In the midst of a snow-covered mountain forest, a pair of eyes that were also pregnant with golden quicksand were looking around, and a wolf head was above him, with a bit of contempt and ferocity in his eyes, as if he could move forward at any time.

But in fact, the wolf was already dead, and the reason why it had not rotted was because it was just a wolf skin, draped over a majestic and tall man, covering his tight and toned muscles, and by the way, blocking the snowstorms that fell and flew from time to time.

The snow-covered forest was quiet, as if all the sounds were absorbed by the silvery whiteness of the place, even the sound of birds flapping their wings became distinct, the branches shook slightly, and a small flake of snow fell with the wind.

The man moved.

Just by standing up, he was as tall as a giant bear, and when he actually ran on his legs, it was as if he was going to set off an avalanche in the mountains!

The fur only slightly covered his lower body, and his calves and feet were naked, and every step was deep in the snow, but even so, those legs and feet still looked extremely tough, and there was not a trace of frostbite at all.

Every time his footsteps touched the black earth under the thick snow, there would be a violent explosion, bringing up countless pieces of snow and dirt.

Behind an old pine tree that could only be embraced by five people, a very threatening roar sounded, but it was also a little frightened, as the huge body stood upright, as high as a hill, and the huge eyes like copper bells were instantly dyed with a scarlet.

This is a giant bear nearly two feet high, I don't know how many years of old pine was angrily slapped and shook by it, like a weed without momentum, and the figure was not afraid, but ran a little faster, and turned into an afterimage in the snow forest in a blink of an eye!

Shadow Solstice!

A desperate roar echoed through the valley!

Countless birds and beasts were frightened at this moment, and began to flee in all directions, and the entire silent mountain turned into an exploding pot, boiling and noisy.

The giant bear lifted its fat bear's paws like a basket and slapped them with a bang, and a gust of wind swept by, and several deep claw marks cut through the rough skin of the old pine.

Another heavy palm almost split the trunk of the tree.

If such a palm wind falls on the head of an ordinary person, will it directly slap his head into a puddle of mud?

But that person is no ordinary person.

He won't back either.

He didn't even have the slightest intention of evading, he snorted coldly and went straight up, his right fist clenched like an iron hammer, the muscles of his whole body seemed to converge into a roaring monster, and his arm turned into an angry dragon.

He exhales and punches!

The furious dragon roared out in a rage!

Judging from the size, this is a contest of disparity in strength, but it is not the person who looks very small who retreats, but the black bear like a mountain.

At the same time, there seemed to be a clicking sound from its body, and in an instant, as if it had been drained of its strength, the bear lay down limply, and rumbled into a large crater in the snow.

The figure still stood tall, as if he were the real beast.

"Although you are already the mountain god of this mountain, you are only a beast after all. The man said with some regret, and then untied the skin covering his face, revealing his face.

It was a face full of beard, and he was Xiang Chu.

Xiang Chu followed the body of the giant bear all the way to his abdomen, felt the dagger hanging from his waist, and began to cut the abdomen of the giant bear.

The giant bear's fur is very tough, but Xiang Chu is indeed very patient, and his strength is huge, which also gives the dagger great power, but in a quarter of an hour, a huge hole has been cut in the belly of the giant bear.

Then he untied the animal skin that wrapped his body, and regardless of the blood, he went straight into it.

After a while, Xiang Chu, who was dressed in scarlet, found what he wanted, which was a piece of gray bear bile, because the giant bear's body was extremely large, Xiang Chu did not cook and roast, but took advantage of the giant bear's hot body temperature, directly opened his mouth and ate it one bite at a time.

Bear bile is certainly not tasty.

And raw bear bile is naturally more bitter and difficult to swallow.

But Xiang Chu ate very seriously, chewed every bite carefully, swallowed slowly, and even because the snow was cold, he simply got back into the bear's body, relying on the bear's body temperature to keep the bear bile warm.

Soon, a whole raw bear bile had been eaten by him.

Feeling the blood surging in his body, he came out sweating profusely, and wiped his whole body naked with snow, wiped the sticky blood all over his body, wrapped it in wolf skin again, and left in silence.

Over the past few days, he has gradually felt that his injuries have improved, and coupled with the fact that he has been hunting demon beasts in the mountains and forests, feeding on the essence of their bodies, he even feels that there is a different kind of change in his body, otherwise he would not have thought of coming to trouble this "mountain god".

Killing the mountain god, the demon beasts on this mountain will definitely produce some riots, and some fierce beasts will stay away from the mountains and forests because of the timidity that they don't know where they were born, and go down the mountain to plague the villages and people, but obviously that kind of consequences are not in his consideration.

As he walked forward, he looked down at his clenched iron fist, as if he had realized the strength and strength that he had not seen for a long time.

