"Smack! Syllable! Syllable! Little by little, the lights in the village came on, and then the sound of some villagers picking up hoes and other weapons to open the door was heard.

“…”

Lu Yi blinked, turned his head and looked at Xiao Yun helplessly.

Immediately, I saw Lu Yi glance at everyone except for the woman who ran away, raised his feet, and yelled: "What are you still doing in a daze!" Run! ”

After the words were spoken, several footsteps sounded, followed by Xiao Yun's voice, adding: "Run!" I'm broken! ”

……

The sky gradually revealed the glory of the early morning, and in the early morning, Mangkhut Village ushered in a vibrant scene, a group of villagers on the muddy road in the mountains to carry out a fierce marathon, very lively.

In the "marathon" movement, the first person who took the lead was a newspaper celebrity from the imperial capital, Lu Yiyi.

She was followed by a group of women and children from all over the country who had been abducted for various reasons.

After the women and children, a handsome man was also followed.

It's just that this male athlete, Xiao Yun, obviously doesn't know the rules of the "marathon", and while running, he keeps hitting the "athletes" behind him with his feet and hands.

The athletes who followed them also carried some sports equipment in their hands, such as hoes, hammers, sickles, rolling pins, etc., and visually inspected about 100 people.

Obviously, they are supposed to be jugglers, very dedicated, running and juggling skills with weapons in hand, attacking male athletes...

Gradually, because Xiao Yun and the juggling villagers were entangled except for running, their pace lagged behind a lot, and they were left behind by the women and children led by Lu Yiyi, and they widened the distance farther and farther.

In the morning light, the dense fog filled the mountain path, Lu Yiyi ran a long way with the women and children, and gradually some people began to be unable to run, after all, these people were originally trapped in the mountains, lack of physical strength, plus abuse, with more or less injuries on their bodies, and a group of children.

In such a situation, it is a disadvantage.

Although Xiao Yun dragged down the villagers' footsteps, Lu Yiyi knew that this was not optimistic, and she also felt that her physical strength had reached the limit.

I don't know if it's a bad environment problem here, there is still a lot of damp and hot gas in the fog, that is, the miasma that Lu Yiyi considered before, as a result, Lu Yiyi was out of breath at this time, and even his lungs were depressed, coughing, and his face was extremely hot.

Hearing the gradually slowing pace behind him, Lu Yiyi also stopped, stood near the fork in the road, and asked the people behind him for their opinions: "Can you still run again?" ”

Most of the women have lost their ability to speak after being tired, and they are endorsed by the "Little Bear Schoolbag" who is in better spirits, saying: "Auntie, we really can't run, how long will we run?" ”

"About forty or fifty minutes."

After Lu Yiyi's answer, he soon heard the voice of abandonment from the people inside.

"Woo, no, I really can't."

"Me too, it's impossible to run out so far."

Lu Yi looked at them, although he was similar, he could still fight it out, but as long as someone wanted to give up at this time, there would inevitably be people who had just retreated like that, and once they went back, there was really no hope.

His eyes sank, and Lu Yiyi didn't force them this time, but said, "It's okay, then we won't run." ”