The seven warriors from the Golden Tent Royal Court picked up their scimitars one after another. The attire of the snowstorm visitor not far away looked like he was not from the Prairie Royal Court, but more like a person from the Great Xia Dynasty, like what was recorded in the parchment.

The knights of Daxia Jianghu.

Now, at this special opportunity, as a member of the Prairie Royal Court, when meeting someone from the Great Xia Dynasty, unless there is an agreement in advance, the only choice is to draw a sword and fight against them.

Seven warriors from the Prairie Golden Tent Royal Court mounted their horses one after another, bent their bows and arrows or charged with swords, and howled to kill the people of Daxia not far away.

The momentum is there, but the life is gone the next moment.

I saw a man with a gentle smile sitting on the back of a maroon horse, gently raising his hand to them, and the surrounding wind and snow suddenly rushed towards them, overwhelming them.

In the blink of an eye, the sound of rushing and killing was buried by the wind and snow, and only seven ice sculptures remained in an offensive posture. Then the ice sculptures exploded and shattered into blood-red ice slag, scattering all over the ground.

The big maroon horse carried the man and ran to the dying girl. The man turned over and dismounted, bent down and gently felt the girl's breath with his hand, then took the girl with his big hand and put her on the horse.

He held the horse's reins and looked around in the vast snow, seemingly looking for a direction. Then he walked toward the northeast and gradually disappeared into the wind and snow.

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A hill on the ice sheet, in a cave.

The firewood burned and crackled.

The firelight illuminated the entire cave, and the wind and snow roared outside the cave.

Snow Wolf Xiaobai was lying at the entrance of the cave, beside him was a maroon horse kneeling on the ground with four hooves. Its gray and black eyes reflected the man who was checking the girl's injuries.

When it woke up, it found itself lying on the horse's back, and its master, the princess of the Jade Chamber Royal Court, also lying on the horse's back.

The person leading the horse was a man wearing a black robe and a bamboo hat. Although it was a wolf, it was obvious that this man must be extremely handsome among human males.

In particular, the man had a gentle demeanor that was extremely rare in the grassland royal court, which made him unable to help but feel close to him.

It and the girl were saved. It seemed that it was correct to feel the guidance of the Wolf God.

It was saved by men, who removed the arrows, sprinkled healing elixirs on it, and wrapped it in bandages.

It could feel that it was recovering very quickly, and couldn't help but marvel at the man's superb medical skills, which seemed to be much better than those of the doctors from the Prairie Royal Court.

It whined and said thanks, but the man just touched its head with gentle movements and said softly: "You're welcome."

It widened its gray and black eyes. Why could the man understand what it said?

But soon, it received a look of disdain from the big maroon horse next to the man.

Its body is two times bigger than its strong snow wolf, and it makes a sound of ah ah ah, as if sarcastically:

"You are stupid, my master is not an ordinary person."

As a descendant of the wolf god, it is as intelligent as a demon. It naturally knows that men are not simple. It can wave its hands and borrow the power of the wind and snow between heaven and earth to instantly kill the warriors of the Golden Tent. It has never seen such characters on the grassland.

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Now, it lies down at the entrance of the cave, guarding against the wind and snow, its eyes always watching the man and girl who are recovering from their injuries in the cave.

As for the big maroon horse that insisted on coming close to him and brayed like a donkey from time to time, it ignored it and didn't take it to heart at all.

Although they are all beasts, it is a noble snow wolf and has its own name, Xiaobai. Does this horse have its own name?

"Xiaohong, come here."

The man who was checking the girl's injuries frowned and gave instructions in a deep voice.

The big maroon horse next to Xiao Bai stood up and walked towards the man. He spiritually put the medicine box hanging on the left side of his body close to the man's armor.

Snow Wolf Xiaobai's gray-black eyes widened, Xiaohong? The maroon horse's name is Xiaohong?
Chapter completed!