The most greedy time-travel in history: the history of a fortune-loving little woman

Chapter 168 Kidnapped ([-])

Little one, let's see you run again!Tang Shanshan opened her mouth wide without hesitation, aimed at the drumstick, bit hard, and tore it off.

Why doesn't it feel right?

Why is this chicken leg different from the ones I ate before?You can't bite it, you can't tear it off, and there is a bloody smell, which is unpalatable.

This is the cook who cooks, why the chicken blood is not drained, and the chicken legs are not cooked, this cook is unqualified and should be replaced.Tang Shanshan let go of her mouth in contempt, turned around, kicked off the coat covering her body, and continued to look for other food.

Zhuotu froze there, listening to Tang Shanshan complaining that the chicken legs were not cooked, even though he was always calm, he couldn't help crying and laughing, watching Tang Shanshan who fell asleep again with a helpless face, what was going on, her lips were torn and bleeding, of course It smells like blood.

As the night wind blew, Tang Shanshan, who was only wearing a thin dress, couldn't help but tremble, and a slight movement woke Zhuotu who was in a daze.

Wiping the blood from the corner of his mouth, Zhuotu sighed, bent down to pick up the sleeping Tang Shanshan, and walked towards her tent.

The bonfire in the distance is still burning vigorously, but in this northwest corner, there is only a little light and a little sound brought by the night watchman passing by by chance, but it is quiet afterward.

The patrollers who passed by again seemed to hear some noise, but when they passed by, the front was as quiet as ever.

Probably hallucinations.

But the next day, they were all interrogated one by one: Did they find any suspicious phenomena in the northwest of Wangzhang last night?

Zhuotu was very angry. Although the expression on his face was still as calm as before, the cold and stern light in his eyes flashed from time to time. When he saw anyone, he couldn't help taking three steps back, not daring to meet his eyes, but Within three feet of him, no one dared to approach him for fear of being frozen into ice.

Around the heavily guarded grassland king's tent, under the eyelids of the grassland king Khan, his beloved snow lotus disappeared so silently, how can he not be angry?

"Why don't you talk anymore? Don't you usually brag about yourself as brave and invincible? Why are you sluggish now?" Zhuotu glanced at the leaders on the grassland sitting below and the generals under his command one by one, and said nothing in his mouth. Show mercy and ridicule the silent people.

It wasn't that he was mean, but that such a thing happened at the place where the king's tent should be the safest place, and no one noticed afterwards. Could it be that one day, he himself would be captured in such a silent way?

(End of this chapter)