The eleventh year of the Great Zhou, autumn.

In the hunting ground outside Chang'an City, the autumn wind rose all around, rolling up bursts of sand and dust, wrapped in a biting chill.

Chu Wunian sat in the carriage escorted by Chi Yu Wei, the curtain of the carriage was lifted, and the female slaves in the carriage were all driven out of the carriage.

Behind them, several carriages followed.

She looked up and saw a vast hunting ground, clumps of weeds growing on the dunes, and behind the grass, there was a hissing noise, and the slave girls who had been driven out of the carriage were restless.

On the observation deck in the distance, there are several unattainable big people, all of whom are the demeanor of the nobles of the palace.

"Drumming!"

The leader of the Red Feather Guard on the side gave an order.

"Boom!"

A heavy drumming sounded from the lookout and resounded throughout the vast hunting grounds.

In an instant, the Akabane Guard, who was escorting the slave girls, threw down a sharp dagger and withdrew from the hunting ground, leaving only the female slaves of the Youting Court standing in the autumn wind, their faces full of fear.

"Sister Wunian..."

Zhao'er, who grew up with Chu Wunian in the Ye Youting Court, unconsciously leaned towards her, not only her, but all the female slaves gathered together.

Chu Wunian bent the corners of his eyes slightly, patted her hand, and then raised his head, those blue and white eyes were full of fierceness!

"That's... What's that? A slave girl swallowed the dryness in her throat and pointed to something black behind the grass.

The black thing slowly came out from behind the grass, and a pair of eyes shone with a terrifying light, staring at people's scalps tingling!

"Wolves! It's a wolf! ”

In an instant, the screams in the hunting ground were everywhere, and the wolves were attracted by the screams, and they came out from behind the grass and approached them step by step.

"Come, hold it tight!"

Chu Wunian immediately squatted down, picked up the dagger on the ground, and stuffed it into Zhao'er's hand, but her palms were weak, she could barely hold the dagger, and her legs trembled terribly!

"Don't be afraid, you follow me!"

She glanced anxiously ahead, trying to soothe Zhao'er's shaky body.

"Hmm!"

Seeing the firmness flashing in her eyes, Zhao'er nodded reluctantly and clenched the dagger in her hand.

The wolves approached them, and all the slave girls who had gathered together scattered and fled in all directions!

But two legs can't outrun four legs in the end, and soon, panicked screams sounded from all around, mixed with the tearing sound of flesh and bone separation, and a strong smell of blood filled the air!

"Sister, I can't run!"

Before the hour of incense, Zhao'er was physically exhausted, fell on the sand dune, panting hard, and teardrops the size of beans fell into the dust.

Suddenly, the wolf that was chasing them pounced on them, and Chu Wunian spun around and landed in front of Zhao'er, the sharp dagger in his hand plunged straight into the wolf's neck.

"Whew!"

This miserable cry immediately attracted the few wolves closest to them, all of them rushed towards Chu Wunian, she frowned coldly, she could only use her elbow to counter, bumped away from the wolf that was rushing towards her, the dagger in her right hand was pulled out, stabbed into the wolf's back, and another wolf was cut by her knife!

"Yo, is there really such a character in the Hidden Court?"

On the observation deck, there was a sound of ridicule that was not too big of a matter.

Zhao Zhixun sat on the main seat, her ink-colored eyes stared at the slave girl in white clothes, her clothes had been torn and torn by wolves, her elbow was bitten by wolves and wounds one after another, the autumn wind blew her scattered hair, but it still couldn't block the sharp light between her eyes!

The slender Ning Hao was a bloodthirsty dagger, with a knife in her hand, not very agile, but she never hesitated for a moment, and she was not as weak as the crying slave girl at her feet.

On the sand dunes, a few wolves that had been killed by her lay down, angering the remaining wolves in the hunting ground, and they let go of the slave girl who was biting in their mouths and surrounded Chu Wunian.

"Sister..."

Zhao'er held her breath, the dagger in her hand had already fallen into the dust, and her body trembled.

"Retreat behind me."

Chu Wunian stretched out his hand to protect her, blood still dripping from his elbow.

I've been hurt like that, and I still have the heart to care about others?

Zhao Zhixun snorted lightly, his slender fingers gently rubbed the mutton fat jade with cyan light on his waist, and his peerless eyes hooked up a touch of interest.

The wolves swarmed up, Chu Wunian picked up Zhao'er's dagger, and there was a burst of cold light between his hands, stabbing towards the attacking wolves, but the two wolves opened their mouths and bit their calves, and their bodies fell to the ground, and the dagger in his hand cut two long marks in the dust, stirring up a dust mist!

"Sister Wunian!"

Zhao'er's pupils shrank suddenly, and she watched as she was besieged by wolves, and her face was no longer bloody.

Chu Wunian gritted her teeth tightly, her brows furrowed, and in front of her was a dry branch standing in the dust, she stabbed the dagger in her hand into the branch, her body was forced, and her legs kicked into the belly of the two wolves, kicking the wolf that bit her calf a few feet away!

With murderous aura in her blue eyes, she turned over and bullied up, slashing all the wolves that besieged and pounced on her!

Kneeling on the ground, Chu Wunian lowered her head, her heart rose and fell violently, and a few lines of sweat fell on her tired face, seeping into the dry sand.

"Sister Wunian, we survived!"

Zhao'er ran towards her, and in the entire hunting ground, only she and Chu Wunian were the two slave girls!

Chu Wunian raised his head towards her, and a smile filled his pupils, but the next moment, the smile froze in her blue eyes.

"Whew!"

A sharp arrow pierced Zhao'er's heart, and the end of the arrow was stained with bright red blood!

"Zhao'er!"

Chu Wunian stretched out his hand to catch her, looked at the observation deck with hateful eyes, and a black sandalwood dark pattern python robe met her eyes.

Zhao Zhixun was holding a bow and arrow in his hand, his clothes were flying, and he looked at her from a distance, his eyes were cold.