Aiden was lying in the cold snow, something warm and soft touched his cheeks, he slowly opened his eyes, he felt his head hurt like an explosion, the roar continued to stimulate the eardrums, like a big drum kept beating, he couldn't hear any sound, only felt his head trembling, and his eyes were blurry. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

Slowly, his vision regained a little, and he saw a black crow standing on his chest, and the little one was constantly sweeping his cheeks with his wings.

Aiden felt a thirst in his throat and the pain cleared, and he tried to reach out to get rid of the pesky black guy, only to find that his arms were not sensational, as if he had never had two arms.

He began to regret the duel he had just had, which had cost him both arms, and he would never be able to draw a bow again. At the thought of this, tears couldn't help but slide down the corners of my eyes.

When his hearing returned, he felt an eerily silence around him, and then he remembered that he was in a forest of aspen trees. The crow let out a terrible cry from his throat, and just as Aiden hated the damned brute, the creature fluttered its wings and flew back and forth over itself.

Some warm liquid kept dripping onto his body, and Aiden could clearly feel that the liquid was coming from the, and it wasn't until it stopped that Aiden could see that the guy had a tiny bottle strapped to his feet.

Just as he tried to see the bottle clearly, he suddenly felt as if his body was being burned by fire, and all the wounds were as if they were being touched by a red-hot iron, and the pain was unbearable. Then, his right arm began to twitch, and the muscles burst out of the skin, and the muscles were swollen as if they were about to crack, and the fire was gradually penetrating his body, from the epidermis to every bone in his body.

Crispness and soreness gradually replaced the heat, but it was no better than pain, and Aiden felt as if the bones of his body had been soaked in a vinegar jar, like a million ants burrowing into his bones, greedily sucking their own marrow with their small mouths, which were invisible to the naked eye. Immediately afterward, there was another burst of pain, as if all the pain nerves had become more sensitive than before, and Aiden wished that he hadn't woken up until those pains had gone.

He stood up, his body seemingly recovering as before, curiosity and fear taking over his mind at the same time. The penetrating wound on his right arm was gone, along with the wound, and upon closer examination, he found that the same was true of his left arm and shoulder.

Aiden looked down at the crow on the ground, the guy's eyes flashed with a white light, and he also looked up at himself. Suddenly, the crow's tail ignited a cluster of flames, and then it burned more and more, spreading from the tail to half of its body, and when the fire almost engulfed its stubby neck, the creature did not even react.

The scales in his heart were completely inclined to fear, the unexpected recovery of his body did not bring him any joy, the black crow on the ground had completely turned into a blazing flame, Aiden's feet began to tremble, he crouched down and picked up his longbow, and he only wanted to leave this terrifying aspen forest immediately.

When he looked up, the flame suddenly appeared in front of him, floating in mid-air, no more than a foot away from his nose, illuminating his surroundings as if it were day.

Aiden howled and sat down in the snow in horror, he quickly closed his eyes and prayed to all the gods he knew, hoping that he would pass out quickly, but the gods of Shenyuan did not manifest, and when he opened his eyes again, a human face slowly appeared in the flames, gradually becoming clear.

A voice came from the fire, like a cold arrow into Aiden's ear.

"You look a little scared, blonde Aiden. The old voice said.

Looking at the gradually clear face, Aiden breathed a sigh of relief in his heart.....

Kenny nodded, his eyes glancing at the aspen grove in front of him. "Look at the horseshoe prints should be here, you're right. He turned to Alan in confirmation.

The group rode into the aspen forest, and not far away, the carcass of a horse lay quietly in the snow, its saddle telling Kenny that they were not wrong in their direction. After a few steps, Sersi found a familiar mink cloak nailed to the tree pole by arrows, and he pulled it off with a torch and examined it carefully.

"Damn! it's Aiden's, something must have happened to him!" said Sersi anxiously as he handed the cloak to Allen.

The speed of the group did not increase, they were in the low terrain, and the thick poplar roots were intertwined in the shallow snow, hindering their speed. Alan then found a few more bows and arrows broken into the rocks, which didn't seem to be Aiden's usual black feather arrows.

After walking a little further, they found a conspicuous trail of blood and footprints on the ground, and several people followed the trail to find it.

"Look! there's a dark shadow!" said Allen, shaking the reins and rushing forward.

By the time Kenny and Sersi arrived with a few soldiers, Aiden had already been helped onto his horse. Kenny notices that Aiden on the horse is pale, with torn clothes on his shoulder and arm, but only an arrow wound on his left arm.

"What's going on?" Kenny asked, looking at Aiden on his horse.

"Lord, this fellow is amazing," Aiden said, looking at the bushes beside him, "I've never had such a hard time dealing with two lions.....

Sersi waved his hand at the soldiers behind him, and the four soldiers walked over to the bushes and dragged Fello's stiff body out of it. The torch leaned up, and saw that Philo was dressed in silver armor, pierced by several black arrows, and his face was pale by the cold winter, and he had lost the color of blood that a living person should have.

"Kenny?" said Sersi as if to ask how the body was disposed of.

"Take it back, exposing the corpse in the wilderness is against the honor of the knight, and he deserves a good burial. Kenny turned to Aiden, "You should take the soldiers with you and look at your wounds, you don't have to." ”

"Thank you for your concern, but you were the only one with a horse at the time, and if I had waited for the soldiers to join me, this guy would have run away a long time ago. Aiden paused, then added, "He only shot me with one arrow, and my clothes were torn by a branch, and I'm not as embarrassed as you think." ”

"That's good, but your face looks a little pale. Kenny looked around and asked, "Did you see anyone else in the woods besides Philo just now?"

The sudden question made Aiden's heart chuckle, and the words seemed to make him swallow a fly, and an unnatural expression flashed across his face.

"No, lord. Aiden replied.

Kenny nodded silently and said no more.

The soldiers hurriedly loaded Fello's body onto their horses, and several of them turned their horses around and headed back the way they had come.

The group turned around, and there was a slight tremor in the snow on the edge of the bushes. Immediately afterwards, a black crow with black wings broke through the snow and a white light flashed in its eyes, like a black phoenix reborn from the ashes, flapping its wings and flying into the night.

Kenny hears something strange and turns his head in alarm, but all he can catch a glimpse of an aspen and a few fallen leaves.