âOld Grandpa, you walk slowly,â Bai Xiachenc decides to say that after finding the crazy old coot was jumping around too much in the area and putting himself into dangerous spots. âDragony, you hold his hand so he doesnât run off and get lost, I alone will be enough to clear the path for us.â
âOkay.â Dragony originally wanted to go back to as sheâs instructed, but the second she started walking over the old senior bolted. Not to the side or in the opposite direction though, rather its directly for the little steambun whoâs leading the party like a rushing bull.
Bai Xiachen honestly didnât know what was happening when he got charged. However, by the time he came back to his senses he was already thrown to the floor and staring upwards at the sky.
Boom!!!
An invisible force from the back suddenly brushes past the toppled pair and smashes into a nearby tree, causing the huge stumpy trunk to explode from the impact and toppling over the last of the towering remains.
What the? I didnât even notice that attack just now yet this old man can react so quick. Is he really some random beggar?
âOh that was so scary, so scary.â Despite what this old coot just did, he did not act like anything worthy of being called a powerful individual. In fact, that goofy grin and chicken coop at the top continued to give the iron masked image of a senile old elder.
âHighness,â Dragony runs over to help the boy up, âare you alright, did you get hit anywhere?â
âIâm fine.â Turning sharp in the eye, Bai Xiachen stares in the direction of where the attack came from.
âCome Dragony, letâs go see whatâs happening over there.â
Although the little missy was very afraid of what lies ahead, she nevertheless listened to the little steambunâs instruction out of habit. Sheâs always been obedient to the boyâs words and this wonât be any different.n/ô/vel/b//in dot c//om
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Up ahead, the entire area had been flattened instead of the tree filled terrain like the rest of the forest, but thatâs not the most important bit in their view, itâs the group of hunters and woman at the center of their encirclement. The ladyâs covered in blood and appeared enraged by the foes.
âSpirit Fox, you have nowhere else to hide anymore after escaping us for so many years, hahaha!â The one saying this was a man that had an elderly but muscular appearance. âIâll give you a chance, submit to me or die by my sword!â
The woman wearing the green dress in the middle promptly sneered at the proposal. Even though sheâs clearly at a disadvantage and likely on the last leg, those eyes remain stubborn and full of fire. âSubmit to you? Dream on! I am Spirit Fox, even if my soul is destroyed I will never surrender to the likes of you!â
âIn that case, Iâll grant your wishâ¦.â Narrowing those old eyes in, the buffed elderly individual in charge of the hunters revealed a glint of murderous intent when he drew his blade.
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Bathump!
Just then right as the cold hard steel was about to slash down from above, a small rustling sound from the side had caught their attention, causing the hunters to pause and look over. They could see itâs a young little boy stumbling out from behind a huge tree, and considering those fear filled eyes, they figured the newcomer were no threat to the group.
âWho are you?â the elder asks with a demanding tone and made the little boy burst into tears.