Hearing the words Little Gray Gray, the delicate ferret was obviously surprised. Its little head shook twice, and its eyes, not much bigger than soybeans, gurgled and rolled. It's like thinking, who is calling its name?

Thinking of the two words of the milk name, Li Xian shuddered, and said in his heart I'm sorry Ou Si Qingqing, although I know that it was definitely not you who fed it, but the name Little Gray was chosen by you after all.

"I don't have time to take care of you right now, if you know the way, I'll run back by myself."

Li Xianshen chattered to the ferret: "Of course, if you are willing to follow me to find you-Mom...... I'm not going either. ”

He spoke to the snow sculpture in a sincere tone: "You-Mom is very cute, if something happens to her, I will definitely be upset, but you must know that if something happens to save her, maybe it will be the biggest loss in the world and even the whole universe." In a few days, Optimus Prime will come to Earth to help mankind build a home, and he is counting on me to guide him to the lost, without me they can't defeat the Decepticons! Do you know who I am? I'm the reincarnation of a real dragon, that's what the old witch said, and as for whether you believe it or not, many people believe it anyway. ”

He kept talking, as if he was comforting the snow sculpture, but in fact, he just wanted to make his conscience a little better, where was he persuading a smooth hairy beast who couldn't understand human language, just enlightening himself.

"Don't look at me like that!"

Li Xian said with some annoyance: "No matter how pitiful you look at me, it won't work, and you are not a goblin who can turn into a beauty." Even if Daji came and danced pole dancing in front of me and begged me to save you, I wouldn't go, Mom, I came from the sunny 21st century to benefit all mankind. ”

He pouted: "Look at me again!" Look at me again, I'll gouge out your eyes as glass balls! ”

The snow sculpture shook its head, and that look made Li Xian feel very uncomfortable.

Is it contempt for me?

Well, whatever you want, I'll go by myself, do whatever you like.

Li Xian slid down from the big tree and walked forward without looking back.

On a snowy slope halfway across the mountain beam from him, a majestic steppe man ripped the neck of the last enemy with his scimitar, allowing the blood to spurt out like a waterfall of blood and splash all over his placket. Letting go of his hand, the corpse of the enemy fell limply, and the forehead of the corpse lying on the snow was against his toes, like a sincere disciple on a pilgrimage kneeling down under the snowy mountain.

The stout man pursed his lips and whistled, and a red-brown horse in the distance came running quickly, and the red-brown horse that ran over with a snort rubbed the chest of the stout man with his head.

The man was two meters tall, and the two muscles on his neck and shoulders were as majestic as mountain beams. Although he was wearing a thick cotton coat, the majestic silhouette could still be seen in the high bulging chest muscles under the breastplate.

He pulled the reins of the red and brown horse and turned around and walked up the hillside, as if he didn't see a Xi warrior who had his chest cut open more than ten meters away and struggled to stand up, the Xi warrior took off the curved bow on his back with difficulty, and then mounted a wolf tooth arrow, his mouth was still spilling blood, and the blood stuck to Bai Sensen's teeth looked extremely hideous and terrifying.

With all the strength of his body, he pulled the bowstring apart and aimed at the back of the strong man more than ten meters away.

The Xi Ren warrior, whose hands were trembling, saw that the two-meter-tall strong man suddenly kicked his foot backwards as he slowly walked forward, and his heels kicked a snow-white blank. In the remnant snow flying, a streamer flew up like lightning suddenly, and the next second it had already arrived in front of the Xi warrior, and the next second of the next second, the streamer had penetrated the front chest of the Xi warrior and then stuck on his back.

The Xi Ren samurai subconsciously looked down and found that a knife handle had grown out of his chest.

He couldn't see his back, and naturally he couldn't see the tip of the knife that was still dripping blood.

When he opened his mouth, the sinister samurai's throat came out with a hoarse sound without syllables, like the sound of slowly breaking dry wood.

The bow fell to the ground, and the wolf's tooth arrow stuck in the snow.

Xi Ren took one last look at the majestic figure that was fading away, and finally let out an unwilling roar and fell down softly.

In the distance, the three steppe warriors urged their horses to catch up with the stout man, and the man pointed to the front and said, "Go and light a few more fires in the woods and separate the cavalry of the Xi people." ”

The three samurai immediately chose one direction and rushed into the forest, their horses' hooves kicking up the snow.

The man who was as strong as a mountain walked to the edge of the woods, and looked at the beautiful girl sitting on the dead wood with her chin propped up in a daze, he smiled, showing two rows of neat teeth: "Let's go, we have to rush to the edge of the weak Luoshui before dark, and Lord Ejin will go there to meet us tonight." ”

"Brother Lang, will he be okay?"

Ou Siqingqing, who was sitting on the dead wood, hung his head, and two shallow red clouds flew on his white face.

"Who?"

Answer: Lang Changhong stepped on the scimitar under his feet and slowly pulled it out, and the bloodstained scimitar immediately became clean and flashed with the color of the sun.

Ou Siqingqing didn't answer, and Lang Changhong raised his head, he saw Ou Siqingqing lowering his eyes, staring at the boots on her feet, which were obviously worn by adult men.

"Little idiot!"

A: Lang Changhong frowned.

"You think he really wants to save you?"

He ignored the anger on Ou Siqingqing's raised face, ignoring the question in her eyes. Stopping his waist, he picked up Ou Si Qingqing from the dead wood and put it on the saddle of the red and brown horse, and Ou Si Qingqing, who weighed seventy-three or four pounds at one meter and six meters, was as light as a straw in his hand. He took the reins and walked forward slowly, seemingly not minding Ou Siqingqing's protesting eyes.

