When Emperor Wu of Xia was three years old, Le Zheng returned to Guanzhong from Luoyang, the beginning was late autumn, the carriage traveled all the way, the fine snow fluttered and fell, the clouds were sinking day by day, and the wind and snow were full.

The carriage of the brocade curtain runs between the mountain roads, as if it was on the way back from medical treatment in the past.

Le Zheng sat in the carriage without a wreck, as if he felt faintly different, but it was difficult to know. Recalling the news I heard in the Luoyang Teahouse, I felt that there were dreams flashing in my mind from time to time.

The remnants of the cherry blossoms are stained with blood, the fire is fluttering, and the floating ones don't know if it's a dream...... Just in the drowsiness, a scene appeared, the piano emblem was splashed with blood, the cherry blossoms were dancing, and the corpses were all over the ground, and his fingertips were still dripping warm blood...... Suddenly woke up, and didn't remember it at all, but since I heard about the disaster of Ru Yan's family in the teahouse, I often did this, and I was still in a nightmare.

Now in this disaster, Ru Yan's family was destroyed in the twilight of this year.

He was born weak and sensitive, and he followed the carriage all the way north, and his heart was still frosty.

The inexplicable scene of slaughter was too tragic, his white clothes were dyed bright in the firelight and blood, the cherry blossoms were as red as blood, and the flesh and blood were flying, and the feeling seemed to be close at hand, and it really almost made him think that there had indeed been such a scene, and on the night of Ru Yan's house being destroyed, beside him, at his fingertips.

His thoughts were too disordered, his heart tightened, and he couldn't help but spit out a mouthful of blood with a pale face.

When the servant who was driving the carriage heard the sound, he immediately stopped the carriage and hurriedly asked, "Childe, but you are sick?"

Le Zheng Wuxian's face was pale, he stroked his chest and couldn't answer for a while, and then shook his head for a while.

The servant looked worried, and couldn't help but say: "The son of the moon ago shouldn't have made a move in that teahouse, you are injured, how can you lightly use this 'sound killing' technique, although it is to help people break the siege, but if the old lady knows, you must worry and blame." ”

Le Zheng Wuxian smiled gently, and only said, "I'm fine, Gong Le don't worry." ”

The servant Gong Le was worried, and muttered dissatisfiedly: "I also said that it was okay, but I vomited blood clearly...... Childe has always been strong. ”

Le Zheng smiled reluctantly, and then stopped arguing.

Hurry again, the wind and snow drift all the way, gradually like goose down, all eyes are white, and the human eye is a little unable to distinguish the direction.

The music in the carriage was in a stupor, and for some reason his heart suddenly palpitated, and he suddenly woke up. At the same time, Gong Le stopped the carriage with a long sigh.

"Childe, childe......" Gong Le turned around and lifted the corner of the curtain, and said to the music in the carriage: "Today's 'little string' I don't know what's wrong, how does it seem to take the wrong road, this mountain road is not like the road we used to go out on, this white-haired old horse, isn't it old and confused?"

Le Zheng Wuxian was a little stunned, and subconsciously said when he heard the words: "'Xiao Xian'er' has been running with me for many years, and I have never missed ......the road in the past."

Gong Le wondered, "Then what happened to this beast today? It brought us to the foot of this deep mountain...... Could it be that we left from here? This place is cold and deserted...... It's a bit like the foot of Dajian Mountain......" He raised his voice and said, "Childe, let's go to Qingfeng Mountain." ”

As soon as he finished speaking, he saw a person as white as snow suddenly opened the curtain of the car with a very fast "swish" and looked into the distance.

Gong Le was stunned for a moment, and looked at him in surprise: "...... Childe?"

That little bit of ink stood far away on a high ground in the snow, very small, very quiet, but for a moment, it ran away.

Don't leave!

His heart tightened for no reason, as if it shouldn't be such a situation, as if he had missed something wrong, and Lezheng instinctively got out of the car and wanted to chase it.

"Childe!" Gong Le was startled, and hurriedly jumped down from the wheel, grabbed a coat and put it on Le Zhengwu's shoulders and grabbed him: "Childe, what's wrong with you? It's so cold outside and the snow is so heavy, where can you stand it...... Get back to the carriage. ”

Le Zheng was unsettled, his heart was cold, and he suddenly said to Gong Le: "I...... I always feel like something is wrong......"

Gong Le was surprised: "What's wrong? Childe, what are you thinking about? Let's come out of Guanzhong and now go back to Liangzhou, what's wrong? Childe, you ......?"

Le Zheng was in a trance, but he didn't notice the voice of the servant who suddenly stopped, and when he seemed to feel something wrong, he turned around and a strong cold breath had forced in front of him.

It was a very cold and powerful crossbow arrow, shot from the distant mountains, and it was so accurate at such a distance.

Le Zheng retreated in a hurry, he had been weak for a long time, although he practiced the "sound killing technique" and had internal strength, but he did not know martial arts.

The crossbow arrows passed by, like an ice blade sliding by, and in an instant, blood flowed down from the arm, staining the sleeve red.

Le Zheng Wuxian lowered his head at this time, only to see that a crossbow arrow on Gong Le's chest passed through his back, and it had already made him angry in the blink of an eye.

