The group pet cub is three and a half years old, I am the Little God of Beasts

Jiabaoer disappeared like this without leaving even a word.

The emperor aged more than ten years overnight.

The Queen Mother and the Queen collapsed, lying on the bed without eating or drinking, and could only shed tears.

Mrs. Cui was so distressed that she almost couldn't keep the baby in her belly.

Even the princes burst into tears whenever they saw Fengyang Palace.

Fu Shao'ai endured his grief while analyzing the clues.

Apart from the three envoys who had just left Daqi, he could not think of anyone else who could kidnap their little princess.

What he doesn't understand is, isn't Jiabao'er a little fairy who has experienced calamity? Why was she taken away silently?

And even Mouse and Duoduo couldn't find her traces?

Could it be said that among these three missions, there is a more powerful immortal than her?

At this time, on the official road to the north, a long caravan was marching slowly.

Ever since they left the capital, they had been stopped and inspected by countless officers and soldiers.

The atmosphere was so tense just because the little princess of Daqi was missing. Everyone shook their heads and sighed.

The biting cold wind mixed with snow particles hit people's faces, causing pain.

Everyone wanted to bury their faces in their necks, block them with thick fur, and let the horses go on their own.

The few carriages at the back belonged to the grandfather and grandson who had joined the caravan to seek refuge with relatives and friends.

My grandfather was an old man with white beard and hair, leading an old servant named Uncle Zhong and a grandson who was only three or four years old.

The grandson has a fat head and big ears. He only laughs naively and occasionally drools.

Uncle Zhong came to discuss with the caravan, handed the caravan two hundred taels of silver, and asked the caravan to allow them to go back to northern Xinjiang together.

The reason is that the caravan has escorts to protect it and feels safe.

They were responsible for eating and drinking along the way and promised not to cause any trouble to the caravan.

Brother Zhang, the leader of the caravan, was a man of righteousness. Seeing that the grandchildren of this family seemed to be mentally ill, he felt pity for them, so he agreed to their request.

Since the princess disappeared, all the city gates in Daqi have been filled with officers and soldiers.

Every time the officers and soldiers raised the curtain and saw a young man of several years old in the carriage of the grandfather and grandson, they would force the grandson out of the carriage, look left and right, and finally ask someone to take off the child's clothes.

Check the pants to see if he is a real man.

When I saw it, I waved my hand and let him go.

Even though it was a bit troublesome, it was over with no danger at all.

After walking and stopping all the way, we came to a forest.

It's almost dusk, and the nearest town is more than thirty miles away. Obviously, we can't get there today.

This became a place where caravans would camp out every time they came back and forth.

Brother Zhang asked everyone to get down from the carriage and set up a fire to cook some food.

After traveling for a long time, the weather was freezing cold, and everyone was looking forward to a sip of hot water to add some heat to the body.

Everyone dismounted, took down the stoves, gathered firewood, and set up the stoves. Some people went to the river to break the ice and fetch water. Others took out dried meat and rice grains, thinking of cooking a pot of porridge to relieve the cold.

Brother Zhang came to the carriage of the old man and his grandson, knocked on the window, "Old man, come down and have a drink of hot water."

Uncle Zhong, who was sitting in the carriage behind, came over and politely thanked Brother Zhang, "Thank you, leader, for taking care of you all the way. My little master caught a bit of wind and cold last night, and now he is hiding under the quilt, and he doesn't dare to

Come out casually, so as not to make everyone sick."

"Hey, what's wrong with illness? People like us are exposed to wind and rain all day long. We have rough skin and thick flesh, so we don't have that much attention to detail."

Looking at Uncle Zhong, Brother Zhang realized that what he said might be inappropriate. He laughed dryly and said: "If the young master can't blow dry, would you like to have some hot water sent to the car?"

"Uh..." Uncle Zhong hesitated for a moment, then cupped his hands and said, "It's better to obey orders than to be respectful. I'd like to trouble the leader Zhang."

Brother Zhang said politely, glanced at the car window and left.

The old man in the carriage is so strange.

He and Uncle Zhong stood outside the window and talked so much. Logically speaking, the old man in the car should respond anyway, even if it was a thank you, but from the beginning to the end, there was no movement inside.

"Brother Zhang, the people there are a bit unsociable and look mysterious. Are they from a wealthy family?"

Brother Zhang shook his head and whispered: "I don't know, I didn't ask. One old and one young have walked such a long distance, and the younger one is not very smart. It sounds very pitiful. I can help you a lot."

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"Brother Zhang, the hot water is boiled here. You drink some first. I'll call you when the porridge is ready."

"Okay, pour me some more hot water, and I'll bring it to the old man and the others to drink. The weather is so cold, it can freeze people's ears off."

Brother Zhang was breathing heavily, and while waiting for hot water, he stamped his feet because of the cold.

Suddenly, there was a commotion behind him.

As soon as I turned around, I saw the horses at the back of the caravan stamping their hooves restlessly, squeezing and bumping into each other.

The sound of horse hooves hitting the ground and the occasional neighing sound were so lonely under the dim sky that they were inexplicably scary.

A man ran over there. He was a brother who had been with Brother Zhang for more than ten years. His name was Suozhu.

"Brother, there seems to be a wild beast in the woods. When I took the brothers to collect firewood, I felt something was wrong, so I arranged for someone to keep an eye on it."

"Just now, a brother came over and said that he saw a shadow flash past. He thought he was dazzled, and then something quickly passed under his feet. The force was so strong that he almost fell down. He was frightened.

He rolled and crawled over here to report the news,"

"He said the thing that knocked him down was furry and about the size of a monkey, but it wasn't a monkey because it had a pair of long ears. Oh, by the way, it wasn't a rabbit either because it had a very long tail,"

"The speed was too fast and he didn't see clearly what it was. He chased for a while but couldn't catch it, so he walked back. Unexpectedly, the thing was hiding among the horses. When he saw someone approaching, he quickly ran away.

Gone."

Brother Zhang was frightened when he heard it, and asked quickly: "You still can't see what it is?"

"Suozhu said he could see the appearance clearly, but he couldn't tell what it was. He had never seen it since he was this big. He only remembered the sharp mouth and monkey cheeks, and the fierce eyes. It was so scary."

It was getting dark, and the horses began to crowd together again. Mixed with the sound of horse hooves hitting the ground and the occasional neighing, it gave people a feeling that a storm was coming.

Brother Zhang looked back and told Suozhu: "Let the brothers be more alert tonight, arrange the night watch, and make the fire burn brighter. Prepare swords and ropes and anesthetics, and put them where you can.

If there is any movement, take action quickly and see if you can catch that thing."

"Okay," Suozhu nodded, and just as he was about to run, something hit him on the head, which made him groan in pain and make him cry.