Winters are getting colder.

The cold wind rushed down from the sky, indifferently and mercilessly blew through the desolate woods, making a rustling sound, the air was dry and cold and made people shiver, and the thatch on the thatched house was covered with a layer of frost, and under the blowing of the cold wind, the frost residue was scattered like snow. There were fewer and fewer wild beasts in the woods, and after wandering around with bows and arrows for a long time without yielding anything, they climbed up a towering tree until they reached between the two trees, where there was a huge bird's nest.

Reached in and touched two round things, then there was a slight pain in his fingers, and he retracted his fingers, and there was a small bird hanging on it, which had not even grown its feathers, and was using Chu Wu's fingers as food, and kept swallowing them in his stomach.

The dew on the leaves fell and fell into Chu Wu's eyes, he blinked, put the bird back into the nest, and took out two eggs from the nest, knocked the eggs lightly on the tree, and the thick liquid flowed out, exuding a burst of fragrance, which was quite tempting, and his stomach screamed unobediently.

I've eaten all the eggs, and my stomach is still screaming.

Chu Wu took out the chirping bird again, and after thinking about it for a long time, he still couldn't get his mouth out, so he stuffed it back again. The little bird looked at him with eyes the size of a bean, clearly not understanding what the predator was doing.

"If only those two bald eagles could come back."

Chu Wu squatted on the tree, in a daze. There is a bald eagle family living in this bird's nest, the parents are two big eagles, a male and a female, they originally lived in the cliffs on the mountain stream, Chu Wu found there, and roasted the birds and eggs in the bird's nest to eat, and the two big eagles had a fierce battle with him when they came back, and the two flat-haired animals were quite powerful, and almost pecked Chu Wu's eyes. However, they didn't get any favors, and Chu Wu forced them back with a bow and arrow, and shot and wounded one of them. Since then, Chu Wu has been guarding the cliff every day, forcing the two bald eagles to move. Now, Chu Wu has finally discovered their new home, and of course he will not let it go easily.

"Twitter, twitter......"

The little bird fluttered its hairless wings and lay on the nest and shouted at Chu Wu.

"Scream, scream, scream a little louder."

The leaves are very dense, and there is a lot of dew, and the stems are covered with moss, which is slippery and slippery, and if you are not careful, you will fall headlong. Ten feet off the ground, if you fall, you will definitely die, but Chu Wu stood up on the tree, and stood firmly, he looked out from the gap in the leaves, the sky was miserable and white, the thatched house in the distance was like a lifeless tomb, and even the mausoleum could be seen, it can be imagined that the group of soldiers were huddled by the fire to roast meat, and the meat oil was dripping down drop by drop.

Chu Wu's stomach screamed even more, and his intestines seemed to be entangled. He decided not to think about the barbecue, and looked far away, following the traces of the two bald eagles, but the sky was unobstructed, and although the little bird was almost screaming in its throat, there was no trace of its parents.

"Good luck for you."

After waiting for a long time, there was still no sign, Chu Wu curled his fingers, bounced the chirping bird back into the nest, and climbed down the tree along the tree pole, he was very hungry, but he couldn't eat the bird, and after eating it, the two bald eagles would definitely move again. And they are Chu Wu's only thoughts in this winter.

Found a small hemp snake with the thickness of a finger in a tree, Chu Wu was too lazy to roast it, so he directly chopped it off and swallowed it in his stomach. I found a few wild mushrooms under a big tree, and I didn't know if this thing was poisonous or not, and after thinking for a while, Chu Wu decided to learn from the sage Shennong, and ate the wild mushrooms with his eyes closed.

Finally something in my stomach and no more screaming.

Leaning against a big tree, he raised his head, and the handwriting that Chu Lian left on the tree pole was still there, and the strokes were quite strong, which was very different from the sinister Chu Lian. Yes, in Chu Wu's heart, Chu Lian is the most evil and insidious character in the world.

"He's like an omnipresent shadow, a demonic shadow."

The broken sword was wrapped around Chu Wu's waist, and it was pierced to death with strips of cloth and trees, Chu Wu pulled out the sword, and the sharp sword surface reflected Chu Wu's face, which was a young and resolute face, with a scar at the corner of his eye, which was the result of fighting with the bald eagle. This sword originally did not have a scabbard and hilt, since Chu Wu knew that it was a Feng'a sword, he made a scabbard and a hilt for it, the scabbard was the tail of a fox, Chu Wu emptied the flesh and blood inside, and the hilt was wrapped with strips of cloth layer by layer, and it was very powerful to hold in his hand.

Since that appearance, Chu Lian would come to the secluded mountain from time to time, riding a black horse and wearing a pair of red shoes, swaying like a ghost. He chased Chu Wu in the forest, carving messy words on the trees. Chu Wu was also chasing him, carrying a sword, but he couldn't catch up every time, so he could only grit his teeth and curse him.

"He's teasing me."

"He feeds on my pain."

"He is the devil, and if he is the devil, he should go to hell."

"I'm not going to be in pain."

In front of his mother's grave, Chu Wu knelt on the ground and sprinkled the thatch on the grave one by one, his movements were very gentle, but his eyes were cold enough to freeze the cold wind in the sky. His hair grew longer and longer, from the top of his head to the crook of his legs, and was tied in knots with grass, which at first glance looked like a soft whip with many knots.

