The man who took the goddess in another world is strong

Chapter 277

Under the moonlight, in the Mills Forest on the border of the Duolun Empire, when a group of high-spirited robbers were about to kill the gate of a village, a sharp golden gun light directly drew a line [-] meters long and [-] meters wide in front of the village. , a large "trench" ten meters deep.

The next moment, the robbers who had no time to dodge fell into the deep pit one by one, and they all fell on their backs, wailing everywhere.

Immediately afterwards, I saw a handsome blond beauty in red and silver armor, holding a golden spear in her hand, riding a noble white horse slowly coming out from the gate of the village.

Without any kindness, the blond princess waved the long spear in her hand again, and the sharp spears fell into the deep ditch, mercilessly burying the dying robbers into hell one by one, giving them the justice they deserved.

In less than half a minute, all 36 robbers were buried in a deep ditch tens of meters in front of the village without even reaching the door of the village.

Afterwards, the blonde princess put away the golden spear in her hand calmly, and rode the white horse slowly towards the depths of the forest without looking back.

And just as the blonde princess was leaving, the trench where a group of vicious robbers were buried began to slowly close...

At the same time, not far in front of the village, a red kapok seedling broke through the ground in an instant, and then grew rapidly at a speed visible to the naked eye. After a while, it grew into a tree more than ten meters high.

What is amazing is that this suddenly thriving kapok tree was full of bright red kapok overnight, and the bright red petals drifted away with the evening wind under the silver moonlight.

On the hillside in the distance, four furtive figures tremblingly hid behind a big tree, not daring to take a breath for a long time.

ha ha... ha ha...

At the last moment when the blonde princess's back disappeared into the night, the bandit leader, who couldn't hold on any longer, gave up his legs and knelt down on the ground, staring at her with a pair of eyes that were bigger than a copper bell. That beautiful back that is about to disappear.

That night, the leader of the bandits, who had returned with feathers, rushed back to the base camp with the only three men around him.

After safely returning to his lair, the bandit leader didn't yell that he was lucky that he had just escaped, but walked into the bedroom without saying a word, and closed the door tightly to prevent anyone from disturbing him.

In the early morning of the next day, the three robber guards who had been terrified all night outside the bedroom finally couldn't help knocking on the door of the leader's room, "My... my lord?"

One night had passed, and the bandit leader hadn't come out since he entered the bedroom, and he didn't know if he couldn't stand the powerful stimulation of last night, so he hanged himself immediately.

If the leader really can't think about it, these little guys who can't stir up troubles have to make plans for themselves early, and the best policy is to leave the place of right and wrong as soon as possible.

"Come in..." Then came the voice of the bandit leader from inside the house.

After hearing the voice, the three robber guards couldn't help being stunned for a moment, and looked at each other with expressions of disbelief.

what happened?

Why does the leader's voice sound so loud and powerful?Feeling more energetic than usual!

Yes, what happened last night was a dream?

What a dream, the three of us didn't sleep all night, shivering all night, how could it be a fairy dream.

What happened last night was indeed true. Not only did the bandit group return to the pre-liberation overnight, but none of the good brothers who had been worshiped by the leader could escape, and they were all folded in the deep ditch. Couldn't even find a hair.

Even after going through this tragic blow, the leader not only didn't look decadent at all, but was even more energetic, and there was even a hint of arrogance in his voice!

Could it be... Our leader couldn't carry it through after all, did he lose his mind and go crazy?

The next moment, full of doubts, the three robber guards carefully pushed open the leader's bedroom door.

After entering the door, the three robber guards were so surprised that their jaws almost dropped. Is this... the one who stepped on the horse is our leader... the leader?

The person who is holding a paintbrush and meticulously drawing on a white canvas is not the leader of the bandit who is riding a horse!

No, a bandit leader actually drew a lifelike beauty's back on a piece of canvas!

Talent, the leader riding a horse is simply a talent, he is so good at drawing, yet he came out to be a robber...

The three robber guards looked at each other in blank dismay, and couldn't help but sigh in their hearts.

"Oh, you are here." After putting away the last pen, the leader burst out with pride in an instant, and turned around to look at the three subordinates who stood silently, showing a rare kind and gentle face.

At this time, one of the robber guards couldn't help being curious, and asked directly: "Boss...boss, you can draw?"

Hearing the question from his subordinates, the soft light in the eyes of the bandit leader flickered for a moment, his expression instantly changed back to his usual fierce look, and he snapped, "Painting? What are you painting? When did I say I can paint!"

"Then behind you..." The robber guard pointed to the canvas behind the leader and asked suspiciously.

The bandit leader turned around inexplicably, and in the next second, he was stunned by the beauty on the canvas, his eyes were red, "Talent...Ge Laozi, who put this peerless painting in my bedroom?" Here, I must worship him!"

"Say, who put this painting in my bedroom?"

The leader quickly put away the canvas, turned around and looked at the three subordinates beside him, and asked with joy.

One of the bandit guards who reacted first said weakly: "Boss...boss..."

Before he finished speaking, the bandit leader enthusiastically took a step forward, patted the shoulder of the talking bandit guard, and said boldly: "Is that you? Well, you did a good job, very well. Today you will It’s my good brother whom I have worshiped.”

"By the way, what's your name? If you don't have a name, you can call it Old Eleven. In front of you are ten good brothers who have drank their blood. From now on..."

Speaking of this, a trace of sadness gradually appeared on the face of the bandit leader, "I'm dead, I'm all dead, my good brothers who I finally paid homage to are all dead..."

All of a sudden, the three bandit guards suddenly had the urge to rush out the door, for fear that the leader who lost his mind would do something outrageous in the next second.

The most terrified, the atmosphere suddenly quieted down. The three bandit guards, who dared not breathe, stood there without moving, and dared not make any noise in front of the leader for a long time.

(End of this chapter)