When Wu Wenxu woke up, he found himself sleeping in a tent.

The wool blanket beneath him was soft, and the thick fluff seemed to put him next to the fireplace. The tent was large, the dome was sinking, and the vertical and horizontal branches were hard and strong, firmly nailed to the ground, and did not move in the bitter wind outside the tent.

This tent Wu Wenxu is very familiar with, it is a specialty of Venolia Snow Village, and sleeping in the tent by himself is obviously safe.

There was a folded new dress next to the bed, Wu Wenxu put on the clothes, washed in the basin not far away, and picked up the mirror to comb his messy hair.

The powerful after-effect of the Death of the Skull Flame made him still feel weak and powerless, but the feeling of dizziness and dizziness had disappeared, Wu Wenxu stared at the mirror, his hand holding the comb suddenly froze, and his expression became unable to laugh or cry.

After a closer look, his face has changed dramatically.

Escaping from the Howling Swamp, the Snow Plains tamed the dragons, slaughtered the Snow Village, and fought the five hundred Noxian troops, the original immature roundness of his face was wiped out, and this series of rushes made his cheekbones more prominent than before, the lines became resolute, hard and powerful, and his eyes also had a subtle look of strangeness.

But what Wu Wenxu didn't expect was that the beard on his lips had grown several thicker, and his short hair, which was originally refreshing, had also become thick and elongated, although it was still slightly inferior to the residents of Valoran, but in terms of Wu Wenxu's aesthetics, this was much beyond the scope of the internal determination.

This change made himself in the mirror have a wild and wild temperament, Wu Wenxu stared at the mirror intently, looked at it carefully, after all, he regretfully put the mirror aside.

The young man with some scholarly temperament and quiet literature disappeared without a trace after all, Wu Wenxu was very suspicious of the future scene, and if this trend continued, he was likely to become the ancestor of the barbarians.

With a few sighs and uneasiness, Wu Wenxu left the tent.

"Eun Gong, you're finally awake!" When he opened the tent, he saw Linglong staring at him excitedly: "Do you know, you slept all day!" ”

The sudden sunlight pierced Wu Wenxu a little unable to open his eyes, the wind was very strong, and his boots made a clicking sound when he stepped on the ground.

"I slept all day?" Wu Wenxu was a little incredulous. "Yes, that girl in the cold moon is worried about you." As he spoke, Linglong handed the warm pot in his hand to Wu Wenxu.

It was early in the morning, Wu Wenxu could see that the sun had just come out of the mountain, and the Iron Ridge Mountain Range dispersed the iron ash in the morning light, and it was also covered with layers of golden light, and he couldn't see the end of the meandering on the snowfield, like a golden dragon lying down, wanting to take off and go up to 90,000 miles.

I remember the last time my mana was overdrawn, I only slept for half a day, but this time it was a whole day! Could it be that the after-effects of mana overdraft will be superimposed in turn?

"How did you find me?" Wu Wenxu then asked, he was very surprised by the urgency of this matter. "The remnants of Noxus sent you here, and as for the cause of the incident, they have already made it clear."

After that, Linglong glared at Wu Wenxu, and said sourly: "I really don't know how many blessings you have cultivated in your last life, so that my sister can take care of you every inch, I have never had this kind of treatment as an elder brother." ”

"This." Wu Wenxu suddenly felt a little surprised, remembering that the night he left Demacia, he was also lying in Suona's arms until he woke up, and he didn't know what happened to her now.

"My sister just went to sleep, and the pot contains the ginger soup she made for you before going to bed, drink it while it's hot." Linglong patted Wu Wenxu on the shoulder, his handsome face was a little imperceptibly haggard, Wu Wenxu saw joy and sincerity in his eyes.

"Thank you." Wu Wenxu smiled and drank the ginger soup, he felt very warm in his heart, not only the effect of this cup of ginger soup, but also mixed with a strange emotion.

There were fourteen surviving Noxus soldiers, each arranged in a tent by the old village chief, and the dragon was lying in the sun, squinting its eyes, its silver-white belly facing the sun, and a wisp of saliva slowly seeped out from the corners of its mouth, dripping into the snow, melting a large white snow.

Seeing the comfortable appearance of this beast, Wu Wenxu couldn't help but pinch its beard with amusement, the white beard was soft and strong, pinched like a leather band, and it felt wonderful.

"Whew!" The dream was disturbed, and the dragon snorted angrily, and it opened its copper bell-like eyes violently, staring fiercely ahead, and even the shrinking barbs in the scales bounced out, ready to teach the unknown human some lessons.

When he saw his master looking at him playfully, the dragon beast immediately became respectful, more docile than a kitten, and even the sharp scale armor turned into a piece of softness.

Wu Wenxu patted Hualong's forehead, if he hadn't slaughtered the mage army and broken the will of the archers in the battle the night before, it would never have been possible to win so easily. The dragon beast rubbed his master's cheek in court, half-squinted, and continued to bask in the sun comfortably.