"Don't believe it, you've just been deceived by him, silly boy."

Answer: Lang Changhong casually broke a pine branch from the tree and put it in his mouth to chew, and his mouth was immediately filled with a bitter taste.

"You talk nonsense! He gave me his boots, and he went barefoot to lure the taunts away! ”

Ou Siqingqing shouted loudly, maybe because she was excited, or maybe because she hadn't eased up all the way back, the blush on her face gradually became thicker, and her breasts rose and fell on a large scale. The thick cashmere dress did not cover her beautiful figure, especially when her breasts were undulating, making her waist more slender and beautiful.

"He gave you the boots, and that's true. But have you ever thought about it, is it really because he wants to divert the pursuers when he runs away from you? Xi people have a team of 1,000 people, won't the two of you divide their troops after them? You wear his boots, and from the footprints you will think that you are an adult, and you think about it, when you ask for the division of troops, are there more people chasing you, or are there more people chasing him? Although you are the daughter of Ejin, it is far better to know where Ejin has gone than to catch a guard who has gotten to him. Answer: What is begging you should know, he is here to kill Ejin. ”

Without waiting for Ou Siqingqing to speak, Lang Changhong raised his voice a little and said, "He's not for you, but for himself." If he runs separately, he has a better chance of survival. ”

"If it's true, as you say, he's a little guy with some skill and calm, then think about it, it's far wiser for him to give up on you than to protect you, and he needs to be distracted to protect you, and you're a drag on him."

Ou Siqingqing frowned, and she looked back at the opposite direction she had been running all the way.

"Whatever you say, I know he's not what you think."

Answering Lang Changhong laughed: "Your voice has become quieter, in fact, you know in your heart that it was the most correct choice for you to escape separately at that time, and there is no one who shared what for whom." You don't have to be grateful to him, and he won't be grateful to you. ”

"If I hadn't stuck to him to find Xiao Ash, he wouldn't have been hunted down by Xi Ren!"

Ou Siqing stubbornly insisted.

A: Lang Changhong shook his head and said, "Let's just say that you are a little idiot, you think that you have caused him, but I am afraid that he is still laughing in his heart." If you hadn't reminded him first, would he have known that Xi Ren was coming? In order to hide their tracks, the Xi people will kill everyone they meet, whether they are old people or children. If it weren't for you, he might have been shot to death by Xi Ren's arrows. ”

Answer: Lang Changhong spat the pine branch in his mouth, stretched out his hand and gestured: "He should be grateful to you." ”

"That's what you think, why do you have to say that's what he thinks?"

Ou Siqingqing argued, but his expression was no longer so excited. She knew that what Lang Changhong said just now was right, if she hadn't met him, maybe he would have been shot through the back by Xi Ren without noticing. In this way, I really didn't bring him bad luck. Ou Siqingqing's heart was a little better, because she found that she had done a good deed.

In this way, I also helped him.

The corners of Ou Siqingqing's mouth were picked, a little proud.

"Ou Si Qingqing, you ......"

A: Lang Changhong pointed to the scenery in the distance: "You are as pure as the snow on the mountain, you don't know how sinister people's hearts are." In your heart, you always feel that everyone is kind, which is good, but it is easy to suffer. I don't deny that the boy you said was a clever little guy, but I don't think he really gave you his boots because of kindness. ”

"But, no matter what, the Xi people are chasing us."

A: Lang Changhong thought for a while and said: "If he is killed by the Xi people, after Lord Ai Jin contacts the Su Si Ministry, he will kill him back, and killing all those Xi people will be regarded as avenging him." He is a Han Chinese, I can build a grave for him at the foot of the mountain, you burn his boots in front of the grave, and he will receive it. ”

"Really?"

Ou Si Qingqing asked.

"But I don't want to believe he's dead! I'm going to give him back the boots myself! ”

"I'd rather he died, or I'd be curious how a teenager survived from the hooves of hundreds of taunt cavalrymen, and if he really had that skill, why didn't he protect you?" Even if he wants to lure away the pursuers, if he is really as good as you say, he should come back to you, otherwise he is a hypocritical villain, and the Han people are very hypocritical, so is what Ai Jin said. ”

"He is not hypocritical! He told me to give him back my boots with my own hands, and he will give me back my boots too! ”

Ou Si Qingqing waved his small fist with a determined face.

"Okay, well, if you say he's not hypocritical, he's not hypocritical!"

Answer: Lang Changhong was too lazy to say anything more.

"I don't know if I'm hypocritical or not, but at least I won't talk about other people's rights and wrongs behind my back, that's the dirty thing that the most shameless eight women do, but I'm also a man."

A: Lang Changhong stopped suddenly, and looked to the side with the scimitar on his waist.

The young man with the snow sculpture in his arms sat on the branch of the tree and dangled his two feet, looking at the strong man Lang Changhong, but there was no awe in his eyes, but there was a little disdain.

The snow sculpture jumped out of his arms and ran to the white-furred girl on the back of the red and brown horse, and with a brisk leap into the girl's warm arms.

Li Xian's swaying feet were not wearing boots, and the pair of torn little brute boots were carried in his hands.

"I'm here to get my boots back, and I'll give you back yours by the way."

He raised his hand and shook the two unrecognizable deerskin boots, and smiled a little awkwardly: "Of course, if you think it's no longer wearable, I don't mind keeping it as a souvenir." ”

"But you're going to have to give me back my boots, because my feet are cold right now."

ps:The new book began to fall off the collection of the emperor's collection of hundreds.,Because I know everyone has grievances after the book.,I can understand it.,But the new book seems to be quite diligent.,Please collect.。