The snow is constantly falling, like pieces of goose feathers, fluttering and fluttering, and the colorful world has become a fairy tale kingdom made of pink and jade. This is the first snow in the north, and although it is not as strong as the waves, every snowflake is white and light, and the weight of the light is not felt. Each piece is clear, clear enough to see its face.

So, the whole forest and the river were covered by the crystal of winter, the cold wind was like the majestic and bold northern man, thousands of pairs of iron fists beat the war drums, countless pairs of big feet stepped on the earth and trembled, sometimes low, like a tiger roaring, sometimes screaming, setting off the overwhelming snow foam, circling on the earth, pounced on the forest, pounced on the hillside, pounced on the river, pounced on every corner.

Suddenly there was a rapid sound of horses' hooves on the snowfield, followed by the sound of people, the horse bell rang, a team of fierce Tibetans rode horses all the way galloping, in front of them was a panicked wild animal, it was a group of Tibetan wild asses, they were gray-brown, four lower legs were white, elastic four hooves were galloping, there were red deer inside, raising four hooves and running forward, but they were not as fast as a bow and arrow, a red deer screamed and fell, and the rest panicked and separated.

The hunter shouted loudly with joy, and the horses flew like flies, and the sword flashed and shadowed.

Suddenly, a snow-white wolf cub was startled, it looked around, the sound of horses' hooves, snowflakes splashing, the danger was approaching, it jumped out of the hiding place and ran desperately, and was soon discovered by the hunter, a girl's voice screamed: "Snow wolf, snow wolf, what a beautiful snow wolf, catch it, catch it." ”

The snow wolf turned a corner and threw off the horse team and ran towards the forest, and the horse team caught up again, and the hunters were bound to win, and the snow wolf flew like a fly, and the snow wolf circled with them, getting closer and closer to the forest.

A tall and strong young man took the lead, the huge bow in his hand was tightened, the arrow was on the string, aimed at the snow wolf, and the girl exclaimed: "Brother, don't shoot arrows, catch them alive." ”

The man also turned around and roared: "When did my arrow god Lan Lingxi let go of the prey that he was going to get, go and die." ”

The arrow shot out, as fast as lightning, and in the blink of an eye, it approached the snow wolf, and the arrow was aimed at its throat, ready to kill it with one arrow.

The snow wolf leaped to its feet, its snow-white body arcing, and arrows flew past its belly.

When the second arrow arrived, the snow wolf turned around and rolled in the snow, and the arrow plunged into the snow beside him, and the arrow feathers shook.

The third straight arrow came quickly, and everyone knew that no one could dodge the three consecutive shots of the arrow god Lan Lingxi, and the farthest could shoot 300 steps, and the arrow was still lethal. The man and the wolf were only 200 paces away in a straight line, dodging the first two arrows, and no one would believe that the snow wolf would dodge the third arrow.

Seeing that the snow was about to be stained with blood, the girl covered her eyes and couldn't bear to look at it.

The snow wolf's body suddenly leaped up, facing the speeding arrow, it opened its mouth, twisted its head, the arrow passed, and the arrow body was bitten in its mouth, only to hear a "click", the arrow broke into two pieces and fell to the ground. The snow wolf howled, ran towards the forest as fast as lightning, and disappeared in an instant.

Attentive people will notice that a few drops of bright red blood were sprinkled on the snow where the snow wolf passed.

Lan Lingxi was stunned, not only him, but all the hunters around him were stunned, and the incredible qiē in front of them made them stunned, it was just a wolf, to be precise, an underage young wolf, who completely avoided the serial arrows of the arrow god Lan Lingxi, and bit off the arrow he was proud of and threw it on the snow, which was a great shame for a divine archer.

Lan Lingxi looked at the forest in a daze, but the girl rode over, looked at him and scolded viciously: "Brother, you are not human, I was obviously shouting not to hurt it just now, why do you still have to kill it." ”

Lan Lingxi's face sank and he said loudly: "Lan Mei, you are too presumptuous, how can you talk to your brother, besides, the snow wolf is not dead, it ran away, do you know if it ran away." ”

"It's the spirit of the snowfield, it's my favorite animal, and if it wasn't for the quick way to hide, it would have died under your arrows. "The girl is not afraid at all.

"What elf, I think it's a snow demon, Lanmei, it's not your pet, stop messing around. ”

"Brother, you usually boast that you are the first magic arrow of the grassland, I think it's just like that, the chain of arrows can't kill a young wolf, it's just a vain name, I feel ashamed of you. The girl sneered.

Lan Lingxi's face turned red with anger, and he was furious: "Lan Mei, you are just my half-sister, I can recognize you or not, come here, drive her out of the hunting team for me, and send her back." ”

The girl stubbornly looked up: "You dare." ”

Lan Lingxi sneered: "I don't dare to send Miss back." ”

The two hunters ran over and said to Lan Mei respectfully: "Miss, you know the temper of the master, don't embarrass me." ”

The girl twisted her head, turned the horse's head, and said, "Let's go, what's the big deal." After saying that, he raised his whip and urged the horse to run back.

Lan Lingxi shook his head and shouted from behind: "Lan Mei, I'll send it to you when I catch the snow wolf." ”

"Not uncommon. Her crisp echo was heard.