"Gong Le!" Le Zheng couldn't help but feel his blood churning, standing unsteadily, both dazed and frightened, subconsciously bowed his head to help the servant who had been following him for many years, and saw a little cold light flashing in the distance.

His heart sank, and his right arm, red with blood, was as stiff as a stone.

There was a cold light to stabilize, and it was about to shoot in the next moment, Le Zhengwu's face was even paler, but he suddenly heard a tyrannical wolf howl, and at the same time, with a "whoosh-", a crossbow arrow grazed one step away from his side.

The man who stood frozen in the snow was stunned for a moment, and when he came back to his senses, several dark brown wolves galloped towards him, and Le Zheng instinctively retreated, but suddenly saw an extremely thin but not stranger sitting on the head of the wolf. He couldn't help but shudder.

The wolves raised their heads in front of him and howled without stopping, and the little man, who was undoubtedly extremely thin, stretched out his little dry hand and grabbed his wrist, and at that moment, he felt for the first time the temperature of the palm of this skinny little girl was hotter than fire.

The she-wolf who was sitting under her was extremely swift and dexterous, bowed down and shook up, and carried Le Zheng Wuxian on her back very lightly and quickly.

Although the wolf is not tall, it is still fast and vigorous, and its four claws are as strong as a pillar. Le Zheng heard a terrible wolf howl from the place where the cold arrow was shot before, and his body was shocked, and he was awake for three minutes, and he tried to look up on the back of the wild wolf, and saw that several wild wolves following the gallop next to him had heard the sound and ran away.

But the wild wolf that took him and the thin little girl in front of him was unmoved, and still ran away with them, and in the blink of an eye passed through a deep snowy forest, and then into a hill forest of varying heights.

The wind howled like a roar, the cold snow soaked the bones, running all the way, the blood of Le Zhengwu's right arm had already frozen in the wind, he had been sick and weak for a long time, how could he withstand such an infection in the wind and snow, several times I wanted to say what to do, but finally I don't know when he had already passed out behind the thin man.

In the groggy piece of cold to the bone, the only thing that never went away was the burning heat on his wrist that had never been loosened, like fire, like a burn, almost burning the far cold and cold that he had not thought about for many years.

When Le Zheng woke up, his whole body was warm, he coughed hard for a long time, and he was groggy to sit up, but when he turned around, he met the head of a wolf with a loud nose and fangs.

The god was shocked, and a layer of cold horror ran through his back, and Le Zheng was much more sober in an instant.

Only then did he realize that he was living in a low snow cave with a thick pile of hay under him, and on the outside of his body was a she-wolf curled up, and on the inside of his body was the skinny little girl, who buried her head at his side, and the whole person was curled up like a little wolf cub.

And beside her, there were indeed two little wolf cubs, huddled together with her, close to herself, and the huge she-wolf curled up with the wolf tail and the two of them in front of her, and the three wolves were huddled together, warm and coaxing.

Le Zheng got up half of his body, and then felt a cold chest, lowered his head and coughed involuntarily, one after another, for a long time.

After a long breath of relief, he raised his eyes and met a pair of huge and strange eyes, like beasts and stars, looking at him quietly, without blinking.

“…… Thank you for saving me. After a long time, Le Zheng said a word, wanting to smile at her, but lowered his head and coughed again.

The little girl in front of him didn't seem to understand his words, and looked at his little face unchanged, always quiet, not moving, as if there was a deep meaning, and as if there was no intention at all.

It wasn't until Le Zheng coughed and coughed up a mouthful of black blood, and fainted again in front of her, that she blinked her eyes and got up.

The curled she-wolf hissed at her, and the little girl reached out her withered little hand and patted the she-wolf's head, and the wolf shook her long tail and stood up lazily.

Le Zheng Wuxian only felt a lot colder around him in a drowsy state, and the same was true of the little wolf cub that was left behind, and he was even closer to Le Zheng Wuxian, constantly arching his little head that had not yet opened his eyes.

And the little man came out of the hole and landed on the back of the she-wolf, and ran wildly towards the mountains and forests in the distance.

The wind and snow outside the cave roared, Le Zheng woke up several times, and never saw the wolf again, this snow cave cave sheltered from the wind and snow, the hay was thick, he was wearing a thick coat, although he still felt cold but could bear it, but he felt more and more sleepy and faint, his limbs were weak, and the stiffness of his right arm was slowly transmitted from the shoulder to the whole body.

Le Zheng Wuwu half-conscious hand touched his body, although stiff as a stone but clearly hot and scary, the wound on his right arm that was originally frozen was activated by the heat, and unconsciously blood gushed out, the two little wolf cubs were very close to him, smelling blood, and instinctively leaned over to lick it.

Le Zheng felt a stinging pain in his right arm, which was already like a stone, gradually coming from him, and the slight tingling and itching pain became more and more obvious.

When he woke up again, the two wolf cubs beside him were lying motionless, the other as if he had only one breath left, licking the wound on his right arm.

Le Zheng was heartless, and picked up the little wolf cub who was lying still, and sure enough, his whole body was as stiff as a stone, and he didn't know how long he had been dead.

Before he could think about it, he suddenly heard the wolf's howl, and before he looked back, a huge wolf's claw had already pounced on him, and the beast's mouth was about to bite off his neck.

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