The hot breath exhaled by the white horse's snort blended with the cold wind, and it only solidified into frost after a while, and the heat in his chest began to spread like a scorching one, and Yi Jingjun's cheeks ached, and the liquor he drank before getting on the horse seemed to be rolling in his chest at this moment, and Yi Jingjun could almost feel the boiling heat in his blood.

"Shengshang, the front is the border, don't cross the border", Qin Zhenshan grabbed the reins of the horse in his hand, wiped the ice slag on his face with his big hand, and the horses under him rushed forward to walk side by side with Shengshang, shouting urgently, and couldn't help but eat a mouthful of snowflakes.

"Woo ......", Yi Jingjun pulled up the reins of the horse hard, a smile hooked up at the corner of his mouth, he had never been so relaxed, this addictive stimulation made people feel pity once they stopped, the whole horse's body was raised backwards, the two front hooves waved in the air, and all the irritability in his heart seemed to be offset by the grim air, not to mention how comfortable it was.

Turning his head, he caught a glimpse of Qin Zhenshan with an ice slag on the side, this person's embarrassment completely lost the majesty that the general held on weekdays, "I really walked too far, I was negligent for a while, and I forgot the direction"!

"The Holy Lord will go to the east with the end, and at this time there may be a lone snow wolf there."

Qin Zhenshan waved the whip in his hand, and the war horse under him seemed to have spirituality, and then turned around and galloped away in the opposite direction, while the horses under Yi Jingjun looked clumsy in comparison, and only reacted after half a ring, and ran towards the direction that Qin Zhenshan left, Yi Jingjun stared at the figure that was gradually moving away, wiped his face with his left hand, and found that there was no feeling on his face anymore, and the ice slag in one hand had not yet melted, and it solidified again.

After a while, Yi Jingjun saw the red light hidden in this snow-white snow area, the fierce gaze full of bloody aura, like a hungry poor man, if it weren't for this surging spirit beast breath, maybe I really wouldn't have noticed this creature that almost fused with the snow, it's funny, I've been seen a lot with this kind of fierce gaze, but I'm not stared at like this these days, I'm a little unaccustomed to it.

"Holy"? Qin Zhenshan turned over and jumped off the horse, turned his head and saw the young emperor who had already dismounted, and called lightly, but the man made a silent gesture and calmed down, the rapid aura of the wild thing suddenly lingered on his side, it seemed that he had found prey, no wonder.

"You make a fire here to rest, be careful of the snow wolf's sneak attack", Qin Zhenshan's ears moved slightly, as if he heard the sound of the prey panting slightly, mixed with the cold wind, leaving this sentence, he ran in the direction where the prey was.

Only a few soldiers were left to look at each other, and each obeyed the general's orders, and tied up their horses in an orderly manner, leaving them to stand in place, while the others looked around for dead branches, and the surrounding trees were like iron trees, frozen like popsicles by the bitter cold.

Yi Jingjun looked at the ferocious gaze exposed in the snow, and the good-looking Danfeng's eyes showed ten times more ferocious and greedy than this, just like the gluttony, the hunter hidden in the snow seemed to be frightened by the look of the prey, but he was also hungry to the extreme, the ferocity in his eyes was not reduced by half, the snow wolf never appeared alone, it seemed that he was really hungry.

The appearance of being ready to go made Yi Jingjun's heart itch, when the cold blade in his hand was unsheathed, the sword body and the cold reflected each other, and the sharp sword body was covered with mist, I didn't like to be treated as a prey the most in my life, but I have been played with as a prey, and I am in a high position, sometimes I am not as comfortable as a courtier, the sword in my hand has long been impatient, and the sword has split the cold air in the air.

The wolf bared its sharp fangs, spat out its long, blood-red tongue, and squatted on the thick snow in a big way, provoked by its prey, and crawled on its knees with its strong forelimbs bent on the ground, and in an instant it struck at its prey like an arrow off the string.

Yi Jingjun raised his eyes to look at the fierce beast that flew away, his expression was a little more contemptuous, and he split the beast in half between the knife in his hand, and the bright red and steaming blood splashed on the thick snow, making a popping sound, looking down at the corpse on the ground, bending down to caress the soft fur of the snow wolf, it might be very good to make a blanket with this fur.

Holding the hilt of the sword with his backhand and peeling off the fur on the snow wolf's body, the soft touch Yi Jingjun can almost imagine what it feels like to sit on it, the blood-red meat is still steaming, and the smell of blood makes Yi Jingjun a little disgusted, I don't know what the taste of this snow wolf meat is, it seems that there is something delicious today.

The fire is burning, the firelight reflects the excited faces of everyone, the corpses of four or five snow wolves are placed aside, the flesh of the snow wolf's legs is worn on the wooden sticks, the blood-red meat is sizzling under the high temperature fire, and the flesh is exposed to the oily light, and everyone sits cross-legged by the fire, enjoying a rare comfort.

Qin Zhenshan took off the wine jug around his waist and put it next to his legs, grabbed a large handful of snowflakes and pinched it into the shape of a wine glass, its hardness is lovely, the temperature of the ice and snow is extreme, even if it is held in his hand, it will not melt, pull out the wine stopper and pour a little wine in this cup, simmer it for a while, sprinkle it in the fire, and then pour the wine in the wine jug into the glass again after making sure it is clean, the transparent liquid exudes a strong mellow fragrance, "Holy please"!

