On the chariot, Qingque looked at the empty flat ground and couldn't help sighing: "Childe, look at it, we have met a cunning rabbit on this road." Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

"You can also meet a little bird with rabbits and blue finch." Sun Buji swept away his taciturn personality and waved the whip in his hand intently, but the words reached the back.

Zhao Wuming looked at the empty front, and the traces of being trampled by chariots and soldiers, and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth: "Dozens of chariots, thousands of foot soldiers. Those animals are not blind or deaf, so how can they not run for their lives."

"The Lord is right, even if some animals are unlucky and run slowly. Naturally, we will be hunted by the people in front, and when we pass slowly, how can we encounter those beasts." Sun Buer looked ahead, thinking of the posture of dozens of chariots and thousands of foot soldiers just now, and couldn't help but sigh with emotion.

Qingque thought of the chariots of the sons of the powerful, and his face was full of envy: "Son, look at those noble children, because they have fiefdoms, they can easily mobilize a chariot. Hey, I don't know when Gongzi will be able to have a fief of his own like them."

"It seems that you Qingque dislikes the lord?" Sun Fuji's joking voice floated from behind.

Qingque smiled and hurriedly explained: "How can you just sow discord, why did my Qingque dislike the son."

"Sun Fuji, don't make fun of Qingque, Qingque's own son still knows. If it weren't for his many cares over the years, I don't know how much more I would have suffered." Zhao Wuming listened to the conversation between the two, and a slight smile appeared in his heart.

Qingque scratched his head embarrassedly, and then hugged the gun in his hand tighter: "How can Qingque be so good, it's just that the son loves him."

"You're embarrassed. The son of Qingque promises you, within three to five years. I'll show you a big fiefdom, and I'll let you be a rich man in it." Zhao Wuming sighed with emotion, thinking of Seoul and immediately making a promise to Qingque. It's a pity that Qingque can't pass the relocation order, otherwise it would be a good choice to place him somewhere.

Qingque looked at Zhao Wuming with wide eyes, his face full of disbelief: "There will be a fief in three to five years, this, this is impossible."

"You don't believe in the lord, do you know it? Where you can't see, the lord can stir up the world with his hands." Sun Buji half-truthfully joked at Qingque, he never doubted the future of Seoul.

Qingque looked at Sun Buji and just smiled: "If Childe can really be like you say, it would be good." It's a pity that Qingque's reason tells him that this is just a luxury, just a wonderful dream."

Dream? Maybe. Looking at Qingque, who didn't believe it at all, Zhao Wuming smiled in his heart and didn't speak.

The chariot sped away, and a grove of trees in front of it began to emerge. Patches of withered yellow leaves fall in the wind between the trees, and the sound of footsteps making a crisp sound when they step on. Sun Buji raised his whip, the four horses neighed, and the chariot galloped off a path.

"Childe, look at ......." A rabbit forages in the woods, unaware of the impending danger.

Zhao Wuming looked in the direction of Qingque's finger, and hurriedly picked up an arrow, and shot at the rabbit with a bow full moon.

The rabbit pricked up its ears in alarm when it heard the sound of chariots and guards running. Suddenly, a sense of crisis hit, and I jumped subconsciously. The arrow then missed, and the rabbit pressed the fear in his heart and ran into the woods.

Seeing that the blow missed, Zhao Wuming quickly shot a few arrows in a row, and the rabbit dodged all of them missed. Sun Buji flicked his horsewhip, the chariot accelerated and the rabbit began to chase.

Since it was a wood, the tank was inconvenient. Therefore, at every critical moment, the rabbit can always take advantage of the terrain and escape from Zhao Wuming's attack range. Once or twice, the anger gradually surged, and his eyes looked ahead: "Sun Buer, don't care about this rabbit, give me full speed forward." Go around to the dirt slope. I'll see how he escapes from the palm of my hand."

The chariot galloped, gradually distancing itself from the guards behind it. The rabbit looked back, and the ghost was in full swing. The war station was on the dirt slope, condescendingly. If the arrows fly, where is there still life, so they change direction and run for their lives.

"Childe, you said that this rabbit has become a sperm." The green finch looked at the rabbit running away, and couldn't help but sigh with emotion.

Zhao Wuming was so competitive that he completely ignored Qingque's problem. If it weren't for the inconvenience of this chariot, how could this rabbit be allowed to escape three times and twice: "Sun Bu'er hurry up and chase me, the speed of our chariot is fast, even if it is a detour, we have to capture him alive for me."

"Childe can't do this, you see that those people behind are about to fall behind." Qingque looked back at the guards and persuaded Zhao Wuming.

Zhao Wuming's attention at this time was completely attracted by the rabbit, and he waved his hand nonchalantly: "It doesn't matter, those guards will follow."

As soon as the words fell, he saw that the rabbit suddenly stood still, showing a frightened look. Zhao Wuming was overjoyed, and bent his bow and shot at the rabbit.

