si-mexico Chapter 207 The Golden Eagle King Seeks Help (1)
Chapter 207 The Golden Eagle King Seeks Help (1)
Chu San's eyes were full of anticipation and curiosity, and he couldn't help but want to uncover the mystery of this secluded place.
Murong Ling'er was also very interested. The two of them smiled at each other, took a deep breath and jumped up, darting away like two flying swallows.
Their figures shuttled through the mist splashed by the waterfall and passed through the dense woods, while the colorful flowers and fresh fruits and vegetables in the countryside flashed by under their feet.
However, when they reached the end of this secluded place, they were shocked by the scene before them and stopped in their tracks.
Before our eyes was a steep cliff, like a natural barrier, blocking all the way forward.
Below the cliff, the river was surging and raging, with huge waves and a deafening roar.
The river was covered with fog and undercurrents were surging. It was obviously extremely dangerous and it was impossible to force our way through.
Chu San suddenly looked troubled, his eyes filled with helplessness and loss. He stammered, "What... should I do?"
Murong Ling'er looked calm, as if not bothered by it.
She stood quietly on the edge of the cliff, letting the river breeze blow on her face, her clothes fluttering, like a peerless painting.
And below the cliff, Chifeng and others were already extremely anxious.
Everyone paced anxiously at the entrance of the cave, looking forward to it. As time passed, they almost couldn't help but send people into the cave to explore.
Just when everyone's worry and impatience were about to reach a peak, Murong Ling'er and Chu San finally slowly walked out of the cave.
"How is it? Where does this road lead to? Is it passable?"
Chifeng saw the two figures appear from afar, and ran over anxiously, his eyes full of anxiety and expectation, asking questions repeatedly.
The people around also gathered around, and each of their faces was filled with hope for a way out.
Seeing this, Chu San slowly shook his head, sighed, and said, "There's no way to go inside. There's a steep cliff on the other side, and a surging river below. The water is turbulent, and there's no way to cross it."
When everyone heard this, their faces, which were originally full of hope, were instantly covered with disappointment, and low sighs rose one after another.
"Then we can only climb this ladder." Chifeng gritted his teeth and made the decision helplessly.
Yuan Zhiqiang's face was terribly gloomy, like the dark clouds before a storm. He turned his head abruptly, his eyes filled with warning and ferocity, staring intently at the group of female prisoners under his command. His voice was low and cold, as if it came from hell!
"Listen carefully! If anyone dares to commit suicide, I will make sure they die a horrible death. Don't think you can escape by falling from the ladder. I have ordered my officers to be on guard at the foot of the cliff. If anyone deliberately falls, they will be turned into human pigs and taken with them on the road. You will not rest in peace even in the underworld!"
Yuan Zhiqiang's threat was like a sharp knife, instantly turning the female prisoners' faces as pale as paper.
They began to whisper, and panic spread among the crowd like a plague.
"What should we do? Instead of being turned into a human pig, it is better to become a military prostitute. Maybe there is still a glimmer of hope." An older female prisoner said in a trembling voice.
"Are you crazy? Being a military prostitute is worse than death. You might as well jump off this ladder now and be done with it all." A young woman retorted with horror on her face and tears in her eyes.
"But this way of dying is too horrible. I don't want to be turned into a human pig..." Another female prisoner covered her mouth, sobbed, and her body trembled uncontrollably.
Sun Ying hugged Sun Shaojie tightly in her arms and looked at her own Sun family members with sad eyes. She knew in her heart that even if the final outcome was death, these female family members would not give up this seemingly liberating opportunity to commit suicide. After all, in their hearts, dying in this way could at least preserve the last dignity, and their body and mind would not have suffered that inhuman torture.
"Sister, I'm scared." Sun Shaojie looked at the ladder that stood high and reached the sky, with no end in sight. Fear made his teeth chatter uncontrollably.
Before my feet even stepped onto the ladder, my legs felt weak, as if they had lost the strength to support my body.
Sun Ying was actually just as scared. Her body was trembling slightly, and the veins on her fist that was pressing against Sun Shaojie's waist were bulging from the excessive force.
But she didn't dare to reveal her fear. She could only suppress her inner panic and whispered comfortingly: "Don't be afraid, Shaojie. Sister will tie you up. When the time comes, just close your eyes and be patient. It will be over soon and everything will be fine."
"Wuwuwu... Sister, I'm scared, I'm scared." Sun Shaojie was so scared that tears burst out. How could he believe that his thin elder sister could take him up the towering ladder safely?
Sun Shaojie's crying was like a key that opened the valve of fear deep in Sun Ying's heart. She couldn't help but have tears in her eyes. For a moment, the brother and sister hugged each other and cried, and the atmosphere of despair around them became more and more intense.
It wasn't just Sun Ying and her brother who were crying at the scene.
A thin woman sat slumped on the ground, her eyes empty and terrified, muttering words for mercy, as if she had already seen the tragic scene of her own death while climbing the ladder. The little girl next to her was holding her clothes tightly, her little face soaked with tears, and her body was twitching with fear.
Not far away, several male prisoners pretended to be calm, but their trembling legs betrayed their inner fear. Their faces were pale, and they stared at the ladder with dull eyes, their hands clenching and unclenching unconsciously.
The female prisoners were even more miserable. One who looked like an old woman put her hands together and prayed silently to the sky, asking God to show mercy and spare them the pain of climbing. The younger female prisoners snuggled up to each other, their eyes filled with fear and helplessness of the unknown.
Some of the children were frightened by the depressing atmosphere and burst into tears, while others hid behind adults and only dared to secretly poke their heads out to look around.
The timid ones had nowhere to hide under the threat of this steep ladder, and fear was like a tide, drowning the hearts of everyone present.
Just at this moment, a sharp and long cry like thunder suddenly sounded in the sky, and everyone looked up in astonishment!
The Golden Eagle King streaked across the sky like a streak of golden lightning, darting towards them. At the same time, its anxious voice could be heard from afar: "Beauty, please save me! That ugly creature has gone mad and hired a sharpshooter to shoot me!"
The Golden Eagle King looked quite embarrassed at this moment, and his former arrogance was gone.
It was patrolling its territory leisurely, but unexpectedly encountered a sudden crisis.
The ugly monster actually found its lair with dozens of aggressive subordinates.
The Golden Eagle King saw the group of people standing ready for battle from afar, and felt something was wrong. With his extraordinary agility, he turned around in an instant, flapped his wings vigorously, and rushed into the sky again, thus narrowly escaping the disaster.
Recalling that thrilling moment, it still felt a lingering fear, secretly marveling at the fact that some humans had such superb archery skills. The arrow seemed to have the power to pierce through the clouds and shoot down the sun. If it had been a step slower, its brain, which it thought was so handsome, would have been mercilessly shot through.
When Murong Ling'er heard the Golden Eagle King's cry for help, her brows slightly frowned. Feiyu's figure immediately appeared in her mind, and she secretly thought that Feiyu must have brought help again.
But who exactly were these helpers? How powerful was the force behind them? And how strong was they compared to the enigmatic Jueming Pavilion? So many questions swirled in her mind.