Han Changmu's eyebrows jumped, and he counted the wolves surrounding him. There were eleven or two, all of them lean and strong, with fangs exposed, smelly bits dripping from their mouths, and sharp wolf claws running back and forth on the sand. Plane and draw a few shallow marks.
A low roar came, and several gray wolves eagerly opened their mouths and rushed over.
Han Changmu swung his sword sternly, and the cold wind blew up like a knife. Bloody light and fierce howls passed by, and two gray wolves were chopped down to the ground.
He did not look back, but shouted loudly to Yao Yao: "You retreat first, go back to the bonfire."
But Yao Yao did not retreat. The long thread was stretched straight, rolled up and lifted, and threw the wolf far away.
Her method was fierce, and several long threads came out at the same time, but the wolves could not get close to her at all.
She raised her head and glanced at the gray wolf on the sandy slope. After thinking for a moment, she took off her backpack, took out a wolf cub, and gave it to Han Changmu. She held the other one and put the dagger against the wolf cub. On the neck.
The gray wolf on the sandy slope seemed to be very spiritual. Seeing Yao Yao's actions, he raised his head and howled again.
The wolves immediately stopped jumping and took a few steps back. They stared at the green wolf eyes and still surrounded Han Changmu and Han Changmu with no intention of leaving.
Yao Yao pinched the little wolf's neck hard, forcing the little wolf to howl in pain.
The gray wolf on the sandy slope immediately swooped down and looked at Yao Yao ferociously.
Yao Yao swallowed, pursed his dry lips, and restrained his voice from trembling: "Listen, let us go, or I will kill it."
Han Changmu snorted, laughed, and leaned close to Yao Yao to whisper: "Are you sure that beast understands?"
Yao Yao nodded seriously and whispered seriously: "Beasts like wolves are spiritual."
As she spoke, she carefully stabbed the little wolf's neck with the dagger, using a very measured force that would not really hurt it but make it wail in pain.
Sure enough, the gray wolf took a step back, looked up to the sky and howled, and the pack of wolves paced away with their tails hanging, revealing a narrow gap in the circle.
Han Changmu and Yao Yao looked at each other in shock, but they flew away before they could ask any more questions.
After crossing the bonfire and hiding in the burning circle of the bonfire, the two of them breathed a sigh of relief.
How can you give up so easily when the meat is at your mouth? The wolves are still squatting outside the fire ring with eager eyes, waiting for the fire ring to extinguish and a gap to appear, and then take the opportunity to pounce on it.
As soon as Han Changmu entered the ring of fire, he saw He Cai lying on Xie Mengxia crying bitterly, with tears and snot running down his face. He wiped it on Xie Mengxia's body: "Your Highness, Your Highness, Your Highness."
Before he could speak, he saw Xie Mengxia blinking her eyes, pushing He Cai's hand away, and curling her lips in disgust: "You kid, stay away from me, and don't smear your nose on me, it's so disgusting."
Han Changmu choked.
This is such a talent. He was snatched away by a wolf and still alive. After being rescued from a desperate situation, he still cared about whether the snot was disgusting.
He Cai was stunned for a moment, then rushed over and continued crying: "Your Highness, Your Highness, you are still alive."
Xie Mengxia disliked He Cai even more. Those who disliked him didn't want to look at him seriously, and gave him a sideways glance: "Why, you are so eager to see me be bitten to death by a wolf."
Han Changmu hurriedly helped Xie Mengxia up and said politely: "Your Highness, King of Han, do you feel any discomfort?"
Xie Mengxia then saw Han Changmu and smiled: "Thank you, Master Han, for saving your life. It's okay. I'm not injured. It's just that the wolf tore my newly made clothes. It's a pity."
As soon as these words came out, the garrison soldiers all fell in admiration.
Who is this? They tried their best to rescue him from the wolf's mouth, but he was still regretting his clothes.
Is God blind? He actually chose such a person as the prince. Fortunately, he was deposed. Otherwise, it would be a misfortune for the country.
Han Changmu sighed when he saw that Xie Mengxia was really fine. This man really survived the disaster and would be blessed later. He came to his senses and ordered the garrison: "Guard the fire, and we will return after daybreak." The fifth beacon.”
The garrison troops should claim that they did not dare to be careless and spread out separately, guarding several bonfires respectively, and slowly threw dry wood into the fire, so as not to let the fire burn too brightly, and not let the fire really go out.
Yao Yao stuffed the two wolf cubs back into his backpack. Such a useful amulet could not be lost.
She whispered to Han Changmu: "Master, since the wolves are afraid of us harming the cubs, why don't we take the opportunity to rush back to the Fifth Beacon overnight and wait until dawn."
Han Changmu looked at the wolf shadows outside the bonfire and said solemnly, "It's too dark, which is perfect for gray wolves to ambush. We have few people and there are too many gray wolves. If we go out rashly, we will be unable to withstand them."
Yao Yao pursed his lips, looked at the few dry firewood left, looked up at the unpredictable and deep sky, and sighed secretly.
There is still no sign of dawn, how can we survive this?
The night wind was getting stronger and colder, so these people all put on warm clothes, but they were also blown to the bone by the cold wind, so they came closer to the bonfire to warm their hands.
