Qin Hao never believed in the ghost story, and he just talked about it casually, but he didn't expect to scare the little girl in front of him who was not afraid of heaven and earth. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

Seeing her trembling there, I felt a little unbearable, leaned against the big stone, sat down slowly, and said, "Little girl, you can sleep well, I will sit here and not go anywhere." ”

The night breeze was cool, and I didn't know if it was cold or frightened, Wanyan Wulu's little face turned pale, shook his head gently, moved his body over, and snuggled up to Qin Hao's side, only in this way could she give her the greatest sense of security.

The two of them sat like this, a fire was burning in front of them, and the firelight was reflected on Wanyan Wulu's face, white and red, looking particularly charming, and the little bird snuggled up to Qin Hao's side like a human.

The night was quiet, neither of them spoke, neither of them wanted to break the tranquility, and Qin Hao only occasionally moved his body and added some dead branches to the fire.

Time passed bit by bit, and when it was almost the third watch, the horse suddenly became restless, Qin Hao didn't understand what was going on, but Wanyan Wulu's face began to change, "Little Nanban, it is estimated that the tiger is coming." ”

"Tiger?" He was really afraid of something, Qin Hao almost bounced up from the ground, holding a sharp arrow in his hand, pulling Wanyan Wulu behind him, his eyes staring straight ahead of the darkness.

Wanyan Wulu took out his bow and arrows, unwilling Qin Hao to take risks, and came to the front with a dodge, bending his bow and arrows, "Little Nanban, you don't know martial arts, when I fight with the tiger later, you can ride the little red horse and run as far as you want." ”

When danger came, Wanyan Wulu, who was afraid of ghosts, returned to his usual calm, Qin Hao was born under the red flag, grew up under the red flag, and the idea he received since he was a child is that there are fifty-six nationalities, fifty-six flowers, and fifty-six nationalities are one family.

Chinese men are born to protect Chinese women, whether it is a thousand years ago or a thousand years later, this kind of thinking can be said to be deep-rooted, and he pulled Wanyan Wulu behind him, and said in a rough voice: "Before the man dies, women will stand back for me." ”

Qin Hao's words were a little rough, so rough that Yan Wulu didn't react at all, he just stood behind him stupidly, looking at Qin Hao's tall back stupidly, his nose was so sour that he almost had tears falling.

The clouds are from the dragon, the wind is from the tiger, this is true, as the hunting wind gets closer and closer, a big tiger with a hanging gold and white forehead is roaring towards this side at a whirlwind speed.

As he passed by the trap, he inevitably touched the mechanism, and suddenly five or six sharpened branches shot out with a sharp sound of breaking through the air, and shot at the tiger in undulating waves.

Qin Hao's calculation was very good, at least three of the six branches hit the tiger's body, and one of them was nailed to the tiger's buttocks, and a wisp of blood rushed out.

The tiger's butt can't be touched, although Qin Hao's bow array is cleverly calculated, but the power of the branches can only shoot the tiger but not the tiger, he did this, originally because he couldn't shoot the beasts, but also scared them away.

As a result, it backfired, the crazy tiger didn't care about the scars on his body at all, and roared and pounced towards the cover, Wanyan Wulu saw this, and suddenly flashed out from behind Qin Hao, and two arrows shot out with a whoosh.

Both arrows were shot at the tiger's head, but did not pierce the skull, but only suffered a skin wound, which, instead of working, angered the tiger even more.

Seeing this, Qin Hao once again pulled Wanyan Wulu behind him, followed by a pull of the rattan, and the branches that were originally bent suddenly rebounded back and hit the tails of their respective arrows.

Unfortunately, the tail of the arrow was narrow, the branches were completely missing in the process of rebounding, and the arrows shot had no sense of direction, although the swishing sound did not stop, but none of the five or six arrows shot hit the tiger's body.

All hope was pinned on the golden knife tied to the pole of the tree, and according to the experience just now, when the branch bounced, it hit the branch with far more accuracy than the end of the arrow.

At this moment, Qin Hao could only make a desperate bet, pulling Wanyan Wulu to the back of the golden knife, hiding Wanyan Wulu behind him, and narrowing the range of the target as much as possible to attract the tiger.

At the same time, in his left hand he pulled a mechanism made of rattan, while in his right hand he had already held the short spear in his hand, hidden in the wide sleeves of his coat, revealing a swarthy muzzle, and if the golden knife did not work, then the only way to use it was to use the gun.

