In the second year of winter, it is already the rainy season, and the further to the northwest, the cold air increases sharply, and the snow cover has become the norm all year round.

On the wasteland, there is an ancient road, called the wolf road, the wolf road naturally has wolves, perennial snow, but it does not affect the whereabouts of the snow wolf at all.

On the narrow wolf road, two deep rut marks are particularly conspicuous, a carriage walks on it, a woman in the car in the hand of a baby crying, the voice is sharp, as if it is a baby girl, the woman holds the baby and trembles, hears several wolf howls in the distance, there is no fear, breathing gradually becomes stable.

In front of the carriage, the coachman waved his whip and whipped it a few times, probably under the stimulation of pain, the horse ran much faster, even if it was a little faster, but the speed of the carriage was moving slowly, the snow was getting thicker and thicker, the ruts were deeply sunk, probably tired of running, the horse's eyes were slowly closed, the front hooves were paralyzed, lying down in the snowdrift panting, and the carriage stopped.

The middle-aged woman looked at the baby in her swaddling clothes, her eyes were slightly moist, and she put the baby in her hand in the car and stepped out of the car.

"Mrs. Fan, I have driven the carriage all my life, I have followed you all my life, you are a bodhisattva, I believe that God will not let good people die, you go quickly, I will drag them down." The coachman jumped out of the carriage and rushed to the rear with his whip.

In the distance, dozens of iron horsemen chased after them, and the galloping iron horses left marks on the heavy layer of snow.

The coachman rushed forward with his whip, and dozens of iron horsemen surrounded him, and even though he had worked hard for many years, he stood in front of the elite riders who jumped out of the pile of more than a dozen dead men, but the coachman looked unusually small.

"Old man, seeing that you are old, you should take your master back to Beijing with me to avoid the pain of flesh and skin!" The leader is wearing a tiger cracked helmet on his head and wearing gold chain mail, this person seems to be the leader of dozens of elite horsemen.

"I am a sixtieth old man, a cheap life, fortunately General Fan appreciated, for him to raise horses and chariots, indulging in inaction, but also conscientious, the general treats me well, if I can't escort his wife and daughter to leave safely, I am afraid that it will be difficult to feel at ease in the underworld. ”

"General, it's better to take it down quickly to avoid trouble. A soldier behind him spoke.

The world doesn't know Fan Xian, how can he not know about the fierce tiger commander.

The world received the order to exterminate the famine, and the remnants of the desolate people were exterminated by the nine clans, and Pu Song, the secretary of the Ministry of Rites, admonished the Sui Emperor and was destroyed, and Pu Song's friend General Fan Xian was punished for rebellion in order to protect his young daughter, and the Sui Emperor ordered to clean up the remnants.

Mrs. Fan took her young daughter through Lucheng, wanted to cross the wolf road, and rushed to Xiling Snow Country, Mrs. Fan was an ordinary person, but her daughter was born, a hundred birds in the general's mansion sang together, a group of butterflies danced, and a hundred flowers bloomed in the courtyard.

Yan Lie, the garrison of the frontier foothills, was temporarily ordered, led dozens of iron cavalry to chase, Fan Yan Lie was the Sui Emperor left and right military guards, but was framed by others, not reused, after the Sui Emperor sent him to guard the border pass, because he led hundreds of tiger horses during his political period, after living in the city, he called himself a general, as the defender of the city, and called himself "the commander of the fierce tiger"

"This matter should not be mentioned again, if the above is inquired, it will be said that Mrs. Fan entered the wolf's mouth, her daughter is missing, and the accompanying coachman is killed. The Fierce Tiger Commander also hesitated a little, and thought for a long time before letting the three of them leave.

"Thank you, General!" said the coachman, and then drove away.

Wolf Road, although it is the place where the snow wolf lives, is more dangerous, but because it is located at the junction of Xiling Snow Country and Dasui, therefore, this place is very rich, and it is mostly a place where snow thieves haunt.

The carriage walked between the valleys, the baby in the carriage did not know whether it was frightened or hungry, crying loudly, Mrs. Fan subconsciously wrapped her clothes tightly, the horse seemed to notice, the coachman looked towards the top of the mountain, waved the long whip in his hand and whipped it a few times, the horse galloped forward, and the carriage also galloped.

From time to time, the wheels were lifted high by a boulder, and the horses broke free from the reins and galloped out, and the carriage flew upside down, and was thrown out with the people who were in it.

There was a roar from the hillside, and figures rushed down from the hillside, firmly surrounding the carriage.

Mrs. Fan in the car was already delicate, bearing such a heavy blow, she was already dying, the coachman could still forcibly get up, hold himself up, this last stubbornness, ushered in just a cold blade, the knife rose and fell, before the round eyes closed, the head had flown out a few feet away, rolling on the snow for a long time before stopping, where the snow often gathered, the air should be fresh, but at this time it was mixed with a smell of orangutans, which made people smell and vomit, but the snow wolf became more and more crazy and excited.

Snow thieves are outlaws, how can they care about the life and death of others, and killing people has become the norm.

The snow thief dragged Mrs. Fan out of the car and looted all the accessories, after all, the snow thief is also a "person", not just for money.

There must be many women in the village, and they must be very familiar with those people, and now they meet such a beauty, and there is no shortage of them who are very red-eyed, and everyone wants to linger with them!

Since it is a "thief", it is not for love, only for profit, some absolutely, but also not inappropriate, they are all from different places, naturally each part has its own leader, uneven distribution, that is the war, this is the truth, the strong have the qualifications for distribution.

For a while, the sound of killing was everywhere, the swords collided, the meat was splashed, the sound of human heads rolling down was endless, and the air was mixed with a scarlet smell, which became more and more intense, at this moment, the baby became quiet, without a cry, Mrs. Fan was like a fish, quietly waiting to be slaughtered.

The coachman is right, God will not let good people die!

The sound of the sword gradually subsided, and Mrs. Fan had already closed her eyes, ready to welcome the coming of the wind and rain, but what she was waiting for was a little warmth on her face!

A snow wolf is licking the wound on her face, strangely, the wound is slowly healing, he also overheard Fan Xian say: This world does not belong to any emperor, nor to any strong person, but to "heaven", what is heaven, it may be a flower, a grass, a tree, or an animal in the world, but all spirits can be heaven! There are also many forbidden places, and in the forbidden places, there are many unfathomable people, life and death, and flesh and bones are not a lie, but all of this is beyond the reach of a mortal after all.

I don't know how long it took, she got up, groped around, began to get flustered, when she felt a warm little hand squirming back and forth, and finally she was at ease, and the wolf howled everywhere, and slept in the howl!