Seeing that the rabbit was about to be shot, he saw a fierce tiger pounce on the rabbit and run to the side with a mouth. Zhao Wuming was shocked, and subconsciously shot a few arrows in succession, and the tiger dodged as if he was annoyed, and looked at the chariot vigilantly

"Roar ......". The tiger roared, and the rabbit fell from the tiger's mouth, and hurriedly ran away from the wound. The tiger seemed to be annoyed when he saw the rabbit fleeing, but instinctively felt that this chariot was very dangerous, so he could only give up unwillingly and stare at Zhao Wuming.

A trace of fear spread in Qingque's heart, and his hands and feet couldn't help but tremble, and he looked back at the figure behind him but there was no personal guard: "Childe, what should we do."

"Wait for ......". Zhao Wuming gently spit out a word, although he was afraid in his heart, he could only pretend to be calm.

The tiger seemed to be a little impatient, and roared at the chariot that Zhao Wuming was in. Sun Buer weighed it in his heart, and turned to look at Zhao Wuming: "The lord might as well let his subordinates try the strength of this beast."

"Are you sure?". Zhao Wuming was taken aback, and then he reacted. The one with the highest force on his hand is Sun Buji, the commander of the guard.

Sun Buer weighed again in his heart, and nodded slightly: "There shouldn't be too much of a problem."

"Okay, go ahead and be careful." Zhao Wuming looked at the tiger blocking the road in front of him, and could only nod in agreement. For Sun Buji's force, he is also full of expectations.

Sun Buji nodded and jumped off the chariot. The tiger looked at the approaching man and bowed slightly to reveal a fierce light.

With a clear sound, Sun Buji pulled out the sword at his waist. The tiger opened its bloody mouth and pounced violently, grabbing Sun Bu'er. Sun Buji dodged, and he could dodge the past. Seeing the scene in front of them, Qingque and Zhao Wuming were shocked.

Sun Buji stood up straight, and saw that the tiger had not yet fully stood on the heel of the pillar when he landed. Without waiting for it to react, it raised the sword in its hand and slashed at the tiger's head.

The tiger sensed the danger and was about to exert force, but he fell to the ground because he did not land steadily. Instinctively, he rolled backwards with the force of the fall, avoiding the fatal blow.

A sword pierced the air, and Sun Buer hurriedly put away his sword. The tiger leapt up from the ground and slashed at Sun Buji's neck with its front paws.

At this time, the sword has not been recovered, the old power has been exhausted, and the new power has not been born. In desperation, he could only block it with the hilt of his sword and delay time.

The claws were blocked by the hilt, and traces of blood fell from the claws down the hilt to the ground. Sun Buji was overjoyed when he saw the tiger injured. Hurriedly lifted a foot and kicked the tiger in the stomach fiercely.

The tiger was kicked away, and he looked at the tiny wound in his paw and was furious. Pounce on Shun Fuji again, and you have to bite.

Sun Buer hurriedly dodged, and the tiger landed and pounced again. One after another, Sun Buer's physical strength gradually became a little exhausted, and he saw that he was about to fall into a critical situation.

Qingque was anxious, looked at the spear in his hand, and sighed helplessly at the tiger: "Childe is not a way to go on like this."

"Although Sun Buji is brave, his physical strength is still not comparable to that of a tiger, and it will be very bad for us in the long run." Zhao Wuming watched the fight between a man and a tiger in front of him, and while admiring Sun Buer's bravery, he gradually showed a sad face.

Qingque thought about it, and inadvertently looked at the back of the chariot: "There is a way that two fists are hard to beat four hands, if only Gongzi could let them come quickly."

"Qingque, hurry up and run to the back, let them come quickly." Zhao Wuming reacted instantly, since one of them can't work, let them go together.

Qingque hurriedly shook his head: "Then there is a master who resists in front, and the subordinates run to the back to ask for help?"

"Long-winded, let you go, you will go, now 100,000 is in a hurry and cannot be delayed." Seeing that Sun Buer was gradually falling into disadvantage, Zhao Wuming glared at Qingque fiercely.

Qingque smacked her lips, and she had already realized the situation she was facing. Jump out of the chariot and run away.

Sweat flowed from his palm, and drops of blood fell from the sword to the ground. Sun Buer's heart was beating violently, and sweat had already appeared on his forehead unconsciously.

The tiger looked at the sword marks on his body, and his heart was even more angry, and a roar mixed with anger pounced on Sun Buer.

Sun Buer just wanted to dodge, but his body fell to the ground with a limp. Zhao Wuming looked at Da Anxious, hurriedly bent his bow and arrow, and with a loose hand, the arrow hit the tiger's left eye.

As soon as the tiger jumped into the air, he felt a huge pain in his left eye, and he fell to the ground and wailed.

Heavy footsteps came from afar, and the silhouettes of ten guards in armor and guns and swords gradually appeared. The tiger didn't care about the pain, and hurriedly abandoned Sun Buji and ran deep into the woods.

Qingque ran panting from the rear of the guards: "Childe, Childe is good."

"I'm naturally good". Zhao Wuming calmed down his violent heartbeat, and hurriedly stepped out of the chariot to pick up Sun Buer, who fell to the ground: "You're okay."

"It's good to take a break when you're out of strength." Sun Buji barely stood up straight, thinking of the fight he had just had with the tiger, and he was still a little frightened. It seems that he still underestimated this tiger, and it would have been better if he had been cautious just now.