In order to injure someone, the tiger must go over the cover in front of it and rush forward for some distance to reach the two, which is just right for a pistol shot.

The tiger was also smart, after walking back for a distance, he suddenly turned the tiger's head, rushed wildly, and when he was about a foot away from the bunker, he slammed forward, soared into the air, and pounced towards Qin Hao.

"Die!" Qin Hao kept staring at the tiger, and when he saw it swooping down, he calculated the distance, released the mechanism, and the branch quickly bounced back and hit the tree pole above.

"Whoosh!"

The tree pole pushed the golden knife into the tiger's throat without allowing it to be fired, and then a silver light drove straight in, and it sank into the tiger's head like a practice, and the tip of the spear pierced out from the other side, and a little blood dripped from the tip of the spear, and the blood was red and bloody.

At the same time, a black hunting fork shot like lightning, stuck in the tiger's right neck, and the blood sprayed wildly, which looked particularly shocking in the firelight.

Between the lightning and flint, there were three sharp weapons from different angles into the tiger's body, this tiger even if it had ten lives can not help but carry, as the silver spear was drawn, it suddenly fell from the air, fell heavily to the ground, splashing the sky full of dust.

Yang Zaixing withdrew the silver spear, the fire shone on his face, looking particularly heroic, his eyes were not staring at Qin Hao, but at the young man in animal skin who slowly walked from the darkness.

When Wanyan Wulu saw that person, he flew over like a swallow skimming the water, and said aggrievedly: "Fourth brother, you are finally here!" ”

The person who came was the fourth son of Wanyan Agu, the fourth prince of the character, I saw him with a blue face, and snorted coldly at Wanyan Wulu, who was shocked and undecided: "Nonsense!" ”

Wanyan Wulu didn't speak, she grimaced at him, pulled up Wanyan Wushu's arm, and rushed over to this side, she wanted to introduce Qin Hao to her most respected fourth brother as quickly as possible.

Qin Hao didn't expect Yang Zaixing to follow him here, and walked out from behind the bunker, and said in surprise: "Brother Yang, why are you here?" ”

"I came in search of horse tracks, but fortunately I came in time." When Yang Zaixing said this, he suddenly saw the golden knife at the tiger's throat, and said with a smile, "Even if it is not timely, Brother Qin is still in danger." ”

At this time, Wanyan Wushu also walked over to this side, and also saw the golden knife at the throat of the tiger, and then looked at the weak scholar in front of him who had not grown up, and finally fell on those bunkers.

Seeing that these bunkers seemed to be placed randomly, I always felt that something was wrong, but I couldn't say anything wrong, and I was stunned there.

Seeing this, Qin Hao glanced at Yang Zaixing.

Yang Zaixing understood, swept the spear, and immediately swept those bunkers into a mess, "Brother Qin, do you really think that you can use these broken tree poles to stop the tigers?" Fortunately, there is this girl's golden knife, otherwise the consequences will be unimaginable. ”

There are only two people here, Qin Hao and Wan Yan Wulu, this golden knife is not Qin Hao's, naturally it is the girl's, came to the tiger, stretched out his hand to pull out the golden knife, and handed it to Wan Yan Wulu.

After Yan Wulu untied a piece of silk cloth from his waist and wiped the blood stains on the knife clean, he inserted the golden knife into the scabbard.

Wanyan Wushu came to Qin Hao's face, put his hand across his chest, leaned forward slightly, and said, "Wanyan Wushu, I don't know what to call the two of you?" ”

Qin Hao arched his hand at him and said with a smile: "Under Qin Hao, this is Yang Zaixing, a white horse and a silver spear." ”

"Good kung fu!" Just now in the dark, Wanyan Wushu saw Yang Zaixing make a move, and he really admired his marksmanship, and as soon as Qin Hao finished introducing it, he praised him there.

"It's easy to say, Brother Wanyan's martial arts are also not bad!" The fork that finished Yan Wushu just now was also vigorous and heavy, and it should not be underestimated, and Yang Zaixing's words did not mean to compliment.

While speaking, Wu Hu carried the drum urn and the golden hammer, and Ma Kuo walked quickly to the field with a bow, and saw that Qin Hao was safe and sound, so he breathed a long sigh of relief.