Han Fei made her slightly unhappy.

Since waking up, a series of things have happened in the Qin State. According to the sensitivity of the elf, Mr. Baitao suspects that this has something to do with the great strategist Han Feizi.

He caused trouble in Qin State and made her unhappy. Brother A said that as long as he feels unhappy, he will solve the people and things that make him unhappy.

It doesn't matter if you kill him.

In the past, Baitao couldn't understand, and my brother even compared it to her.

It's like she wants to eat rabbit meat. If she runs faster than the rabbit, then the rabbit will be eaten. If the wolf comes and wants to eat her, if she can't run fast, the result will be that she is treated as rabbit meat.

The wolf eats the fox, and the fox eats the rabbit.

It has to be said that the wolf is bad, the rabbit is bad, or the grass is bad.

I can't tell you anything mysterious, only——

Only brother is not around, and Baitao, a hundred-year-old little fox, has really never killed anyone. Mortals are different from beasts. The meat of beasts is soft and delicious, but what mortals can create is better than skin, flesh, sinews and veins.

It came at a wonderful time.

This is also the reason why Li Si is allowed to give him a knife even though he knows that he cannot be called loyal.

Li Si is not a good person, at least not a useless good person.

Maybe he can deal with Han Fei on his own without instigation

Thinking of this, Baitao, who was worried, had a dream.

She dreamed about her brother who she thought about day and night.

A long time ago, my brother held her little hand and walked through the wilderness where the stars were shining and everything was quiet. He led her step by step as he climbed mountains and waded in rivers, climbed on the ridges and quilts of the dragon's spine, and walked to a ruined wall.

Behind him was the starry sky that was within reach. He stood at the highest point of the tower and looked down. The ant-like people below appeared in the street like the sun and moon in a pot.

"Little guy, did you see it?"

Baitao stared sleepily, biting one of her paws, and said vaguely: "People, there are still man caves where people live, and... Ouch, I'm so sleepy."

Brother A rarely comforted him, and his eyes were unusual.

Looking at a certain place from a distance across the void, until he raised his head and pointed his fingertips.

Thousands of images spread out from his hands.

A nine-story tower and a deep palace with copper eaves suddenly rose from the ground.

The sky was filled with gorgeous peach blossoms, and eight hundred princes with high crowns and jade belts, and bronze bells beating "Song of Zhou, We Are Guests", rushed toward the palace to worship.

There were so many people that scared Baitao away from her drowsiness. She jumped up and said, "Man, wow, there are so many people. Brother, brother, can I play?"

She tugged at her brother's sleeves wildly, and her red fox tail swung.

If her brother hadn't been holding her, she would have been so excited that she rolled around on the spot.

Brother's hair and sleeves swayed in the wind, swirling like fallen flowers. He looked at the scene below indifferently and asked her: "Little guy, do you know where we are standing?"

Baitao rubbed his face and said, "Where is it?"

"Topping platform." His thin lips curled up slightly, "The music of Chaoge is played at night for fifty miles, and eight hundred princes are marching towards Lingshan."

All the scenes, the royal city, the towers, and the princes were wrapped in peach blossom petals and he put them into his sleeves, and turned them into raging fires that swallowed up all things in time.

The high platform has collapsed, refugees are everywhere, and they are fighting each other. Compared with the bustling and peaceful scene before, now it seems that a living hole has been torn open. The hole is dark and rancid, making people panic.

fire.

Everything was covered with engulfing fire, and the burned-black wooden piles collapsed, taking with them ashes and embers.

The fox's eyes widened, and the little fox ran away to the Kingdom of Java for all the fun. He raised his tail in fear and climbed on the brother's head, and said in a trembling voice: "Wow, wow, who set this fire? Could it be?"

It’s extremely wicked.”

"People put it there."

Half of Brother's face swayed in the hot firelight.

"People set it on fire? Why do they set fire to themselves, and people kill each other?"

"Because of the never-ending rights and desires."

His voice actually gave her the desolation of standing on a snow-covered mountain cliff, unable to turn the tide.

Baitao was stunned, but she wasn't very scared even though Brother was here. She stepped on her paws and said confusedly, "Brother, I just heard you talking about the topping platform. Is it a platform where you can pick stars?"