Yi Jingjun was amused by this "exquisite" wine glass, stretched out his hand to take it, the aroma of barbecue was filled with his nose, and the refreshing feeling of drinking and eating meat made the troubles seem to disappear, the meat of the snow wolf is very chewy, the more you chew, the more fragrant it is, with a trace of fishy smell, and then take a sip of spirits, the throat is like a fire, it is very comfortable, from childhood to adulthood, Yi Jingjun is the first time to be so comfortable, no wonder many hot-blooded men prefer this galloping field.

Everyone saw that the saint had no scruples, they all relaxed and relaxed, and the meat of the five wolves was just enough for everyone to eat, and before they knew it, the night was pleasant and deep, and the snow was getting bigger and bigger, and it had already fallen into a thick pile, and the heavy snow that was rare in a hundred years was met by Yi Jingjun, if it wasn't for the heavy snow blocking the mountain, how could these snow wolves go down the mountain to forage for food.

The hour is not early, because the snow is too thick, it is no longer suitable for horseback riding, you can only walk on foot, the cold wind is overwhelming, each body is hot, I don't feel how cold it is, the snow is flying, it is some obstruction, and the others are completely unhindered.

"Shoot the arrows"!

The abrupt voice made everyone's bodies stiffen, Qin Zhenshan's first thought was the comfort of the saint, several people drew their swords and came out, and the group protected the saint in the middle, Qin Zhenshan's face was extremely embarrassed, the matter of leading the saint out of the military camp was kept secret, these six people were their own henchmen, they were brothers who lived and died together, and shared hardships, they felt that they would not betray themselves, it seems that there was a spy in the military camp, it is really damned, it is their own carelessness.

Don't think about it, the arrows in the sky are whizzing, and the sharp blades of the arrows cut through the air and make a roaring sound, which is like a trap that has been laid out a long time ago, Qin Zhenshan waved his sword with a black face to cut off the arrow body, and brought the saint out is his own attention, these traps seem to have been premeditated for a long time, it seems that someone wants to trap himself and injustice, and the fierce eyes are full of fierceness.

Yi Jingjun stared at the attacking arrows, and if he didn't understand that this was a trap, he was really a fool, and finally his eyes fell on Qin Zhenshan, who was trying his best to resist the enemy, but this gaze left at the touch of a button, I hope I didn't see the wrong person, it will only consume physical strength if it goes on like this, it is better to break through the siege, the other party has obviously been preparing for a long time, and he and others are defenseless, and now it is fun to think about so many people wanting my life.

"General Qin, listen to my order for a while, and break out from all directions", Yi Jingjun drew his sword and walked to Qin Zhenshan's side, waved his sword to block the arrow that hit Qin Zhenshan's shoulder, and said in a deep voice.

"No, Holy Heaven, you ......"!

"My words are orders, what is there to do, military orders are like mountains, and those who violate the order, General Qin should know the consequences", Yi Jingjun has long looked at life and death very indifferently, there are so many people who want to seek my life over the years, tonight, even if I am buried here, the secret decree of the succession to the throne that I have accepted in Beijing will come out, I am never afraid of death, but only afraid of betrayal.

"Holy ......", Qin Zhenshan's face was embarrassed, and when he was about to speak, the Holy Lord had already distanced himself from him, and he couldn't stop blaming himself for his bad idea of coming out to hunt the snow wolf, and when he was about to move closer to the side of the Holy Lord, the man quietly let it go.

"At this moment, while they are replenishing arrows, rush out, and the violators will be beheaded"!

Qin Zhenshan looked at the people not far away, this one was distracted, and he was almost hit by the blade of an arrow, and these categorical words came out of Yi Jingjun's mouth, which really shocked Qin Zhenshan, but he was impressed by this person.

"Command"!

Everyone responded in unison, each fleeing from all directions, but mainly to cover for the saint, the attacker had already taken precautions against this kind of rush to disperse, but because the snow was too big, and the sky was dark, it was not clear that the person was the target, the cold wind of the Heren was biting, Qin Zhenshan turned his head to look at the people who were chasing, and he didn't know that the saint ran in that direction, took out the jade pendant in his sleeve and threw it on the ground, speeding up the pace of escape.

The jade pendant is red, and it is particularly conspicuous when it falls on the ground, and there is a Jun character engraved in the upper corner, and the one who catches up picks up the jade pendant that has been broken in half on the ground and hands it over to the leader.

The leader is a leader who is not big or small in the mouth of Yi Jingjun and others, staring at it, waving his hand to signal the people behind him to chase in the direction of the jade pendant, the royal thing This person still knows, as long as he gets rid of this so-called king, this task will be completed.

Qin Zhenshan is extremely familiar with the terrain here, and when he saw that those people really caught up, he couldn't help but show joy that it was more than enough to get rid of these people, and after returning to the barracks, he must investigate thoroughly, in the words of General Feng Yue, it is better to kill by mistake than to let go.

You chased me for nearly half a pillar of incense, Qin Zhenshan felt the hour was almost the hour, and then hid in the vast snow, and the people who chased me thought they were dazzled, and watched a big living person disappear in front of them, and there was no sound of indiscriminate arrow attacks.

The group searched for a long time to no avail, so they had to withdraw, and the leader cursed secretly and waved his hand back.

Qin Zhenshan, who was hiding in the snowdrift, turned pale, his arm was hit by an arrow blade, and the wound was bleeding, he gritted his teeth and poured all the remaining wine in the wine pot on the wound, and after the pain was replaced, he ruthlessly pulled out the arrow blade, the saint should be fine, and he must find him as soon as possible.