Chapter 452: Killing the Leopard

As for how Zhang Yang will deal with his sister who is obviously linked to the queen's family, everyone does not know.

Since the owner of the Yiwang Mansion is not there, then the capital should be a major event, and it has nothing to do with them.

What's more, I don't know if the Winged King is alive or dead, whether this Winged King's Mansion will remain, or two words!

Therefore, the gate of the Wing King's Mansion was closed, and even the number of people entering and exiting was eighty percent less than usual, so no one could pay attention to it.

The Wing King himself, who was far away in the northwest, naturally didn't know, just for his own backyard, Mr. Zhang, who was valued by him, had already broken his heart.

He only knew that if he wanted to eat the "meat" in front of him, he had to fight for life and death.

Motionless, he raised the bow and crossbow he had snatched in his hand, and he opened his eyes and closed his eyes, steadily aiming at the snow leopard, which was known for its speed and ferocity not far away.

Feng Se, who fell in the snow nest next to him, felt a lot of regret in his heart.

When he robbed it that day, he couldn't grab the crossbow that could fire five times in a row - the army over there was really tough, and he cut the crossbow string with one sword, and would rather be killed himself than let the artifact fall into the hands of the enemy.

Otherwise, how could it be so difficult to grab a bite to eat with a big cat?!

The snow leopard's fangs were exposed, the fierce light in his eyes was great, and when he jumped, Qin Lang had already decisively buckled his fingers!

Buzz~ poof!

At such a close distance, the crossbow bolt pierced deep into the swallow of the snow leopard!

However, this leopard still had the strength to pounce on Qin Lang fiercely.

Qin Lang had already dropped his bow and crossbow, pulled out his long knife, roared angrily, rolled up the snow particles, and swung towards the injured leopard with the sound of the wind.

Feng Se jumped up desperately to help.

was distracted by Qin Lang and yelled at him: "Less TM to make trouble!" ”

Fortunately, the snow leopard was also distracted and slapped with style, otherwise, it is really hard to say whether Qin Lang can exert ten percent murderous aura while taking care of him!

One person and one leopard, one black and one white, in the snow valley deep in the dense forest, moving and jumping, knives and claws, bringing up bursts of inexplicable cold light, and patches of whirring snow mist!

In just half a cup of tea, the staggering demeanor of hiding on the side was already so nervous that his palms were about to sweat, and he learned the sound of the clouds in his mouth, and began to read in pieces: "Why did Lao Tzu think of the word fierce battle?" Why did Lao Tzu think of the situation of killing the Western and Northern Barbarians on the battlefield in the future? Why did Lao Tzu feel his blood boiling, thinking that if he was not injured, it would be better to go directly to the army...... Your Highness, you're too violent! ”

Click!

This was followed by the grinding of sore teeth.

It was Qin Lang, who was quick to slash at the neck and shoulder of the snow leopard, and was making a hideous face, gritting his teeth and pushing the long knife deeper into the leopard's body, and met the bones-

The leopard's mouth was wide open, and it was already on the verge of collapse, but it still wanted to roar.

Qin Lang let go of the handle of the knife again, the ruthlessness flashed in his eyes, and he pounced on it, falling from the sky, and hugged the leopard's head!

The snow leopard whimpered vigorously, and its two huge claws with a sharp light grabbed Qin Lang's body indiscriminately.

"Still dumbfounded!" The clothes on Qin Lang's back were scratched almost instantly, and more than a dozen blood marks were added to his already scarred back.

Only then did Feng Se react, and he pounced with his knife and stabbed the snow leopard into the soft abdomen lying on the ground.

One knife, two knives, three knives, countless knives......

It wasn't until the poor big cat let go of Qin Lang weakly that Feng Se trembled and his hands and legs collapsed beside him.

Qin Lang opened his mouth and gasped heavily. looked at the wind, and showed an ugly but bright smile: "Are you stupid?" Ah, you said it yourself, are you stupid?! ”

Feng Se smiled bitterly and shook his head: "The courage is still not as strong as the third master." ”

"Take a break, and then drag this thing along. Didn't Brother Atta say it? There must not be a clear smell of blood in the mountains, which will attract wolves. Qin Lang said, but he immediately pulled out a wrist-untyching knife from his back waist and began to skin the snow leopard neatly.

wiped off the obvious blood stains with dry snow, and the leopard skin was taken by Qin Lang as his trophy, tied directly to his back, and then dragged the snow leopard himself, signaling Fengshi to drag a yellow sheep that fell next to him. The two of them struggled to turn out of the snow valley.

There is a small, narrow village outside the snow valley.

There were only seven or eight tents, surrounded by shabby fences and old skinny dirty dogs.

In one of the largest tents, a typical Xifan man looked at the leopard skin on Qin Lang's body and was full of praise: "Ying San, you learn things too fast!" I don't have to say anything about this craft! ”

"Which of the apprentices brought out by Brother Ada is not good at craftsmanship?" Qin Lang grinned, revealing a mouthful of neat white teeth.

"Ah Da, it will take two days for the mutton to be stored. Can we ...... tonight?" said the wife of the West Fan Ata, who came over and asked with her saliva in her mouth.

Qin Lang hurriedly said: "Sister-in-law, you are slapping me in the face!" The kids are waiting for a leg of lamb, why don't you do it quickly? We're eight people to eat tonight, and we're going to stew at least two leg of lamb and two leg of leopard! ”

Ah Da glared at him: "Two babies who are not as tall as my waist are also counted?" ”

stood up, grabbed Sister-in-law's arm, and carried her out.

Then the people in the tent heard Ah Da hate and roar: "Are you ashamed? Stew the sheep's head and tail and leopard meat in a large pot. You are not allowed to move the other parts! Isn't it a yellow sheep? Can't I go out and fight? ”

Two guards came over to help Feng Se and Qin Lang wrap their wounds.

One glanced at the outside of the tent vigilantly, and told Qin Lang in a low voice: "It's a simple family." When are we leaving? ”

Qin Lang's gaze swept over the utensils in the tent.

machetes, rudimentary longbows, a pot of rusty feathered arrows, hammers, hoes......

They also used to be farmers who farmed the land.

Qin Lang lowered his eyes: "The mutton will be able to be brought by the wind in two days, let's go." Tomorrow you two go out hunting. Don't be greedy, just have three or two small prevarications. A few of us, we can't all be too powerful, and we can't all be too lucky. ”

They followed Huang Fuda and Lao Dong all the way, and they really learned too many tips for wild hunting. At that time, I swallowed it by rote memorization, and I practiced it carefully one by one in the past half a month, which was extremely easy to use and benefited a lot.

At the same time, Feng Se and the two guards, all relying on Qin Lang's vigilance and keenness, not only got the golden medicine to heal the wounds, but also walked such a long way along Minshan safely, quickly but steadily. Therefore, now it is not so much that they are taking Qin Lang as His Royal Highness, but that they are the eldest brother who takes the lead.

"It has already passed Ruoergai, and if you go north for three or five days, it will be the Diezhou border. We will stay near Hechuan for a few days, see how it goes, and then decide whether to go northwest to Taozhou or southeast to Wuzhou. ”

Qin Lang announced the next step in a low voice.

"What do you see?" With a grin, the guards medicated his wounds, asking questions to divert his attention.

"Look at the people outside, do they believe that 'Qin Lang is dead'." Qin Lang was terrifyingly calm.

and the three princes who pretended to be nothing like each other in the capital, they were already two complete people.