The moonlight was cold, a gust of cold wind blew, and silk clouds floated in, dimly blocking half of the moonlight. On Foquan Mountain, the trees piled up a thick layer of snow, and everywhere the wind passed by, some snow foam fell. The snow foam fell to the ground, hiding in the same place.
It is wrapped in white silver.
Zhenjin pulled the reins, raised his beautiful face slightly and looked towards the mountain. "Be safe, this mountain will definitely not be as peaceful as it appears." He turned over and dismounted, tightened the tight cotton robe with his hands, and then removed the long sword from
Take it off the horse and hold it in your hands.
Hassen gestured to the guards behind him, and they all dismounted and stood ready.
The mountain road after snow is not easy to walk, but fortunately there are usually not many people on this mountain. The weather is not bad today, and although the footprints of the little wolf are relatively shallow, there are still traces to follow.
Zhenjin pulled out the long sword, and the cold blade reflected the cold moonlight. His gentle face turned out to be rare seriousness, and his eyes were full of worry. Step by step, he followed the footprints of Little Silly Gray Wolf upwards.
As he walked, he gradually discovered that there were some traces of blood. If no one took action, then Xiaosi could not have been injured.
He stopped and looked around carefully. He had brought Hu Gechi to this place before, and the only place to hide nearby was a small cave. "Hasen, take someone to secretly go to the small cave in front to take a look. I'm afraid
There is an ambush there now."
Hasen nodded, and then called someone from the team to walk forward together. This kind of thing should not have happened today, but it happened that Hu Gechi's follower Wu Enqi's Eji was ill, so he left the house early in the morning.
If Wu Enqi follows him, there will definitely be no problem.
Cautiously, I approached the small cave step by step, and saw a pile of fire in the distance. Several people sat around each other, holding game meat in their hands and roasting it on the fire. Foquan Mountain is not far from Kaiping, but now
There shouldn't be many people in the winter. This is not like a relatively large mountain range, where hunters hunt frequently, and the flow of people is naturally more than on the hillside here. The sudden appearance of so many people really doesn't make anyone suspicious.
"Do you think the two children inside will freeze to death immediately?" said one of the people warming themselves by the fire.
"It's almost time. If there is no response after a while, he will be dead." Another person said, bringing the game in his hand to his mouth and taking a bite.
Hasen's eyes lit up slightly in the darkness, and he was indeed here. He turned his head and winked at the guard who came with him, and the guard nodded understandingly and left quietly.
The wind began to get a little stronger, and there would always be ghostly cries in the cave. Arnold leaned on Hu Gechi's shoulder, and his fingers felt like they were almost frozen off. "Hu Gechi, real gold is fast.
Come on!"
"It should be coming soon." Hu Gechi stretched out his hand, put her fingers to his mouth and blew a breath of hot air. "If you hold on for a little longer, you will be rescued soon."
"But, I feel very sleepy, very sleepy..."
Not far outside the cave, Zhenjin's face was covered with frost, and his dark brown eyes were filled with flames of destruction. "Leave no one alive, kill..."
Hassen bent his hand on his chest and said, "Yes." Then the guards quickly lurked around and tightly surrounded the few people in the middle. Hassen pulled out the scimitar from his waist and rushed over with an angry shout.
The moon peeked out from behind the silk clouds, and its silver light illuminated the red slush. Killing and bloodshed were taking place outside the small cave in Foquan Mountain. The wind was still blowing, and the snow foam was still flying...