"What, what, where is it, let me see."

Yang Biao was so excited.

He raised the telescope excitedly.

Sure enough, he saw it.

Two exhausted people on the ground.

It's like a mouse being fooled by a cat.

"One, two...three...five...eleven..."

Near this, there were eleven patrolling Tatars.

They seemed to have no interest in rushing up to clean up the people under the two trees.

Just riding a horse, walking aimlessly.

It was dawn now.

Whether it is the person who slept last night or the person who patrolled the night, this is the time when the person is the most tired.

Yang Biao took a deep breath and looked at Chen Aoda: "Young Master Chen, are you ready?"

“It’s ready!”

Yang Biao nodded and said, "Remember, either you and I will die here. We can save people together, which is considered destiny. After we go back, we will invite you to drink."

Chen Ao thought for a while and nodded.

Yang Biao began to slowly close the valve of the turmeric oil tank.

Immediately afterwards, the balloon began to slowly descend.

When he reached the same height and was only ten meters, Yang Biao hurriedly raised the valve again, and the balloon began to fly up again. Slowly, the balloon turned towards the big tree under the rotation of the wind wheel. As he watched the balloon floated through the air there.

It was a long time to say that, and then Yang Biao threw an iron anchor from the vine basket without hesitation.

The iron anchor is tied to a cable, which is dozens of feet long. With a clang, the iron anchor fell to the ground. As the balloon fluttered, the iron anchor was dragged on the ground. There was a sharp inverted hook on the iron anchor. After being dragged, the inverted hook inevitably began to dig the soil, and the digging became deeper and deeper. Suddenly, the entire balloon shook. It turned out that the iron anchor seemed to hook a rock underground, and it was stuck under the rock.

Yang Biao began to rotate the winch connected to the iron anchor, and then the balloon began to slowly descend.

Fifty zhang...forty zhang...thirty zhang...twenty zhang...five zhang...three zhang...one zhang.

Just when the balloon fell to ten feet...

Yang Biao took out another axe, revealing his fierce look, and lowered his voice and said, "The time is here, damn it, help the person up."

As soon as he turned over, he jumped out of the vine basket.

Chen Ao's excited heart was about to jump into his throat, but he didn't dare to hesitate and jumped straight out of the vine basket.

There is still some distance here to be under the tree.

The two landed on the ground, ran wildly like life, throwing the floating balloon behind them.

A Tatar man was a little confused.

He seemed to...he saw a ball coming down from the sky.

What a big ball.

The huge ball slowly descended, and then stopped.

The Tatar couldn't help but rub his eyes. He felt as if he might be too sleepy. Are he dreaming?

When he polished his eyes, he saw two people crawling out under the balloon, and then ran wildly under the tree with no chance.

The Tatar feels like he is about to suffocate.

People who fell from the sky...

Is it God?

Oh, it's God...

Early in the morning, especially when the sky was still gray, a person who had lived in the desert for a long time and had no education suddenly saw this scene. In addition to feeling scared, he felt an indescribable fear.

The two men had already reached the tree, and then they began to support the people and started running towards the balloon again.

Only the Tatars realized what they had.

How do you feel... it seems like a Han people came to save people.

His pupils contracted and he suddenly realized something terrible.

This is really a way to save people. Did the gods come down to earth to save people?

"Come, come..."

He began to chant.

No matter so many, you can't save anyone.

He began to pull out his knife and sprinted towards the balloon.

Chen Ao was panting and carrying Zhou La on his back, Zhou La felt dizzy.

He thought he was dead.

The most important thing is that he was very hungry, and he opened his eyes in a daze. Seeing someone carrying him on his back, he was... a Han man... he was suddenly ecstatic and someone came to save him. This... isn't this a dream.

Zhou La without hesitation, pinched the flesh on Chen Ao's back neck.

Chen Ao let out a cry of pain.

Oh, I actually know the pain, it seems... it's not a dream.

Zhou La was ecstatic.

At this time, more and more Tatars noticed the strangeness here, and they rushed from all directions.

The Tatars were confused.

Very good, how could this fall from the sky?

What's this?

Who is the person coming?

They were full of doubts.

The gray sky and the fatigue at dawn made them unable to react. In addition, the strange ball coming from the sky made them confused for a long time.

When they realized that, even though they were desperately galloping towards the balloon, they were still one step late. The four people had already climbed into the basket along the rope ladder that was pulled down from the basket.

The four of them gasped desperately.

But at this time, a Tatar already came.

Yang Biao yelled: "Hurry, cut off the cable."

Chen Ao no longer hesitated and drew his sword and cut off the cable connected to the iron anchor.

Losing the constraints of the cables, the balloon began to rise in the air again and slowly rose.

Zhou La thought that he was going to escape, and was extremely ecstatic, but when he saw that he started flying... he hurriedly got up: "Oh, what's wrong with this? Why did he fly? Oh, I'm scared..."

Chen Ao ignored him, but shouted: "Don't show up and hide in the vine basket."

But at this moment, the Tatars under the balloon actually began to bend their bows and arrows, but they saw a feather arrow passing by the vine basket. Zhou La was even more frightened and looked miserable, so he hurriedly retracted and took them back.

The feather arrow shot into the balloon.

It was inserted into the balloon of the whale's skin.

Yang Biao looked up and was amused: "It's okay, it's okay. This ball is driven by qi. There is an extra vent hole, so there is no big obstacle. Let's leave now, hurry up."

Zhou La was still in shock, but saw that the people under his feet kept getting smaller and eventually turned into black spots. He was far away from the Tatars, so he breathed a sigh of relief and suddenly remembered something: "You are..."

These people are so magical, like immortals.

But it wasn't right. He just pinched this person's flesh and screamed. Are the gods afraid of pain?

Zhou La has a good IQ and has already developed the ability to reason logically.

Chen Ao said seriously: "I am Chen Ao. I am here to rescue the young marquis at the order of my teacher. My teacher is named and respects the title of the wife. Now is not the time to speak. Let's talk in detail after we go back."

Zhou La was stunned: "Fang... Fang Jifan? Which Fang Jifan?"

Chen Ao looked at Zhou La like a monster. Don’t you know your mentor?

Zhou La said in surprise: "Which Fang Jifan is idle all day long, has nothing to do when he is full, and does not do human affairs?"

The Zhou family had no good impression of Fang Jifan. In their hearts, Fang Jifan was in the same group as the Zhang family.

Yang Biao was furious when he heard this.

He was holding a small axe in his hand, and angrily raised the axe in front of Zhou La, "My benefactor is unparalleled and righteous, and he is in the suffering of the people. He is a first-class and virtuous person. What do you say, what is idle and what is ignorant of human affairs? Try it again. What is your marquis? I am nicknamed Biaozi. If you believe it or not, I will chop you down and throw you away."

Zhou La was so scared that his face turned green. He just said casually and hurriedly said, "Don't mind, Xinjian Bo... He is a good man, I know... Otherwise, how could he rescue me? This... He is also my life-saving benefactor. Without him, I would have died a thousand times and ten thousand times. I was grateful and it was too late..." For fear that Yang Biao would not believe it, Zhou La said with a stern saying: "Fang Jifan will be my reborn parents from now on. I am a conscientious person. I really... I won't lie to you."

Yang Biao's face finally recovered.
To be continued...