The alluring female Zhuge: forced to be a concubine

Chapter 283 Old Man, Snow Lotus, Little Wolf

She walked up to the old man, squatted down slowly, and saw a snow-white little snow wolf and a just-picked thousand-year-old snow lotus in his hands.

The reason why it is judged that the snow lotus plant is thousands of years old is because of the lavender light lingering on the snow lotus petals.It can be seen from this that that person must have passed out in the snow mountain to protect the snow lotus plant and the little snow wolf in his arms.

As for the reason why the snow wolf wandered around that man but couldn't bear to hurt him, most of it came from the little wolf.

Knowing the crux of the matter, Zhuo Zhifu immediately took the little wolf out of the man's arms, and by the way, treated the snow lotus with a special method, put it in a bottle and handed it over to the old man after he woke up.

After doing all this, Zhuo Zhifu ordered Luo Ling to fly into the air to see where there were caves or other places where he could take a rest, after all, it was getting late at this time.

After Luo Ling flew into the air and circled around, he found a cave by a cliff not far away, and the faint light of the fire indicated that there was someone there.

After getting the news, Zhuo Zhifu happily picked up the unconscious man on her back, handed the injured little wolf to the big snow wolf, and walked together to the cave where the fire was shining.

With Zhuo Zhifu's footsteps, even if it was a cave ten miles away, it would only take a stick of incense to arrive.As for animals like snow wolves that live in the snow, ten miles is just a walk.

Just when Zhuo Zhifu was brought outside the entrance of the cave, she heard a conversation coming from inside the cave.

"Brother, that old man is so lucky that he was able to pick a thousand-year-old snow lotus. If this is sold, he must make a fortune." A sharp voice said excitedly in the cave.

"Hmph, it's just an old man with better luck. So what if he picks it up? It won't take a day or two to return to Cold Forest City. I think that old man even finished his dry food. He may have starved to death this time." In which snowdrift." The urn-sounding voice said malicious words, and the sour tone was enough to prove how narrow-minded he was at this time.

"Weng Wen, shut up." The deep and thick voice sounded with a hint of anger.

(End of this chapter)