Xie Mengxia sneezed several times, smiled and Han Changmu said with a smile: "Young Envoy Han, can you take off your sheep fur and let me wear it?"
Han Changmu glanced at Xie Mengxia and raised his eyebrows at Yao Yao: "Ah Yao, clothes."
Xie Mengxia quickly pressed Han Changmu's hand and said hesitantly: "Well, it's not a good idea to take off the girl's clothes."
Han Changmu glanced at Xie Mengxia and said calmly: "Your Highness is not cold anymore?" Without waiting for Xie Mengxia's answer, he shouted: "A Yao, there is no need to take it, Your Highness is not cold anymore."
"I'm cold, cold, cold. Isn't it okay?" Xie Mengxia shouted angrily, and said angrily: "Young Ambassador Han, it's okay for you to hold a grudge like this. Didn't I just take off your pants? You didn't Less meat.”
This is Han Changmu's pain point and cannot be mentioned or touched. When he heard Xie Mengxia yelling out so carelessly, his face changed slightly and he looked to the left and right with unkind eyes.
The garrison soldiers all turned their heads and looked at the two men, with probing expressions written all over their faces. Some of them were still whispering, asking about the fact that the King of Han had taken off Han Changmu's pants.
However, this matter is old news in Chang'an City. The Fifth Beacon is too far away and this old news has not reached this place. Although I don't know the details, I can hear the words that the King of Han took off Han Changmu's pants. This trip has been worthwhile.
Seeing Han Changmu's eyes that were as cold as ice, like sharp knives poking through him, the garrison soldiers tightened their mouths, suppressed laughter and turned their heads to stare at the bonfire.
Han Changmu became angry and shouted at Yao Yao: "A Yao, don't take it, His Highness the King of Han is not cold."
Yao Yao had been holding back her laughter and endured the pain. She wanted to tell the garrison the whole story, tell them that she was the one who had experienced it, and let them envy, envy, and hate it, but she didn't dare.
Hearing Han Changmu's angry voice, she burst into laughter and said quickly and seriously: "Oh, okay."
Xie Mengxia hurriedly begged in a low voice: "Don't, don't, don't you think it's okay if I don't say it?"
Han Changmu was also really afraid of freezing the weak King of Han, so he shook his head helplessly and waved towards Yao Yao.
Yao Yao came over with the sheep fur and threw it on Xie Mengxia.
As he got closer, Xie Mengxia could clearly see Yao Yao's features. He clicked his tongue and salivated: "Hey, I said Mr. Han, you are so beautiful. You can find it in such a desolate place. Such a delicious girl, although this girl is not as delicate and graceful as the girls in Chang'an City, she does not have a refreshing and heroic spirit."
Yao Yao had already seen Xie Mengxia's true nature as a playboy, but listening to him say these nonsense words, she still felt really unhappy. She opened her mouth and was about to refute, but she stopped thinking about her status.
Han Changmu said calmly and calmly: "I'll pay for the rest. A Yao is the best at killing people. Do you want to give it a try, Your Highness the King of Han?"
Xie Mengxia choked for a moment, then smiled at Yao Yao with an ugly face: "I'm sorry, I'm sorry."
Yao Yao pursed his lips, thinking of a passage in a novel he had read, and felt it was very appropriate, so he still spoke: "Your Highness, if the news of you being carried away by a wolf reaches the capital, it will be recorded in the history books. The last one didn’t sound so nice.”
Xie Mengxia let out a light sigh, raised his eyebrows with interest and smiled: "Oh, why doesn't it sound good? Let me tell you."
Yao Yao walked solemnly and spoke slowly: "In the fifteenth year of Yong'an, King Meng Xia of Han was caught by a wolf during the fifth beacon hunting..." The voice stopped suddenly, and her eyes flashed slightly. , looked at Xie Mengxia meaningfully.
Han Changmu made a sound, hurriedly suppressed his smile, and sat upright.
Xie Mengxia thought carefully.
It sucks, it really sucks.
He was a dignified prince, but he was captured by a wolf.
Can these words be spread? Obviously not, it is too inconsistent with his status as a prince.
His beautiful eyes rolled around, then he approached Han Changmu with a playful smile, and whispered: "Young Envoy Han, I want to discuss something with you."
Han Changmu nodded expressionlessly: "His Highness's orders cannot be obeyed even after consultation."
Xie Mengxia hated Han Changmu's arrogance and arrogance the most, and whispered: "Major Ambassador Han, the grudge between us has been wiped out." He made a gesture of removing his pants and continued: "I won't mention it anymore. After returning to Beijing, you are not allowed to mention the fact that I was caught by a wolf."
Han Changmu raised his eyebrows and nodded: "I will naturally obey His Highness's instructions."
After finishing speaking, he glanced at Yao Yao. He could control his own mouth but could not control Yao Yao's.
The sky is filled with bright stars, the moon is cold and the wind is getting tighter.
More than twenty pairs of green wolf eyes stared at the burning bonfire, silently and without moving an inch.
Han Changmu looked up at the sky and saw that it was still early before dawn, but the dry firewood was running out at a speed visible to the naked eye and was about to be used up.
The fire was swaying in the cold wind, the fire was no longer bright, and it was dark and shaky.
