The man walked very fast, with a wide gait, and on the uneven mountain road, he could walk very fast. At first glance, you are used to walking mountain roads. As he walked, he looked around, very alert. Han Yiming recognized him and flew high. He flew with his sword silently, and the man looked around, but he never dreamed that someone would fly overhead, so he never looked up.

Han Yiming was very strange, if he said that this person was a bandit, why didn't he go with his accomplices? They attacked the village at night, they should have come in groups, and the sound he heard was not something that a bandit could make. And these many bandits go so fast, they need to know the terrain well, and they need to have good horses. How far can they all walk on their feet like this man? But if this man is not a bandit, he is not like a villager. At this time, it happened that the strongmen were haunted, and the people in the village were busy looking for their families and cleaning up the broken household belongings, where would anyone come out to walk alone? and come to such a far place? Han Yiming glanced back, and at this time, he was already several miles away from the village. The man's feet were so strong that in a short time he had gone so far.

He looked at the brocade in his hand as he flew, and saw where the man at his feet was going, and where the small arrow on the brocade in his hand was pointing. The little arrow was bright and dark, but it kept flashing on the brocade. Han Yiming simply stopped looking down and flew forward with the small sword head on the brocade.

After a while, the little arrow flickered twice and disappeared. Han Yiming was startled, and looked down to see that under the faint starlight, the person had already entered a dense forest. Han Yiming was about to cross this dense forest and wait for him to emerge from the forest, but he heard a burst of words coming from under his feet.

The words were "grunting", Han Yiming listened to it for a while, except for hearing that there were many people in this forest, he couldn't understand a word. I think it's the local dialect here, so I can't understand it. After a while, there was a noise of footsteps below, and Han Yiming flew forward with the sound for a while, only to see a group of people walking out of the forest.

The group were all dressed in coarse cloth like the man he had seen before, but they were all in tatters, some with patches, some without patches. Some tied their garments with a strip of cloth, while others tied them around their waists with only a straw rope. There were four or five men leading the horses, and the rest were empty-handed. Han Yiming had a deep hatred for strongmen like bandits, but at this time, seeing that they were even poorer than the villagers he had seen before, that bitter hatred seemed to have become a big joke, and he felt depressed and embarrassed.

If the robbers have reached this point of embarrassment, what else can this robber do? It is better to go back to farming honestly, but on the contrary, he will have a few days of stable life. Robbers also have to do a good job to be called robbers. Han Yiming looked at this group of impoverished robbers, but he was sad.

Suddenly, there was another heat in his left hand, and when he looked into his hand, he saw that there seemed to be a fire in the brocade, which was burning. After a while, it was darkened, and the brocade was still ordinary brocade, and after the fire was extinguished, there was no breach, and it was still intact. When he looked down, he saw a stout man carrying a small package in his hand, and the small package was wrapped in brocade, although the color was far from the brocade in his hand, but at a glance he knew that it was a snatched thing.

The stout man raised his hand and looked at the package, Han Yiming also looked at the package, only to see that the package seemed to move, and his hanging heart immediately put it down. He counted them, and there were about twenty people on the other side. If he had seen so many fierce men before, he would have been frightened and his legs weakened, but now, he was thinking about how to snatch the little baby.

Suddenly the stout man said something, and his voice was not loud, but it was very strong. The group of thieves walked forward, and it seemed that this man was a leader, and he was going back with the little baby. At this time, Han Yiming saw that they were all hunched with some bits and pieces, so everyone dismounted and left. Those bits and pieces were just clothes, rice and food, and there was nothing else to rob if I thought of it, only what to rob.

Han Yiming remembered the past, was extra cautious, and quietly followed them overhead, looking for an opportunity to snatch the little baby over. He saw that the stout man was always walking in the crowd, and he was afraid that as soon as he flew over, he would crash into the crowd and be knocked off the sword, and when the time came, he would not be in danger, and the baby would not be able to snatch it. Therefore, he was cautious and did not dare to act rashly.

He looked around, expecting to see a senior brother. He has never had the experience of saving people, for fear that he will make a mistake, and with the help of his senior brother, the odds of victory are even greater. It would be even better if there was a master present, cast a spell and be invincible. Although Han Yiming had never seen this kind of spell, but seeing the spells of the second uncle and the fifth uncle, there should be spells that made people unable to fight back. But his surroundings were very quiet, not to mention human figures, not even a ghost. His spells are commonplace, and to put it mildly, if you connect to the sword technique, there will only be two or three, and you are still not sure about dealing with these many people. But he was not very afraid, in the final analysis, it was still derived from his Mingyuan Sword, and with the Mingyuan Sword, it seemed that his courage had also increased.

Suddenly, seeing the stout man walking forward, Han Yiming was overjoyed. If he goes to the front, he only needs to fly next to him and snatch the baby away. There was no one in front of him, and if he had taken the little baby, he could fly, and they would be helpless. You can't beat them, and you can't even run them. After all, they didn't have a sword yet, and they couldn't fly into the sky, and the sword trick couldn't be more familiar to him.

Having made up his mind, Han Yiming lowered his figure, flew into the woods, and flew next to them, but he was three or four feet away from the team, and he stared at the small package, waiting for an opportunity to take it over. He did not touch the ground with his feet, did not make a sound, and was hidden in the bushes, and the group did not notice him, but walked forward.

After walking for a while, the trees in front of him were sparse and the terrain was open, Han Yiming thought that the time had come, took a deep breath, and spit it out again, calming his mind. Reciting the sword technique silently, the imperial envoy Ming Yuan's sword flew towards the man like lightning. He had already made up his mind, and as soon as he pounced on the man, he took the little package in both hands, flew forward, and snatched it out of the man's hand.

As soon as his body moved, he only heard a "bang", a huge pain on the top of his head, I don't know what hit the top of his head, a huge pain made his eyes dark, and he didn't know where to read the sword technique. The blow was very violent, and his eyes were blackened, and he still stood firmly, covering his forehead with both hands, shook it twice, and fell upside down from the sword of Narubuchi.

Will it be dangerous for Han Yiming to fall? Who was he beaten down? Please pay attention to the next chapter. Thank you for your support, thank you very much, please remember to vote for me!