C102 Hunting

The Northern Zhou City wasn't big, but it wasn't small either. It was a small city located in a remote part of the Zhaoming Dynasty, but there were thousands of people in it. The flow of people here was like a tidal wave. The trade flow here reflected the prosperity of the past. It reflected the person who made this remote small city prosperous - the Northern Zhou King!

Speaking of the Northern Zhou King, everyone was filled with admiration and admiration, but there was still a trace of regret in their eyes.

When they were in high spirits, they encountered a huge change. It was difficult to hold up the entire sky by himself. The barbarians had invaded, and it was difficult for them to fight with their fists. They were surrounded by enemies, and the only thing they could do was fight with their backs against the water.

The king of the past had fallen in that battle. The army of the dynasty was still a step too late, and they were unable to pull him back from the brink of death. That night, snow flew everywhere in Northern Zhou City. That night... Northern Zhou City raised the city's white cloth, and that night, Northern Zhou City raised the city to mourn. However, he was dead, and his widow was also gone. No one knew whether they were dead or alive.

Wan Hao walked out of the door of the tavern and walked around the city. After familiarizing himself with the environment, he walked out of the city. Outside the city was the mountain forest. Many hunters in the city took advantage of the time when the animals were sleeping. Going out to hunt would be easier this way. Thus, along the way, there were plenty of hunters with bountiful harvests.

Wan Hao walked into the forest. The further he went, the more surprised he became. He stood on a tall mountain and looked into the distance. Although it had just snowed, the mountain range in the distance was undulating and endless. It was a vast expanse of white, as if there was no end to it.

"Roar..."

Roars came from the depths of the mountain forest. Wan Hao was not afraid. Instead, he revealed a joyful expression. He had never thought that this disaster would bring him good fortune, even though he had delayed his entry into the inner sect. However, this place could allow him to cultivate in peace. Not only that, it would also give him peace of mind. There are exotic beasts and herbs in the woods, which not only facilitate the recovery of injuries, but also the recovery of injuries. It could also allow his strength to advance a step further.

Wan Hao walked around the mountain for less than half a day, but he didn't go too far. Because his injuries hadn't fully recovered yet, he only had a little bit of Yuan Qi. He might not lose his life in the face of danger, but it would also make his injuries even more severe. Furthermore, there was plenty of time in the future. There was no need to rush it. Today's goal was very clear, as long as he could settle his current food and clothing.

Therefore, Wan Hao started to walk out. Because it was close to noon, he met some hunters who had returned home on the way.

"Sigh, their lives..."

Ever since he saw Old Man Zhang's family's miserable experience, Wan Hao had some feelings in his heart. He had been living a luxurious life since he was young, so naturally, he had never experienced such a thing. But now, he was all alone outside. He was no longer the young master of Wan family, and he wanted his own food and clothing. Only now did he know the bitter part of it. In addition, looking at the situation where the weather was cold and the ground was frozen, a few hunters were trying to make a living. Running around with all their might, it wasn't hot at all.

He focused his eyes and saw that the hunters were carrying some prey. At the same time, they were carrying a body that was incomplete and covered in fresh blood. Although there were still remnants of breathing, it was getting closer and closer to death. They walked towards the town, their expressions of grief difficult to conceal. Wan Hao felt that this person must be one of their companions. He was ambushed by a fierce beast during the hunt and was severely injured.

Although Wan Hao sympathized with them, he also knew that this was the world of martial artists. The law of survival of the fittest could not be changed by anyone. If you wanted to be safe and sound, then you could only become stronger!

He did not choose to save them, although he could save that person. But he saved that person this time. What about the next time? What about next time? It was impossible for Wan Hao to be there every time. It was impossible for Wan Hao to be a good person to treat his injuries in order to worsen them. Furthermore, this person was not related to him. Wan Hao could not do it!

Thinking of this, Wan Hao continued to walk forward. Gradually, he followed the path between the mountains and saw the messy footprints on the snow ahead. Wan Hao felt that there was a chance. He looked around and slowly walked forward.

He crouched down and walked in the direction of the footprints. As expected, at the eye of a hot spring not far away, a few badgers were greedily drinking water. Having been short on food for so long, seeing a water source was like seeing rain after a long drought. The badgers were drinking in a daze.

Wan Hao walked to the side of a tree and used it as a cover. He picked up a few small stones from the side and weighed them in his hand. Then he secretly circulated his Yuan Qi and injected it into his arm. Although the circulating Yuan Qi in his Dantian was still slightly painful, however, this was much better for him at the beginning.

After injecting Yuan Qi into the small stone, Wan Hao grabbed the small stone and shook his wrist lightly. He opened his five fingers and used the strength of his wrist to send the small stone flying.

The small stone turned into several shooting stars and quickly attacked the badger who was drinking water.

"Bang! Bang! Bang!"

The three badgers were killed without even knowing what had happened. What was even more tragic was that they did not even know how they died.

After tying the three prey up with a tree trunk, Wan Hao felt that it was still not enough. So he hunted another deer in the forest. The deer soup that Old Man Zhang made yesterday was still fresh in his memory. No matter what, he had to drink enough today!

Looking at the sumptuous prey in his hands, Wan Hao then walked towards the tavern with satisfaction.

Along the way, some hunters saw a 15-16 year old youth dragging a deer and three badgers. All of them revealed surprised expressions, but Wan Hao did not mind. He wanted to live in this city for a long time, and this was unavoidable.

When it was close to noon, Wan Hao finally arrived in the city. He sent the deer and the badger to the butcher's shop. He let the deer be slaughtered, and the peeled fur was sold to the tailor shop in exchange for money. He went to buy some rice noodles, then took the deer, badger meat, and the rice noodles to Old Man Zhang's pub.

"You bunch of bad people, let go of my grandpa! I beg you, stop fighting! I beg of you! "

Just as he walked to the entrance of the pub, he heard Zhang Ruiting's helpless cry. Wan Hao sensed that the situation was not good and hurriedly put the thing in his hand at the door. His body flickered among the people.

Old Man Zhang's white hair fell down and there were many bloodstains on his face. They were green and purple. At this moment, he was sitting on the ground powerlessly. He was breathing heavily. His clothes were full of patches, and there were a lot of blood stains and dust on them.

Ting'er was crying sadly at the side and choked up a few times. She used a small sleeve to wipe the blood on Old Man Zhang's face and cried to the people in front of her who were cursing, "You are bad people. You want to steal our wine. We promise to give it to you. Now you want our house. Do you still have the law? "

In front of Zhang Ruiting, a tall man squatted down and looked at Zhang Ruiting with disdain. He used one hand to press on her head and then loosened his hand. Zhang Ruiting fell to the ground.

"Little brat, be obedient! Be careful, I will sell you to Yi Hong Lou!" The man threatened.

"Grandpa, the child is still young and doesn't understand anything. Don't be angry, if there's anything, just come at me. Don't make things difficult for her." Old Man Zhang was supported by Zhang Ruiting and forced to get up. He coughed and said.

"Make things difficult for him, old man Zhang. If you want to blame someone, blame yourself for not being tactful. You still want to blame us. I think you haven't tidied up enough!"

When the man heard this, his anger rose. He stretched out his callused palm and was about to swing it at Old Man Zhang.

But at this moment, a figure flashed past and stopped the man's palm. At the same time, a cold voice appeared beside the man's ear, "Friend, are you tired of living by bullying my grandfather like this?"