After walking for five days, the two finally arrived at the mountain range in the forbidden area. The place is desolate, and the roar of wild beasts can be heard anytime and anywhere. There are long gullies dragged by reptiles on the snow, which made Zhuang Xiaoyu's hair stand on end.
Flocks of crows were parked on the bare branches, their shrill cries one after another, making people feel panicked.
Zhuang Xiaoyu leaned against Qin Wuyan and tightly grabbed the hem of his clothes: "Ah Yan, I heard the howling of wild wolves."
"I heard that too, it's all right." Qin Wuyan comforted, "Wolves are afraid of fire, so let's just start the fire."
Zhuang Xiaoyu nodded, and helped to set up the firewood, ready to light the fire.
The barking of hounds came from the nearby dense forest, and all the crows that were resting on the branches "flyed up" all at once, blocking the light of the setting sun as if covering the sky and blocking the sun.
The sky was dark and dark.
Zhuang Xiaoyu's fingers holding the stick tightened: "The hunting dog is the hunting dog of the priest's mansion."
Qin Wuyan also stood up, looked in the direction of the hound, grabbed Zhuang Xiaoyu's wrist, and didn't even want anything on the ground, and said decisively: "Let's go!"
Zhuang Xiaoyu followed Qin Wuyan to another direction.
But when he ran to the top of the mountain, Zhuang Xiaoyu was dumbfounded.
The wolves were gathering there, seemingly waiting for them to throw themselves into the trap.
Zhuang Xiaoyu was so frightened that she trembled all over and covered her mouth, but she couldn't restrain her screams.
These wild wolves were all hungry and skinny. When they saw Qin Wuyan and Zhuang Xiaoyu, they seemed to have seen a delicious meal, and a dozen of them surrounded them one by one.
Zhuang Xiaoyu's legs were weak, and her body seemed to be nailed to the snow, unable to move anymore.
"Xiao Yu." Qin Wuyan hugged Zhuang Xiaoyu's waist, with the other hand clenched the guard's broadsword, and dragged her back: "Don't be afraid, with your husband here, nothing will happen to you, we will stick to it Hiding on the stone wall, you hide behind me, and I will deal with them."
Zhuang Xiaoyu finally had a reaction, her feet finally gained strength, and she staggered back after Qin Wuyan, her back resting on the cold raised mountain wall.
Qin Wuyan stood in front of her, and the wolves had already approached her.
Holding the long knife, Qin Wuyan watched the wild wolf that was rushing towards the two of them do not dodge or dodge. He split the wolf's head with one knife, and the wolf fell to the ground, twitched and struggled twice, and soon lost its breath. .
The guard's broadsword has been chopping firewood, meat, and bones in the past few days. The edge of the knife is already blunt, and it is impossible to kill so many wild wolves at the same time.
But Qin Wuyan was afraid that these wild wolves would hurt Zhuang Xiaoyu, so he slashed at the wolves' vital organs with a knife, and with all his strength, more than a dozen wild wolves were dead in front of him in no time.
Seeing this scene, the remaining three wild wolves retreated a little bit, and soon disappeared from Qin Wuyan's sight.
Qin Wuyan came back to his senses, and saw Zhuang Xiaoyu hugged himself into a ball and huddled on the ground, tightly wrapped in the tiger skin, shaking into a ball, his body was stained with the blood of wild wolves.
He had been on his way and didn't eat much. After the fight just now, Qin Wuyan had several wounds on his body, and he was a little exhausted.
He squatted down, threw the guard knife in his hand, and hugged the trembling Zhuang Xiaoyu: "Xiaoyu, don't be afraid, it's okay."
Zhuang Xiaoyu burst into tears, seeing the wounds on his chest, back and arms that were scratched and bitten by the wolf's sharp claws and teeth, and hugged him tightly: "Ah Yan, yes! I hurt you because I was too useless, because I was too selfish."