Listening to the sound of "whoosh", hundreds of fire arrows flew through the air, slicing through the sky full of snowflakes with dazzling flames of light, over their heads, and rushing towards the golden soldiers one after another.

The golden soldiers were caught off guard, and there was no shield to resist, and they fell off their horses one after another. The occasional cavalry that escaped by luck had not had time to rush out of the valley when they were shot by a new round of roaring fire. In an instant, the people flipped on their backs, screaming incessantly, and the dozens of golden soldiers all fell into the snow.

"Uratali Soduoga" Sulige was surprised and delighted, and recognized at a glance that the rescuers who arrived were the hunters from the same village.

These people are fierce and brave, and they have great respect for Wanyan Alejin, and all the golden soldiers have just fired rockets together, almost burning the entire village, and shooting Alejin and dozens of villagers, how can they give up? Seeing that the golden soldiers turned around and pursued Su Lige and Xu Xuan, after the hunters hurriedly rescued their families, they immediately reorganized their horses, bows and arrows, and chased them all the way.

The wind and snow were combined, and the wolves howled and rushed out of the valley, just as they were about to run towards Xu Xuan and the others, they were pressed by the fire arrows in the sky, and they all dragged the corpses of the golden soldiers back.

All the hunters rushed to the horse with a roar, leaned over and pulled Su Lige, Xu Xuan, and Su Shilie onto the horseback, and when they saw that they were fine, they beat their chests and cheered.

These Jurchen men admired heroes the most, Xu Xuan slaughtered the tiger and the wolf alone, defeated the king of Hailing, and made them feel more respectful, tonight with a disabled body, riding a tiger to rescue Sulige, and driving into the wolf valley, and finally intact out of the encirclement, but also let them admire the five-body throw, the sound of "Xiongkulu" echoed all over the field.

Xu Xuan escaped death, relieved, the wind blew, and his body was soaked in cold sweat. Turning his head to look, he met Su Lige's eyes, thinking of the villagers who were shot, and thinking of Alejin who was burned alive, and he was even more sad and happy. Anyway, he is the sworn enemy of the Jin Kingdom, and he will go back to the Great Song Dynasty tomorrow, so it doesn't matter; But these villagers disobeyed the Empress Dowager's decree and killed 300 Royal Forest Army, and from now on, they were only afraid of the size of the Eloh wilderness, and there was no place for them to stand

In the early hours of the next morning, the wind and snow gradually stopped, revealing a corner of blue sky in the clouds to the south.

The village has long been burned to the ground, and the eyes are full of desolation. Everyone dug a row of earth pits at the foot of the mountain, put the corpses one by one, drew knives and cut their foreheads, their faces were full of blood and tears, and they wept bitterly. Then he cooked some of the deceased's favorite meals, burned them to ashes, and piled them up into new graves.

Xu Xuan got along with these Jurchens day and night, like friends and neighbors, and among the deceased, there were many women who had given him pickled meat furs, and there were also children who pestered him to tell the story of Jiangnan

Su Lige cried the saddest, and regardless of the disfigurement, he slashed twice on his forehead and kept kowtowing in front of Alejin's grave.

Xu Xuanxin had relatives, and when he thought of Alejin's friendship with him, he couldn't help but bow down a few times, and suddenly thought: "The court said that my Xu family colluded with the Demon Gate and went to the Jin Kingdom, if you know that I kowtow to my brother who was beaten by Wanyan Agu, I don't know what charges I will fabricate?" "The mouth is full of bitter water, and the five flavors are intertwined.

According to Jurchen customs, after the death of nobles, slaves, horses, and clothes should be burned and buried. So Su Lige burned the horse's corpse together, buried it in the grave, and cried for a while, and Fang Yi reluctantly turned over and got on the horse.

Everyone rode around the village, shot dozens of arrows into the sky, beat their chests and shouted, and then hugged Xu Xuan and ran to the river.

The ice floes in the river were tumbling, and the canoe was still tied to the rocky edge.

Thinking that the separation was imminent, everyone was very sad, and Uratali, Suodoga and others still did not give up, and stepped forward to persuade Xu Xuan to go north with them. Only Su Lige's eyes were red, and he stared at him with tears in his eyes, and he didn't say a word.

Xu Xuan's heart was surging, he smiled at her, and said loudly in blunt Jurchen words: "No matter how high the clouds fly, they will always meet the sea; No matter how far the eagle flies, it will always return to the Luo wilderness. No matter how far apart we are, no matter how long we are apart, there will always be a day when we will see each other."

Everyone knew that he had made up his mind, so they had to give up. The corners of the baby girl's mouth twitched, as if she wanted to say something, she glanced at Su Lige, smiled silently, but her eyes were full of tears.

Xu Xuan slapped his palm on the horse's neck, turned over and jumped into the canoe. The hull of the ship shook, and a piece of cured meat fell in front of him with a "poof". Only then did he realize that there were a lot of pickled fish and meat piled up in the tent, as well as a bearskin coat that was quite finely sewn, apparently from the hand of the baby girl of Fu Shilie. I was greatly moved, and I turned my head and waved my hand to thank you.

Everyone roared, Su Lige couldn't hold back any longer, tears welled up in his eyes, he jerked his horse's buttocks, turned around and galloped north. The hunters sang loudly and rode their horses after them, and the snow and dust billowed and soon disappeared behind the hills.