The Noxus demon was defeated by Wu Wenxu, this unexpected news made the whole village of Venolia filled with a jubilant atmosphere, the villagers talked loudly, their eyebrows fluttered, and the topic was always inseparable from the word Wu Wenxu.

Some beautiful girls pretended to walk by casually in front of Wu Wenxu's eyes, trying to attract his attention, but the ignorance in exchange made them very decadent.

The children hid behind the tent in twos and threes, looking at their benefactors curiously and timidly, their expressions full of admiration, and some of the daring children even approached the dragon and gently rubbed its scales.

Hualong didn't bother with these children, but lazily held his belly and enjoyed it.

The temperature of the sunshine, the comfort and peace of life, make Wu Wenxu feel like he has been reborn.

"Eun Gong." Hearing someone calling for him, Wu Wenxu hurriedly turned around, but saw the old village chief limping over.

The cunning old fellow seemed to be a little older, his gray clothes made him look like a crow, he had two planks of wood in his left leg, there were still some eye droppings left in the corners of his eyes, and his dark eyes were sometimes clear and sometimes cloudy, and he was very unenergetic.

"Your legs?" Wu Wenxu was stunned. "This is an inadvertent fall while on the run, old, old, hehe." The old village chief smiled wryly, and then his expression became serious, he hobbled to Wu Wenxu's side, and said in a low voice: "I didn't expect you to have this guts, let alone let you let these demons follow you with all their hearts. ”

The old village chief paused, his eyes were a little hesitant, and the sorrow at the corner of his eyebrows was a little thicker, Wu Wenxu knew that he had something to do, and continued to listen to his words.

The old village chief hesitated for a moment, then finally made up his mind and said quickly, "But the demons of Noxus will not give up. ”

Wu Wenxu smiled: "I thought you were going to say something, but in fact, I was about to say goodbye to you." ”

"Ah, this ......" The old village chief was extremely embarrassed, stroking his beard, and his old face was so difficult that it seemed to be painted with a layer of red paint.

Today's temperature is very low, and his eyelashes are covered with frost, and he looks more and more aging in the morning light.

"It's cold, old village chief, you have to pay more attention to your body."

Wu Wenxu said very sincerely, the old guy is indeed not easy, leading a snow village of more than 200 people to persist so far, I don't know how many generations, Wu Wenxu understands his hardships, so he doesn't want to make things difficult for this frail old man, even if he is cunning and treacherous.

"Thank you for your understanding." The village chief was grateful.

"Where is Linghanyue's tent?" Wu Wenxu smiled and changed the topic. More than that, he wanted to see the girl who took care of him all day.

"In the easternmost tent, the tent has a pink ribbon on the top, which is easy to identify." The old village chief's embarrassed expression quickly subsided, and he returned to his obscene and cunning appearance, and there was a hint of successful treacherous in his eyes.

Since ancient times, heroes have been sad about the beauty pass, and it seems that Ling Hanyue has succeeded in capturing this little guy.

Wu Wenxu walked along the east side, the snow village was not big, just a few minutes, and he saw a white tent with a pink ribbon hanging down.

Wu Wenxu carefully lifted the tent curtain, the decoration in the tent was orderly, a low dresser was quietly placed in the right corner, and there were unique items for girls' families scattered on it. In the center is a dining table, on which the oil lamp is lit, illuminating the slightly dimly lit tent clearly.

There are also some decorative paintings hanging around the tent, Wu Wenxu looks at them one by one, most of these paintings are snowfield landscapes, there is a strange artistic conception of the combination of roughness and softness, which adds a bit of elegance and holiness to this tent.

Ling Hanyue was lying on the bed in the corner, the pink curtain was like a light veil, hazy and mysterious to cover the pretty beauty inside, her delicate body was covered by a white thick plush blanket, revealing a pair of half-cut white lotus arms, her jade hands were crossed, breathing evenly, obviously sleeping very sweetly.

This sultry scene did not make Wu Wenxu's eyes linger too much, he stood quietly by the bed, secretly staring at her beautiful face that turned all beings upside down.

After a long time, Wu Wenxu sighed slowly, he gently lifted the curtain and kissed the girl's forehead: "I think I may really like you...... But I'm sorry, I have a reason to have to leave. ”

The fragrant body fragrance is intoxicating. After speaking, Wu Wenxu glanced at Ling Hanyue deeply, and he wanted to keep this face in his mind forever: "I'm leaving, Hanyue." ”

The curtain of the tent was lifted heavily by Wu Wenxu, and he walked in a hurry and did not look back. He was afraid that if he stayed by the bedside for a few more seconds, his determination would be swallowed up by the girl's tenderness.

The wind outside the tent was blowing a little urgently, like a wheel spinning, urgently urging the trip.

"Stupid, I'm not a soy sauce bottle." The girl wrapped in white velvet suddenly opened her eyes, she stared at the curtain obsessively, and a few drops of bead-like sparkle sparkled from her ecstatic eyes, slowly flowing down the corners of her eyes.

She stroked her forehead with her jade hand, and she couldn't stop crying: "To live, my love." ”