After all, it is your own home, so it is not good for others to search it.
With so many people and dogs, can't we find a single living person?
While Regel was hesitating, Cheng Qianxun came up with an idea, so she jumped on the table.
"What are you going to do, little guy?"
Regeer was angry and funny.
No matter how much he liked her, a beast was still a beast.
How could he get on the table and hug her off again.
Looking at the snow fox that looked like a ball of fur, with its sad black eyes, Sneijder laughed: "It's okay, it's rare to have such fun things, do you want to eat?"
He even tore it off kindly.
Next came a thigh from an unknown wild bird and placed it on her plate.
"This little guy is very naughty.
He throws things on the ground and won't eat them.
He doesn't take the dishes if they're not clean."
Regel said something bad, but he stroked the snow fox's fur dotingly: "I'm not picky, bread, wild vegetables Eat everything.”
"It's so cute.
Come on, will you let me hug you?"
Sneijder stretched out his hands, really wanting to hug her.
Looking at the bird legs on the plate, Cheng Qianxun was about to cry without tears.
He turned his head and buried his head in Regel's arms.
Everyone laughed for a while.
In fact, she was thinking of just dying.
She was tired, too tired.
At this moment, someone from upstairs suddenly shouted: "Stop, stop!"
After the three people looked at each other, they all immediately got up and ran upstairs.
At this good opportunity, Cheng Qianxun quickly jumped up on the table, dipped his furry paws into the milk jug and added some milk after what Regel had just written.
Fox claws are not human fingers, so they can only be written larger.
The "g" is written large so that they can see it at a glance, and then look at the word and read it. . .
Cheng Qianxun had a wonderful fantasy.
If one of them could speak out, one of them would be able to pass the test.
Who said that writing can only be done on the palm of your hand, but it can also be done on the desktop.
Thinking about it.
She almost burst into laughter.
"Don't run, don't run..."
Shouting continued from upstairs, plus the sound of barking dogs.
"Meow!"
A tabby cat was chased by a hound and was so panicked that it jumped onto the table.
She jumped right on top of the words she finally wrote, and a few plum blossom footprints completely blurred the words.
Cheng Qianxun suddenly became furious, and slapped the cat down with a scream of "meow!"
The steward who happened to see this scene quickly called to the dog: "Don't go there, my precious snow fox!"
The dogs didn't care.
Three dogs chased the tabby cat that was photographed off the table by the snow fox, while the remaining three were lying on the edge of the table, barking at the snow fox standing on the table.
"My words, my words."
Cheng Qianxun was about to cry without tears.
He was irritated by the barking dogs and glared at the dogs angrily and bared his teeth.
The ferocious expression frightened three dogs at once.
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They were so frightened that they turned around and ran away with their tails between their legs.
"Hehe, so fierce.
After all, he is a fox, but he is still a bit wild."
Sneijder happened to see this scene.
He said to the other two nobles with a smile.
Write quickly, maybe there's still time.
Seeing the words on the table that were blurred by the cat, Cheng Qianxun didn't have time to put his paws into the milk jug, so he directly dipped his forelimb into some milk that had melted away from the writing on the table. .
"Okay, don't be reluctant to part with this milk.
For the sake of saving our lunch, I'll pour you some."
I just finished writing the word "c".
Regal came over to protect her soft waist and picked her up.
He also picked up the milk jug with one hand and poured some into her basin.
Cheng Qianxun was placed on Reger's lap again.
She wanted to get on the table to write, but Regel wouldn't allow her to get on the table again.
The cook came over to dirty the table and wiped it clean with a rag.
All the words and cat paw prints were wiped away.
Reger went to get the food with one hand, and pressed her down with the other hand to prevent her from going to the table.
After all, the distinguished guests were here.
The three unaware teammates continued to eat and chat, and the topic continued about the fights between nobles who had nothing to do but had enough to eat.
Damn Raphael.
I finally came up with a trick, but I fell into disgrace and became irreconcilable with you. . .
Cheng Qianxun looked at the plate of milk in front of him and wanted to cry.
Finally, he held back his anger and grief and stuck out his tongue to lick it bit by bit.
After searching everything, I couldn't find the woman who always hit the noble man on the head with a jar.
Some hunting dogs would smell the scent and always go to the snow fox, but they took it as their nature and were scolded and pulled away.
Reger was a little confused: "She shouldn't have escaped, so how come she can't find anyone?"
Sneijder smiled and said nothing, and Gordon was very sensible and did not mention Sneijder's knight Regel.
This is someone else's home, just mention it once and others will naturally ask for it if they are willing.
Reger asked the butler to continue the search and expand the scope, including the yard, stables, utility room, etc.
So the whole castle was full of dogs barking and people coming and going.
After lunch, Gordon said he was going to go for a walk in the yard to eat.
Gordon went out, and Regel asked Sneijder to see the collection.
He would probably give the bearskin to Sneijder in due course.
Watching Gordon go out, Cheng Qianxun also wanted to follow.
"Where are you going?"
Reger shouted, and Cheng Qianxun turned to look at him.
