The sky was full of dark clouds, and the goose feathers and snow fell one after another, gradually covering up the footprints left on the snow.

Yang Qiqi walked in the ice and snow for more than half an hour before finally walking to the forest on the edge of the snowfield. She knew that through this forest, she would soon reach the lonely mountain. There was a village there, and as soon as she walked to a populated place, she had hope of life.

At this moment, heavy footsteps sounded in the depths of the forest. Yang Qiqi's heart hung in vain, and immediately blew out the wind lamp.

The forest was dark, and the moon shimmered through the cracks in the branches.

Yang Qiqi squatted down vigilantly against the big tree beside him, huddled tightly in the shadow of the big tree.

Not far away, the figure swayed, and the footsteps gradually became far and near.

With a "bang", the snow scattered. A teenage child fell in front of Yang Qiqi. She was so frightened that her jade eyes collided with another pair of panicked eyes.

A young and immature voice said, "Mother, there are people there!" ”

The boy's mother was about to help the boy up, and after receiving the boy's reminder, the movement of her hands was obviously stagnant.

The mother and son are both wearing good fox furs, and judging their manners, they know that they are from excellent backgrounds. Yang Qiqi felt a trace of suspicion in his heart, and he was extremely puzzled.

The woman picked up the boy and whispered a few words in the boy's ear.

Yang Qiqi saw that they looked anxious and nervous, and guessed that their mother and son were in trouble. It's better for her to stay away from right and wrong a little faster, and it's better to take it as the best policy.

But as soon as Yang Qiqi got up, she was suddenly enveloped by the woman's figure, and before she could make a sound, she was picked up by the woman.

The boy's voice choked up, "Mother! ”

The woman ran in the direction Yang Qiqi came from, "Don't shout, it will lead people over." The voice was sharp and sharp, and it traveled far and wide.

Yang Qiqi came back to his senses, and he was once again regarded as a substitute for the dead. She was extremely resentful in her heart, but she knew very well that if she shouted out at this time, the mother and daughter would die, and she might not end up well!

No, she can't die.

Yang Qiqi cheered up and whispered, "Madam, if you let me down, we may be able to run a little faster." ”

Although Yang Qiqi is thin and small, he is not very heavy. But the woman was still struggling and couldn't run at all.

"Madam, looking at the current situation, I can't escape." Yang Qiqi said this, and the woman hesitantly put her down.

The shouts and footsteps behind him became louder and louder, and Yang Qiqi clearly heard the man's rough shout, "She can't run, ready to release the arrow!" ”

As soon as she heard this, Yang Qiqi secretly said that she was unlucky, she had just escaped, and she didn't want to die again so soon.

A sharp sound of breaking the air sounded behind him, and an arrow like lightning with a whistling wind swept through Yang Qiqi's ears. With a ding, it pierced the trunk of the tree in front of him. Then, like snow, one arrow after another flew from behind him.

At this time, Yang Qiqi's body was slammed, and he was thrown to the ground in an instant. She felt a pang of sorrow in her heart, and secretly thought: Death!

But the imaginable pain didn't hit, and she felt a warm current wet her back. A very soft voice sounded in his ears, "Little girl, I'm sorry for you." ”

Yang Qiqi couldn't cry or laugh in her heart, she was uncertain about her life and death, where could she save her son.

"Someone is coming, you hold your breath and don't move." After the woman finished speaking, she wiped her hands on Yang Qiqi's face.

Yang Qiqi's eyes were red, it was blood. is the same as when Wen Yaojia died tragically, Yin Hong was terrifying. Her heart suddenly shivered with coldness and throbbed.

A series of heavy footsteps sounded, and Yang Qiqi quickly closed his eyes.

"This woman wanted to block the arrow for her son, but she didn't expect that the mother and son were strung with sugar gourds together!" When the words fell, a man's unbridled laughter rang out.

Someone continued: "The people are gone, let's go!" ”

"Wait, let's see if the evil seed is dead?"

Yang Qiqi was beating a drum in his heart, and he didn't dare to come out.

The snow on her head had sunk slightly, and she could feel a pair of feet stop next to her head.