The thrush immediately flew up, the jackal pounced on the air, lost its balance and fell out, falling on the bonfire at the entrance of the cave.

Its body was burned by fire, and it let out a painful wail, and it fell off the stone wall while struggling.

Zhou Ran looked down on the edge of the stone wall. The jackal broke his legs, and only his neck could move his whole body.

Zhou Ran took out a little bread from the cloth bag and threw it from afar. It was impartial and just threw it at its mouth.

Zhou Ran turned around, and the little thrush stood there in grievance.

Thrush: "Sorry."

Zhou Ran shook her head and reached out to touch its head.

Thrush: "It's all because of me! Woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo w

Thrush: "Why don't you talk? You, don't you scold me?"

Zhou Ran: "..." I will say one more word, will we kill together?

Zhou Ran shook her head gently and began to prepare to weave armor for the surviving little brother.

She was afraid that the nettle would pierce the bird, so she stretched out her hand and gently picked up the thrush and put it aside.

The Thrush noticed her intention and felt even more guilty, crying: "You are the kindest princess in the world. I will follow your footsteps for the rest of my life!"

Zhou Ran did not answer her, and lowered her head and started to make things in her hand.

When Zhou Ran cut the nettles, she was still thinking that she had never knitted any clothes before. How to knit this armor? But after taking the nettles away, her hands seemed to have memories, and she cleverly twisted the nettles into thread.

The thrush brought the thin branches, Zhou Ran took them, and silently wrapped the thread on it. Anyway, there was no sleepiness on the left and right, so she didn't plan to go to bed anymore. As her fingers turned, time passed by bit by bit.

Zhou Ran was not fast, and she just knitted a collar one night.

At this speed, if we really want to finish knitting eleven pieces, I'm afraid it will be another dead end, and we have to sacrifice a few brothers.

Zhou Ran turned her head and looked at the little thrush who was wronged, and felt a little distressed inexplicably.

In the early morning, birds in the forest began to sing.

[System message: Congratulations to Xiaoran, on the third day, survive]

Get 600,000 gold coins.

Zhou Ran showed a happy expression, but it was only a little short. She immediately regained her calmness, took out a little bread from the cloth bag and ate it, and continued her work.

But as weaving, a gunshot suddenly came from outside the cave!

The gunshot was accompanied by the wailing of wild beasts and the sound of birds flapping their wings and flying away. The little thrush was tired from crying last night and was still sleeping at Zhou Ran's feet.

Zhou Ran stopped the work in her hand and looked out. A handsome man was standing underneath with a hunting rifle. He was wearing precious boots and lying under the boots in blood. The jackal with broken legs had been killed by the hunting rifle.

The man also just raised his head and saw Zhou Ran in the cave.

Zhou Ran hurriedly hid back.

But the man still saw her. He was stunned, stood there without moving, and his body froze.

What a beautiful little girl!

Although it was a little gray, it did not affect her beauty at all. Her small face and innocent and clear eyes were as pitiful as a deer in the blink of an eye. The man couldn't move his foot for a while. He stood there for a long time before moving his fingers, and his blue eyes were blooming.

The next second, he obeyed his heart, put away his hunting rifle and walked into the cave.

The thrush woke up at this moment, flapped its wings and flew up, and habitually sang Alisa's beauty and kindness.

Zhou Ran: “…”

It flew too high, and Zhou Ran didn't have time to pinch its neck, and all the men standing at the entrance of the cave heard it.

After hearing this, tears filled the blue eyes.

He walked in and said to Zhou Ran gently: "Alisha, a kind and beautiful child, how could you live in such a place?"

Zhou Ran retreated, timidly trying to avoid him.

Because she couldn't speak, but the man in front of her was wearing aristocratic clothes, gem-wearing clothes, and tassel leather boots. He looked like he was a very powerful person. If she hadn't answered him, she might have been sentenced to death as rude.

But if she showed a fearful look, the king would only think that this was a timid girl.

Sure enough, the man thought he was scared her and slowed down his voice and continued, "Don't be afraid of my child, I am a king. Let me go with me. You have kindness and beauty and should not stay in such a place."

Zhou Ran shook her head, held the nettle, and kept retreating into the cave.

Zhou Ran's intention to refuse was obvious, but the king did not feel that he had done something wrong. He felt that he was saving the little girl.

He strides over and reaches out and holds Zhou Ran's wrist.

