Snowflakes are falling, and the branches are bent. In the empty forest, the sound of branches being bent can be heard from time to time. The boundless heavy snow and the boundless mountains seem to be the only two of them.

At some point, Yang Xiu took Wang Zhihuan's hand again and leaned to his side. Wang Zhihuan opened his hand, took him into his arms, and hugged him tightly.

At this time, no one felt cold, but felt the warmth flowing between their bodies. Wang Zhihuan picked up Yang Xiu and walked into the wooden shed.

The snow was falling, and the two of them were enjoying this time as if they were outside the world, enjoying each other, and they were very happy.

With only the last piece of venison left, Wang Zhihuan climbed out of the wooden shed and went hunting again.

The strange thing is that this day, after walking for several miles without seeing a big beast, I found someone approaching in the mountains. When I looked around, it turned out to be a member of the Flying Eagle Palace wearing the mark of the Flying Eagle.

Wang Zhihuan suddenly realized that this place must be not far from Daheishan. The Flying Eagle Palace was organizing members to search for the two of them.

When he thought of this, he suddenly felt anxious, and he didn't care about hunting. He quickly ran back to the wooden shed. The bonfire in front of the wooden shed was still burning. There was the last piece of venison lying on the snow with three big words written on it: I'm leaving.

Wang Zhihuan's vision went dark and he sat down on the snow!

His mind went blank and he couldn't think of anything. He only knew how to add firewood to the campfire until it got dark, and then he started to eat the piece of venison.

He recalled the first time he met Yang Xiu in the snow, the wild boar meat Yang Lang gave him, and the tenderness Yang Xiu showed to him in the dark night.

Why did she leave her? Why didn't she want to leave the Eagle Palace?!

Wang Zhihuan suddenly felt that he was so incompetent. He stood alone in the wind and snow, like a log.

He thought of Li Cuicui, his small courtyard, and Waniu City, which was boring but not lonely.

Two months after leaving Woniu City, he thought of Li Cuicui for the first time. Are they still safe? Will Feiying Palace bring harm to them?

Thinking of these, he felt full of guilt. He had never missed them seriously in two months.

It was time to return to Woniu City. He finally decided to meditate in the wind and snow. He wanted to find a big wormhole and return to Woniu City.

No more wood was added to the bonfire, and it gradually extinguished until the last spark was covered with snow.

He finally found a wormhole floating down the hillside. Passing by him, his Mingyue Sword suddenly unsheathed and stabbed out in the direction of Wo Niu City and his small yard!

***

"Didn't find him?" Lan Lianhua asked with a frown.

"We didn't find Yang Xiu alone," Lan Sha said.

"Does Yang Xiu know his name?" Lan Lianhua asked

"She only knows how to call her Brother Wang. She doesn't know anything else, and she doesn't want to say more." Lan Sha looked helpless.

Lan Lianhua looked at Yang Xiu's wooden shed from a distance and said: "The palace master is very interested in how they escaped mysteriously."

Lan Sha shook his head and said, "She doesn't want to say anything."

"Haha" Lan Lianhua sneered: "Could she die for love?"

Lan Sha said: "That's not true. At least she didn't go on a hunger strike. Apart from not wanting to talk much, other training and life are normal."

Lan Lianhua said: "Draw a few more copies of that person's portrait, and send flying pigeons to various places, so that members of the Flying Eagle Palace will pay attention to this person and report back immediately if there is any news about this person."
Chapter completed!