The further you go into the mountains, the denser the trees become, and there is almost no canopy covering the top of your head, and only in sparse places will there be a ray of sunlight squeezing through the leaves and shining on the ground.

"Boom."

There was a muffled sound in the sky, Yan Murong raised his head, wrinkled his nose and sniffed before speaking. "It's been raining a lot lately, and it looks like it's going to rain."

"It's raining?" Su Qingwu was stunned for a moment and said. "Then we're not going back? So much has already been played. ”

Yang Yang The two rabbits in his hand Su Qingwu felt that it was enough, at least four people had jobs, plus the tiger that Yan Murong killed just now, let alone one night, he ate it for half a month.

"What are you going to do?" Yan Murong said with a smile. "It's not raining much, besides, did you hit anything?"

"I-I don't want to fight." Seeing the playful smile on the corner of Yan Murong's mouth, Su Qingwu itched her teeth fiercely.

Indeed, it had been almost two hours since she entered the mountain, and her feet were sore, and she still hadn't hit a single prey, even the two rabbits in her hand were all hit by Dong Wuyan - it just made her strange that, as Yan Murong said, except for the tiger she met at the beginning, she really didn't find any large beasts approaching them.

"Okay, then don't play." Looking at the time, it was already past ten o'clock in the morning, and it was time to go back to eat.

After speaking, the small stone in Yan Murong's hand suddenly flew out, and then, a black shadow fell from the tree, and at a glance, it was a pheasant, and Yan Murong directly pierced the pheasant's neck with a stone, so that it didn't even have a chance to escape.

"Did you already know where pheasants were?" Su Qingwu asked with a skeptical expression.

"Yes." Yan Murong replied very honestly.

"And you're going to take us around for that long?" Su Qingwu said coquettishly.

"Why do you blame me for what you said?" Yan Murong pursed his lips and said. "I saw that you two have been in the city for a long time, so I brought you here to hunt, pastime and relaxation, you are good, and blame me."

"Don't blame anyone." Su Qingwu complained. "My feet hurt, and it doesn't necessarily hurt when I go back at noon, it's really annoying."

"Well, I hate it." Yan Murong shrugged his shoulders indifferently, picked up the pheasant that had swallowed his breath from the ground, and tore a soft branch from the tree to tie the pheasant's paws, and then threw it to Su Qingwu and said. "Take it, let's go back."

"Why did you let me take it?" Su Qingwu looked at the three rabbits and a pheasant in his hand and asked in a coquettish voice.

"Who are you not going to take?" Yan Murong said with a smile. "Look, hunting is none of your business, everything you have in your hands is from me and Wuyan, you have to make some effort, right?"

"Then you're going to do nothing empty-handed?"

"Who said I was empty-handed."

"I didn't see what you had in your hand."

"Not now, not in a while." Yan Murong clapped his hands and said. "I'll have to carry that tiger back later."

"Huh?" Su Qingwu was stunned and looked at Yan Murong in surprise. "You said you were going to carry that tiger back?"

"yes, it's all hit, why don't you carry it back and put it there and wait for it to evaporate?" Yan Murong said with a smile. "The old man likes to drink tiger bone soup, so give him enough to drink this time."

"But—" Su Qingwu looked at Yan Murong with a hesitant expression and said. "The Siberian tiger is a national protected animal."

"Siberian tigers?" Yan Murong shook his head. "It's not a Siberian tiger, I don't know what breed it is, but it certainly won't be a Siberian tiger."

"Alright."

Seeing that Su Qingwu was still about to speak, Yan Murong hurriedly waved his hand and said. "Put away your love, I didn't see you care much about me, it's good to have more animals."

After speaking, Yan Murong stopped talking and turned around and returned the way he came.

The thunder in the air sounded one after another, and soon, drops of rain dripped through the canopy of the trees, crackling and falling to the ground, and a soft sound of earth suddenly rose in the woods, which made several people feel refreshed. This kind of taste, this kind of feeling, can never be enjoyed in the city full of car exhaust.

The rain was not heavy, and there was a canopy blocking it, so it became a drizzle when it fell, but after a long time, it still drenched a few people a lot, and caused Su Qingwu to complain for a while.

Dong Wuyan has not said a word since she entered the mountain, and she doesn't know if she is worried about her sister's condition or if she has other concerns. However, last night's sudden counterattack made Yan Murong a little baffled, and even more nostalgic.

"Why don't you do it again tonight?" Yan Murong thought to herself.

Thinking about it, Yan Murong felt ridiculous and a little helpless.

Su Qingwu can also be regarded as the wife he is marrying, but he and this woman have never slept in the same bed, let alone do something else, thinking of this, Yan Murong smiled bitterly - although Su Qingwu has changed a lot, it takes a very long process to completely change this state.

There are even times when Yan Murong is not optimistic about this marriage at all, maybe one day, the two of them are estimated to be separated.

"Rustle—"

The rain intensified again, and strings of crystal raindrops fell on several people through the canopy, and suddenly, several people were soaked all over their bodies.

"Yan Murong, didn't you say that it didn't rain much." Su asked in a delicate voice.

"I don't know what God thinks." Yan Murong spread his hands and said. "Don't complain, it's already wet anyway, let's go quickly, go back and take a bath and drink some tiger bone soup, and eat a roast rabbit leg, everything will be cured."

As soon as the words fell, Yan Murong suddenly stopped, and as soon as Yan Murong stopped, the two women also stopped one after another, looking at him with a strange expression.

"Let's go, what are you doing in a daze?" Su Qingwu asked angrily. For Yan Murong, Su Qingwu hated it now, let herself walk the mountain road for so long, saw such a bloody scene, and drenched herself - but she forgot that she was going to follow Yan Murong herself.

"Someone's coming." Yan Murong said lightly.

"Someone's coming?" Su Qingwu was stunned for a moment, glanced around again, and said angrily. "It's raining so hard, do you think everyone else is as stupid as you?"

"Someone is really coming." Yan Murong ignored Su Qingwu's complaints, stared coldly at the two big trees not far away, and shouted in a deep voice. "Since you've come here, come out. Hiding in a tree will cause lightning to strike. ”