Chapter 219

It took a full three hours for the woman to give birth to her baby in silence. The baby began to breathe for the first time in the cold wind. When she inhaled, she made a cry like cry, breaking the constant repression of this tundra, while the wolf howling in the distance still did not stop.

The woman looks at the boy struggling in the cold winter frost, and the cold eyes finally show a satisfied smile.

She cut the umbilical cord with the long sword in her hand, then untied the leather armour and held the newborn, bloody child in her arms.

Women have been hungry for a long time, and they don't even have any milk to feed their children. The newborn seems to realize this, so they are silent.

The strong wind in the sky blows away the dark clouds, and the heavy snow for seven days finally stops for a while. Behind the clouds is a misty starry night, and the gorgeous aurora are colorful God curtains, which also float with the wind at night. Two huge moons are looming in the deep sky after the clouds and lights, one red and one white, which contain their great body It's stored in a place that can't be touched by ordinary people's eyes.

The woman peeped out of the pit and looked back at where she had come from. Her long golden hair covered with mud, plant debris and blood was flying like a flag in the wind.

The undulating mountains in the sky are majestic and fierce, the cold edge ridge and the soaring horn peak show their trace slightly in the thick fog of wind and snow, as if they can pierce people's arrogance through thousands of miles. These terrible and respectable natural terrain give women great encouragement and strength.

The Nords in the sky are familiar with snow and mountains. Their ancestors came from alamot, a terrifying land that can freeze human bone marrow.

Women enjoy the cold blizzard, as if bathed in the spring breeze and rain, at this time, the dark gradually shrouded in the end of the earth, there are flashing cyan light spots marching, these light spots are the eyes of wolves, these greedy predators chasing women's blood, quietly close.

The woman clenched the sword in her hand. The leather film on the handle of the sword was as hard as a piece of wood. She showed a cruel smile. The soldiers were never afraid of strong enemies. To her, these greedy guys were just sad prey for her.

The wolves in Tianji province are also not afraid of the cold. They slowly gather around. In the south, there are three or five wolves moving quietly, while in the East and West, there are one wolf howling one after another to hold women's attention.

Cunning beast.

The woman narrowed her eyes and looked carefully at the wolves in the south by the bright sky. Several gray shadows were moving silently on the gray tundra. They were ordinary wolves. However, it seemed that they didn't have a wolf king's command, and their movements were very loose. This discovery made the woman feel relieved quietly.

The wolves will not let her go. It is no doubt a disaster for an ethnic group to give up a big meal of human flesh at the end of winter.

For a woman, she won't give up these wolves either. What can they bring? Flesh and fur, women need food to supplement energy and material, in order to breast feed their children, and the boy also needs a warm skin for swaddling.

The wolf on both sides of the East and the west is still calling, while the wolf in the South has already run to the pit. The woman takes off her skin armor and wraps up the child. She only has an apron left. The umbilical cord is still falling and dangling between her legs. Her head is high and holding a long sword. The scattered starlight, the swaying aurora and the soft moonlight are shining behind her at this moment, like a brilliant drama open.

Three wolves stood in front of them, one at the back, and the other two at a distance. They stood on their sides and turned their heads, like a four legged bench, with their eyes shining back.

From silence to outbreak, the wolves used a moment, two legs to bite the woman, one jumped up and opened his mouth to the neck.

And the woman, a horizontal kick, kicks away the wolf in front of her two legs, raises her sword and stabs it into the wolf's mouth. After all, she is very tired and hungry. This time, she stabs the wolf's mouth, but her strength is not enough. The wolf bites the sword and shows her teeth. Although her eyes are strange, they are just as crazy.

The woman pours forward, pushes the sword forward, and rubs the steel against the fangs, as if sparks can hang on such a cold night.

At last the sword came out of the wolf's ribs.

It's dead, but it's still biting the sword.

The wolves on the East and west sides recoiled and began to rush.

The two that were kicked away had already been around the woman's back. One bit the woman's left leg, and the other was beaten back by the woman.

At this moment, the last wolf rushed to the woman, rushed over and waved its claws.

The woman roared like thunder.

The battle roar of the Nords was earth shaking, and the strong enemy was retreated. Wolves panic, even biting the woman's leg that a wolf also sobbed, let go.

The woman glanced at her bleeding calf, then stopped paying attention. She pulled out her sword and threw it into the trunk of a wolf in front of her. The rest of the Wolf fled without looking back.

The woman smiles. She used to kill the fallen wolf. Now she has two gains.

She tore the wolf's throat and drank hot blood. She felt the temperature and strength rolling in her stomach. Gradually, her whole body became hot and dry. She even sweated a little, even if she was soon blown into ice powder by the wind.Well, now that she can nurse her baby, she goes back to the pit and finds that her baby is gone.

The smile on her face disappeared.

Instead, she screamed in horror, like a ghost in the snow.

The footprints of the wolf extend all the way. The woman takes advantage of the snow and wind to catch up.

There are not only a few wolves in the pack, but also one who stealthily runs into the pit and takes the baby away when people are not prepared. Now he is separated from his companions and is planning to find a good place to eat by himself.

The baby was wrapped in the skin armor, which was held by the wolf's kiss. He was hanging a few centimeters from the ground and shaking gently. He opened his eyes and looked to the north. A little salty wind came from the cold sea of the dead, mixed with wolf's bad breath, which made him sick.

Lu Zhengkang is quite helpless. He is powerless to fight against such a situation.

As the incarnation of Bodhisattva's mind, he has no magical power or martial arts.

It's hard to live.

Lu Zhengkang sighs again. The only thing that makes him think is that he has a backstage. Bodhisattva gives him a little support.

There is a small pattern on the palm of his right palm, which is a storage space, but it has not been opened yet. In addition, there is a task panel in his mind.

The task panel is equivalent to an invisible notepad and memo. Lu Zhengkang can store the information he wants to record in the panel, so that even if he has 100 tasks on hand, he will not forget one of them - to some extent, it is the gospel of obsessive-compulsive disorder.

Lu Zhengkang stares at the projection of the task panel in front of him and records his first task.

"Escape from Shengtian: I was just born, and now I am taken away by a wolf. I will be eaten soon. I have to live. Task one: escape the wolf kiss. "

After finishing this, Lu Zhengkang felt a little sleepy. A hoarse roar came from afar. It was his mother.

My mother, help me!