After a while, a warm current returned to the whole body and disappeared into the blood and flesh of the meridians. Immediately, the pain all over the body disappeared and I felt extremely comfortable.
Although there was still no inner strength in his Dantian, Murong Fu faintly felt that his body seemed to have endless strength.
However, this place was not a place to stay for a long time. Murong Fu immediately jumped up and left from the mouth of the valley after his body recovered.
What Murong Fu didn't know was that not long after he left, a raised snowdrift not far away suddenly exploded with a "bang", revealing the figure of Dongfang Bubai.
Looking towards the mouth of the valley, Dongfang Bubai's expression changed. After a while, he finally sighed slightly and followed.
Murong Fu was walking in the mountains, and there was a vast expanse of white everywhere. It was difficult to distinguish the direction, so he had to walk wherever he could.
But after walking for half a day, Murong Fu's heart gradually sank, and he vaguely felt that he might be lost in the infinite snow-capped mountains of the Kunlun Mountains.
This is not what he is most worried about. He has never encountered even half a living creature along the way. In other words, even if he does not get lost, it will be very difficult for him to get out of the snow-capped mountains because there is no food.
, just drinking water will not last long.
After pondering for a long time, Murong Fu decided to restore his internal strength first. He immediately found a hidden place, dug a snow hole, closed his eyes and began to regulate his breathing.
In three days, Murong Fu recovered all his internal energy. For some reason, in this snowy mountain, the recovery of his internal energy was much slower than before. This was because his internal energy had reached the state of endless life, otherwise it would have taken ten days and a half.
Just fine.
With a slight wry smile, Murong Fu broke through the snow cave and jumped up. If it weren't for the many tattered cloth strips hanging on his body, he would have looked a bit like an immortal.
In a blink of an eye, more than a month passed. Murong Fu looked up at the sky, then at the snow-capped mountains in all directions, roughly judged the direction, and then started moving forward.
At this time, Murong Fu's hair was slightly disheveled, and his face had a weathered look, as if he had aged ten years suddenly. He was wrapped in a small animal skin, which just covered his key parts, and he looked very embarrassed.
This piece of animal skin was an unknown little beast he caught half a month ago. At first, he thought that if there was one, there must be a second one, so he ate it up without thinking about it, but later he searched
After searching the area for dozens of miles, he never saw any trace of wild animals, which made him annoyed for a long time.
Suddenly, Murong Fu paused, then showed a look of great joy on his face, moved slightly, and jumped in one direction.
Not long after, a beautiful fawn, about two feet tall and all white, appeared in front of me.
"It turned out to be a very rare snow deer!" Murong Fu looked a little shocked, and then sighed regretfully, "Although it is a pity, sir, who made me hungry for so long, so I have to give up to you!"
Murong Fu took a step forward with his left foot, and with a slight flicker of his body, he came to the little deer.
But the snow deer is also a very alert and nimble creature. As soon as it senses someone attacking, it makes a "swish" sound, spreads its legs, and runs away.
Snow deer are extremely fast, and because they are covered in crystal white snow, they appear to be transparent when running in the snow.
Fortunately, Murong Fu had excellent eyesight. After being stunned for a moment, he got up and chased after him.
I haven't tasted meat for more than ten days, and the taste is not pleasant.
Originally, it was extremely easy to deal with a deer with Murong Fu's Qinggong. However, the deer was very familiar with the terrain in this area. Whenever Murong Fu was about to catch up, it could always turn away and go elsewhere.
"Hmph, I just don't believe it. I will lose to you as a beast!" Murong Fu was furious, and he did not intend to use the Beiming Divine Skill or the Six Meridians Divine Sword to use his Qing Gong with all his strength to compete with it.
After two hours of chasing and escaping, neither one person nor the deer ran away. Murong Fu became more and more surprised. This deer is not big, but it has such physical strength?
At this moment, there was a "bang" sound, which seemed to be the sound of the machine being activated, and the body of the running snow deer suddenly disappeared from the ground.
Murong Fu was stunned for a moment, and then became furious. Someone actually wanted to intercept Hu? There was no way!
He immediately jumped into the air, and sure enough, there was a large hole about ten feet wide on the ground. Murong Fu did not hesitate to hold the falling snow deer in the hole.
Snow Deer's body floated up involuntarily and fell into Murong Fu's hands.
One person and one deer had just landed, and with a "chi" sound, a black feather arrow was shot from the woods not far away.
Murong Fu twisted his body and easily dodged away, looking steadily in the direction of Xiao Lin.
"Pu Chi, Pu Chi" a burst of chaotic footsteps sounded, and a group of people came towards them.
There were forty or fifty people in this group, all of them were strong and sturdy. Most of them were wearing black and white cotton-padded jacket robes with very loose cuffs. They all carried a long or short dagger on their waist, and carried a quiver on their back, full of feathers.
Arrows, holding a strong bow in hand.
"Who's Missing?" A middle-aged man with a full beard walked up to Murong Fu, looked at Murong Fu warily, and then asked.
It’s just that Murong Fu couldn’t understand what he said at all, so he spread his hands and smiled helplessly, “Is there anyone who understands the Central Plains dialect? If not, let’s just say goodbye!”