Xu Xuan's chest was like a blockage, stunned, holding the two wooden oars, just about to break the cable, down the river, suddenly heard a sharp cry in the air, Hai Dongqing spread his wings and circled, and then saw a horse galloping towards the river. The horse is as white as snow, and the person is as frost as frost, it is Suli Song.

She hurried to the shore, turned over and jumped, and rushed into the boat with an arrow, and before Xu Xuan could come to her senses, she had already hugged him tightly.

Xu Xuan's breathing was suffocating, only to feel her soft body clinging to her, her chest rose and fell sharply, and hot tears continued to slide down her cheeks and drip into his neck. The wind was blowing, and her hair was messily ruffling at the tips of his ears, bringing him a mixture of bitterness and tingling in his heart.

Hai Dongqing hovered with joy above the heads of the two, flapping her wings and landing on Su Lige's palm, she took a deep breath, held the white eagle in front of Xu Xuan, and said in a low voice: "Luo Wilderness's Xiongkulu, I will give you this Hai Dongqing." It doesn't matter how far you fly, it will take you to find your way home......"

Although Xu Xuan knew her affection for herself, when she saw that she had given her the most beloved condor to herself, she couldn't help but be moved, her blood surged, and she blurted out: "Don't worry, when I rescue my parents, I will definitely come back to see you." ”

Su Lige was overjoyed, hugged him tightly, his cheeks flushed like drunkenness, and said in a low voice: "I hope you will always remember today's words, I will...... I will always be waiting for you. ”

As soon as Xu Xuan's words came out, he felt slightly regretful, and when he heard her say this, he felt even more guilty. Just as he didn't know how to answer, he heard her say softly: "Xiongkuru, I haven't known your Chinese name all along. What should I call you when I miss you? ”

Xu Xuan smiled and said, "My name is Xu Xuan......"

"Xu Xian? Xu Xian? She whispered it a few times in the stiff Da Song official dialect, stared at him, tears like broken waves, suddenly kissed him deeply on the lips, jumped up, ignored Hai Dongqing's scream, jumped on the white horse, galloped north without looking back, and shouted loudly from afar: "Su Lige has been Xu Xian's wife all his life." No matter how far he walks, when he looks up, he can see her eyes in the starry sky."

Inspired by the strong wind, her figure had long disappeared into the white sky, but her voice seemed to still echo in her ears.

Xu Xuan touched his salty and sweet lips, his ears and cheeks were burning, and he was in a trance like a dream. For some reason, when Xiaoqing's lips met him, the look of shame and shame suddenly flashed in his mind...... The pain in my heart was like a pinprick.

In the past half a month, he has always thought of Xiaoqing, especially every time he faces the hot Su Lige, he will always involuntarily think of those green and sweet moments with Xiaoqing, her seemingly innocent smile when the two swords are combined, her snow-like body in the moonlight, her breathing and Youfen in the dark stone cave, her kiss that she wants to refuse and welcome, and her tearful and heartbroken eyes......

Before that, he was just a teenager who was just beginning to fall in love, although he liked to say some sweet words with half-truths and half-truths, and made some frivolous jokes that seemed to understand whether he knew what to do, but he didn't know what real love was, let alone what it meant to be in love.

Until he met Suri Song, the fiery Su Li Song.

Sometimes in the dead of night, when he sees the pair of eyes shining like stars in the dark, he suddenly thinks, if he hadn't met Xiaoqing, would he have liked this simple and straightforward girl in the snow country? She is not as moody as Xiaoqing, nor as unpredictable as Xiaoqing, and more importantly, she will never become a snake with cold scales, eating people's blood, and pointing to it by thousands of people...... But no matter how he compared, as long as he thought of Xiaoqing's eyes that seemed to be disgusted and happy, he would always feel a suffocating pain and confusion, and he would be confused.

I don't know if she is alive or dead, where she is? In this life and this life, is there still a time to meet?

Hai Dongqing screamed and landed on his arm. He made up his mind, untied the cable, paddled his oars, and carried the canoe down the river. Whether it is Xiaoqing or Su Lige, it is just the love of children in the end, and it is not as important as the grace of parents. The most important thing at the moment is to arrive at the "Swan Village" as soon as possible, and then return to the Great Song Dynasty by boat to rescue his parents

The ice floes are tumbling, and the rivers are surging. Both sides of the river are vast snowfields, and there are patches of gray and mottled forests. Snow-capped mountains loom in the clouds, and snowy vultures hover. Occasionally, I saw a large herd of deer, bowing my head to drink water by the river in front of me, and when I heard Hai Dongqing's cry, I immediately fled in panic.

Xu Xuan turned a blind eye, just paddled hard one after another, and hated to give wings to this boat. Every half an hour, Fang released his oars and rested for a while, lay down on the boat, looked at the clouds flying at great speed above, let the wooden boat go down the river, and then carried his true qi again and continued to row with all his might.

In the evening, the snowflakes began to flutter again one by one, and the cold wind was fierce, and the front was gray, and there were more and more rocks, hitting the bottom of the boat, and making an aggressive sound. Fearing that the boat would be damaged, he tied the cable to the shore rock, sat in the tent, devoured some cured meat, and lay down to rest.

Waking up in the middle of the night, the snow had stopped. The moon hung in the sky, illuminating the surroundings brightly. The water swayed, the hull of the ship undulated, and the whole world seemed to be left with him and the Hai Dongqing standing on the side of the ship. He listened to the sound of the wind howling in the cracks of the canopy, and listened to the miserable cry of Hai Dongqing, and suddenly felt a sense of inexplicable ominous fear.