Back to the Snow

Chapter 4 Snow Encounter 1
The sky is blue and transparent, with big clouds flowing slowly, pure and spotless.

Under the blue sky and white clouds, there is an endless expanse of snow-white.

In the white snow, a group of men and horses, chasing after each other, shoot feather arrows in their hands towards the prey running in the distance.

Suddenly, the young man in yellow reined in his horse, turned his head, and chased after a rare silver fox.

A snow-white silver fox is very rare.

What's even more rare is at the foot of this snowy mountain.

Isn't this a good birthday gift?
With a flash of inspiration, the corner of the young man's mouth was full of smiles.

Clamp the horse's belly and chase even tighter.

Take the arrow to the bow.

Yu Jian followed the silver fox.

As everyone knows, Yu Jian also followed him.

Another miss!

The silver fox ran nimbly, and missed a few arrows.

He shook his head and sighed, and the sigh turned into a cloud of white air and escaped from his mouth.

Suddenly, there was a stabbing pain behind him.

Looking at the pain, an arrow was stuck in his left shoulder!

The sudden pain distracted him and startled the horse.

After galloping for a few steps, the horse finally threw him to the ground.

fell to the ground.

I am secretly glad that the thick snow has reduced the hardness of the ground, so it will not be miserable.

Looking back at the blood that slid down the left shoulder, it was bright red and attractive.It dripped on the snow and melted into pits.

I finally know why Baixue Hanmei is a beautiful scenery.

Sure enough, the red and white color combination looks the best.

Thinking wildly like self-deprecating, distracting the pain in his lower shoulder.

Looking up and looking around, there is a vast expanse of snow all around, and there is no one inhabited.

After all, this silver fox is spiritual, leading him to such a situation, there is nowhere to escape.

The breath from Kazakhstan turned into white smoke, which was fleeting.

The sweat from the previous exercise has cooled down, and the wind blowing in is even more piercing.The body also gradually felt a little cold.

Could it be that he just died here?
How many people should rejoice if they die?

How many people who are usually dedicated to him will shed tears for him?
Unconsciously, he looked up to the sky and smiled.

Hahahahaha...

From a distance, I saw a cloud of snow slowly moving here.

Getting closer, Fang could clearly see that it was a person.

(End of this chapter)