Chapter 1 Zhao Zheng’s Escape

Style: Fantasy Author: Mao WuWords: 2907Update Time: 24/01/12 05:59:52
Zhao Guohan (space) Dan.

Not far away at the foot of Zishan Mountain, a hundred kilometers to the northwest, strong winds rolled up the fallen leaves. During the rustling, the dense forest rolled like waves, migrating birds hurried into the forest, and animals ran around in panic.

"Brush——" "Brush——"

"Where else do you want to run!"

The sound of arrows piercing the air was endless, accompanied by the noise of human voices and the neighing of horses, it was like boiling water.

It is estimated that the group of princes and grandsons of Zhao Kingdom are out for spring hunting again.

Baitao is already used to it.

This is the first mountain in Handan, with purple light shining all year round and thousands of rosy clouds. Over the past few years, it has not only been a place for these little fairies to practice, but it has also been a treasured place for traditional hunting in the Zhao Kingdom.

Climbing up a branch of a tree to avoid the sharp attack, Baitao saw a young boy running towards him on horseback not far from the tree.

Behind him were several peers riding horses. These peers were dressed in luxurious clothes. The long bows in their hands were not aimed at the prey, but at the young boy's back.

"brush--"

Three arrows were fired in unison, trying to kill someone.

The young man's face was covered with blood marks from being scratched, and he looked very embarrassed, but his skills were particularly extraordinary.

Lifting up his long sword and blocking back, he swiftly removed the power of the force.

But there was still an arrow that could not be stopped, and it hit the horse's leg. The horse was in pain, and its front hooves jumped up, almost throwing the young man off the horse.

"drive!"

The young man managed to steady his body, gritted his teeth, and then slapped the horse's butt hard with the back of his sword.

In such a dangerous situation, his movements were done in one go, with a calmness that was inconsistent with his age.

Seeing that the shot was missed, the lungs of the people behind him were about to explode. A rather feminine-looking young man patted the horse's neck and yelled viciously, "It's running so damn fast! Master, let's see if we turn around and give him something." Eat his good fruit!"

Can you not run faster when you are being chased?

Could it be that I'm still standing still waiting for you to come...

Baitao muttered in her heart. She squatted on a tree branch with her tail folded. Her fox eyes turned back and forth between the two groups of people, her claws grabbed the bark of the tree, and she jumped on another tree branch nimbly and delicately.

Well, go to the front line and go see a good show.

"Hurry up and chase! There will be a reward if you catch him!"

"Things who are worse than pigs and dogs dare to disobey this prince's orders!"

"Run? Where else are you running? You! Go over there and outflank us!"

The boy fled in a panic on the ground, while Baitao jumped repeatedly on the crown of the tree.

He seemed to catch something out of the corner of his eye. The fleeing young man tilted his head, his hair full of green hair teasing his sharp chin.

He saw a fire fox jumping constantly on the canopy of the tree. The fire fox's fur was bright, and it was refracted by the sun like a fireball burning with desire.

Smart and beautiful.

But he didn't pay too much attention. The party headed by Zhao Yan was still chasing him and biting him. Although they would not kill him, it was just because he was Qin's hostage.

But he will definitely be crippled, and no one will pursue it as long as it is an accidental injury caused by hunting.

Who would be willing to be disabled?

The young man's eyes were half-squinted, and he pulled his riding whip and rushed toward the thorn forest like a madman.

The wild horse was about to lose control, and he had to get out as soon as possible.

If Zhao Zhengquan has to go back in full this time, he will pay back the humiliation he has suffered a thousand times in the future!

Baitao was still playing a racing game with him on the branch of a tree, when she suddenly saw the young man risking his life and plunged into the thorns and disappeared through the dense barrier of life.

Baitao: "?"

She was a little confused as a fox, even her eyes were round and round.

Quickly stopping his paws, Baitao looked down at the other horse that was catching up.

The man and horse only saw the bodies of horses that had been poisoned by poison arrows and were foaming at the mouth lying on the ground. There was no sign of the young man, and they were all yelling curses there.

"Let him run away again! Damn it!"

"Extremely cunning, Master, what do you think we should do? I swear I won't be a member of Zhao until I maim him!" The feminine young man stamped his feet and said angrily.

The leader of the Zhao Kingdom, Prince Zhao Yan, twitched his cheeks and patted his back to comfort him, "Okay, you are just a hostage who was born to be a slave. His biological father in our Zhao Kingdom can even climb on top of dancers to poop and pee." , not to mention this abandoned bastard, I heard that his mother was the son of a lowly businessman. He cannot return to this status even if he wants to, and he will die sooner or later. Why are you so angry? "

"Owner--"

The feminine boy hummed.

"Let's go! You've had a lot of fun here today, go back and drink and eat meat!"

