"Ami, don't be like this, I'm so scared if you do this. Chai Rong hugged the concubine, at a loss, as if it was not right to hug him, and it was not right to hug him.

"Ami. ”

"Aramco ......"

After screaming for a long time, seeing the concubine nested in his arms, he just cried, and Chai Rong's limbs were almost stiff: "Ami, you answer me - the wolf is dead, dead, and his head is open." It's all dead, what are you afraid of? Don't cry, your crying is in my heart...... It's like grass growing, it's so uncomfortable. ”

If Ami hadn't held him in his arms and didn't let go, he would have wanted to dig into his chest and scratch it well.

"Ami," Chai Rong whispered, "You have blood on your face, and it's scary to be with tears, why don't you wipe it first?"

Strange way, she always smells a pungent smell of blood, which is endless, like a shadow. After being reminded by Chai Rong, she suddenly remembered that when Chai Rong slashed the wolf's head with a sickle, the gray wolf had already pounced in front of her and was not even a foot away from her, and blood spurted out and splashed her face.

The concubine raised her sleeves and wiped them on her face, but unexpectedly, the sleeves were also full of blood.

"Stop!" Chai Rong shouted, clamping her shoulders with both hands and pushing her back: "You wiped all the blood on your face, like a ghost!"

The concubine looked down consciously, and sure enough, the right half of her body was covered in blood, especially on her sleeves, which made her wrinkled like a diaper.

She hurriedly reached out to wipe her face, and her wet hand didn't know if it was tears or blood, "Are you feeling better now?" she asked in a thick nasal voice.

Chai Rong's frightened little head shook like a wave drum.

"What should I do then?" Guifei burst into tears again, looking down at the blood on her body, and at Chai Rong, who was even more scared than she looked - of course, even if she was about to run away with all her souls and souls now, she could still see with what little mind she was afraid of was her.

Or rather, her bloody face?

"Shiro," she said with a sob, "I'm so scared, my hands are still shaking." ”

He was also afraid. His heart was shaking, too.

Where had he ever seen such a terrifying and pitiful Gu Xunmei, holding him tightly, and his eyes did not leave his sight without blinking.

"Otherwise, let's go home and wash up. Chai Rong racked his brains to find a way to comfort the concubine.

Is this comforting?

The concubine said that their brain frequencies were obviously not on the same channel. Couldn't pick up his signals. But after thinking about it carefully, there really seems to be no other way to clean her bloody face than this method. Looking for water in the mountains? She was really afraid that these wolves would have companions, so she didn't wash her face and then summoned them with the bloody smell all over her body. Then she didn't use the Chai Rong Flying Sickle to save her life, and it scared her to death.

“…… My legs were weak and I couldn't stand up. The concubine stood up several times but didn't get up. Tears flowed.

Half of it was because of fear, and half of it was really panicked, she never dreamed that after encountering such a thing, she was so frightened that she couldn't even stand up, her limbs didn't obey the call, and her brain and mouth were obviously powered off.

She promised Old Man Chai that he would be happy, as long as Chai Rong carried a bow and arrows up the mountain, she would accompany him and watch him not hurt anyone.

Before it happened, she was simply not afraid. There are people with such high force value as Chai Rong, and she is not afraid of the tiger coming. Besides, she came out in such a sinister environment in the palace, and she died once, she was not even afraid of death, and she really didn't know what to be afraid of!

Who knows!

It's all a kind of beautiful, no matter how sinister the palace is, she has the old emperor to protect her, and she has enough mental strength to resist confrontation.

But the animals in the mountains are different, she used to hear the second elder of the Chai family say that the back mountains are sinister, and jackals, tigers and leopards are ferocious. She always thought that as long as Chai Rong was there, even if she met her, she would always be the calm and relaxed Yao Guifei who had a chance to win, and nothing in the world could defeat her.

As a result, reality slapped her hard.

In the moment when he met the gray wolf face to face, his eyes staggered. Even when she didn't face it, when she saw the fierce hunting eyes of the four wolves, all her defenses suddenly collapsed, and she was caught off guard.

That's when she knew, it turned out that she was so vulnerable, in front of the ferocious wolves. Not only her people, but also her spirit are so vulnerable.

It turned out that she had always thought too highly of herself.

"Don't cry, I'll carry you back. Chai Rong did what he said, one hand clamped her shoulder and knocked her down, and the other arm grabbed her full of arms-

"Wait! thing!" the concubine was still trembling even though she was frightened, but there was always a part of her brain that remained awake.

The basket of prey that was already full of prey let him kill the wolf when he threw out more than half of it, and the pheasant and hare and little weasel were sprinkled on the ground, and the old goat that was surrounded and suppressed had already disappeared, but the five wolves were all dead, especially the three who were cut by the knife in their hands died in a tragic state, and the blood that spurted out alone merged into a big pool.

As for the gray wolf that had been scooped under her nose, she didn't even dare to look at it, and she would never forget the way it stared at her, as if she had broken her neck with a slight force under its fangs.

Chai Rong hugged the concubine and shook it around, and put her back in place, and at this time, there was basically only the corpse of an unnamed bird left in the basket on his back.

He untied the basket, grabbed the prey all over the ground, and threw it into the basket.

"Don't want pheasants and bits and pieces, you put the wolves in them, and then see if you can fit them, and then throw the rabbits in if you can. The concubine sat on the ground and commanded.

Chai Rong is also enough, pick her up from where to put her, in front of her eyes is the gray wolf whose head has been split in half and whose eyes are bulging!

"Chai Rong!"

Chai Rong could basically hear that the concubine was angry as soon as he called him his name, so he suddenly stopped and asked cautiously, "What did I do wrong?"

The concubine turned her face away and pointed to her feet tremblingly, "Drag this away." ”

Chai Rong commanded one action at a time, stepped forward in a few steps, grabbed the gray wolf's hind legs and threw them into the basket, and the blood splashed the concubine's trouser legs. If it weren't for the fact that his expression was too natural and harmless, she really thought that he was deliberately taking revenge on her.

If there are four wolves in the basket, it basically can't be loaded with other prey, and the firewood press is based on the teaching of the concubine, but the pestle is hard to put three more hares in it, and it has already come out of the tip.

"Ami," Chai Rong's eyes lit up, "I'll send this basket back first, and then I'll just come back again, and it can all be loaded." ”

The concubine gritted her teeth, meaning to throw her into the mountains to be with these dead corpses, or wait for the other wolves to come and eat her?

"Chai Rong, did you do it on purpose?!"

(To be continued.) )