"No, it's a platform that can win people's hearts."

"To pick people's hearts?!" Her voice trembled, "Why do people still want to pick people's hearts?"

"Yes. Little guy, think about why."

"Why. Why? Why do you want to eat people's hearts?" Baitao thought for a long time with his eyes squinting and said, "Because people's hearts are delicious."

The corners of Brother Brother's lips were slightly raised, and he lifted the little fox cub with silver hair off his head. His right eye was a strange blood red when illuminated by the firelight, "Have you ever eaten a human heart? Just say that the human heart is delicious? Huh?"

"I haven't tried it, but if people's hearts don't like it, why is there a topping station?"

Baitao had big, confused eyes, and behind her was the tragedy of the underworld. She was the only one who asked questions with childlike innocence.

If people's hearts don't taste good, why would there be a topping station?

If the war is so cruel, why do people flock to it so eagerly?

"Hahahahaha."

Brother A stroked her paws and laughed loudly. Then he put her on his shoulders and walked towards the fire. "There are too many laws in the world. Little one doesn't need to understand them. He only needs to understand one truth."

That’s all.”

"What's the point?"

The sky above our heads was burnt with haze and blood, and below were the charred corpses, burying the journeys of groups of people.

He said coldly: "The weak will eat the strong, it has always been like this."

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The weak eat the strong.

It's always been like this.

She is strong and he is weak, no matter how talented he is, if he can't compete, he is nothing but meat on a plate.

Baitao opened her eyelids and woke up leisurely. The quilt next to her was still steaming slightly. Brother Zheng obviously left without knowing when. She buried herself in the quilt and took a few breaths of the human emperor's breath, then walked out with bare feet.

The sky was bright outside, and the golden bell reflecting on the ankle was so bright. Baitao lowered his eyes and looked at the bell on the ankle for a long time.

During this time, she would always think of her brother.

Not only did she remember what her brother had said, what he told her to do, but also the days when her brother and she were leaning on each other.

He taught her to walk, taught her to hunt, and groomed her.

She and her brother were the only two foxes who had been together for a hundred years in the fox cave, under the Bodhi tree, and in the deep mountains and fields.

Why are they separated?

Baitao felt a little congested, just like before, with the chicken bones half stuffed into her throat, one part stuck in her throat, another part stuck in her neck, and she had to be scolded by her brother after all. She actually wanted to be scolded by him.

Sitting alone on the stone steps, I couldn't escape the drowning suffocation.

"What are you crying for?"

Unconsciously, a dark shadow loomed over my head.

Baitao looked up with reddish tears in his eyes and saw Ying Zheng's handsome face with deep outlines.

He was much taller than her, and Baitao was completely covered by his shadow, and not even the slightest expression on his face could escape his eyes.

She blinked and pressed her eyelids with her hands, and as expected, they felt moist.

"Taotao, tell Gu."

Ying Zheng stretched out his fingertips to wipe away her tears. Unexpectedly, red marks appeared on her eyes and face, which hurt her, "I didn't cry."

Not wanting to be so embarrassed, he stood up and wanted to leave, "If I don't tell you, why do I have to tell you all my worries? It's not that you have something on your mind that you didn't tell me. You want to hear my thoughts, but you don't take the initiative to tell me what's on your mind. What do you mean?

Taking advantage of others, even the majestic king of Qin still takes advantage of others."

"You are thinking about your brother again."

One word breaks it down.

Baitao stood in the breeze. A ringing wind blew over and swept away the dust. She ran quickly with her double-snail bun on her head, "No, I'm so old. Why do I still miss my brother? I'm not a child anymore."

I thought I could escape by running very fast, but I didn't expect Ying Zheng to be waiting at the corner ahead.

He stood with his hands behind his hands and looked at her intently, "Why don't you tell me if you have something on your mind?"

Baitao stopped, as if there was a stone stuck in her heart. She felt that he was like Cang Jiezi who could not be removed, or a creditor who relied on her and refused to let go. "When I was a child, I missed my brother. When I grow up, I still miss you.

It’s so embarrassing to know.”

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To be continued...