The mother's grave is no longer lonely, and several mausoleum beasts are squatting on the left and right, being repeatedly baptized in spring, summer, autumn and winter. These tomb guarding beasts were moved by Chu Wu from a deserted tomb, they were extremely heavy, and it took Chu Wu three days to change places in order to change them.

Time, for Chu Wu, has lost its meaning.

It doesn't matter if the sun rises or not, whether there is a moon in the sky or not, every day is the same. Hunger and cold haunted him, and he grew up in hunger, cold, and loneliness.

"I'm going to live, I'm going to live forever."

"Mother, one day, I will make Chu Lian's head into a wine glass and put it in front of you."

Chu Wu danced in front of his mother's grave, he danced the big move of Chu State, his every move was like a deep sculpture, and his eyes were cold and deep. Sometimes, Chu Lian would ride a black horse to watch him from afar, and at that time, they would no longer chase each other.

The dog's tail grass in front of the grave swayed in the wind, just like the long hair on the back of Chu Wu's head.

The sky slowly sank, and Siye was cold and silent.

Chu Wu carried the bow on his back and pressed the sword, and walked towards the more lonely and lonely thatched house, and far away, he saw a soldier standing on a small dirt slope, looking at him with a ghostly head.

"Look no further, I'm still alive."

Chu Wu didn't even look at the soldiers, these soldiers were all ants, they humiliated him as always, however, he wouldn't be angry anymore, why bother with the ants crawling between the mud and the blades of grass? Sooner or later, you will be prostrate at my feet.

The frost residue from the roof fell to the ground and melted into puddles of water.

The thick velvet beast hair shoes couldn't resist the cold emitted by the water stains, they were cold from the soles of their feet to the top of their heads, and the biting cold didn't make Chu Wu's face change at all. Now, even if Chu Lian suddenly appeared in front of him, it wouldn't make him feel like a wave.

The black horse was next to the thatched house, this animal Chu Wu hadn't seen it for several days, it was still a divine horse, there was no half of the stray hair on its body, it was as black as a shadow, only the pair of blood-red eyes kept flashing.

Chu Wu silently pulled out the sword on his waist.

"You're finally here."

The cold wind blew the straw curtain of the thatched hut, and there was an even darker shadow in the house, and that shadow sat on Chu Wu's grass bed, wearing a pair of red shoes on his feet, shoes like blood.

Chu Wu carried the sword and walked into the thatched house step by step, Feng A's sword was in his hand, and the sword surface reflected a faint cold light. Feng A's sword is very sharp, and it is not a problem to blow his hair and break his hair, as long as I approach him within five steps, I can cut his head with one sword.

It was colder inside the house than outside, and the tattered walls could not be stopped, and the cold wind poured in through the cracks in the walls, making a strange sound, like a ghost crying lowly. The clothes of the man in black fluttered in the cold wind, like a black river, and the red shoes were even more eye-catching.

One step, one step.

Why didn't he run away? ’

When I pounce on it, will I find that it was really just a dream? ’

"No, even if it's a dream, I should cut off his head!"

The teeth gritted their teeth, without making the slightest sound, but the muscles at the corners of his mouth were tense and painful, Chu Wu's eyes widened more and more, and a black shadow was reflected in his pupils.

"Xiao Wu."

The grass bed was dirty, emitting a rotten musty smell, and the man in black turned his head at this moment, lifted the veil on the hat, and looked at Chu Wu with a pair of bright and charming eyes, she was very beautiful, her face was smoother than the white clouds in the sky, her eyebrows were thin and long, and her bright eyes were looking forward to it, with just the right amount of shyness and gentleness.

The gentleness was very familiar, and Chu Wu was stunned.

"Who are you?" Chu Wu heard his hoarse voice.

"Xiao Wu."

The woman in black stood up from the grass bed, a black gauze swaying along the graceful curves, her chest was pointed, her waist was about thin, and the black gauze that fell down covered the red shoes. She looked at him, holding his shadow into her eyes, her lips squirming slightly.

"Who are you?"

The cold wind tugged at Chu Wu's hair, but he couldn't feel the cold, because his heart was numb with cold.

"I am your que'er, and I am also your clear voice. I am your woman. ”

The woman in black began to undress, and she took off the feather from her shoulders to cover the cracks in the tattered walls so that the cold wind would not penetrate in. Then he untied the thin strap around his neck, took off the hat, and threw it in the corner of the straw bed. Then, the slender jade hand reached behind his back and gently untied a certain lacing, so a carcass appeared in front of Chu Wu's eyes, white and red, white like jade, red Shengying, without any flaws on the body, very perfect, it is the most perfect masterpiece of Haotian God.

"Que'er? Voiceless? ”

Chu Wu's eyes were trembling, and so was the Feng A Sword in his hand. Qingyin was the first woman he loved, and Que'er was the first woman he had. Qingyin died under his sword, and he saw with his own eyes that she closed those gentle eyes. As for Que'er, she is also very gentle, as long as she is emotional, the black mole on the side of her neck will turn pink, very delicate, like a trembling cherry fat flower.

"You're not Qingyin, you're not Que'er, you're Chulian's woman."

Feng Ajian flashed a cold light.