Prince Zhao waved his hand, and no matter how unwilling the effeminate young man was, he had no choice but to disperse with the team.

The setting sun is intoxicating, and the glow looks particularly magnificent, as if it is being swayed by two invisible hands, gradually turning into deep purple and red, and then the black gold is intoxicated, and the auspicious energy rises.

Baitao chased his big fluffy tail in circles on the branches.

One lap, two laps, three laps...

Time flows slowly.

"call--"

Breathing out her evil spirit, Baitao thought to herself that she was actually catching fish and chasing birds on this purple mountain every day. She was so excited catching dragonflies, butterflies, and squirrels. Apart from this, she just practiced and had nothing else to do.

Then Brother A won't be angry if she drags someone back to the fox cave, right?

With a click of his paw, it was settled.

The white peach branch raised its tail and flew across the tree trunk to the ground, running towards the direction where the boy disappeared just now.

Secret barrier.

As the name suggests, it is a place where no one visits all year round, with thorns and vines growing everywhere. There are countless poisonous snakes, insects and ants inside. The smell of rotting leaves accumulated on the soil for many years can reach straight to the heaven and earth.

Baitao snorted as soon as she ran in, and walked with one claw and one claw. Not far away, the sad night sound of the mandrill could be heard, and the dangerous and dark night came quietly.

Baitao searched slowly. Under the moonlight, her fox eyes were brown with animalistic qualities, like a vixen who was in company with spirits.

Oh, I almost forgot.

She was originally a vixen.

Following the blood trail, Baitao saw the unconscious young man.

His black linen clothes were torn by thorns, his exposed skin was stained with blood, and there were many dense thorns on his body.

Like a hedgehog, the hedgehog black ball.

Bai Taoxin said.

Baitao went over and sniffed his scent. She didn't recognize him, she only remembered the smell. The boy looked dark and not like the middle of winter, but he smelled very clean. The cleanness made her a little hungry.

She was just about to lick the blood on his neck, but she found that there was an arrow wound on the young man's cheek, and black blood was gurgling out.

"Huh?"

poisoned?

If it's poisoned, you're no longer a good person, if it's broken, you're a bad person, and bad people can't lick it.

Baitao licked her teeth regretfully, grabbed the back of his neck and dragged him towards the fox hole.

Her teeth were almost broken, and she finally got to the fox cave where she and her brother lived.

"Little guy, you picked up a wild man and came back?"

Outside the fox cave, her beautiful fox brother has silver hair reaching his waist and a face that is unparalleled. He is the most beautiful vixen on the Purple Mountain.

He was sitting cross-legged on a rock absorbing the essence of the sun and moon. When he saw Baitao coming back, he raised his fox eyes and raised his hand at her.

Baitao immediately threw herself into his arms, "Brother!"

Bai Tu pinched her jaw to check, and was relieved to see that her teeth were intact.

With his eyes rolling, Bai Tu touched her furry head and commented to the unconscious young man on the ground, "It's a good thing."

Of course Baitao was very happy when the things he picked up were praised.

But just as she was about to flick her tail, she heard Brother Meihu's magnetic and interesting voice continue, "Suitable for a pot of stew."

"..."

Baitao trembled and said hesitantly, "But, brother, don't we not eat people?"

"This is not human."

Bai Tu hugged her and stood up. The strong wind on the top of the mountain made his white robe flutter, and the silver threads flew. It was obviously the time to cover up the past and present, but there was an unexplained accumulation of vicissitudes of life. "This is with the emperor, The Emperor of Earth is also known as the Pangu descendant of the Three Emperors, the Emperor of People."

After all, Baitao was still confused after hearing this.

But I only understand one meaning.

That is really the best thing. In the past, if my brother had any good things, he would feed them to her first. Now she finally picked up the best things. Regardless of whether he is a human or an emperor, she should be filial to her brother first.

Like an arrow from the string, it rushed into the fox's hole and took out the rice bowl. Baitao slapped the young man's chest with his paw, twitched the tips of his ears, and said with a smile, "Brother, start the pot and light the fire! Time!"

"It's not yet ready."

Bai Tu shook his head and stopped the little guy.

The back of the neck was lifted up by Brother Meihu's big handbag, and Baitao grabbed the rice bowl with two paws. Her big watery eyes were a little confused, "What is heat?"

"The heat is the depth of a person's cultivation. When the heat is strong, the taste is called wonderful."

Bai Tu's tone was light and breezy, as if he was talking about insignificant flowers and grass. He cast his gaze on the young man's thin body, "I haven't achieved Zen yet, but I still lack it."

Baitao rolled his eyes and came up with an idea, "Brother, let's lock him up and raise him until he is granted Zen status, and then we can eat him after he is granted Zen status."

"What a clever little guy."

Bai Tu touched her belly, grabbed the boy's arm with one hand, and dragged her into the cave.