The north wind blows coldly, and the cleanest place in the world lives the kindest people. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 infoIn the distant snow-capped mountains, there lives a group of kind people who are indisputable with the world, after hundreds of years of migration, multiplication, they gradually grow, and finally they unite together, the Mossi tribe.

They have a kind heart, and they have the most sincere respect for God. They are in awe, they never forget God's teachings, and they have the ability to listen to God's whispers.

Their existence is never known to the world, but their abilities are coveted by the world. During the reign of Xia Qi, the Mossi were hunted. Near extinction. At that time, the patriarch had no choice but to migrate to the snow-capped mountains with the remaining Wuji clansmen.

At that time, they had nothing but faith. In the history of the Moses, their ancestors moved to the snow-capped mountains and were fiercely attacked by wild beasts here, and a brutal slaughter began.

The naturally good and powerless Mossi are once again in danger of extinction. Listening to the older generation, at that time, even the sky was blood-red. The white clouds are no longer white and beautiful, the land is not warm and wet, and the grass is beginning to turn yellow, not as green and lovely as before. The stream began to dry up.

Every day people go missing, people die every day, and on the edge of the stream, you can see the mutilated corpses every day, and you can vaguely identify the villagers in the village. The elderly and children live in panic every day and do not leave their homes. The prime of life stepped up their defenses every day, but to no avail.

The people began to despair, and the happy and kind Mossi began to weep bitterly. They prayed daily to the gods for their salvation. Food is dwindling day by day, and life is getting weaker day by day. God never answered them, and the gods who had always favored them and given them a glimpse of providence seemed to have abandoned them.

Finally, on the last day of the beast's invasion of the village, the most beautiful woman in the clan, Zhuoga, ran to the top of the snow-capped mountain, cut her wrist, and attracted the beast's attention with her pure virgin blood, buying time for the tribe to escape.

The girl's blood is the most delicious, and the beast is attracted to her. Climbed the snowy mountains. The clansmen hiding in the village listened to the girl's screams one after another, and burst into tears, but there was nothing they could do.

Miracles always happen when people are at their most desperate, bringing a glimmer of light to the people in hell and allowing them to see the light of day.

The goddess, who sleeps in the snowy mountains, is awakened by the blood of the maiden and the screams of pain. She opened her eyes slowly, her ice-blue pupils without a hint of emotion. She stretched gracefully, her eyes looking around suspiciously, as if wondering how long she had been asleep.

The screams of pain from the top of the mountain grew louder and louder, piercing people's eardrums. and in the ears of God. She frowned slightly, as if she was dissatisfied that someone had disturbed her dream. She slowly stepped out of the snow-capped mountain and appeared in front of the world.

The god who stood under the sky again, closed his eyes slightly, and breathed a breath of natural air intoxicated, and the slightest trace of blood made her dissatisfied. She looked up at the miserable scene on the top of the snow-capped mountain, and after thinking about it, she flew up and sealed the beast that was still eating wildly. Her ice-blue eyes stared at the dying Zhuo Ga, and her mouth was deflated in disgust, but she still carried her down the mountain.

Hearing the screams stop, the clansmen gradually came out of their hiding places. It was at this moment that they saw the God who had saved them. Everyone bowed down with reverence, everyone bowed their heads in awe, and they glimpsed the face of the sky, and they all admired it, so beautiful.

The goddess **** floated in the air with her body, her snow-like white hair hanging down to her bare feet, covering her entire graceful body inside, not coquettish, but more holy. The ice-blue eyes are clear enough to see the reflection of any scenery in the world, even the most beautiful diamonds in the world, and the flawless crystals are no match for these clear eyes.

The pink cherry lips glow with a natural and healthy color, like the most beautiful cherry bathed in the morning dew. The skin is like cream, and the cherry lips set off are even more beautiful and attractive.

Her puzzled eyes and delicate face made the self-proclaimed Venus the most beautiful in the world ashamed and hidden.

The goddess looked blankly at the people kneeling at her feet, a thousand years of slumber had made her forget everything, and it was the instinct of the gods that woke her up and told her that her followers were suffering. She was supposed to save them with her compassionate, and she woke up.

Goddess, looking up at the sky, with the seal of the beast everything returned to its original state, the sky was still as blue, the stream was pure again, and the grass turned back to green. She looked back at the scarred Zhuoga lying on the ground, and at the suffering Mossi.

"Smack!"

A tear fell quietly to the ground.

"Okay, the children's story for today is over, let's come back tomorrow."

A crisp voice sounded, the sad atmosphere was broken, and the children sitting around left with disappointed expressions. Only one boy was still sitting still, and when he saw that his friends had left, he quickly climbed up to the old woman's legs, and said coquettishly:

"Grandma, how is the goddess in the back?"

The old woman stood up, pulled the boy up, turned again, patted the dust off herself, and said as she went:

"Later, the goddess disappeared, no one knew what kind of god she was, because she appeared in the snow mountain, the ancestors called her the snow god, so we changed our name to the snow tribe to commemorate her. Back then, a tear of her revived everything, and Zhuo Ga also came back to life and became our first generation of Snow Girl. Every year we priests, revered, pray for the protection of the snow god. ”

After the old woman had finished speaking, she took over the box of herbs on the boy's back, and dried the herbs in the sun one by one:

"Yixi, you are the future high priest of our Snow Clan, do you need to know this history?"

The boy nodded ignorantly. The old woman smiled with satisfaction. Pulling the boy towards the village.

Everyone has a love for beauty. The ancients once said:

"Man, chromophobia."

"Hurry, hurry, some people over there."

The village that had been quiet for a long time once again fluctuated, and the patrol of the guards in the middle of the night, and the search woke up the villagers in the village, the old patriarch, simply put on a cotton coat and walked out of the house, looked at the guards searching the village, and called:

"What's wrong?"

A man who looked like a leader heard the call of the patriarch, ran forward and bowed, and said:

"Patriarch Ding, the ten fierce beasts enshrined in the ancestral hall seal are gone!"

"What?"

The old patriarch was shocked:

"What's going on?"

The leader, bowing his head, whispered:

"In the middle of the night, someone sneaked into the ancestral hall, avoided the curse mark, and took the amber."

"What?"

(To be continued.) )