The waterfall is wide, but there are many curves, and just far from this cliff, there is another waterfall that also flows down the mountain wall and meets the waterfall below your feet.

And just below the cliff beneath his feet, there was a vertical cliff face from the falling waterfall. When he was just holding on to the vines and lying on the mountain wall, his eyes made a visual mistake when he looked at the waterfall, and he only saw the waterfalls with ramps, and did not notice the sharp reefs at the top of the cliffs, the vertical waterfall area and the turn of the ramp.

Thinking that if he didn't know anything, he would jump down with a piece of wood and hit the stone, and the flesh and blood splashed on the stone, Zhao Lan couldn't help but shudder.

Shaking his head, Zhao Lan stretched out his legs and kicked on the cliff wall, trying to stabilize his body and fall to the ground.

Although he couldn't go down the waterfall, at least Zhao Lan could see clearly, just on the side of this mountain, there seemed to be a road leading to the outside of the entire mountain range.

Sliding down the vines to the ground, Zhao Lan headed in the direction of the main road.

It was already the middle of the day, and I had climbed two hills all morning, and if I could not find a town to live in before sunset, I would have to spend the night in the wilderness, and I would have to be accompanied by poisonous snakes and mosquitoes.

Rushing through trees of different thicknesses, a two-meter-wide stream appeared in front of Zhao Lan's eyes, picked up the water and wiped his face, and was just about to continue walking, when he saw a group of people suddenly rushing out of the forest not far from the right side of his body.

Hou Yue led his men through bushes of low bushes and thorns, all of them had their linen clothes torn and their hair covered with blue hairballs.

But the crowd did not cry out in pain, or even say a word, but they only wanted to put on two wings and fly to the bastard who had caused the beast to stir up.

The poisonous snake in the grass trembled with fright from the murderous aura emanating from the bandits, turned into a phantom and disappeared into the grass, and the birds silently shook their wings and disappeared into the forest.

They had forgotten the exhaustion of their bodies, regardless of the bloody wounds on their bodies, and ran through the dark forest, their minds filled with thoughts of avenging their comrades.

Finally, when they rushed out of this damn forest, they finally saw the prince in their minds by the stream, who had been broken into thousands of pieces by them countless times.

Looking at the dozen or so Mai people who were wrapped in white cloth not far away, Zhao Lan nodded at them, which was regarded as a hello.

It is also fate that they can meet by chance in the huge mountain, and more than a dozen of them are estimated to have been attacked by wild beasts, and some of their companions escaped after they died, looking at them carrying weapons that exceeded their numbers, torn clothes, and still bleeding bodies, Zhao Lan estimated that at least half of them died.

But I don't know why, Zhao Lan always felt that the eyes of these people on the other side were a little strange when they looked at him.

Is it because you feel excited to see yourself? See the living in the big forest.

"You ......"

Being stared at by everyone for a long time, Zhao Lan couldn't help but be the first to speak, to be honest, there are many people and there is a care, Zhao Lan wants to leave this forest with them.

"Kill!"

But what he didn't expect was that he only said two words, and the crowd on the opposite side shouted, raised the weapons in their hands and rushed towards him collectively.

Seeing them raise their weapons like madmen and rush towards them with angry faces, Zhao Lan couldn't help but show a shocked expression.

I've heard that the ancients didn't agree with each other and drew their swords, but they haven't spoken yet.

But the next moment he came to his senses, for the knife of the madman who had run fastest had almost slashed at the top of his head.

Taking a light step forward under his feet, his body was slightly oblique, Zhao Lan did not dodge or dodge, and rushed straight towards the man holding the knife, rushing directly to his chest, his right shoulder against the enemy's lower arm, and his left arm violently punched, hitting the soft rib of the waist of the man holding the knife. Then he stomped on the ground with his right foot, kicked the Mai man in the stomach with his left foot, and rushed to the other one-eared man on the right who was beating him with a stick, and spun around on one knee and pressed it against his chest.

Zhao Lan thought in his heart that these people were just too sad and couldn't distinguish between friend and foe, so they didn't make a big kill, and their action was only temporarily abolished their combat effectiveness.

"Hmm"

The Mai man snorted, only feeling a numbness in his ribs, and then the sharp pain made his arm weak, and he lost his strength, and the knife he chopped off also slipped from his hand, flew out and stuck on the ground. The kicked body fell to the ground and curled up like a giant shrimp, clutching its abdomen and slumping to the ground, its body constantly rolling.

The one-eared man was more miserable, Zhao Lan originally intended to deter the rest of the people, and the strength on his legs was greater. The top of his knees and the force of the rotation and impact of his entire body, like a galloping horse, accompanied by a loud muffled sound, flew the one-eared man out.

Knocking over the two people, Zhao Lan landed to stabilize his body and took a few steps back.

But to his surprise, before he could stand up, he heard the sound of wind coming from behind his neck.

There was a muffled sound, and he felt a strong kick from the long pine branch behind him, kicking him forward a few steps.

Immediately turned around and stood up, Zhao Lan frowned and looked at the people around him.

Except for the two people who had just been kicked over by himself, and the man who had been standing by the stream from beginning to end without moving, he had already been surrounded by the rest of the people.

And the man who had just kicked him in the back was standing in front of him at the moment, holding a long knife in his hand.

The style of the long knife was very strange, it looked very similar to the technique on Dongying's side, and after taking a careful look at the handle of the knife held by the other party, Zhao Lan finally noticed that something was wrong.

This is a Japanese sword, which should be called a Tang knife in this era.

In Zhao Lan's previous memory, this Tang knife seemed to be used by only one country after the fall of the Tang Dynasty.

Dongying!

Holding the cadre in his hand, Zhao Lan stared at the crowd around him with cold eyes, looking for his best opportunity to break through.

After discovering that these people were Dongying people, Zhao Lan's first thought was to kill them all, Dongying, a lowly nation, should not exist in this world at all.

No matter what their purpose was for coming to the Great Song Dynasty, and whether it was related to Zhao Lan or not, as long as they dared to come, Zhao Lan would leave them here forever.

His eyes swept over everyone, and Zhao Lan's heart was as fast as a computer.

One against ten, he is not so confident, he is not a martial arts master, and head-on confrontation is not his style.

Only lead them all into the woods and break them all.

"King Mo, it's really hidden!"

At this moment, Hou Yue, who had been standing by the stream not far away, looked at Zhao Lan with his hands, and when he saw Zhao Lan surrounded by his subordinates, he raised his hand and applauded, and walked slowly towards Zhao Lan with an appreciative smile on his face, as if he was not worried about the two subordinates who had just been beaten away.

Does he know me?

Hearing the man in Tsing Yi on the opposite side say his current identity, Zhao Lan frowned lightly, but then figured out the identities of these people in front of him, and sneered at the corner of his mouth: "Who should I be, it turned out to be you thieves." ”