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Chapter 1: Robbers in the Mountains 1

This is a vast and primitive mountain forest.

The cascading peaks are covered with giant trees and rattan shrubs. From the top down, the peaks look like endless green waves.

From time to time, a burst of birdsong sounded, making the entire mountain forest even quieter.

Suddenly, a woman's laughter like a bell came from a distance.

"Snowball, do you want to eat this fruit? It's delicious."

Yan Qiqi was half lying on a white tiger, holding a red wild fruit in her hand, swinging it back and forth in front of the white tiger's eyes as if to seduce her.

As if the white tiger understood what she said, it shook its big head and roared.

It seems to mean that it is a carnivore and will not eat such tasteless fruit.

Yan Qiqi persisted and coaxed: "Xueqiu, eating only meat will cause constipation. Then your face will be covered with small acne and you will not be beautiful anymore. You might as well eat one and try it."

"Ho ho ho..." The white tiger roared silently a few more times and swung its tail a few times.

Yan Qiqi pursed her lips and smiled lightly: "You mean you won't get acne, and even if you do, you won't be able to see it, right?"

The white tiger nodded its big head up and down and roared twice.

"Hahaha..." Yan Qiqi suddenly felt very good.

"Ho ho ho..." Bai Hu roared dissatisfied, indicating that a certain woman had gone too far.

Yan Qiqi teased the white tiger from time to time, causing the white tiger to roar in dissatisfaction. Suddenly, the entire mountain forest reverberated with bell-like laughter and tiger roars.

Just when they were about to turn a corner on the mountain road, suddenly, a shadow rushed towards them.

She bumped towards Yan Qiqi without thinking, and the figure just missed the animal skin bag she was holding and flew past.

Yan Qiqi couldn't hold it steady for a moment, and the animal skin bag in her hand was knocked down, and the bag of wild fruits ran out and scattered all over the floor.

The man didn't pause for a moment and flew straight ahead.

Yan Qiqi looked at the wild fruits on the ground and felt very angry.

He patted the white tiger on the head and said, "Snowball chases after him."

"Ouch..." the white tiger yelled, spreading his hooves, carrying Yan Qiqi and galloping towards the person just now.

The purple-clothed man who had just flown by was obviously injured, and his running speed was obviously slowed down. After a while, the white tiger caught up with him.

The white tiger stood in front of him and roared at the man in purple.

The man in purple saw the person blocking the road clearly, the light in his eyes flickered, and there was a hint of impatience and caution in his brows.

He clenched his fists and said coldly: "Get out of the way, cough..."

His voice was low and dull, slightly weak, and he must have been seriously injured.

Yan Qiqi was riding on the white tiger, carelessly stroking the fur on the white tiger's head, indescribably lazily, looking at the man opposite him without hesitation, with a gleam in his eyes like a wolf seeing a sheep.

The corners of her lips curled up slightly, and she said coolly: "You dropped my wild fruit, so I'll pay for the fruit before I let you pass."

I finally met a living person in this deep mountain and old forest. Wouldn't it be a pity to let him go in vain? I had to search for something anyway.

She knew it was very shameful to do this, but she had no choice but to make amends to him after she got out.

Looking at his clothes and the injuries on his body, she was very sure that this man was not filming. It seemed that after his rebirth, he had traveled to ancient times.

No matter what, God still took pity on her and gave her a second life, so she should cherish it.

The man in purple glanced at the wild fruits scattered on the ground, frowned slightly, and looked even more impatient.

If he forced his way in, he would probably be buried in the belly of this white tiger.

It might take his people half an hour to get here. Instead of running away all the time, it would be better...


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