"Patriarch, you heard you right. It's a whistle, but it's not sure who blew the whistle? Yasan affirmed.

In the Ice Clan, each member of the Clan will be given a wooden whistle when they are born. This wooden whistle not only represents the identity of the Ice Clan, but also the key to unlocking the clan's land. However, Yage was taken away by the ice leopard outside the clan land, and as soon as Yalu and the others received the news, they sent dozens of people to form more than ten teams to go out to find them.

This search is five days.

For five days, there was no news from the bird.

Everyone has a faint bottom in their hearts, and Song of Solomon is afraid that it will be more than auspicious. However, no one really said this, and if you don't see people alive or dead, it means that Song of Solomon still has a chance to survive. So, Yalu and the others did not give up, and followed the remnants of the ice leopard's breath all the way. The snow fell for half a month, almost masking the residual smell of the ice leopard. This added too much difficulty to Yalu's search, but no one gave up.

"Listen carefully!" Yayi raised his finger, motioned for everyone to listen carefully, and said, "Did you hear that?" ”

"This ...... It's not like the rhythm of the clansmen's blowing, is there a clansman's wooden whistle falling into the hands of outsiders? Yalu's face sank, and the joy that had just risen suddenly vanished, and his cold and dark face was filled with a murderous aura. Recently, no clansmen have been injured and lost wooden whistles when they go out, so the wooden whistle that is blowing at this moment will only be the one of the Song of Solomon.

Yalu has a wooden temperament and is taciturn.

Indicating that Song of Solomon was not close to him. However, even if he is not close, it is an indisputable fact that Song of Solomon is his son. The Ice One Clan is scarce, and every member of the Ice-One Clan is very precious, especially young children. Young children represent an infinite future, and the Ice Clan has adhered to the teachings of their ancestors and lived in seclusion in the harsh land of the glacial plains, and it has become more and more difficult to reproduce over the years.

"Patriarch, maybe Song of Songs will be saved by outsiders." Yashan said calmly. In order to follow the footsteps of the beast god, the glacial plains are flooded with countless people every year, either for fame or profit, and the ice people are very cautious when going out to hunt in order to avoid these insatiable people. Basically, they are reluctant to interact with these people.

Yalu clenched the wooden whistle on his neck and said coldly: "Prepare to set off, whether it is friend or foe, you have to see each other." ”

When the words fell, he stuffed the wooden whistle into his mouth, three long and two short, and blew the wooden whistle. The melodious whistle echoed far through the snow, echoing peacefully in the sky overhead. Yalu opened his mouth, and Yashan and the others quickly packed the things in the ice cave and tied them to their bodies, and then quickly rushed straight towards the place where the whistle spread.

At this time.

The wolf ink standing on the mountainside immediately heard the melodious whistle of three long and two short.

After a while, he put the wooden whistle in his mouth and blew it twice.

In the cave, Jiang Qing touched her chin, stared at the wolf ink that was gradually approaching, and hesitated: "Mo, do you think the whistle just now is a little special?" ”

"The tone is frustrated, I think it should be some kind of signal from the Ice Clan." Wolf Mo said indifferently. As he spoke, he glanced at the extremely excited Song of Solomon, the little bastard had never said anything about it from beginning to end. The heart is wide and the body is fat or something, should there be a degree, okay? Thinking about it, the cold and bone-eating chill of wolf ink instantly covered the area where Song was located, and said faintly: "Song of Song, have you forgotten what to remind me?" ”

Ya Ge froze, raised his ignorant face, and said stupidly: "What's the matter?" ”

Jiang Qing rolled her eyes, took Wolf Mo's hand, and said softly, "Yage, how did your father tell you to blow this whistle?" ”

"Long or short or something...... Yage pouted, seriously recalled, and after half a ring, he said: "Sister Qing, I forgot about jì!" But it's okay, my father said he'd come to me whenever I whistled......"

At the end, he raised his head and chest, and seriously patted his small chest to reassure Jiang Qing.

In the cave, the three of them stared at Yage's immature and innocent face, and finally sighed helplessly. Forget it, the soldiers will block the water and cover the earth, and when the people of the Ice Clan appear, they are thinking about how to deal with this matter. You can't be angry with a four- or five-year-old child, you're half angry, and the milk doll doesn't know it.

"Hmm!" Jiang Qing responded weakly, looked at Wolf Mo, and hesitated: "Mo, should we be on guard?" ”

"Wait a minute, you don't come forward with the Song of Solomon, and Diddison and I will contact people first." Wolf Mo said cautiously. It was not difficult to hear from the whistle that the distance, but a few hills apart, thought it would not be long before those people would find them. Speaking of which, this little fat man is really lucky! If you are someone else, you will be lost in the glacier snow for a few days, and you will be swallowed by a wild beast long ago!

At this time, the Song of Solomon was very excited.

Thinking that he would be able to see his father and his clansmen soon, a smile bloomed on his chubby and cute face.

Tightly hugging the ice leopard cub, he circled around the fire. In his mouth, he didn't know what inexplicable words he was muttering, and he was silly alone.

Jiang Qing held her waist, with a snow-white rabbit fur scarf around her neck, although it was sunny outside, the temperature was very low. Faintly, it was two minutes colder than when it snowed, and Jiang Qing tightened her clothes and scarf tightly as she stood at the entrance of the cave and looked around.

"Will it be okay?" Jiang Qing said worriedly.

The Ice Clan has no contact with the world, and they don't know what their temperament is.

Wolf Mo shook the snowflakes on his body, the sun hung in the sky, and the ice hammers and snowdrifts on the branches fell from time to time, and he was stained with a lot. Worried that the cold on his body would make Jiang Qing uncomfortable, he stayed far away, and only stepped forward after shaking off all the snowflakes on his body did he come closer, and said softly: "The Bingyi clan is not a barbarian, speaking of which, we are also the benefactors of this little fat man." They will not take revenge and take revenge. ”

"What little fat man?" Jiang Qing glanced at Wolf Mo and was speechless about this. The Song of Songs is small, chubby and very cute, although the hair and eyebrows are light gray, but the delicate little face is very pleasing to look at. How did he fall into the mouth of wolf ink, and he became a little fat man.

Wolf Mo glanced at Song coldly, reached out and lifted the back of Song of Song's shirt, and checked it.

"It's fat, much heavier than Wolf Yan and Jiang Yao!" Wolf Mo said seriously, with a serious face and a stern expression. The deep and dark pupils were dyed with cold love, and in his eyes, in addition to Jiang Yao and Angela, even Wolf Yan and Wolf Rui were not pleasing to his eyes. Not to mention that it was not easy for a person like Song of Solomon, who had nothing to do with him, to allow him to stay in the cave for so long!

Orc warriors are born with a strong sense of territory. No, Diddison didn't dare to approach Wolf Mo even if he slept these days, for fear of being thrown out of the cave. Simply, not far from the entrance of the cave, a wall was built with ice cubes, and a simple nest was made. In the past two days, Yage was thrown to Didison by Wolf Mo, and several times Yage wanted to get close to Jiang Qing, but was ruthlessly thrown out of the cave by Wolf Mo.