Zhou Ran was still wrapped in some nettle, and the sharp little thorn pierced into the king's palm, and it hurt like a fire. But the king just frowned slightly, pulling Zhou Ran even tighter, and even ignored Zhou Ran's struggle, he carried her onto his horse's back.

Zhou Ran frowned and looked at him. Her eyes were asking for help, hoping that he could let him go back.

Because Zhou Ran knew that the nettles on her body were not enough, she could go with him. After all, this person had no malice, but she had to go back and take the nettles on the ground.

But she couldn't speak. The king thought she didn't want to go with him, so he used some strength and tightened her with his arms.

The king looked at her with regret and emotion, and said softly: "You should wear gorgeous clothes and comb your beautiful hair. You have never experienced these things, right? It doesn't matter, you don't know it now. When you go back with me, you will definitely thank me!"

Zhou Ran: “…”

Seeing that Zhou Ran was not struggling, the king gently touched her hair.

Before she was bound to die, Zhou Ran would not use the last reading skill. She sat on the horse's back and continued to weave it - although the nettles on her body were not enough to weave it into a complete armor.

The king drove the horse forward.

After a while, the horse stopped. It didn't take much time along the way, because the king's country was on the other side of the forest!

Zhou Ran looked up and saw a magnificent palace in front of her. The palace was surrounded by some dome churches. Its temperament was solemn, but it did not affect its beauty and dazzlingness. The servants crawled on the ground to welcome their king.

The king took Zhou Ran in, and the maid put on luxurious clothes for her.

The king pulled her to stand in the palace and announced that this would be his beautiful bride! Zhou Ran put her hand behind her back and quietly weaving her armor.

The Archbishop frowned and said to the king: "She has the smell of a witch."

The king frowned and shook his head firmly: "No, she is just a kind little girl."

Archbishop: "King, you are confused. There will be no such beautiful girl in this world. She must have been transformed by a witch. Look at her hand behind her back, what is that..."

King: "Don't say it again, you will scare her!"

The king was a little angry and ignored the archbishop and took Zhou Ran to her room. The archbishop looked at the king's back, gritted his teeth and stood behind, poking the ground with his scepter.

The little king is now growing up and has begun to refute his words?!

But the king left very resolutely and did not look back at him.

Zhou Ran was taken to a beautiful room, the king placed her, gently comforted her emotions, and told her not to be afraid, that she would protect her. But no matter how hard he tried, the beautiful girl was just unwilling to say something to him.

King: "It's okay."

King: "One day I will let you see my heart, it is so sincere and loves you, and it is willing to give everything for you!"

After the king finished speaking, he ordered his servant to bring food to Zhou Ran, and then left the house.

Zhou Ran took out nettle and continued to weave armor.

When night fell, Zhou Ran had not enough nettle. But at this time, she was still half still not finished weaving.

You have to go back to the forest.

Zhou Ran stood up, walked to the window and looked out.

It was already dark now, and the night was the best protection color. As long as she didn't meet the king and the archbishop, she would not be stopped from going out in such clothes.

So Zhou Ran took her clothes and walked out of the palace with her back spine straight.

Sure enough, neither the soldiers nor the servants dared to stop her, and even knelt down to salute her.

Zhou Ran raised her chin a little, raised her hand up, and made a gesture of no tribute. The soldier stood up gratefully, looking at the approachable nobleman, his eyes full of joy and gratitude.

Because on weekdays, the nobles are noble, and they will not look at them, such lowly people. But this girl is different. She is beautiful and kind, and seems to be willing to say a few words to them.

Zhou Ran also looked at him, her eyes falling on the short blade in the soldier's hand, revealing a look of love.

Seeing this, the soldier hurriedly took off the short blade and handed it to Zhou Ran.

Soldier: "I see that you seem to like it, so I will give it to you!"

Zhou Ran took the short blade, nodded at him, and then showed a grateful smile.

The soldier's heart moved, quickly withdrew his gaze, bowed his head devoutly, and concealed his inner excitement, opening the palace door for her.

Zhou Ran raised her eyebrows lightly and walked out of the palace slowly.

[Apulu: The soldier was still young at that time, and he didn't know who the person he let him go hahahahahahahaha

Shoulder: I feel that if the king asks if anyone runs out secretly, the soldier will definitely answer no, hahahahahaha

User 3365425: The anchor’s mentality is really strong

Ice Skating: Yes, you see behind her, there are soldiers holding weapons. She walked along the way, without any unnecessary fluctuations in her eyes, just like she walked a thousand times and ten thousand times.

Love Shanghai Blue: Alas, I'm afraid my legs will be weak if I go
To be continued...