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Chapter 6 The White Dove

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    Whose white pigeons have just been bred, and they are paired and paired to forage for food.  Putting his head down and pointing at Zhu Chunyin, it was hard to rest after half-checking and half-swallowing¡ª¡ª

    This is an open forest, where hunters occasionally hunt, and the sound of gunfire will be released in the woods every few days. The hunter's eyes are like eagles, and they are a hundred times more terrifying than ferocious lions.

    A group of lions in the distance fell asleep comfortably after eating, even if there were bison and wild sheep not far away, they were not interested in hunting.

    A white pigeon and a black-spotted white dove were happily foraging not far away. There were some grass seeds on the grass, and the white dove cooed as it watched the black-spotted white dove.

    "Come on, come on, there are a lot of seeds here."

    The black-spotted white pigeon hopped up to the white dove, pecked at the seeds hastily, and carefully stared at the surroundings: "There are a few ferocious beasts over there, they are sleeping, we can eat them with confidence, but I heard here  There are hunters appearing, we have to be careful."

    Two pigeons quickly pecked at the seeds, and the white pigeon's eyes rolled around to look around. It was facing a pair of eagle-like eyes not far in front of it, hidden behind a tree.

    The white dove cooed in shock and called to its companions: "I saw the hunter, and he is looking at us with those hunting eyes."

    The black-spotted white pigeon was so smart that it fluttered its wings and was about to take off. It cooed at the white pigeon next to it: "Then what are you waiting for, don't run!"

    The white pigeon continued to peck the seeds slowly: "Don't worry, don't worry, if he shoots at me, I will see it, he is just looking at us now."

    The black-spotted white pigeon retracted its wings and pecked at the seeds tremblingly. At this time, the white dove cooed again: "The hunter raised his shotgun, and the point of the gun is pointing at us."

    The black-spotted white pigeon could no longer peck at ease, and flapped its wings as it ran and wanted to fly. The white dove hurriedly called it, and ran behind the nearest tree, and finally hid behind the big tree. It rolled its eyes  Looking left and right, I didn't find the pair of eagle-like eyes.

    Then he looked at the black-spotted white pigeon and cooed loudly: "Don't worry, don't worry, let's hide where he can't shoot the point of his gun. Come and hide behind the tree."

    The black-spotted white pigeon hesitated, but still flew towards the big tree. At this moment, the gun rang out, and the birds and beasts in the woods scattered, and the black-spotted white pigeon fell to the ground.

    The white pigeon cooed in fright, fluttering its wings and hovering above the black-spotted white pigeon, refusing to leave.

    The hunter walked out from behind the tree with a spear, walked up to the black-spotted white dove with a face full of frustration, kicked its corpse far away, and swears at the group of lions running away.

    "Damn it, next time you must be sure to hit it!" (Remember the website URL: www.hlnovel.com
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