Chapter 232
Chu Yun narrowed his eyes, and suddenly fixed his eyes on a certain place: "It's coming from over there!"

Soon the voice became louder and louder. It was a man's voice, mixed with fear and trembling.

Soon, with a roar, Chu Yun's expression changed, "No, run!"

She turned the horse's head, and just after the horse took two steps, three figures rushed out.

"Second Highness!" Deng Qian said in surprise.

Yan Ao ignored her cry, brushing past her with a whip.

"Deng Qian, run!" Chu Yun exclaimed.

Accompanied by two black shadows rushing out, a low roar came from the throat of the majestic tiger.

One after the other, several people were surrounded, and the three of Yan Ao were blocked back.

Deng Qian looked at the tiger in front of her in horror, her mouth trembling: "This..."

But as soon as she made a sound, the huge monster rushed towards her.

Chu Yun immediately took a bow and shot an arrow, and the arrow passed by the tiger with a 'swoosh' sound.

The black figure let out a deep roar, and immediately retreated sharply, staring at the person in front of him warily.

Deng Qian's body was stiff and her face was pale. Chu Yun came to her side and said in a low voice, "Follow me!"

With a bow and arrow in her hand, she looked around vigilantly.

"Help, ah—"

Accompanied by a man's terrified scream.

Chu Yun saw that the person who was on the horse disappeared, and her eyes fell on the struggling man who was crushed by the tiger, and her bow and arrow quickly shot out.

It just hit one of the tiger's legs.

Accompanied by a shrill roar, the tiger rushed towards her as if in a frenzy.

Chu Yun's heart tightened, he took another arrow, and shot three times in a row, pulling the horse under him to dodge nimbly.

"Hurry up!"

Chu Yun reminded her that she pierced Deng Qian's horse's butt with an arrow, and soon the horse under Deng Qian galloped out.

Chu Yun also clamped his horse's legs, aimed at the gap and rushed out.

The forest was very quiet. Yu Wenrui was riding on the horse, maintaining the posture of nocking his arrows. His dark and deep eyes were fixed on the surroundings. Whenever there was any movement, he would aim his arrows at them, but soon the forest became quiet. It came down, as if it was just his illusion.

Suddenly, he thought of something, and the corner of his mouth curled up. When the sound sounded again, he shot one arrow, and then the second arrow followed closely.

But two other cold currents passed by before his eyes, and when his arrow was about to hit the prey, it was knocked down by another arrow.

Soon another arrow shot across, and with the sound of creaking, the little white thing stopped moving.

Yu Wenrui's eyes turned cold, and he turned his head to look over, and happened to meet Han Xiubai with a cold smile on his lips.

"Proton, let it go!"

He rode over and held the white ball in his hands, it was a white marten, with an arrow stuck in its leg, bleeding.

Han Xiubai pulled out the arrow from the ermine's leg, and the originally quiet ermine struggled violently and creaked.

Looking at the little thing with black eyes like grapes struggling in his hand, a figure flashed in his mind, one person and one thing superimposed together, surprisingly harmonious.

He smiled lightly, in a good mood, put the little thing in his arms, turned around and left.

Yu Wenrui's face was gloomy.

Yan Shen withdrew his hand, and rode out on the horse: "I told you, I told you to pay attention today, my father is not easy to fool, why do you think he asked you to participate in today's hunting together?"

(End of this chapter)

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