates.

All the way across the wasteland, fearless of power and clanking of iron bones, the charge is like a locust crossing the border, and there is no grass in the place. Isn't this uninhibited, natural and unrestrained freedom? (a believer in the God of mischief)

Therefore, while the thieves had not gone far, they followed count sharp and ran up.

Several people took the lead. Naturally, a large number of people who blindly followed the crowd ran.

"Bang!"

Count Sharpe's face was stiff, his forehead hit a piece of gravel and stained with blood. His face was full of soil and glued grass roots. He fell at least a dozen times along the way, but his body couldn't help standing up. Moreover, his feet moved first, forming a carp rolling posture and taking off step by step!

In the rear, a large group of blindly following civilians took advantage of the reduced speed of the tightrope carriage and followed count Sapp.

"I step on the horse... Damn... The God of mischief!!"

"Bang!"

At the moment when count Sapu landed, the bone burst before it touched the ground. A fluffy blood mist exploded from the knee of his left leg. His legs suddenly knelt down and glided in his frightened look

"Lie down!"

"This, who is this old man?"

"Shit... Fly on the grass?!"

The crowd in the rear was stunned and kept running. Looking at the scene of the old man kneeling and sliding, the three views ran away.

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"Cough..."

On a chariot carrying goods, master Maga lay lazily on a pile of packed wool, warm as a good bed.

"Master, i... do we really... Want to follow the thief leader?"

Nearby, the young man whose face was beaten a little swollen hesitated for a while and said.

"Otherwise?"

Master Maga narrowed his eyes slightly. In the pupil of the fog, there was a wise light, and he saw the vicissitudes of the world.

"But, master, you have an inspection period in the principality. If you are found, you will..."

"My disciple, you are becoming more and more stupid after eating so much meat."

Hearing the speech, the young man instantly became angry: "what's stupid is you!"

Master Maga squinted and rubbed a pair of scissors: "are you sure you want to talk to me like this?"

"I'm wrong!" the young man changed his mouth, his face was not unnatural, as if he had become a habit.

This is the normal way for teachers and apprentices to exchange feelings. It is natural and harmonious.

"What is the inspection period of the principality? I still don't see that bit of property."

Master Maga shouted angrily, and his beard was blown up: "the upper echelon of the principality is a gang of moths. It is impossible to expect them."

"But master, our forbearance in the wilderness and the painstaking work of staying in the principality, that's it..."

"It doesn't matter. As long as we are alive, we may not have created better achievements than this!"