The two-headed monster ten steps away let out a strange cry that shook its eardrums sharply, and swooped over with its wide, black wings.

Zhangxiu raised the wooden stick high and faced the two monsters, holding her breath and rushing into a cloud of snow mist.

"Bang da", the wooden stick in Zhangxiu's hand broke, he waved the half of the wooden stick in his hand, and smashed it wildly, "Get out, you monsters, you stinky shit!" ”

The two-headed monster flapped its huge wings and swept Zhangxiu and the three of them to the ground, but they pounced straight on Yu Fenghong, who was lying unconscious in the snow.

Zhangxiu's eyes caught a glimpse of Yu Fenghong's danger, and without thinking, he smashed the half-cut wooden stick in his hand at the donkey monster fiercely, and then quickly grabbed Ali next to him and threw it at the other monster.

Ali let out a scream in mid-air, and then fell with a thousand force.

The attacked donkey let out a wolf-like howl, inciting its black feathers, emitting a powerful diffuse stench, and jumping back away.

Ali was swoken from the tearing pain and the stench.

Zhangxiu stood tall in the snow, blocking in front of Yu Fenghong, the snow light reflecting his deformed face.

Ah Shan looked at Zhangxiu stupidly, and for a moment felt that his master was very much like a Octavia knight.

The two donkeys, ten steps back, their sharp eyes glowing blue in the snow, their sharp beaks raised, waiting for an opportunity to attack.

Zhangxiu found a big wooden stick to guard it, and at the same time shouted to Ah Shan: "Ah Shan, quickly, go collect firewood and light a bonfire for help!" ”

Ah Shan rubbed his sore feet and screamed: "This ghost forest, in the winter, who will come to save us!" ”

"Go, if you don't go again, I'll smash that monster with you!" Zhangxiu roared.

Ahsan stepped back cautiously, his eyes fixed on the donkey monsters for fear that they would pounce on him.

Ali threw a few sticks of firewood from the snow, and Chang-su picked out some of the biggest ones and put them at his feet, and threw the rest to Ahsan to light a bonfire.

Zhangxiu said to Ali: "You slowly retreat, I'll stand in front." I'm Octavia Knight. ”

Ali stepped back with a wooden stick and muttered, "Obviously, you are not a Octavia knight, but you want to pretend." ”

Ah Shan lit the bonfire, and a few wisps of black smoke were stringed up in the snow, Ah Shan bent down and puffed out his cheeks to blow hard, and the black smoke became bigger and bigger, curling and floating.

The two donkey monsters seemed to be a little frightened when they saw the bonfire, bowed their heads and roared a few times, and the two beasts instigated their huge wings and rushed towards Zhangxiu who was standing in front again.

A foul smell came to Zhangxiu's nose, and Zhangxiu didn't think much about it, jumped up with a wooden stick, and slammed it into a donkey.

Seeing that Zhangxiu was in danger, Ali also took a stick and struck at the donkey monster who attacked Zhangxiu, and the monster was in pain and swept his foul-smelling wings towards Ali. Ali fell to the ground.

The other monster slammed into the fire, fanning the bonfire with its huge wings, which had not yet been lit, and scattering the sparks.

Ah Shan was just gathering the fire, holding a wooden stick with a ruler long on fire, and watched the monster rush towards him blankly.

The monster didn't care about Ah Shan, and its sharp beak pecked at Yu Fenghong's eyes.

Zhangxiu swept away Yu Fenghong in danger, but he was no longer powerless to save him, and shouted: "Ah Shan, save him, save him!" ”

A burst of snow and mist came into the sky, enveloping Yu Fenghong, and in an instant, Zhangxiu was also wrapped in it. Zhangxiu only felt a burst of coolness into his heart, the snow was swept away, the surroundings were bright and clean, and he seemed to be in the spring when the flowers were in full bloom, and the nose was refreshing sandalwood and maple.

The snow fog cleared, and when Zhangxiu opened his eyes again, he saw a tall man standing in front of him.

The man's face was trimmed and his eyes were clear, he was a sturdy man that a young girl dreamed of, he was eleven feet tall (note (1)), holding a wooden sword in his hand, guarding Yu Fenghong like a majestic tower.

The two donkey monsters were gone, and the snow was littered with stenching black feathers.

A little farther away, Ah Lan with a big bird in her arms, stood there gracefully, shrouded in a holy silver light.

"Who are you?" Zhangxiu asked softly.

"Yu Fengguang." The man said calmly, pointing to Yu Fenghong lying in the snow: "Isamna, the god of all gods, what's wrong with him?" Still alive? I'm his dad. ”

Yu Fengguang bent down to check Yu Fenghong's injury, took out a handful of pills from his arms and stuffed them into his mouth, and then grabbed a handful of snow particles and squeezed them into water to feed him.

"It's fine, just some skin trauma. Thank you, sir, for sending him back. Yu Fengguang stood up and thanked Zhangxiu.

Zhangxiu was stunned.

Yu Fengguang is a hero who galloped in the Buting Mountains twenty years ago, and he is also a shameful coward who surrendered the Yufeng and Gezhi tribes to the Great Hui Dynasty.

Zhangxiu glanced at Yu Fenghong in the snow, and her mood became complicated. How could someone who is so handsome and handsome have a cowardly father who kneels down and begs to the Great Hui Dynasty?

"I," he wanted to say that he was Maran Zhangxiu, but at this moment he suddenly felt a little embarrassed to say his last name. It was the first time in more than a decade that he felt that being born in the Maran family was not necessarily honorable.

"I'm Maran Zhangxiu." Eventually, he said softly.

(Note (1): Southern Wilderness Rongzhou measurement: cloth refers to the inch, cloth hand knows the ruler, one palm is five inches, two palms are one foot, one foot is 16.95 centimeters, eleven feet = 186.45 centimeters. ）)