The middle-aged man couldn't understand Murong Fu's words. When he saw the slightest movement, he quickly put his hand on the hilt of the dagger at his waist.
Murong Fu immediately rolled his eyes and said, "Why are you nervous? If I want to kill you, I don't even have to do it!"
The middle-aged man seemed to realize that he was being too reckless, his face turned slightly red, he put down his hand, made a "wait" gesture to Murong Fu, then turned around and ran back to the small forest alone.
After about a cup of tea, a green horse galloped out of the forest, with a girl in a yellow shirt sitting on it.
Murong Fu took a closer look, and his eyes suddenly lit up. He saw that the girl was about eighteen or nineteen years old. She had a dagger on her waist, long braids hanging down her shoulders, a goose-yellow shirt, and a gold-embroidered cap with a long stick stuck on the side of the cap.
With its long emerald green feathers and green leather shoes, it exudes a sense of heroism and brilliance in its beauty.
The girl rode lightly, and in a few breaths she arrived in front of Murong Fu. She turned over slightly and stood on the ground. She saw the snow deer in Murong Fu's hand at a glance. She immediately beamed with joy and looked at the snow-covered mountain.
Under the reflection of the color, it is as delicate as a spring flower and as beautiful as the morning glow, which made Murong Fu a little crazy when he saw it.
The girl seemed to have just noticed Murong Fu's presence, and couldn't help but raise her head and look at Murong Fu, "Are you from the Central Plains?"
The voice is as clear and crisp as an oriole, and the chirping sound is very pleasant.
Murong Fu came back to his senses, straightened his face and said: "Yes, I am from the Central Plains, but I lost my footing and fell off the cliff in Kunlun Mountain. Although I was lucky enough to survive, I still got lost in this snowy mountain."
The girl nodded slightly, her face did not change at all, her eyes moved slightly, and she said crisply: "I have great use for this snow deer. I wonder if you can part with it. As a thank you, we can take you out of the snow mountain."
The corner of Murong Fu's mouth twitched slightly. This woman was really not simple. She wanted to poke his weak point with just one word.
If an ordinary person gets lost in the snow-capped mountains, the greatest benefit to him would naturally be to take him out of the snow-capped mountains. But Murong Fu is not an ordinary person. Now that he knows that there are people here, and with the inner strength of his outstanding Qinggong, why don't he still worry about not being able to get out?
What?
In comparison, Murong Fu had been hungry for more than ten days, and the value of a snow deer was much greater. He immediately shook his head and said, "Miss, I accept your kindness. This snow deer is also of great use to me, so I can't exchange it."
The girl was stunned for a moment, as if she had not expected that Murong Fu would refuse. You know, leaving aside her gratitude, no man in the world could bear to say such words of rejection just because of her stunningly beautiful face.
However, the girl is also a generous person. She was not angry. Instead, she smiled softly and said, "I don't know what the young master wants for this snow deer. If the young lady can satisfy the young master, I hope the young master will consider it."
"Why do these words sound weird..." Murong Fu looked at the woman in yellow clothes with a strange look, and said with a smile: "It's not a big deal, it's just that I haven't eaten meat for half a month, this snow deer
Just a great supplement.”
"You...you actually want to eat it!" The girl frowned slightly, saying with a bit of shock and a bit of anger.
"What? Aren't you going to eat it after you catch it?" Murong Fu raised his eyebrows, why are you angry if I eat my prey?
The girl seemed to realize that her reaction was a bit excessive, and bowed slightly, "Sorry, I didn't want to eat it, but I came to catch it for my sister."
Although he was apologizing, the implication was to remind Murong Fu: We have already set a trap here waiting for him, so don't push yourself too far.
After a pause, the girl continued: "If the young master is just for food, I can provide him with high-quality meat and take him out of the Snowy Mountains."
Murong Fu still shook his head and said with a bit of disdain: "Although I don't understand the value of snow deer, I also know that snow deer is rare and rare. In fact, ordinary meat can be compared. If you don't want to change it, don't change it, you can leave.
!”
After saying that, he waved his hands impatiently.
"Hu Silu!" The middle-aged man with a beard stepped forward, pointed at Murong Fu and shouted.
Although I couldn't understand what he meant, I could guess that it must be some kind of curse word without even thinking about it.
Murong Fu was not a good-tempered person to begin with, and after being trapped in a deserted snow-capped mountain for a month, he became extremely irritable. With a cold gleam in his eyes, he raised his leg and kicked him out.
With an "ah" sound, the middle-aged man immediately fell several feet away. With a "pop" sound, he vomited a large mouthful of blood, and then passed out.
"Swish, swish, swish!" Dozens of strong men hurriedly drew their bows and arrows, aiming at Murong Fu.
The girl in the yellow shirt was stunned for a moment before she came to her senses. She hurriedly waved her hand back, and everyone put down their bows and arrows.
A look of surprise flashed across the girl's face, "I didn't expect that the young master is still an expert with special skills. My people are ignorant and bumped into the young master. I hope you will forgive me."
"Okay, okay, I'm very hungry now and I don't have time to talk nonsense with you, so let's just say goodbye!" After Murong Fu finished speaking, he turned around and left. (To be continued)