He hid himself deeper in the bushes, like a wounded lone wolf, silently watching the movements of the thieves in the woods.

This hiding is the scene of the day, and for more than ten hours, Duan Sanshan, the winged tiger, secretly picked some berries at the right time, and it was not until the next day that he heard the bell of the pack horse from the official road.

Duan Sanshan knew that there was only one chance, and now the thieves in the Ghost Gate Pass were on guard, and as long as he showed his figure, he would be in trouble, so he didn't dare to be careless, so he thought about waiting for the convoy to get a little closer, and saw clearly that it was really the people of the Sanshan Dart Bureau, and at that time, he risked his life to save it.

But it didn't take long for the bell to stop suddenly, Duan Sanshan was hiding in the bushes and was anxious, but he saw the darts of the three Sanshan dart boards slapping their horses towards the ** ridge.

The winged tiger Duan Sanshan was suddenly overjoyed, and secretly praised this divine fist Fang Changqi is worthy of being an old Jianghu, as the saying goes, every time Lin Mo enters, it is said that if the good people see the forest on the road, they can go around it, and they should easily enter the forest, and if they have to go to this forest, they must also send a horse to trample on the ground.

Duan Sanshan was thinking to himself, the three darts of the Sanshan Dart Bureau were already the horses of the golden knife into the forest, and now the official road in the forest was full of pits of the thieves in the ghost gate, and these three people would inevitably touch the mechanism along the way, whether it was the sound of the trigger of the mechanism or the death or injury of these three people, it could alert Xiao Yao and others who were waiting outside the forest.

Three pathfinder darts galloped into the ** mountain jungle, and when they were about to separate their heads to investigate the situation, they suddenly threw down a few rope sleeves from the big tree overhead, which were like long eyes and put on the necks of the three darts respectively, and pulled the three people up from the galloping horses.

Just because this technique is fast and accurate, the three darts were hung up before they had time to call and struggle, and the horse that lost its owner neighed lightly, and ran a few steps forward but slowly stopped, and the place where the horse stopped was only less than two feet away from the trap mechanism set up by the ghost gate thief.

Duan Sanshan secretly screamed badly, originally he thought that as long as one of the three darts slipped through the net or sent a whistle, or disturbed the neighing of the horses and stepped on the pit to stir up dust, the people outside the forest could be alerted. But he didn't expect this thief from the ghost gate to be so good, these few clouds and water, not to mention the smoke and dust, even the people who were close to him couldn't hear the sound, let alone the people waiting outside the forest.

But just like this, once the people waiting outside the forest don't see the three of them come back, they will definitely notice that something is wrong, as long as the people of the Sanshan Dart Bureau do not enter this ** ridge, then everything will be fine, if it is not forced Duan Sanshan really does not want to be hostile to this mysterious ghost gate thief.

In just such a short time, the three darts sent by the Sanshan Dart Bureau to explore the path have all been captured, and I saw that the three of them were tied hand and foot by the minions of the ghost gate, and the rags were stuffed in their mouths and taken to an open space far away from the official road.

A thin man with a steel claw in each hand leaned in, seemed to bow his head and said a few words to one of the three darts heads, only to see that the dart head was angry and refused to give in, and the horse-faced man did not move angrily, smiled and grinned, aimed the steel claws on his hand at the man's heart and slowly inserted it. The dart's head ached with spasms and bruised tendons, but it only took a moment for the twitch to stop.

When the man in his hand didn't move at all, the horse-faced man with steel claws in his hand slowly pulled out the steel claws. Stretched out his scarlet tongue and licked the blood droplets on the claw blade, slowly walked to the second dart master, wiped the blood on the claw blade on him, and also bowed his head and said a few words, this dart master was already frightened and trembled when he saw the tragic situation of the previous person, but he still shook his head when he heard what the horse-faced man said, and the horse-faced man stood up and shrugged his shoulders, as if expressing his helplessness.

The second one said that he didn't have time to breathe a sigh of relief when he saw that the horse-faced man didn't kill him immediately, but the horse-faced man who stood up turned his head violently, and the steel claws of both hands slammed the head of the dart master like a watermelon, and the brains splashed red, white, and blue splashed the horse-faced man and the last dart master on the side.

The last surviving third dart head was the youngest dart master surnamed Zhang, and when he saw the horse-faced man with a head full of brains and blood to see him, he only felt that he had seen the evil ghosts in the eighteenth layer of hell, and he vomited out of his intestines.

As soon as the dart master surnamed Zhang finished vomiting, he saw the horse-faced man staring at him with disgust, and he didn't wait for the horse-faced man to ask questions, so he was busy turning his head like garlic.

The horse-faced man saw that Zhang Dart Master agreed, and brought him to a black-faced fat man, who seemed to have a very high status among the thieves, and the horse-faced man stood next to this person without saying a word.

The black-faced fat man tapped twice on Zhang Dart's chest and sat back on the chair, and then a little minion who walked up to the ghost door took out the rags in Zhang Dartmaster's mouth, and Zhang Dart Master was dumb by the black-faced fat man's dumb hole, and his mouth opened and closed as before, but he couldn't make a sound.

At this time, another minion had already brought a horse to Zhang Dart, Zhang Dart turned over on the horse, and in order to prevent Zhang Dart from escaping, a slender steel rope was tied to the hind hooves of the horse, and he ordered his subordinates to draw a bow and arrow in the forest to aim at Zhang Dart.

Duan Sanshan, who was lying on the edge of the dense forest, naturally didn't know what happened in the forest, he saw that the three path-exploring Sanshan dart board darts were arrested, and thought that the three of them had been killed, but he didn't expect that after the tea, one of the three people actually rode to the edge of the forest and made a few gestures outside.

After the man finished making the gesture, the bell outside the forest rang again, and he actually leaned over to this side, Duan Sanshan couldn't see that the living dart head of the Sanshan Dart Bureau was a traitor, and then he heard the bell getting closer and closer, and he didn't care about hiding his figure, jumped out of the bushes, strode towards the convoy of Xiao Yao and others, and shouted: "Brothers of the Sanshan Dart Bureau, this ** mountain can't enter, there is an ambush!!"

The horse-faced man was already shocked when he saw that a person suddenly burst out of the edge of the dense forest, and secretly hated that this person had run out of the big thing that had broken the brothers at a critical time, and saw that the dart team of the Sanshan Dart Bureau heard the man's shout and stopped, and he was angry and did not hesitate to give an order, and the thieves in the ghost gate behind him opened the iron tire bow in their hands and shot towards the chariot and horse team of the Sanshan Dart Bureau.

Here, although Xiao Yao and the others got the winged tiger Duan Sanshan at a critical time, they were a little too late after all, and after this wave of arrow rain, more than a dozen careless darts and several drivers in the front of the team were injured. Although the arrow was frustrated, this feather arrow is really one in the sky and the other is underground compared to the ambush of the thieves in the Ghost Gate Pass in the dense forest.

After the first wave of arrows, the darts of the Three Mountains Dart Bureau had already taken off the shields hanging on their mounts, and even those coachmen went around to hide behind the cart.

The cloth on the top of a dart cart was cut by sharp arrows, revealing pearls the size of a dragon's eye, shining in the sunlight.