The climate of Bumeng Snow Mountain is harsh, and the top of Xuefeng is frozen all year round. It was as if it were a barrier across the Taklamakan that blocked the traveler's footsteps.

In front of the snowy mountains, gusts of wind kept blowing out from the mountain passes, dyeing the desert near the snow-capped mountains white.

Lines of footprints were left in the snow, and it is estimated that the gang of unloading wrestlers must have run in.

"We're going to set up camp here tonight, and we don't have to venture in." Khasira said.

"Not going in? Looking at the footprints in the snow, these guys have just passed, and if they don't catch up, they will go out of the mountain. ”

Kashura said that you can rest assured, tonight, none of them will want to leave the snow-capped mountain alive. For thousands of years, no living person has ever walked out of the Bumeng Snow Mountain.

Chang Xiaoman asked her, "What about you?" ”

"I'm different from them, I'm a gypsy, we gypsies have lived on the other side of the snowy mountains for generations, and when every child turns six, the adults will teach us how to get out of the snowy mountains, and there are things hidden in the snowy mountains, and these things kill people invisibly." Kashura said, pointing to the snowy mountains surrounded by clouds.

The conditions here are extremely harsh, there is no grass everywhere, there is snow between the sand and gravel, if you are not careful, one leg can sink down, the perennial snow maintains the low temperature environment in the snowy mountains, and sometimes you can find dry bones in the snow, Cashura said, these are explorers who once wanted to cross the snow-capped mountains of Bumeng to find the Arda Department.

At night, the temperature in the snowy mountain pass is lower, and the snowflakes keep blowing out. Everyone set up their tents and got into their sleeping bags, still shivering. Fortunately, Ma Chengfeng and the others are all northerners, and more than 30 degrees below zero are also commonplace.

As Yue'er climbed out of the top of the mountain, a cold wolf howl was endless, and the wolves in the snow-capped mountains were the most terrible predators. Listening to the movement, this group of wolves is no less than a hundred heads.

Bang...... Bang...... Bang bang bang...... Continuous gunfire came from inside the snowy mountains, and it seemed that the group of Jieling Lux had been attacked by wolves.

Khajura stood in the wind and snow, looking at the goshawk hovering in the sky and smiling coldly, this is her hometown, heaven and earth will be at her disposal, no one can compete with the forces of nature.

Cashilla bit her finger and kept giving orders to the goshawks, and the eagles flew up into the sky like arrows, swooping down, one after the other......

"You know how to train falcons?" Ma Chengfeng asked her.

"This is a tradition of our Alda gypsies, which have not been used for many years and are a little rusty."

"Keep her! To live. Ma Chengfeng said lightly.

"What? She betrayed us, but you didn't kill her? Well, maybe that's what sets you apart from him as well, don't worry, they ...... (They) don't embarrass women. ”

"They? No way? Are these goshawks and wolves still divided into men and women? Ma Chengfeng listened to the second monk who was puzzled.

The gunfire in the mountains was chaotic, and I couldn't tell whether the group of unloading wrestlers had taken advantage of the sweetness. But soon, the gunfire became weaker and weaker, and it seemed that the battle was over.

It was the first time Ma Chengfeng had seen Khajura have such a confident expression. I remember the first time I fought with her before, I was still very weak at that time, and I was not as good as Khasilla in terms of experience and skills, but even so, Khashora did not dare to despise herself. But now, confidence is clearly written on her face.

…… Oh...... Whew...... Whew...... Whew......

At this moment, the howl of wild beasts was heard in the snow-capped mountains, followed by the earth-shaking sound of horses' hooves.

"Hurry up! Get ready for battle! Ma Chengfeng thought that the group of unloading wrestlers rushed out, and hurriedly greeted his subordinates.

But the next scene in Yamaguchi made him jaw-dropping. A team of people and horses ran out of the snow-capped mountains, this team of people and horses were dressed in rags, and all of them were dressed very strangely, not only dressed by Arabs, but also dressed in the Tibetan region of our country, and some were even dressed in the clothes of circus clowns, in short, they were dressed out of place with modern people. At that moment, Ma Chengfeng seemed to have traveled to half a century ago.

Don't look at them all in rags, but their faces are full of confident smiles. They had a shotgun on one shoulder, and a goshawk on the other, and the goshawk was well fed, and there were blood stains on the corners of their mouths.

"Stop! Dare to shoot half a step forward again! Ma Chengfeng raised his shotgun high and shouted.

"Cheng Feng, your own people!" Khashura pressed his gun down again.

"Your own people? They are? ”

"Didn't we come to Ardabe? They are my countrymen, the Arda gypsies! ”

As soon as these words came out, everyone was dumbfounded. It turns out that Khajura already knows the way home!

This group of unrestrained gypsies cheered and galloped out of the snowy mountains, shouting tribal slogans as if they were celebrating the biggest festival.

When they rushed out, they jumped off their horses, lined up in a neat line, put their right hands on their chests, and bent at forty-five degrees. Greeting fellow Khashura in the old gypsy language.

Seeing them make such a big salute to Khasilla, you know that Khashura is not an outrageous saint, and the tribe still respects her as a leader!

Khasira tilted her head and walked past the caravan, her stride charming, her plump ass shaking from side to side with each step, like a model walking catwalk on the catwalk. Soon, she was in the middle of the crowd in full view of everyone, and her figure was covered.

"She deceived us?" Ma Chengfeng asked Xiaoman.

"No, I believe her! Do you believe me? This sentence choked Ma Chengfeng's words back to his lips, how could he not believe his daughter-in-law?

The gypsies scattered in a cluster, and a beautiful woman who was both familiar and strange smiled at them. Dressed in colorful clothes and wearing a golden collar with colorful gems in the middle of the collar, Cashura held a crystal ball in one hand and a golden book in the other, as if she were the patriarch of the tribe.

"I don't think it's too late to leave now, if she wants to kill us and take away the Eye of Amera, no one can stop her!" Ma Chengfeng shook his head, he really escaped from the wolf's mouth and entered the tiger's den, if Kashura repaid his grievances with virtue, he could only accept his fate.

"Huh...... How? There are also times when you Ma Chengfeng are afraid? Huh, next? Khasilla casually threw a small brocade box to him, and the box contained the Eye of Amira that had been taken away by Chu Tianyue.

"Khashura, how much more are you hiding from us? Why do I think you've become so scary? Ma Chengfeng looked at her in surprise.

(End of chapter)