Steal the world

Chapter 9

Yun Duo'er didn't know the identities of these people, but she also felt that they were not good people from the aura of the other party.

The common people recognized the golden eagle ornament on the head of the big man's horse - that was the emblem of the Tianqi Kingdom's Royal Eagle Cavalry.

It is rumored that the eagle cavalry army directly obeys the emperor's orders, and has the right to kill ordinary courtiers first and then play.

Killing a commoner is like crushing an ant.

No one wants to be an ant who is crushed to death.

Therefore, everyone obediently stayed where they were, and did not dare to move half a step!
Noticing the pale executioner on the horse behind the black-faced man, Yun Duo'er's heart sank involuntarily.

These people should have come to arrest her!

From the imposing manner and riding posture of these people, as well as the bloodthirsty coldness in their eyes.

Yun Duo'er could tell that these guys were by no means the do-nothing guards on the execution ground.

Even if they cut off the heads of ten people, they wouldn't even blink their eyes.

Although she had worn a mask on her face before, Yun Duo'er knew she couldn't take risks.

She used to be a big thief, although she did all the things that others looked like dancing on the tip of a knife.

However, for Sister Yun Duoer, everything is planned.

Every time they are ready to start, they will make careful preparations and arrangements.

A successful thief will not fight unprepared battles!

What's more, her current body cannot be compared with her previous body.

Looking around quickly, Yun Duo'er has found a suitable hiding place.

He deliberately pretended that the bun in his hand fell to the ground by mistake, and pretended to bend over to pick it up.

Yun Duo'er slipped and got under the gorgeous brocade car that blocked her body.

Stuffing the steamed stuffed bun into his bosom, grasping the axle with his hands, and stepping on the wooden card at the rear of the car, Yun Duo'er stuck directly to the bottom of the car.

Her movements are smooth and fluid, in one go.

No one noticed that there used to be a black-faced boy with a fat cloth shirt and messy hair on this street who disappeared.

The coachman, holding the rein with one hand, seemed to glance at the bottom of the car inadvertently, then quickly looked away.

If it wasn't for deliberately checking the bottom of the car, no one would be able to spot Yun Duo'er.

The gorgeous curtains hanging from the carriage perfectly concealed her figure.

(End of this chapter)