Chapter Eighty-Eight: The Girl and the White Wolf
The snow stopped, and walking in the snow felt soft and rustling under my feet, which was the happy laughter of the snowflake fairies. The needles of the green pine in the forest are covered with thick white snow, like a white autumn chrysanthemum, the branches of deciduous trees are wrapped in snow, like a white jade carved tree, the weeping willow silver silk is fluttering, and the bushes have become white coral bushes.
A white horse came running briskly through the forest, and on horseback a beautiful little girl smiled happily, she looked to be thirteen or fourteen years old, dressed in a white robe, and with a small silver flower pinned to her long black hair, showing a different style.
This is a girl who can make people feel love and pity, her white skin is like a freshly shelled egg, and the small red lips are even more distinct from the white of her skin. smiled lightly, dimples loomed on his cheeks, especially the big eyes flashed as if he could speak, as cute as a fairy.
When the thirteen-year-old girl Ou Hanbing appeared in the forest, she didn't know that she would become a glacier demon girl who would make the whole people talk about the tiger in the future, because she was so cute now, the lovely Ou Hanbing jumped off the horse and walked on the soft snow, and she would not have thought that she would meet the snow demon snow wolf called by the arrow god Lan Lingxi.
She ran excitedly on the snow, leaving a series of bell-like laughter, she was the most famous handsome girl in the Shangri-La mountains, more beautiful than her mother Jiang Xueliu, although she was willing to run and play in the embrace of nature, rain and sun all day long, that is, drenched and not sunburned, her face was always white and clean, and her eyebrows and eyes were always clear and bright. When he laughs, his mouth is like a quiet crescent moon, and when he speaks, his voice is like a yellow warbler chirping.
She jumped and ran, her shawl hair undulating like waves, and the snowflakes felt her warmth, and they flew and fluttered, and danced around her.
Suddenly, there was a ** sound from inside a bush, this was a very painful sound, although this sound was not like a human voice, it was still heard by Ou Hanbing. The girl cautiously walked over, first she saw bright red blood on the snow, and then under a snowy slope, she saw the wounded snow wolf.
The snow wolf was lying on the snow, its body curled up, the snow wolf also saw the girl, its eyes suddenly became gentle, the black, pure eyes were not scared, but excited, it opened its mouth and screamed softly, and the snow-white hair on its body was shaking gently.
The girl squatted down, the girl's eyes moistened, and the girl whispered in a heavenly voice, "Snow wolf, are you hurt?"
The snow wolf seemed to understand her words, and slowly unfolded its body, and there was a wound on its lower abdomen, and its skin was turned out, and it was dripping with blood.
Lan Lingxi deserves to be called a sharpshooter, the first arrow he shot grazed through the belly of the snow wolf, tearing open its delicate skin, the snow wolf can no longer think about the pain, because the second and third arrows that want it to die have arrived, it endured the pain and jumped up, with the greatest strength in its life, its sharp teeth gathered all the burning energy, the arrow was broken under its bite, and then desperately ran towards the forest, fortunately the hunter did not catch up, so that it was able to escape.
But now it was exhausted, the blood was still flowing, and death threatened it at every moment.
The girl wiped away her tears, gently stroked it and said, "Snow wolf, can you still hold on, I want to take you back, I want to save you." ”
Snow Wolf nodded.
The girl was happy, carefully took the snow wolf in her arms, whistled in her mouth, and after a while, the white horse came running, and the white horse saw the snow wolf in the girl's arms, and did not have the slightest fear, it leaned over and kissed the white wolf gently, and the snow wolf also looked at it with gentle eyes.
The girl was even happier, and the girl said, "You are friends." The girl got on the horse, and the white horse galloped back.
The Shangri-La Mountains have a very beautiful place, nestled in the embrace of mountains, surrounded by green pines and clear rivers, and it has a nice name, "Xiangquan".
Xiangquan is formed by the geothermal spring that does not freeze all the year round, the area is not large, under the ice surface covered, a trickle is like a transparent crystal, it flows slowly with hot air, the grass is blooming on the shore, the flowers bloom, naturally form an oasis, the courtyard pavilion built by the river, the rockery landscape pavilion, under the golden sunshine, as if the lady in the small courtyard of the farmhouse is as beautiful as Chu Chu moving, beautiful like a fairyland on earth. When the wind and snow are raging, the grassland turns silvery white, and the people hiding in the yurt are still chanting "the desert is lonely, and the sun sets on the long river", it is a paradise of joy in the world.
Approaching the courtyard gate, you can see a plaque that reads "Plum Blossom Villa", the high courtyard wall blocks people's view, and the sound of light singing and dancing comes from inside to intoxicate you.