Chapter 41: hunting

In the evening when Xiao Longqi met their father on a routine basis, the old Longqi noticed the changes in his daughter, and the little girl showed a hint of uprightness.
He waved his son away, Longqi father decided to have a heart-to-heart talk with his daughter, and asked her to talk about everything that happened today, everything, everything in detail. When the daughter finished speaking, Daddy Longqi touched his chin and asked, "Are you sure that a cat with only one eye open makes you feel dangerous?"
"Yes." Little Dragon Girl nodded.
"Lying in the arms of that idiot, didn't get up, just opened one eye?"
Little Dragon Girl nodded affirmatively again.
Old Longqi whispered: "This matter is evil, even if he is a bobcat, it can't threaten you."
Xiaolongnv protested dissatisfied: "You didn't notice it before!? You just put your wife in danger like this. You just warned to respect his attendant Dany. Yesterday, he said that my brother took You can beat the broom to make people piss, but I didn’t do anything to them with my sword today. How do you look in your eyes make us believe you?"
Father Longqi, with a helpless look, waved his daughter away...
Seeing his daughter's back, he was very satisfied, her daughter's performance was much better than his son! Under pressure, the fighting spirit was even aroused. But I also thought that everyone said that their sons are like themselves and their daughters are like her mother.
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The weather is nice today, it is a good day for hunting. Hunting in the North is a very dangerous activity. When Northlanders walk on this land, they must maintain sufficient vigilance and respect when facing some dangerous beasts. The northerners will not invade the territory of some powerful beasts at will, and these powerful beasts will also avoid the settlements of the northerners. When the two sides have some intersection, it is more about gnawing their teeth to show the bottom line, and then each step back, pretending that nothing happened, go back to each house, and find each mother. Perhaps this kind of encounter will become the capital of a certain drunk bragging. For example, I also encountered something back then, that I was too lazy to clean up the cat and puppy, or was too lazy to move when he was full...
Hunting is a wise thing. A good hunter will not chase the prey around, or force the prey to turn around and desperately. Careful and observation accompany the whole process of hunting.
At this moment, Bran gave birth to some admiration for this group of knights of the mission. Many of these knights came to the Northland for the first time, nor was it the first time to participate in hunting, but they still listened carefully to the Northlanders. The warning, there is no trace of impatience.
Bran carefully observed the people around him and noticed an interesting phenomenon. Even the idle free knights listened very carefully to the seemingly annoying hunting matters. On the other hand, a group of weak-minded aristocrats, women and children are mostly eager to try, and their eyes are full of impatience. Is this the difference between guarding and being guarded? To protect a person, you need to consider every situation, for fear of omission. And is the guarded person really worth guarding? Watching some of them gesticulate, driving their knights at this moment, interrupting their listening.
Bran has a bad premonition, there are a lot of people this year, I'm afraid there will be trouble. This group of guys who have no power to bind chickens are mostly good at stabbing Louzi. This is the Northland. Once it provokes an existence that shouldn't be offended, how many knights will it take to fill it?
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Bran watched Irene running over on her two-legged dragon, standing side by side with him provocatively, and squinting at Bran on the horse. Of course, Bran also rode a horse, and he was also a tall, grown-up horse in the north. Unlike other little kids, the little girl rode a pony or pony. But he was held in his arms by Dany, with the black cat squatting on the horse's ass.
Don't think about the useless details, Bran comforted himself so much, at least the little kids need to look up when they look at me. Well, Bran is so high now, facing all kinds of gazes from all the little girls and boys.
A hound ran up to Bran's horse and barked at him. Bran didn't care about which was naughty. After a while, the adult found out, and he came out to stop it. But things were unexpected. After waiting for a while, the pesky dog ​​did not leave. It may be Bran's indifference on this side, which added to its courage, and it began to growl more threateningly. In fact, until now, Bran, Danny, Huahua, and the horse sitting down did not look directly at it.
Bran tilted his head, looked at Irene next to him, and asked impatiently: "Your family? Or did you bring it on purpose?"
Irene gave a smirk, "No."
Bran ignored her, but Irene didn't let him go, and asked, "Do you believe me that way?"
"Well, it's worth believing that the little girl who can not be scared by my flowers and crying."
Irene suddenly turned red, gritted her teeth, and touched the sword on her waist unconsciously. So she felt the danger again. The black cat squatting on the horse's opened her eyes and stared at it. Up her.
And Daddy Longqi not far away was peeping at the black cat. There was nothing special in appearance, so where did the feeling of danger come from?
Perhaps it was because she felt enough to make the little girl amused, Bran closed her eyes and ignored her surroundings, while Black Cat Huahua also narrowed her eyes almost simultaneously. So the pressure of Xiaolongnv disappeared, which made her feel a little weak. Is she actually afraid of a cat?
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The barking of dogs in his ears became more and more chaotic, and Bran opened his eyes. He discovered that dozens of hounds were surrounded by him. Bran gasped helplessly. The tree wanted to be quiet but the wind kept going. Do these people find it interesting? And what is the purpose of doing this? What can be achieved? It's really idle. Bran was a little speechless towards these idle aristocrats who had spare time and money. They might not have much malice, but they were all good at booing and arrogant people.
Irene asked curiously: "Why are you breathing?"
"These hounds can follow their master all the way, it is not bad, it is a pity to die here."
"You're so popular, no one from those Northlanders will give you a head start."
"Well, it's pretty bad. I won't help when they kill."
"why?"
"Because it's not enough to kill. Retreat a little bit to save a splash of blood."
"You want to kill? It's not good." Irene said badly, but the light in her eyes betrayed her.
This is also a violent woman, not a good person. Bran commented in his heart.
"Since they are willing to have their own children, what am I not willing to do?"
"Boy, where is it?"
"On the ground, this pile of dog stuff. — Doesn't you own it?"
"No."
"That's good."
Then Irene blinked and felt something wrong.
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Irene looked at Bran and patted Dani’s hand. Just when she thought that Dani would kill him, Bran jumped out of Dani’s arms. She saw Bran’s back in the air swell up. After shrinking, a pair of short knives fell into his hands, and then the light of the knives spread out, like a summer river, sparkling with a little silver light, and then the light spots dissipated, like a dream.
Irene had never seen such a beautiful knife light, so she was a little silly, and turned a blind eye to the blood of a place.
The killing was just a moment. The women and children around only saw Bran’s light and shadow dancing after he landed, but most of the knights knew that the two short knives gradually left their hands after unfolding, and the dancing behind was all connected with the thin chain of the hilt. Under control, but the light and shadow also interfered with their vision, and they couldn't see too clearly. How does he manipulate so finely?
The hound who took the lead in calling Bran is still alive and the only one alive. It's just that the front and hind legs were hurt a bit, and they wailed and fled away. Bran followed unhurriedly, and Danny drove behind Bran. Under the gaze of almost everyone, the hound ran towards the family. In this family, Bran saw an old acquaintance-turnip.
Facing the approaching Bran and Danny behind him, Carrot was also a straightforward, pulling his family directly on the ground. Even the injured dog followed his master's appearance and fell on the ground, which made Bran quite speechless...
He heard the onlookers clapping their hands, shouting a good hunt.