It's okay to leave.

Some people's simplicity lies in the fact that he does whatever he thinks, Xiang Chu is such a straightforward person, because he thinks so, so his steps are getting faster and faster, all the way down the mountain, ready to find the Tang army camp along the dry river again.

When he finally walked out of the forest, he saw a man and a horse in the distance struggling to move slowly in the snow.

He opened his eyes to block out the glare of the sun, and the man on the horse seemed to see him.

The next moment, the horse suddenly picked up speed, and the figure of the man on horseback became clearer and clearer.

Xiang Chu squinted his eyes and stood in place without making any moves.

Since he fell into the dry river, all his traces have been covered, and it is unlikely that he will come to the Mo family even if he wants to search for him, let alone send a man and a horse to run aimlessly in the heavy snow.

A smile gradually appeared on his face, and his expression became very relaxed, quietly waiting for the man and horse to come in.

The horse is a black horse, a war horse, or more precisely, his war horse.

He was tamed and nurtured by himself, and named him Wuqi.

This black horse was originally a divine horse given to Tang by Canghai, but because it was too fierce and rebellious, it was named and given to him by Yang Taizhen.

It is said that in the entire Tang Kingdom, only the overlord Xiang Chu can make this divine horse bow down.

There are, of course, exceptions.

As the man got closer, he could clearly see the joy in the eyes of the two men looking at each other.

Xiang Chu had no shoes and socks on his feet, and his whole body was covered under the fur of various beasts, exuding a strong fishy smell, no different from a savage.

And the costume of the person on the other side was not very neat and clean, the thick cotton jacket and cloak were dirty and ugly, and he could only vaguely distinguish some of the original moon white, obviously wearing it on his body for a long time and not changing.

When the tall black horse was still a few feet away from him, Xiang Chu suddenly took a step and ran, and after a sudden jump, he fell on the back of the black horse, the black horse let out a long neigh, and the four hooves happily trampled on the sponge-like snow, and the person on the horse quickly pulled the reins, so that the black horse's footsteps stopped.

Xiang Chu's thick arms hugged the person in front of him, although he was wearing a thick cotton jacket, he could still feel that the body wrapped in the cotton jacket was so graceful and warm.

He pressed his face against the man's back and sighed softly.

It's like satisfaction, it's like helplessness.

"The snow covers the mountain, do you dare to run here alone, not afraid of going out?" Xiang Chu flicked his fingers and lifted the man's hood, and the hair like a waterfall fell silently.

If Abu was here at the moment, he would probably be very surprised by the appearance of this person in front of him, because he was almost shot by her feather arrow, and he fought side by side with her for a while, but today she is emaciated, and she has completely lost her heroic posture in the embassy and the streets.

"Let go!" Yu'er was hugged by Xiang Chu, but he didn't know why he was angry, and slapped Xiang Chu the chest.

But Xiang Chu's cultivation, even his chest was like an iron wall, which was not something that a fish could shake at all, but she refused to give up the struggle, and jumped off the back of the black horse at once, standing on the snow and glaring at Xiang Chu.

Xiang Chu also jumped down, stroked the black horse who was excited and wanted to come over and rub it a few times, and then looked at the fish with a smile: "What's the matter? Where did I make you unhappy?"

Yu'er said coldly: "Since you are not dead, why did you only appear today?"

Xiang Chu grinned, took a step and wanted to move forward, but was glared back by that murderous gaze, so he had to say in place: "Wang Xuanwei's last moment, I was a little seriously injured, and I could only recover from my injuries first, so I stayed in the mountains for a few days." ”

"You brought it on yourself. Yu'er snorted coldly, "You think I don't know? You tried your best to do it, didn't you just want such a result? Didn't you think that you would also lose?"

If someone else spoke like this, I am afraid that Xiang Chu's face would have changed a long time ago, but in front of Yu'er, he was actually honest like a child who was trained at ease, and smiled helplessly: "Wang Xuanwei does have his uniqueness, and he can break through the realm in that situation, which I really didn't expect." But I survived, didn't I?"

"It's better to die, if you really die on the battlefield, I will be relieved. The fish glared at him unceremoniously, and kicked him his bare calf with the force of his toes.

Xiang Chu pulled the corners of his mouth and showed a wry smile, knowing that Yu'er was really angry, but looking at her embarrassed, it was obvious that he had suffered a lot in the heavy snow these days, and he had a little tenderness in his heart, and wanted to come forward to hug him, but he was forced to retreat by Yu'er's sharp eyes, so he had to let her reprimand her coldly, and lowered her head to obey.

Xiang Chu, the overlord of the Tang Kingdom, was praised by the Tang people as a great hero of a generation of Tianjiao, but he was so afraid of a little woman, which is probably also a wonder in the world.

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