Xing Zhiying laughed at her, Rao is Sangjimar had a hearty temperament, and she couldn't help blushing and said: "My sister really has no conscience, knowing that no one in the clan is worthy of me, and she still wants to do this fake favor." ”

Xing Zhiying's smile did not decrease, and she said more and more: "That's not easy, can't you marry a hero outside the clan?" I think your yin and yang uncle is very good, if my sister likes it, I will definitely help you agree. ”

Sanggemar couldn't laugh angrily, rolled his eyes and said: "My sister is a matchmaker, but I have always had a good conscience and never did that kind of thing to snatch love, Uncle Yin and Yang or my sister kept it herself." ”

The two of them were humble to each other, and they couldn't help but laugh. When he was making trouble, he suddenly saw Sanjimar's expression condensed, and he waved his hand to signal Xing Zhiying to silence him.

Xing Zhiying naturally obeyed her fate, and Sangjimar listened carefully for a moment, and suddenly exclaimed: "It's not good! It's those thieves coming! ”

Xing Zhiying didn't react, and said strangely: "What thief?" Is it a thief? ”

Sangjimar couldn't hide his panic, and immediately said: "Sister, go back and tell me Abba, there is a large group of wild wolves coming, let everyone act quickly, I will help you resist for a while." ”

Xing Zhiying was taken aback, and said reluctantly: "It's better for my sister to go back and report the news, my martial arts are not bad, and it shouldn't be a problem to resist a few wild wolves." ”

Sangjimar was anxious when he heard this, and pushed Xing Zhiying and said: "Sister, don't be reckless, you haven't dealt with the wild wolves here, and no matter how good your martial arts are, you may not be able to succeed." Besides, you're a guest, and I can't let you take any chances! ”

Xing Zhiying thought that when she first came to Qinghai-Tibet, she almost made a wild wolf's meal, and she couldn't help but shudder.

But as the saying goes, she doesn't believe that she will be a mere livestock this time, so she said solemnly: "Sister, don't care, I will definitely be able to handle it." ”

Seeing that Xing Zhiying was so stubborn, Sangjimar shouted in a hurry: "Go back quickly!" Don't wait for the wolves to come and kill you! ”

Xing Zhiying was frustrated, and finally didn't dare to fight anymore, so she could only snort: "That sister be careful, I will definitely come back as soon as possible." ”

Sanjimar watched Xing Zhiying gallop away, and then said to himself: "These thieves are really good at picking time, so let's learn the skills of my female arrow god." ”

Xing Zhiying took off and stepped on the snow, rushing straight to the front of Hathul's big tent like a spark, but only to see that the curtain was locked from the outside, and no one was inside.

At this time, Xing Zhiying couldn't help but be anxious, although there were still many clansmen around him who were celebrating, but how could they explain the situation if they couldn't understand the language?

Panicked and thought that Sangjimar was afraid that he had faced the wolves at this moment, and was even more anxious Xing Zhiying burst into tears, and was about to go back in despair to try his best to help, but suddenly caught a glimpse of the newly raised felt tent near the big tent, and she finally turned her heart sideways, silently reciting the Buddha's blessing and rushing in.

There was no light in the tent, Xing Zhiying couldn't see anything, and simply shouted: "Huangfu Yingyang!" Are you in the Emperor's Eagle? Are you there? ”

The excited voice was already crying, obviously uncontrollable, only a light sound was heard in the dark, and the familiar tone was like a surprised voice: "Mao girl, why do you dare to come, I'm really not afraid that I will 'eat' you?" ”

Xing Zhiying heard the sound of Lun, and when she rushed up, she said eagerly: "The wolf is coming!" There's a wolf out there! Come with me to do Sister Sangemar a favor!" ”

She said that she suddenly felt a warm breath in front of her, and it turned out that Huangfu Yingyang came closer and said: "What wolf is coming, I am not a child, but I have no habit of listening to bedtime stories." ”

Xing Zhiying was in the mood to rap, grabbed Huangfu Yingyang's chest, and dragged it out, while crying: "It's the wolves who are coming from the east!" Sister Sangemar is resisting, and you are ...... Yikes! ”

Before he finished speaking, he turned into an exclamation, only to see Xing Zhiying hurriedly turn around, still trembling and said: "Sister Sanjimar asked me to tell the chief, but I couldn't find him, so I came to you." ”

Huangfu Yingyang was tightening the belt around his waist, but his upper body was still only wearing an undershirt, and when he heard Xing Zhiying say this, he immediately said in shock: "Don't panic first, I'll take care of it." ”

As he spoke, he looked around coldly, rushed to a middle-aged clansman, and quickly explained something to him.

The clansman's face changed, and he ran away shouting loudly, Xing Zhiying couldn't help but be stunned when he saw this: "Don't you don't understand the local dialect here, how can that person understand?" ”

Huangfu Yingyang looked embarrassed, put on a burqa and said vaguely: "That person also understands Middle-earth Chinese, let's go quickly and help my niece." ”

Xing Zhiying woke up and had no time to investigate. The two of them rushed one after the other, and before they reached the ground, they heard a sharp wolf howl in their ears, and it was obvious that the wolves had invaded the fence.

The two of them were shocked together, and they saw a green glow appearing in front of them far or near, roughly counting that there were hundreds of them, and the sound of wolf howls also followed one after another, which can be called endless.

Xing Zhiying was so shocked that she almost fell, and Huangfu Yingyang's face was also grim, and he said categorically: "This group of animals came too coincidentally, and they definitely didn't come together automatically, there must be someone behind them." ”

Turning his eyes and seeing Xing Zhiying's frightened appearance, Huangfu Ying sighed secretly in his heart, and then shouted: "Mao girl to be honest, I taught you no feather arrows before, and you still can't make it out?" ”

Xing Zhiying's hands and feet trembled, and she really wanted to say yes in her heart, but when the words came to her mouth, she whispered: "I...... I'm afraid not. ”

Huangfu Yingyang was not polite, grabbed Xing Zhiying's soft wattle, and said in a deep voice when his palms were interlocked: "Then obediently lend me some internal strength, tonight is just for you to see and understand, what is the real featherless arrow." ”

Xing Zhiying had no master of the six gods at this time, so how could she still care about being shy, so she hurriedly calmed down and slowly crossed her true qi.

The pure true element of the body of the Yin was everywhere, and Huangfu Yingyang only felt that the feeling of stagnation around his body gradually disappeared, and at the moment, he was shaking his spirit, and a strong wind struck straight towards the place where the green light flashed.

A miserable howl was suddenly heard in the howl of the wolves, and the two points of green light disappeared in an instant, and the bloody qi overflowed, which aroused the cruelty of the wolves.

Suddenly, I only heard the howling like boiling, and the green bloodthirsty tide rushed like a tide, sweeping straight towards the place where Xing Zhiying and Huangfu Ying stood.

Xing Zhiying was so frightened that she closed her eyes tightly, and Huangfu Yingyang smiled when she saw this: "It's okay to close your eyes, as long as you don't go wrong with your true qi." ”

After saying that, he saw that the five fingers of his right hand were raised, and the incomparable wind Dao Dao shot out, and its momentum was exactly a false shot, directly destroying the forehead between the pairs of sharp eyes of the wolves, and suddenly the miserable howl was like an angry sea wind, a wave of unsettled, a wave of unsettled.

Huangfu Yingyang was engrossed, his left hand and Xing Zhiying were holding each other, and his right hand was bent or extended, stretched or contracted, so fast that it was dizzying.

Although the wolves were not afraid of death, their offensive was blocked, and they were never able to rush within a hundred paces of the two of them.