The day I ran away with my fiancé

Ideal is plump, reality is skinny.

Jing Shangyuanhe stood in front of the hedgehog-shaped fence door made of thick logs, looking at the two rows of small wooden houses facing each other and the dozen or so hounds that seemed to be about to pounce on them in the next second and tear them apart. Once again, I deeply realized the meaning of this sentence.

After trekking through mountains and rivers for two days and two nights, they finally found this small isolated village.

Good mountains, good water, good scenery, no electricity, no gas, no signal, this should perfectly fit Jingshang Yuanhe's expectations, but——

This small village is a bit too isolated from the rest of the world.

Looking at the polished bows and arrows hanging under the eaves, the open ropes, the stretched furs, and the slender strips of meat dripping with blood or half-dried, it is not difficult to infer that these dozen or so families still have In the old days of hunting!

The barking of the hound soon alarmed the people in the cabin.An old hunter with gray beard and wrinkled face came out first from a cabin on the east side with a wet hunting fork, followed by a middle-aged man wrapped in a brown turban and A slightly immature young man.

The three looked vigilantly at the fence gate, and saw three handsome young men and a beautiful and delicate woman standing at the gate, their tense expressions eased a little, and they lowered their hunting forks one after another.

The old Orion chased away more than a dozen hounds, approached the fence gate, looked at the four of them with sharp old eyes, and asked, "Outsiders? What are you doing here?"

Just as Jing Shangyuanhe was about to speak, Xuanyan Xinbu had already taken a step ahead, saluted the old hunter, and replied respectfully: "Uncle, we are here to live in seclusion, you can call me Ashin."

The old Orion glanced at him suspiciously, then turned his eyes around Jing Shangyuan and the three of them a few times, raised his dry and rough hand, and pointed at them: "You too?"

Jing Shangyuanhe smiled quite gentlemanly, and bowed to the old Orion: "Yes, we are together."

After hearing this, the old Orion stared at him and Shen Lan again, and waved his hands coldly: "You go to live in seclusion in other places, you are not welcome here!"

After finishing speaking, the old Orion didn't give them a chance to speak, snorted coldly, patted the patched hem of his clothes, turned around and entered the cabin.The rope hanging by the door was shaken a few times by the wind blown by the wooden door, and there was the sound of sharpening knives in the cabin.

The middle-aged man wearing a brown turban was staring at Youhong. Seeing that the old Orion had left just like that, he stomped his feet angrily, picked up the young man beside him, and hurried to the old Orion's cabin.

Youhong's scalp was numb from the sight of the middle-aged man, and she couldn't help but leaned against Jing Shangyuanhe, and whispered: "Boss, do we really want to live here? Why do I have a feeling that I want to be calculated by others?" Bad feeling?"

Jing Shangyuanhe glanced at him sideways, rolled up his sleeves, and said with a smile: "What are you afraid of? With our skills, we can still suffer?"

"Don't act rashly yet," Xuanyan Xingbu pressed Jingshang Yuanhe's arm, quickly swept around the windows of each hut, put down his hand and continued, "The residents here are not as simple as they seem. Look at the details of these huts. The layout, do you think it is very similar to Master Shanruo's practice in the "Ruyi Jing"?"

Jing Shangyuan frowned slightly: "What do you mean?"

"They are likely to be hermits of the same generation as Mr. Shanruo. We'd better not fight against them, but outsmart them." After Xuanyan Xingbu finished speaking, he took a few steps towards the fence.

The hounds that had calmed down immediately pricked up their ears and stared at him eagerly, full of the urge to jump up and bite him to death if he took a step forward.

Xuanyan Xingbu stopped in time and motioned the three of them to hold their breath and listen carefully.

The sound of sharpening the knife in the old Orion's house had stopped, and there were two men arguing inside, and occasionally a sentence or two of dissuasion ignored by the quarrelsome, and——

A woman hummed faintly.

Youhong suddenly clenched her fists and cursed in a low voice: "Fuck, these hermits still play with women?!"

Shen Lan immediately covered his mouth, and lowered his voice to teach: "Don't talk nonsense if you don't understand the situation!"

A golden eagle flew over from a distance, and the eyeing hound immediately shifted its target, looking at the sky and barking wildly, the sound was so loud that several people's eardrums swelled and their heads went berserk.

The quarrel in the hut stopped abruptly, and the three men rushed out again with hunting forks.

Seeing the golden eagle hovering above his head, the middle-aged man in the brown turban roared, stopped the barking hounds immediately, and hurriedly drove them to a small wooden house near the gate.The young man started to frantically tidy up the strips of meat that were hanging under the eaves for drying and drying, while tidying up, he also looked at You Hong worriedly.

The old hunter grabbed a bow from the cold weapon hanging on the wall, and shot three arrows at the circling golden eagle sullenly.

The four young people who grew up in the city had never seen such a scene. They all widened their eyes and stretched their necks, waiting to see the old Orion and the golden eagle show off.

Youhong even turned on his digital camera with only [-]% of the battery left, risking being scrapped, and prepared to record a short video of this thrilling moment, and post it on the Internet when the seclusion is over.

He had already thought of the title, and it was called "The Enmity between the Old Orion and the Golden Eagle—Love and Kill Between Races!"

As a result, under the watchful eyes of everyone, the old Orion's three menacing arrows did not even touch the golden eagle's hair, and fell into the distance dejectedly; The two cloths on the shoulders easily won the first round with an absolute advantage of 3:0.

After being so humiliated in front of the strangers, the old Orion cursed "animal" and shot at the golden eagle viciously with his bow and arrows.

Jing Shangyuanhe watched the old Orion's arrow fly off the golden eagle's wings with a playful smile, applauded loudly and booed.

The old Orion was already very angry when he was made a fuss by the golden eagle, but now he was ridiculed again, his bronzed face turned black with anger.He threw the bow and arrow viciously, and swung the hunting fork to fly Jing Shangyuan and the fork through the gate.

Jing Shangyuanhe didn't take the old Orion seriously at all.

From the stiff posture of the old Orion when he was shooting the arrow just now, it can be seen that this man is not very good at hunting, let alone beating people.He could defeat ten of such opponents in a minute.What's more, Shenlan Youhong is by his side, so there's no need for him to deal with such a small character.

Therefore, facing the flying hunting fork, he remained unmoved with a smile on the corner of his mouth, quietly waiting for Shenlan Youhong to slap his opponent.

It was too late and then quickly, the moment the hunting fork flew, the person next to him immediately stretched out a hand—not to grab the hunting fork, but grabbed his arm and threw it to one side.

Jing Shangyuanhe was unprepared, his center of gravity tilted, and he almost fell to the ground.

Relying on his good skills, he touched the ground with his hands, stabilized his figure, jumped up and asked which side Shenlan Youhong was from.

Dark Blue and You Hong Qi Qi looked at him, their face was full of dazed and forceful.

Jing Shangyuanhe took a closer look, only to find that Xuanyan Xingbu was leaning slightly, lunging with his left leg, kicking the ground with his right leg, holding the hunting fork tightly with one hand, and maintaining the posture of throwing back with the other.

He stared blankly at the old hunter who had changed his face, his dark eyes radiated a cold light, and the fork of the hunting fork stopped at a distance from the dark blue face.

"Uncle, this is a society ruled by law." Xuanyan straightened up, and stabbed the hunting fork on the ground with a cold face, and the whole fork immediately sank into the soil, "Whether you are a hermit or a hunter, killing people will pay for their lives .”