Shengheng, who had eaten and drunk enough, seemed to be very tired, and soon fell asleep on the felt, and snored loudly without a cup of tea. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

Although Yunyang was troubled by his snoring, he was also afraid that he would fall asleep and catch a cold, so he walked over and covered him with an extra blanket, and then hid in a corner far away from him, sitting and napping.

In a daze, she felt as if she was in an inn outside Luoyang City, and Zhao Yuan was sitting not far from her, wiping her saber unhurriedly. Yun Yang looked at the cloudy weather outside the window, as well as the indifferent look on Zhao Yuan's face, and became panicked and annoyed for no reason.

"Your Majesty, I'm Yunyang, have you forgotten me? I'm not dead, I'm not dead! She shouted with all her might, but it was like a thousand pounds of boulder in her throat, and she made a little noise even if she ran out of strength.

By the time she finally struggled to wake up from the nightmare, she was sweating profusely.

Sheng Heng was standing at the door of the shack, holding the persimmons frozen into ice cubes by the two of them as if by magic, and the bright orange and red color brightened the gray morning.

"Don't stand up yet." Shengheng closed his eyes and reached out to fumble the door frame of the shack, his huge body struggling to crawl inside.

Yunyang knew that he couldn't see the road, and his body would inevitably bump, so he came over to support him: "You slow down, follow me." ”

Seungheng didn't touch Yunyang's skin, but he seemed to see everything, and he said with some worry: "You sweat a lot, is there something uncomfortable?" ”

"No, it was just a nightmare." Yunyang lowered his head, as if he was talking about someone else's business, and brushed it off.

Shengheng pursed his lips slightly, didn't say anything, and obediently asked Yunyang to help him sit on the felt. After sitting down, he stuffed the frozen persimmon in his hand to Yunyang: "Taste it, it's very sweet." ”

Yun Yang held the two persimmons, and before he could taste them, he was attracted by their good color: "It's so red, like two small stoves wrapped in ice!" It's warm to watch. ”

Shengheng closed his eyes, tilted his head to listen to her, and looked simple and well-behaved like a small animal.

Yunyang looked at him, her eyes seemed to be burned by something, she quickly turned her face and said, "Since you can't see it, how did you find these two frozen persimmons, could it be that your eyes can see it for a while, and you can't see it for a while?" ”

"If only that were the case. I could get you out of here right away, but I really can't see anything right now. He lowered his head a little dejectedly: "So you can have revenge and revenge during this time that I can't see." ”

Yunyang didn't answer his words, just peeled the frozen persimmon and put it back in his hand: "You need to eat some of this now, it's good for your eyes." ”

Without waiting for Shengheng to speak, Yunyang looked at the snow outside the shack and said with some concern: "Look like this, it will snow today." Isn't it already spring? Why is there still so much snow here? ”

"It's a bitter cold place, every year. It's just that since the year before, the winter seems to have become longer, and it has become more and more difficult for the tribesmen to make a living. Sheng Heng said thoughtfully, "If it weren't for the fact that life was getting harder and harder, maybe the shaman elder wouldn't have jumped out to oppose me in such a hurry. Because there is less and less grassland to use, he wants to arrange it all for his cronies, how can I agree? ”

Since ancient times, rights have been linked, and power is advantageous, and only when it is advantageous can it be fought for. Yunyang has been in the palace for many years, and she has long known the key to the open and secret struggle between Shengheng and the shaman elders. It's just that she is an outsider after all, and she doesn't want to ask too much about Shengheng's behavior of cleaning up the opposition forces in the clan. So, Yun Yang sighed lightly, walked to Shengheng's side and carefully examined his eyes, and said, "Your eyes are not as red as they were yesterday, but now that there is snow outside, I am afraid that walking out of this shack will not be good for your eyes." What do you want to eat in the future, I'll go out and help you find it. ”

"That's a thoughtful statement." Shengheng took a bite of the frozen persimmon and crunched it when he chewed it.

Yunyang looked at him eating a little incredible: "You eat slowly, don't you feel sore teeth when you chew so fast?" ”

Shengheng didn't speak, chewing louder.

For his childish behavior, Yunyang could only shake his head helplessly. She thought for a moment and said, "I didn't see the horse you were riding, did you come here on foot?" ”

"After the battle with the Shaman Elder and the Celestial General, I led the Leopard Army to pursue the victory into this mountain. When the snow fell, it became more difficult for the enemy to spot, and Asoto and I got separated, and the Leopards went looking for food on their own. I wanted to hunt my horse and return to the tribe, but before I got out of the mountain, what I saw became more and more blurry. Later, while jumping over a ravine, I fell off the horse's back. With the help of previous memories, I slowly found this place. Shengheng recalled.

"When I got here, I found that there were people in my shack, and I was afraid that there were fleeing cavalrymen hiding here, so I took out my waist knife. If you hadn't had the strength to hold the door too little, I might have slashed at the time. ”

Yunyang was also scared when she recalled yesterday's scene, and she complained in a low voice: "You are always like this, you raise a knife at every turn." ”

"We?" Shengheng raised his eyebrows: "Emperor Xiaoya is also a military general, I think you will see him kill more people." ”

Yun Yang glanced at him coldly: "You are wrong, he has not killed anyone in front of me, he is always saving people." ”

Seungheng smiled wryly, but Yunyang was a little worried at this time: "If the snow keeps falling like this, will we always be trapped here?" I'm afraid that the firewood and rations here won't last long. ”

"Even if there is enough firewood and food rations, you can't stay here for long." Sheng Heng said calmly: "The snow surrounds the mountain, the shaman elder and the remnants of the defeated army will not be able to escape, if they freeze to death here, it will be fine, I am afraid, they accidentally touch here, we are in danger." ”

As soon as Yunyang thought that this shaman elder even wanted to burn himself in public, he shivered excitedly.

As if he could see it, Shengheng comforted her gently: "Don't be afraid, the chances of them finding this place are very small." They entered the mountain from the north slope, and this is the southern slope, and with such a thick snowfall, it would be a death to trek here. ”

Yunyang secretly breathed a sigh of relief. She turned her head and asked with some curiosity: "You always say the Leopard Army, why do the Wasteland Cheetahs only listen to you and Si Gan, and can't be summoned by others?" What if they learned the whistle you used to summon a leopard? Then don't they control the Leopard Army? ”