The big blue and pure eyes of the big white cat looked at Ye Xi for a while.

Ye Xi was still in a coma and had no intention of waking up, but his face was ruddy now, with no scars, and he looked like he was asleep.

The big white cat of the ragdoll looked a little sleepy, opened its mouth and yawned coquettishly, found a comfortable position to lie down beside Ye Xi, and threw out its big white tail to circle Ye Xi inside.

The fluffy and soft white hairs cover the leaves tightly.

The room is peaceful and tranquil.

......

About two hours passed.

There was a sudden movement at the mouth of the ice cave, the sound of some kind of wind from a huge fierce bird flapping its wings.

The tip of a giant stone bow appears in the ice cave.

Immediately afterwards, a naked and snow-white feathered man folded his wings and jumped into the ice cave with his prey and a stone bow in his hand.

"Meow~"

The big white cat opened its eyes in a daze and said hello.

This is a handsome feathered man to the extreme, with facial features like a knife and an axe, a complexion like snow, silver hair hanging down to the waist, even the eyebrows and thick eyelashes are snow-white, especially the huge wings that are folded, whiter than the new snow on the top of the snow-capped mountain.

The only two parts of his body are not white, one is a pale thin lip with a faint ice pink, and the other is the eyes, which are slightly clear and pale blue.

From the aesthetic point of view of the tribesmen, this man is extremely handsome and will be warmly welcomed by countless tribal women. But in the eyes of the Feathered Clan, this is a freak with a disability and an ugly congenital underdevelopment.

You must know that the standard height of the feather man is four meters, but this feather man is only two meters eight, which is simply a third-class cripple in the eyes of other feather people.

In addition, the body of the common feathered person is covered with thick, fluffy feathers all over the body, except for the face, and even the neck, which allows them to maintain their body temperature in the cold weather of the Arctic.

But there were no feathers on the feathered man's skin, only a few parts such as the chest, and a few small down feathers grew in the poor sparse place.

What's more, the Feathered Man's arms were hidden in the wings like a pterodactyl, but the Feathered Man's arms were separated from the wings, and he had the same arms as the tribesmen.

So, this is an out-and-out crippled and deformed freak in the eyes of the Feathered Clan.

After the feathered man fell into the ice cave, he put down the prey he was holding in his hand and suddenly sniffed.

There seems to be something special in the air.

His gaze swept from the bloody corpse of the white fox, then to the big white cat lying on his stomach, and then turned his suspicious gaze back to the big white cat.

The big white cat of the ragdoll lifted its big fluffy tail at this time, revealing the unconscious Ye Xilai, who looked a little proud.

"Meow!

It screamed desperately at the feathered people.

"Huh?"

Yuren's indifferent eyes fluctuated, and he walked over and kicked Ye Xi hard with his foot, and Ye Xi, who was unconscious, was kicked and rolled over.

Yuren squatted down, turned Ye Xi over with his hand, and looked at him strangely.

Look at his black hair, and the clothes he wears, and look down at his sleek self.

Then Yuren suddenly took off the broken leather armor, broken leather pants and leather boots, and silk vest on Ye Xi's body, and clumsily put them on himself.

Although the height of this feather man is a third-class cripple in the feather people, it is a giant's hanging in the tribe, and Ye Xi's leather pants have become seven-point pants after being put on by him.

But it wasn't broken.

Because it was made by the craftsmen of Xicheng with the most suitable precious animal skin, the leather was very tough and elastic.

"Hmm!"

Yuren looked at the leather pants on his legs with satisfaction, and he didn't dislike them at all, they were torn leather pants that had been cut by a knife and slashed by lightning.

Then came the boots.

These leather boots were kicked so that the soles of the shoes were cracked during Ye Xi's battle, and the feet of the feather man were bent and had sharp claws, and the back two feet were exposed in all directions, and as soon as they were put on, they were kicked off in disgust by the feather people.

And then there's leather armor.

There are a pair of large wings on the shoulder blades of the feathered people, although they are folded, but if they are put in from the head, it is impossible to put the small leather armor over the two large wings, and it will only get stuck in the neck and shoulders.

However, this man was very clever and knew that he could not get in the hood, and began to clumsily and savagely start from the position of the feet. And he also knew how to cut two notches in the back of the leather armor.

But although I thought well, I still failed.

After the leather armor was laboriously pulled from the feet to the position of the chest, the big wings on the back made it impossible for the leather armor to pull up, but the large wings were not as flexible and easy to bend as wicker, and they could not bend and drill through the two openings, so the two openings were basically cut in vain.

After tossing and turning for a while, Yuren finally gave up.

And then.

His leather armor was torn into countless shards with a blank expression.

The silk vest that he didn't wear, Yuren was not interested in wearing it, but he just looked at what Ye Xi was carrying.

He first picked up the Ancestral Witch Bone Staff, and when the stick whirred for a while, he waved it for a long time, thinking that this was a big bone stick, and with a wave of his hand, the extremely precious Ancestral Witch Bone Staff was thrown out of the ice cave cleanly.

Then there is the bronze flask.

He groped up and down for a long time, then bent his fingers and tapped it, listening to its crisp tapping, before trying to pull out the stopper on the spout.

The aroma of wine overflowed.

Hato sniffed, sniffed the contents and confirmed that it was not poisonous, and then poured the wine into his mouth.

When the liquor is poured into the mouth, it tastes sweet, spicy, pungent and strange.

"Phew!"

Yuren quickly spit it out.

After a while, he smashed his mouth and poured another bite into his mouth, and it tasted good, and he wanted to pour another mouthful, but it was gone.

Gone......

Yuren held the bronze wine jug and poured it into his mouth, only poured out two drops, and threw the bronze wine jug into the corner with a bang.

Then continue to pull.

The delicate bronze and brass handicrafts, although a little rusty after soaking in water, still looked good, and the feather people put them away with satisfaction.

Flint and brown gloves, I can't figure out how to use them, so I throw them aside.

A small stone bottle, which contained world-weary insect powder, but the stone bottle was not waterproof, and after the glacial river, the goose-yellow powder in it entered the water and solidified into a dirty mess. Yuren saw that the stone bottle was very delicate and patterned, and made the yellow solid inside, and reluctantly kept the small stone bottle.

A large, wide-mouthed rough wooden kettle, shaken, and it seemed to be water inside.

You must know that in the Arctic, in addition to glacial lakes and ice seas, most of the water will freeze into ice.

So the feather man was very surprised, opened the stopper, and took a sip, but found that this was not a different spring water at all, it was the most ordinary water, but there seemed to be something in it, so he poured the contents of the pot out.

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