This side of the mountain.

Snowflakes are flying.

The one in the mountains.

The sun rose and the sky brightened.

This side of the mountain.

A snow-white saber-toothed tiger galloped wildly, with four hooves like flying, and on the tiger's body, sat a man dressed in white animal skin.

The man patted the white tiger on the head: "Teng, stop." ”

The wild tiger suddenly stopped.

The man jumped down, his face was abnormally white, but his lips were bright red like blood, he looked at the sleigh in front of him that had been flooded with snow, and smelled the residual smell on it: "Suddenly, your life is really big." ”

The man raised his head, and the smile on the corner of his mouth was like a demon flower, and the evil spirit penetrated into his bones.

Don't worry, I won't let you stay too far away from me.

Soon.

We'll meet again.

Heavy snowfall.

The man rode the white tiger and set off again towards the top of the mountain.

Soon.

It melted into one with the snow and disappeared.

**

Feng Jiuqing had a dream.

A long, long dream.

In dreams.

Xuanyu was mutilating herself, holding a bone knife and cutting her own flesh at once.

She was anxious and angry.

Xuanyu!

Suddenly got up.

"Chief, Chief, she's awake, she's awake!" The woman shouted in surprise and ran out: "Chief, she's awake, hurry up and take a look!" ”

Feng Jiuqing looked at everything around him in a daze.

Tent.

Hides tents.

An animal skin tent where you can see the sky and the sun.

Shabby.

I don't know what the smell was, it was greasy and unpleasant, and it smelled rancid.

A woman in a straw skirt walked over, the woman was very dark-skinned, very tall, the two lumps on her chest were not covered, and she swayed and swayed when she walked, and it was very large.

"Where's Xuanyu!" Feng Jiuqing shouted at the woman, like crazy and about to get out of bed, with a pair of red eyes and shouted: "Where is Xuanyu? Where's my Xuanyu! ”

She's not going to be dead again.

Then cross over again!

What about Xuanyu!

Is he dead?

Or did you go through with yourself?

Feng Jiuqing's heart ached like suffocation: "Xuanyu, Xuanyu, Xuanyu!" ”

"Chief, she's awake." Yana happily led the way, looked at her own leader and said.

"Do you say she's a God-given person that the old wizard said before he died?" Marion was a little worried.

One foot into the tent.

I saw that the woman on the bed was like crazy, and while shouting at them, she began to smash things, questioning them about Xuanyu!

Marion is the leader of the Wind Chasers and the wisest woman in the tribe.

"Are you asking you men?" Marion looked at the woman on the bed and gave her a thumbs up: "Your man, good job." ”

"Have you seen Xuanyu? Where's my Xuanyu! What did you guys do to him? Feng Jiuqing's mind was not clear, and all he was thinking in his heart was Xuanyu.

"Your man is not dead, he has been asleep, he is more seriously injured than you, and his body is thinner than yours." Marion walked up to her and looked at a woman whose head was no bigger than her fist, wondering how she had survived.

"Xuanyu is not dead?" Feng Jiuqing accurately captured the information, crying and laughing excitedly: "Where is he?" I want to see him, I want to see him! ”

"We are all women, and the rules of our tribe do not allow any men to enter, otherwise there will be no forgiveness." Marion looked at the agitated woman in front of her, thinking that she must have loved her man: "We put him at the goddess. ”