The wind is cold and the snow dances, and the desert is vast. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

Singing in the snow, accompanied by white foxes.

It was supposed to be a picturesque fairyland.

The white-robed man said that he wanted to make a hat out of the fur of the white fox.

Since the white fox can spit out words, it is naturally a demon.

It's just that the little demon who has just gained some magical powers, and he can't even transform into a human form.

I was just rescued from the knife, and I was rejoicing in my heart, and I heard that my benefactor was going to kill me with his backhand.

With a sigh, tears fell from his eyes.

This cry aroused sadness, and the white fox howled loudly, crying like a doll that had been robbed of candy.

It's making a fuss, but the white-robed man is at a loss.

How can a big man who walks alone have the experience of coaxing children?

Afraid that a herdsman passing by by chance would see this strangeness, the white-robed man lifted his spirit, took advantage of the wind and snow, found a forest, and hid himself and the white fox in it.

A casual joke made the white fox cry endlessly.

Tears are like a mountain spring that has just melted, intensifying and uncontrollable.

Since I can't coax it, I can only sigh bitterly and treat the arrow wound first.

First made a move to seal the blood veins around the white fox's wound, and then ruthlessly, pulled out a sharp arrow, splashing blood.

The crimson mist of blood fell, leaving plum blossoms in the snow.

This pain, the white fox cried even more fiercely, closed his eyes and howled, and quickly tore his throat.

A large hand warmed its wounds.

A mellow breath of true qi slowly injected into the true spirit of the white fox.

When I was about to cry, I opened my eyes in fear and felt that my eyes were very clear.

Almost forgetting the pain, he carefully saw the person in front of him.

Dressed in a white robe like snow, his face was as handsome as the moon, and he was a little helpless between his eyebrows, thinking that he was troubled by himself.

Not only are his eyes clear, but his breathing is also smooth, but he only feels that his body is as warm as spring, and no matter how big the wind and cold are, he can't invade himself.

Raising his front paw slightly, he was surprised to find that the originally furry paw of his foot had turned into a small hand as delicate as an onion.

The little hand touched his face again, the tears were not dry, but he couldn't touch the slightest fluff, smooth like mutton fat jade wax.

I already have the mana to transform into a human form?

The white fox couldn't believe it.

After carefully looking at his body, he has indeed achieved a daughter's body.

Frail and just a child.

However, a natural body lies in the arms of a man.

With a sigh of shame, she hurriedly covered her body with her little hands.

When he was in a hurry, a white robe fell and wrapped himself tightly.

Looking up at him, he smiled lightly: "Next time you encounter this situation, cover your face." ”

In the end, he saw it.

The white fox was so ashamed that his face was feverish, and he didn't dare to open his eyes to look at him again.

Gently put her in the snow, and the man in white admonished: "You sacrifice yourself for others and have the root of chivalry, so I can help you with some true qi." In the future, you must cultivate demons well and never harm people. ”

It turned out that it was with his help that I saved a hundred years of work.

Gratitude overflowed in my heart, smiled beautifully, and when I opened my eyes to see him again, it was empty.

Only the desert of wind and snow and cold winter, no longer see his smile.

Tears burst out, and the white fox jumped up, ignoring the white robe that slipped off his body, and reappeared with a delicate body.

Step barefoot into the snow and ice, get up and chase after it.

The desert is boundless, vast as the sky.

How is it possible to find someone in the sky?

Biting his lip tightly, the white fox suddenly had boundless courage, turned around and chased back the white robe to wrap his body.

I hate to turn the desert upside down, and I want to get him back!

I searched for ten days.

For ten days, snow was used as water and wind as food.

Tears flowed all over the river, but he was never seen.

At the beginning, she took on a human form, and she was just a five- or six-year-old naughty child, but she had a thorough balance.

A pair of newborn eyebrows like stars, haggard like dead bark that has been devastated by the wind and snow.

Barefoot freezes and cracks, leaving blood marks with every step.

However, it was still just a snowstorm in front of us.

True Qi is mostly used to resist the wind race, and it has been exhausted by her.

Finally, her red lips were bleeding, her eyes were black, and she fell into the vast snowfield.

The wind is still there, the snow is still there, and in less than a cup of tea, the weak body has been buried by the snow.

Life dies, but that's it.

I've been here, I've walked through, and I can't leave a trace.

The darkness is endless, and perhaps it is the taste of death.

However, the taste of death is so pleasant.

The face is warm, the body is warm, the hands are warm, and the feet are warm.

It seems to have crossed the middle of winter in one step, ushering in the spring breeze.

I gradually woke up and smelled a milky smell.

Before I could open my eyes, I was held up.

Slowly sat up, the smell of milk was already on his lips.

I took a sip slowly, choked on tears and snot, and squirted out again.

It's wine!

Mare's milk wine of the steppe!

I wiped away my tears and saw the brightest eyes again.

Handsome, right in front of him, holding a wine bowl with a familiar smile.

Out of nowhere, the power suddenly jumped out of his arms.

Knock over his wine bowl, put his little hands around his neck, and die without parting.

Gently pushed her, and was hugged tighter by her, almost unable to breathe.

The wine spilled on her pants, and she couldn't wipe it with her hands, so she could only hold it.

I also want to listen to her cry, and I want Ai Ai to drip into my heart.

It was as if she had been wronged by the whole world.

The neck that was hugged by her was sore, and finally waited for her to dry her tears.

After seeing enough of him, I looked around, the walls were snowy, and I thought he had dug a snow hole for me to hide.

Looking down, a snowbed must have been made for me by him.

There is a pot stove under the snow wall, steaming hot.

He gently patted the white fox on the back: "If you want to drink broth, let me go." ”

"You have to make sure you don't leave!" she said, her voice a little hoarse.

He nodded, and his little hand reluctantly left his neck.

A bowl of broth, fragrant in your hand.

The soup is salty, fresh in the mouth, and sweet in the stomach.

In ten days, the first full meal.

Her smile was sweeter than soup.

The meat and bones are so delicious, and the hands and mouths are all greasy.

When she was full of food and drink, he asked softly, "Why don't you look for me?"

Why?

This question stopped her, and she didn't know either.

All she knew was that she had to find him.

When I lowered my head, I realized that I was wearing a Mongolian robe from my youngest daughter's family.

Flaming robes, flaming boots.

It was him, it must have been him, who helped me change my clothes.

Wouldn't that be looked upon by him again?

Red clouds flew on his face, redder than a Mongolian robe.

She was secretly ashamed and didn't answer his question.

He didn't ask any more questions, and gently asked another question: "What's your name?"

"Me?"

He was stunned for a moment, and raised a smile: "White fox." ”

"No, no. He laughed and told her, "Since you can transform into a human form, you must have a name." ”

"Then you can get one for me. Her eyes brightened with anticipation.

Think about it and just listen to the destiny of heaven.

He pointed to the entrance of the cave and said to her, "When we go out of the snow cave together, the first thing we see will be your name." ”

She jumped off the snowbed, grabbed his big hand, and followed him out of the hole.

What a big moon!

Brighten up the snowfield, brighten up both sides.

"Your dojo is in the grassland, you must know Mongolian, what is the moon called in Mongolian?"

"Saren. ”