The Seventeenth Medieval Castle
"Hey! Is there anyone who treats beautiful women like this? Humph! If it were Tiantian sister, you would definitely not treat her like this, right? You would rather hold them onto the kang, right?" Lan Caidie kept chattering and jealous. Visit:.
"Don't talk nonsense, go quickly!" The wolves behind them had already seen their purpose. They were running from all directions. Wushuang pulled up the two of them and ran into the snow-capped mountains to the east.
This is the only remaining physical strength of the three people. If there is no offensive or hiding place to rely on in the snow-capped mountains, the consequences can be imagined.
They were exhausted, and the mountain pass was right in front of them, but the snow-capped wolf pack behind them was close at hand. The wolves in front were only a few meters away from the last one, and they could tear him alive when they rushed up.
"Kill them!" Wushuang shouted loudly, turned around, rushed up with a dagger in his hand. At the same time, Na Xiu also sensed the crisis behind him. His wrist trembled, and countless metal silver wires suddenly shot out of his cuffs. The metal silver wires were extremely fast and shot out like a sword rain without any warning.
The wolves thought the three of them had surrendered, but they didn't expect that they would have to lose to death, so they didn't give them time to hide. The silver threads in their sleeves had penetrated their heads and immediately four or five were killed on the spot. Wushuang was also fighting a strong gray wolf. The gray wolf was almost 1.5 meters long and weighed similar to a human. It pressed Wushuang to the ground, pressed Wushuang's chest with two front paws, and opened his bloody mouth and was about to bite.
Wushuang kicked it into the stomach and kicked it out of him. Then he made a carp and rushed forward, stabbed it into the stomach of the gray wolf with a knife. Blood gushed out, sticky, and a hot scarlet splashed on his face.
"Hu...hu...hu...hu..." Wushuang gasped heavily, he really had no strength.
"Let's go! Come into the mountain!" He called the two of them to head into the deep and dark snow-capped mountains.
After the wolves behind them caught up, they did not rush into the snow-capped mountains as soon as possible, but instead competed for each other's corpses, which also bought them a lot of time.
There are white areas everywhere in the snowy mountains, and there is no cover to be blocked. Fortunately, there are many towering ancient cypresses in the snowy mountains, so they can climb up to relieve the excessive loss of physical energy first.
"My master, I'll take you up, let's take a break first." Lan Caidie said.
"Don't worry, those guys have not caught up yet. Let's walk forward and see that this valley should lead directly to the heart of the snow-capped mountains. This road is not natural, maybe there are people inside."
The three of them walked along the mountain road and walked towards the depths of the snow-capped mountains. They were not locals, and no one knew where the blood god's hinterland was, and no one knew whether there was any danger here. What would be waiting for them? Will it be the more terrible danger that the wolves could have?
The valley is deep and quiet, and the snow is still flying all over the sky, as if it will never stop. The valley is full of towering vegetation that cannot be called, and some even have green leaves hanging. This is Siberian spruce, and only it can adapt to this extremely cold weather.
Gradually, the shrill howls of wolves have gone away. They have already thrown the wolves away, or the ferocious snow-mounted wolf has not entered the snow-mounted entrance with them at all.
"My master, they didn't come with me, let's take a break." Caidie finally relaxed her tense nerves, and sat down in the snow and lay down with her back on her feet, without any 'female' attitude.
At this time, Heizi's cry came not far ahead, and Heizi's cry was divided into many kinds. Only that can we understand the meaning of it. Heizi kept walking in front of everyone to explore the way for them. It stood on a branch of a tree and meowed, as if reminding the owner something.
"What's wrong with it?" Wushuang asked that.
"Heizi is reminding us that there is something in front of us, but it may not be dangerous." Na Xiu said.
Looking in the direction of the black cat's meow, the dark clouds above our heads dissipated, and the bright moonlight shone again, but the boundless snow had not stopped yet. Because the snow was not falling in the clouds at all, but the heavy snow in the mountains that had been accumulated for a long time was swept by the strong wind.
A house appeared on the hillside of the snow-capped mountain. The house is quite large and it is still a small third floor. It looks like a small castle in the Middle Ages in Europe. However, it is pitch black and there is no light, and it exudes endless death. Of course, they have no hope that someone will entertain them in the wilderness. If someone lives in this "yin" snow-capped mountain for generations and accompanying wolves, that is the most terrifying thing.
"It seems that we are lucky and can spend the night here temporarily tonight." Na Xiu said.
Although Wushuang was worried about his master's comfort and was anxious to rescue Ma Ya, the three of them had deviated from the direction of their destination, and the group of hungry wolves were waiting for them to come out at the mountain pass. Even if they were anxious, they would not die. The current plan was to rest in this small castle for a night. After the sunrise, the three of them had enough physical strength to fill up and then go back on their way.
From a Feng Shui perspective, the building location of this castle is not excellent. It is even built in the snow-capped mountains, blocking the wind entering the mountain and blocking the dragon veins of the snow-capped mountains. However, Westerners should not believe in Feng Shui.
In front of the castle are fences covered with rust. On every few fences, an iron statue of an ugly crow with a hideous face appears, adding a mysterious and weird color to the castle.
The three of them approached the medieval castle. The large "gate" of the castle is pure wood, about three meters high, and the left and right sides are tightly tied together without locking. There are two lion-headed "gate" heads hanging outside. This is a unique style of medieval European architecture. Because it is too close to the east, the "gate" head is also passed down here. However, Chinese people like to use the style of pepper pictures. The pepper pictures are one of the nine sons of the Dragon King. The shape is a bit like a clam or snail, and the purpose is to close the doors. Westerners like to use lions, and the ferocious lions represent the right to be precious.
That Xiu was so tired that he didn't have the heart to think so much now. He reached out and wanted to push the door, but was stopped by Wushuang.
Wushuang leaned closer and tilted his ears to the "gate" and listened. The castle was quiet and there was no sound. Maybe he was suspicious, and he always felt that the appearance of this castle was too strange. Even thousands of years ago, the Siberian region was not a densely populated place, and there would never be a place where Eastern European nobles established residences on the eve of this eve. However, the style of this castle was definitely not something ordinary herders could afford. Even if Germans from Eastern or Northern Europe had immigrated in Siberia at that time, the Great Liao Kingdom would not be allowed to build such a symbolic castle. However, Wushuang was not easy to judge the age of this castle, after all, he did not know much about the history of Eastern Europeans.
Chapter completed!