Live Treasure Hunter In The Secret Realm

At this moment, the sky has become white with fish belly, day and night alternate, and it has gradually risen from the corners of the mountains. The pale light irradiated the entire Yellow River bank a little white.

However, as the morning sun is about to rise, the cold rut can already see the situation on the banks of the Yellow River clearly. And just after he saw the situation in front of him clearly, Hanzhe's heart was suddenly mixed.

I saw that the bank of the Yellow River right in front of him was already covered with people at this moment. Those people are male and female, and they all wear traditional Miaozhai costumes. You don't need to look at them to know that they are those who live in Miaozhai.

Really, he guessed right, these people from Miao Village really came to the bank of the Yellow River to make sacrifices.

But seeing these people just made him make sure that he didn't come to the wrong place. But the number of these people, at first glance, is less than 200 people.

With such a large number of people, he would have no chance of winning if he tried hard. If it is possible to say that he wants to retreat completely, but if he rescues people from this, it is almost an extravagant hope.

At this moment, seeing the people in the Miao Village, the audience in the live broadcast room also exploded.

"I'm going! It's really on the bank of the Yellow River!"

"Anchor! I really made you right, go and save people!"

"F*ck! Upstairs, what do you think, let the anchor rescue people from so many people, this TM is for the anchor to die!"

"That's right, the anchor should consider the long-term plan! These are all seedlings, and they don't care about the laws!"

The audience in the live broadcast room was still cheering up, but after seeing the number of seedlings, they instantly became nervous. But the rut is different from what they thought. Since these people from Shengmiao Village are here, it means that Lin Jia is really being sacrificed.

The people of Miao Village have not left yet, which means that the sacrifice has not ended yet, or it may have just begun. If you save people now, you may still have time.

Since this is the case, he has to fight for whatever he says. It's just that if you want to find Lin Jia among so many people, you can only bite the bullet and rush through.

If they don't stop it, it's okay. If they stop, he doesn't mind letting these people suffer. In the tomb, he even killed blood corpses, not to mention these living people.

If you want to be ruthless, don't say anything about seedlings, who can beat him ruthlessly. Even people who live in the mountains and forests are not afraid of death!

It's really anxious for him, it's not that you can't do it! And most importantly, he didn't necessarily have to go shopping with those people. He had inquired about it before entering Miaoling. The river here is the narrowest area of ​​the Yellow River.

The width of the river is only one kilometer. As long as you can rescue people and take Lin Jia across the Yellow River to the other side, no one can help him.

Thinking of this, Hanzhe stood up without saying a word, and rushed towards the river bank.

At the same time, when the cold rut was rushing forward, the young seedlings who had been kneeling on the ground suddenly noticed the situation behind Miaoling.

Those people turned their heads to look over, and when they saw the cold rut in the next second, all those who had grown seedlings stood up one after another. At the same time, there was a commotion among the seedling crowd.

On the river bank at the end of the crowd, the old woman and Long Lin also suddenly heard the situation behind. The two turned their heads and looked, and in the next second they saw Hanzhe rushing towards this side.

"Here! Are you here?"

At the moment when she saw the cold rut, Long Lin's eyes suddenly bloomed with hope, which instantly dissipated the original despair. Immediately afterwards, she tried her best to shout in the direction of the cold track.

"Here! We are here!"

"To shut up!"

But her voice hadn't fallen yet, but she was interrupted directly by the old woman on the side. Immediately afterwards, the old woman's muddy eyes sullen, and waved in the direction of the cold track: "Stop him!"

As soon as the voice fell, the mature men in the Shengmiao Village all walked outside one after another. At the same time, they all took out the hatchets and other sharp blades in their hands, and strode in the direction of the cold rut.

And seeing this scene, the audience in the live broadcast room became irritable. Crazy reminder!

"Anchor! Stop it! They're here!"

"Fuck! There are too many people! Anchor, or don't go to death, these seedlings don't follow the law!"

Looking through their eyes, everyone in the live broadcast room saw those who had grown seedlings coming over with murderous expressions. Counting down, the number of people turned out to be as many as hundreds.

In contrast, the cold rut appears to be as small as a moth shaking the mountain.

But seeing them, there was an angry flame in Hanzhe's heart. Since these seedlings really want to stop him, they can only break through directly.

Thinking of this, he said to the audience irritably: "Shut up, I know! But since they don't talk about the law, the law will naturally not take care of them."

"Doesn't it mean to grow seedlings? What's so great! It's all two shoulders against one head, forcing me to splash them with blood for five steps!"

While talking, Hanzhe strengthened his conviction. At the same time, while speeding up and rushing forward, he stretched out his hand and drew out the Ya Jiu Sword.

With this sharp blade in his hand, his convictions soared, and he roared directly at the seedlings that were more than 20 meters away from him.

"CNMD, fight it! A good dog won't get in the way, get out of me!"

Accompanied by a cold roar, the young seedlings in the distance were obviously frightened by his aura. After all, Hanzhe has experienced several times of escaping from the dead, and even has the experience of fighting to the death.

This kind of murderous aura broke out, and it was really not something ordinary people could bear.

Suddenly, those who gave birth to seedlings were immediately frightened. But when I saw this scene, how could I stop again, and ran forward faster without saying a word.

This scene made the audience in the live broadcast room look dumbfounded. In their eyes, the cold rut is like rushing into the arms of the god of death.

It's close, it's 10 meters, 8 meters, 5 meters...

While running wildly in the cold rut, his eyes were still fixed on the people in front of him. And at the moment when he was about to rush into the crowd, Hanzhe immediately threw the Ya Jiujian behind him, with the tip of the sword pointed at the ground.

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