At that time, the weather was cold and frozen, and the snow was several feet underground, which was extremely difficult, if it weren't for his outstanding martial arts, walking with a person like this, even if he didn't freeze to death, he would have fallen into the heavy snow and couldn't get out.

On the third day, the sky was gloomy, and it seemed that a heavy snowstorm was about to blow, and when I was about to go out, there was snow on the front and back, left and right, and there were no footprints of pedestrians in the snow, not even the footprints of wild beasts.

Lu Qian looked around at a loss, as if he was in the boundless sea, the sound of the wind was sharp, whistling in his ears.

Lu Qian knew that he had already lost his way, and jumped on the big tree several times to lookout, and there was a snow-covered forest all around, where could he tell the east and west, north and south?

He was afraid that Wu Shuang would suffer from the cold. Unfastened his robe and wrapped her in his arms. Although he has never been afraid of heaven and earth. But at this time, in the vast universe, it seemed that he was left alone, and he couldn't help but be quite afraid.

If it's really just him, then that's fine, although the sea of snow is big, he can't be trapped after all, but he still holds a groggy and half-immortal little Wu Shuang in his arms!

He had not eaten for three days, and wanted to hunt a grouse hare, but he could not see the slightest shadow, and thought: "If you break in like this, you can't break out after all, and rest in the forest for a night, and when the snow stops, you can see the sun, moon and stars, and you can discern the direction." ”

I found a leeward spot in the woods, gathered some dry wood, and made a fire. When the fire burns big, there is a lot of warmth on the body. He was so hungry that his stomach was grunting, and when he saw that there were some grass mushrooms growing at the root of the tree, which were gray in color and did not seem to be poisonous, he roasted some by the fire and chatted to satisfy his hunger.

After eating more than 20 grass mushrooms, his spirits were slightly lifted, and he helped Wu Shuang to lean on his chest to roast the fire. Just as he was about to close his eyes and fall asleep, he suddenly heard a loud "woo", but it was the sound of a tiger's roar.

Lu Qian was overjoyed: "There are big insects sent to the door, but there is tiger meat to eat." When I listened, I saw two tigers rushing from the snow, and then I heard shouting, as if someone was chasing the tiger.

When he heard the human voice, he liked it even more, and he heard the two big insects rushing westward, and immediately put Wu Shuang gently beside the fire, started light work, and greeted him from the inclined road.

At this time, the snow was falling heavily, and the north wind was strong, and the sky was full of white clouds.

Only ran out of more than ten zhang, then saw two colorful tigers roaring in the snow, and a big man behind him was wearing animal clothes, holding a long iron fork, and hurriedly chasing.

The two tigers were huge and ran for a while, and one of them turned back and roared at the hunter. The man stretched out his fork and stabbed at the tiger's throat.

The tiger moved quickly, and as soon as he turned around, he avoided the tiger fork, and the second tiger pounced on the man.

The hunter was extremely fast, and he turned the iron fork upside down, and with a bang, the fork handle hit the tiger's waist hard. The tiger was in pain, roared, grabbed its tail, turned around and ran.

The other tiger stopped fighting and followed. Lu Qian saw that this hunter was vigorous and strong, but he didn't seem to know any martial arts, but he was familiar with the habits of wild beasts, and the tiger had not yet pounced, and his iron fork was already waiting for the tiger's head to arrive.

Lu Qian shouted, "Brother, I'll help you fight the tiger." ”

The hunter was taken aback when he saw Lu Qian rushing out, and shouted loudly, not speaking the Han language.

Lu Qian didn't know what he said, so he didn't pay attention to it at the moment, raised his right hand, and aimed it at the forehead of a tiger, and with a bang, the tiger turned over and fell into a somersault, roaring like thunder, and pounced on Lu Qian.

Lu Qianshicai's palm used seventy percent of his strength, even if he was a strong martial artist, he had to burst his brain on his body, but the tiger's head was strong and thick, and the palm power of this cracked stone stele hit his head, and he actually just fell into a somersault, and then pounced.

Lu Qian praised: "Good guy, there is really you!" sideways avoidance, his right hand swept diagonally from top to bottom, rubbed it, and slashed at the tiger's waist.

He added a force to this slash, and the tiger rushed forward a few steps, staggering, and then jumped and fled without a price.

Lu Qian grabbed two steps, grabbed the tiger's tail with his right hand, shouted, and his left hand also grabbed the tiger's tail, and pulled back with both hands.

The hunter was carrying an iron fork and was fighting with another tiger, when he suddenly saw Lu Qian throw the tiger into the air, which was really shocking.

I saw the tiger open its mouth in mid-air, stretched out its claws, and pounced from the air. Lu Qian broke off his drink, his palms came out together, and with a muffled sound, he hit the tiger's belly.

The tiger's belly is the soft place, and this move "Qimen Shuangchong Palm" is Lu Qian's proud kung fu, the big insect was shattered when it landed, rolled in the ground for a while, and fell to death in the snow.

The hunter admired the tiger in his heart, and he killed the tiger empty-handed, and he had an iron fork in his hand, if he couldn't even kill this tiger, wouldn't it be underestimated?

At the moment, the left stab a fork, the right stab a fork, and one fork after another beckoned to the tiger. The tiger had several forks in its body, which aroused its ferocity even more, revealing Bai Sensen's teeth, and pounced on the man.

The hunter sideways avoided, and the iron fork poked horizontally, and with a pop, stabbed into the tiger's head and neck, and raised his hands up, and the tiger fell to the ground with a miserable scream.

The man used his arms to pin the tiger firmly into the snow. But when he heard the sound of a rattle, a large slit was torn in the back of his animal skin clothes, revealing a bare back and knotted muscles, which was very majestic.

Lu Qian saw it and secretly praised: "Good man!" I saw that the tiger was belly facing the sky, and its four claws were scratching and crawling in the air, and after a while, it finally stopped moving.

The hunter lifted the iron fork, laughed, turned around, cocked his thumb at Lu Qian, and said a few words.

Although Lu Qian didn't understand his words, he looked at this expression and knew that he praised himself as a hero, so he followed his example, and also cocked his thumbs and said, "Hero, hero!"

The man was overjoyed, pointed to the tip of his nose, and said, "Trenmut Han!"

Lu Qian thought that this was his name, so he also pointed to the tip of his nose and said, "Lu Qian!"

The man said, "Lu Qian?"

Lu Qian nodded and said, "Kannei, you?" Stretching out his hand and pointing at him to ask, the man said, "Trenmut Han!"

Lu Qian has heard that there is a tribe in the east of the Guanwai and the north of the Yanshan Mountain, named Shanfu, and the clansmen are brave and good at fighting.

Although the words were incomprehensible, he was always happy to meet a companion in the vast sea of snow, and he gestured at the moment to tell him that there was another companion, and he lifted the dead tiger and walked towards the place where Wu Shuang was lying. Muthan dragged the dead tiger and followed.

The tiger was newly dead, and the blood did not coagulate, so Lu Qian lifted the tiger's body, cut the tiger's throat, and poured the tiger's blood into Wu Shuang's mouth. Wu Shuang couldn't open his eyes, but he could swallow tiger blood, and he drank more than ten mouthfuls. Lu Qian was very happy, tore off two tiger legs, and roasted them on the fire.

Seeing that he tore the tiger's body with his bare hands, like tearing a cooked chicken, this kind of hand strength was really unseen and unheard of, he looked at him blankly, looked at him for a long time, stretched out his palm to gently stroke his wrist and arm, and his face was full of admiration.