They only dared to walk along the edge of the forest, which was deserted and snowed so hard that there were few people to be seen.

The two weak women, especially the two women who have no power to restrain the chicken, are most afraid of encountering fierce birds and beasts in the wilderness.

Although it is winter, it is impossible not to be cautious, because occasionally hungry beasts go out to feed.

The two walked for a while, and the atmosphere was surprisingly quiet except for the sound of footsteps.

It was so quiet that even the sound of the wind blowing the dead leaves could be heard clearly.

In a few moments, the moon rose higher and higher, passing through the wisps of clouds and through the faint twinkling starlight.

It's particularly weird, and there seems to be a terrifying power in the silence.

Suddenly, Li Qingrong stopped walking.

"Miss, what's wrong?"

Chun Niang asked softly, her voice still trembling slightly, she always felt strange here.

"Silence."

Li Qingrong helped her without a trace and gestured with his mouth.

The sharp eyes quickly grabbed the grass not far away, and slowly took out a piece of broken porcelain from his sleeve.

The porcelain piece was only the size of a palm, but it was extremely sharp, and she picked it up on the road.

The beggar pretended to be crazy and sold stupidly to cheat people out of money, and was beaten by three or five people and ran away again and again.

She walked past there, and when she saw that the porcelain bowl was good, she reached for it.

Unexpectedly, he was hit hard by a sloppy old man behind him, and the porcelain bowl was torn apart.

After saluting the old man who was also running fast, she stopped Chun Niang, who was about to come forward and fight the old man for 800 rounds.

Diligent and thrifty like her, she still decided to turn waste into treasure and chose the sharpest piece for self-defense.

No, after squinting his eyes and locking on the two green dots, Li Qingrong thought to himself, trouble is coming.

Until Li Qingrong showed the sharp "weapon" in his hand and took her back with him.

Chun Niang woke up from her extremely long reflex arc and walked to her own girl in three or five steps.

Look at her trembling legs, and then look at the sad appearance of her hands like a hen protecting her cubs.

The corners of Li Qingrong's mouth twitched, and he silently presented the Oscar Golden Man Award to this warrior in his heart.

"It's a wolf."

She reminded.

The thin body in front of him was visibly shorter.

"No...... Don't be afraid, miss, I heard my aunt say it before, what are you talking about, ......"

It's almost shaking into a sieve, Li Qingrong thought, the momentum is insufficient, but the spirit is commendable.

"That's right!" The round apricot eyes suddenly lit up, like twinkling stars in the night.

Chun Niang excitedly added: "Wolves are afraid of fire! ”

"Wolves are afraid of fire."

The two spoke in unison.

Li Qingrong looked at her little warrior as if she was choked, and "kindly" stuck a knife: "Did you bring flint?" ”

When Chun Niang heard this, she was so anxious that she was sweating profusely.

In the cold winter months, she actually felt the heat steaming in her back.

"Okay, don't think about it, we'll all have to eat for them later."

Gently brushing Chunniang away, she turned her wrist and moved a few steps forward slowly and calmly.

The sharp porcelain pieces shimmered with an eerie cold light in the moonlight, and they were held tightly in the petite palms, looking so out of place.

One step, two steps, three steps......

She silently measured the distance in her mind, and at the same time turned her eyes to the tree on the other side, avoiding eye contact with the wolf as much as possible.

After measuring the distance, he motioned to Chunniang with his hand to stay still.

Slowly lower your head and bend slightly.

At this time, the wolves in the distance began to agitate, and more and more wolves gathered together.

They smelled the smell of delicious meat, and countless green flames lit up in the night sky, and the atmosphere was oppressive and suffocating.

Chun Niang's eyes widened, and she looked ahead with tears streaming down her face, covering her mouth tightly with her hands.