Since the iron-hoofed leopard appeared in Fengyuan County once, it has never appeared again, although two months have passed, but the entire county is still shrouded in a sad atmosphere. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

The leopard attack caused numerous casualties, and people were in grief all the time, which also caused the merchants to have a hard time doing business. On the contrary, Qiujia Winery is particularly popular, and its sales have doubled and doubled.

People buy alcohol and drink heavily, all this is just that they are drunk and dreaming of death, living half-drunk, unwilling to face reality.

There was a light snow outside, and after late autumn, it was early winter. The weather is getting colder and colder, and the pedestrians on the street are wearing thick clothes.

Qiu Yunqing has made the winery bigger, and he now lets Lao Wang run it alone, and he is inquiring about the news about the former opponents of the Qiu family winery, and what are the potential opponents.

Qiu Yun inquired for more than a month and learned something. With the sudden disappearance of the Qiu family overnight four years ago, those hostile businesses also withdrew from Fengyuan County overnight, and they are still missing. This made it more difficult for Qiu Yunqing to find the enemy.

The snow covered the fallen leaves, leaving the footprints of pedestrians.

Qiu Yun walked down the street with a flask hanging from his waist, went to the blacksmith shop and bought a pair of bows and arrows, and then came to the city gate, where he saw that the walls were covered with a thin layer of snow.

The inside and outside of the city are covered in silver, which is even more desolate and picturesque.

The guards in front of the gate held out in all seasons, and the two large aspen trees in front of the gate were also covered with snow. Qiu Yunqing walked out of the city gate and walked alone towards the mountain in the distance.

When he was a child, every winter, Qiu Yun always followed his father up the mountain to hunt, and his father told him that a man should be able to hunt and compete with jackals, tigers and leopards, and that was the real man. But Qiu Yunqing was timid when he was a child, and he only dared to hide and watch his father hunt at that time. Later, his family was ruined, he was taken in by Wuzhen Zhenren, and followed my two uncles to hunt, at that time he overcame the fear in his heart, vowed to be a man, and learned to hunt.

This time, his father and uncle were not by his side, and it was the first time he had come to the mountains alone to hunt.

The faint sunlight shines obliquely on the ground through the dense branches, and countless withered yellow leaves refract the light, making the originally gloomy jungle shrouded in a layer of misty light.

The snowflakes were scattering, and in the faint sense, a figure crouched on a large tree, staring at the ground in front of him.

In the quiet woods, a rare adult silver fox is leisurely moving around.

Suddenly, a sky-shattering roar came, and a sharp arrow pierced through the sky, piercing the chest of the adult silver fox in one fell swoop, and with a desolate scream, it echoed in the forest.

The figure in the forest flashed, Qiu Yun held the longbow lightly, and smiled happily: "I've been here for so long, and I'm finally waiting for you." Haha, this silver fur is so beautiful, go back and make a dress for Lori. After speaking, he mentioned the silver fox and walked towards the forest without care.

For more than two months, Qiu Yunqing would meditate once a day, and now his cultivation has also reached the realm of the Second Heaven. He is also much more sensitive to his surroundings, and no wind or grass can escape his eyes.

It's just that although he has reached the realm of the double heaven, he still doesn't know any spells. Lori's so-called girl's cute fist is not a spell, it is entirely because of the little girl's strength that she can burst out with the corresponding power.

Therefore, Qiu Yunqing was going to go back to the Cuiyun Immortal Residence in the past few days, asking the master to teach him some spells suitable for his cultivation.

At this time, Qiu Yunqing had just walked down the mountain, and the snow was getting heavier and heavier, so he quickened his pace.

Just as he was speeding up, he suddenly felt something approaching behind him. He jerked his head back, not noticing anything, but he knew he couldn't be wrong with his feelings.

He placed the fox in his hand on the snow, took out his bow and arrows, and looked around cautiously. Suddenly, a chaotic sound of footsteps came from the forest in front of him, and soon a group of snow-white foxes rushed in front of Qiu Yunqing.

Qiu Yun said softly, no, these foxes are here to take revenge on themselves.

There were about thirty or forty foxes in this group, all of them white foxes, and they all raised their heads and roared loudly at this moment, as if they were declaring war on Qiu Yunqing.

"It seems that the time has come to kill sin today. Qiu Yun sighed softly, raised his bow and arrows, and prepared to shoot. The arrow had already been wound, and just as Qiu Yun was about to let go, a white figure suddenly ran out of the woods and shouted, "Don't!"

Qiu Yunqing quickly put away his bow and arrows, and looked at the person who came running, it was a girl dressed in white, this girl was about eighteen or nineteen years old, with a round goose egg face, black eyes, red cheeks, fair skin, and a lively atmosphere around her body, but her eyes were covered with a layer of mist at the moment, and she looked sad, which was pitiful.

Qiu Yun looked at the girl lightly and said lightly, "You are a fox demon?"

"I'm not a fox demon, I was raised by this group of foxes, don't hurt them, okay?" The girl knelt directly on the ground and pleaded with Qiu Yunqing.

Qiu Yun was at a loss for a moment, looking at the girl and a group of foxes in front of him, as well as the silver fox hunted by himself beside him, a deep sense of guilt arose from the bottom of his heart.

"Get up, I am the one who killed the evil today, and you can bring back the corpse of this fox." Qiu Yun gently helped the girl up and said apologetically.

The girl excitedly picked up the body of the silver fox, tears overflowed, and she fell into the snow and became frosty.

"Mother, I'll take you home. The girl took the body of the silver fox and turned and walked into the woods, and the foxes followed the girl back into the woods with a wail.

Looking at the scene in front of him, Qiu Yunqing's heart was also stung. He pondered, what is the difference between the fact that he shot the fox today and the group of beasts that devoured humans alive?

Thinking of this, the guilt grew deeper and deeper, making him depressed and having nowhere to vent.

So Qiu Yun picked up the wine jug and poured it violently, looking up at the pale sky, the snow was falling, and the sky was freezing.

"Snow fox, in my hand, wine in the pot, into my mouth!" Qiu Yun roared lightly, and the true qi of his whole body exploded, wandering in the meridians in his body.

With compassion, he rose to the wind, replaced his sword with his bow, and wielded it wantonly, smashing the flying snow.

In his eyes, there was no snow at this moment, no heaven and earth, only the hands that were wantonly waving with fox blood. He threw his bow away in anger, his hands wrestling, and his arms waving. As his emotions erupted, his true qi also gushed out, erupting into stronger and stronger fluctuations of true qi, forming a powerful invisible qi wave, shaking the surrounding snow from the sky and the ground, shattering the hard ice and soil on the ground.

This time, Qiu Yun lightly realized this set of moves, and he named this set of moves for himself as the Snow Fox.