Reger seemed to understand something: "If you are afraid of those specimens, then go ahead."
Then he ordered the housekeeper to go out and say that no one can harm Snow Fox.
With this order, she can be a little safer.
If anyone dares to take off her skin, Reger, as the master, will take off his skin.
Cheng Qianxun ran all the way and caught up with Gordon.
Gordon was walking to the stables.
This is how nobles are.
Apart from titles and property, the rest they care about are falcons, hunting dogs, horses, swords, and women.
Cheng Qianxun followed him with small steps, thinking about finding an opportunity to write his name on the ground and let Gordon read it out.
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Gordon also noticed that she was following him, so he slowed down and said, "Why are you following me?"
She raised her head and said "ouch" to Gordon twice, which made Gordon laugh.
With such a beautiful snow fox following her, she naturally wouldn't find it annoying.
Along the way, there were many knights living in the stables.
They were all well fed and had nothing to do.
Some were brushing their horses with brushes, some were cleaning their swords, and some were lying on the straw and taking a nap.
Seeing Viscount Gordon coming, everyone who was awake nodded to him and said hello, and looked curiously at a high-quality snow fox following him with fur like snow and no stray hairs.
After Gordon looked at a few horses, he exclaimed without knowing whether it was true or not: "Yes, they are all good horses."
Then he walked up to Rudolf who was whittling wood with a dagger: "I heard you are very capable."
Rudolph continued whittling the wood: "It's okay."
Gordon looked at the dagger in his hand and raised the corners of his mouth slightly: "Such a short sword.
What can it do?"
Rudolph did not answer.
A knight next to him said: "Viscount Gordon, don't underestimate him.
He has used this sword to deal with wild wolves."
"Really?
You're just bragging."
Gordon didn't believe it.
But Cheng Qianxun believed it.
With Rudolph's ability, let alone wolves, he should be able to get away with three or four lions as long as he is given enough time.
The knight quickly confirmed: "I was in the same team as him that day, and we were stared at by wolves on the road.
He asked me and others to go back to find reinforcements, and one person stayed to stop the wolves.
By the time we returned with enough people, he had already Sitting on the carcass of a wolf, we followed the road and collected the carcasses of wolves.
In the end, we collected six carcasses in total, but they were all large adult wild wolves."
Seeing his beaming expression, And with a bit of adoration.
At this time, Cheng Qianxun took advantage of the fact that no one was paying attention to her and quickly used his front paws to clean up the broken grass on the ground.
The ground is so hard, and the most important thing is that it hasn't rained in the past few days.
It’s not a big problem, as long as you can write.
"So powerful" Gordon looked at the sword in his hand: "How is your swordsmanship?"
Rudolf expressionlessly repeated what he just said calmly: "It's not bad."
Cheng Qianxun had already removed all the grass and started to melt it on the ground with the nails on his forelimbs.
"How about a competition?"
Gordon became interested.
Rudolph then raised his head, looked at Gordon sideways, and said with a bit of pride: "I dare not hurt the Viscount."
Now Gordon had to give it a try.
He turned to his entourage and said, "Go to the room and get my sword."
"Don't bother me.
I know you are using a heavy sword."
Rudolf took the wooden dagger he had sharpened with a dagger in his hand, and threw the dagger in front of Gordon's toes: "My lord, use me. sword, I use this" Rudolph waved the wooden sword in his hand, which made Gordon immediately angry.
It was so disrespectful.
Gordon didn't draw the dagger.
He sneered and said: "The knights here all have swords.
You can pick one at will.
Don't say that I bully you because of my noble status.
Let's fight based on our ability."
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Gordon looked around: "Whose sword is the heaviest?
Give it to me."
A knight quickly drew out his sword.
Holding it in both hands, he walked over and handed it over.
The ground was so hard that Cheng Qianxun managed to write two letters before being stepped on by the knight who came over with his sword.
It's so smooth that you can't even read the words written on it.
"Ah" she looked up sadly at the knight who strode past her and watched him hand the sword to Gordon.
After Gordon got it, he shook out two sword flowers on the left and right, and said with a bit of contempt: "It's lighter than my sword, so just use it."
Her life is really hard, so hurry up and write again.
Cheng Qianxun has no choice but to bite the bullet before writing.
Rudolf took one look and knew that this nobleman, like Sneed, was not hanging a sword as a decoration.
He did not dare to be careless and pulled out his dagger from the ground: "I still use my own."
Many nobles have very large scabbards, but in fact the sword inside is either much smaller or half as thin.
As a nobleman, surrounded by knights, most of the time he didn't have to draw his sword at all.
"Ah" Cheng Qianxun screamed, which turned into an "ouch".
This time I only wrote one letter, and Rudolph stepped on it.
"Come on."
Gordon held the sword in one hand and stood there waiting.
I just happened to be a little resentful.
Yesterday I was knocked unconscious by a woman with a can for no reason.
Even if the news was blocked and it wouldn't make an uproar, there was no guarantee that these knights wouldn't secretly discuss it in private.
"Sir, be careful."
Rudolf attacked with a dagger
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