Seeing that Yan Xiaomo had been standing there for a long time and not leaving, Long Ao couldn't help but urge, "Why aren't you leaving?
Just get down from here."
"Wait a minute, let me read a poem."
He looked back at Long Ao and said something silently.
""If he doesn't save people, Han Xin will die.
Long Ao muttered in his heart.
"The scenery of the North is thousands of miles covered with ice and snow."
Yan Xiaomo said with emotion and stopped at this point.
"Good poem, good poem, are there any more below?"
Long Ao couldn't help but praise, it is indeed a good poem, and it is very suitable for the occasion.
Yan Xiaomo thought about it seriously, but she really couldn't remember the rest.
"No, I've almost forgotten the rest." "" "By the way, do you have any wooden boards or something like that?"
Yan Xiaomo looked at the thick snowflakes under her feet.
How long would it take to walk like this step by step?
"What do you want the wooden board for?"
Long Ao asked in confusion.
"Just asking if you have any, I want to cause trouble."
Long Ao hesitated for a moment, then immediately used magic to turn Yan Xiaomo into a wooden board.
As long as there are wooden boards, it will be easy, and Yan Xiaomo doesn't have to worry about the rest.
Long Ao looked at Yan Xiaomo curiously, wondering what Yan Xiaomo was going to do with the wooden board.
Yan Xiaomo placed the board on the snow in front of him, then jumped onto the board with a light leap.
In the blink of an eye, Yan Xiaomo had already slid away with his board, and the speed made Long Ao stunned.
"It's interesting."
Long Ao watched the figure getting further and further away with a hint of interest in his eyes.
Yan Xiaomo arrived at the foot of the mountain.
Below was a canyon.
Thick snow covered the original appearance of the road, and the wooden planks under his feet had turned into a black feather.
There were many messy footprints on the snow, which looked like human footprints, varying in depth, some large and some small.
There is a cave about three hundred meters ahead.
Long Ao said that Han Xin was locked in that cave.
Yan Xiaomo raised her legs and walked towards the hole, but Yan Xiaomo stopped about fifty meters away from the hole.
Because there were people guarding the cave entrance, one on the left and one on the right, they looked like they were the werewolves of the Snow Wolf clan described by Long Ao.
It is visually estimated that those werewolves are nearly two meters tall, and each of them looks strong and strong.
It is no wonder that they can become the overlord of the wilderness.
Who dares to challenge such a werewolf?
Yan Xiaomo was watching intently and didn't notice what was behind her at all.
"What are you looking at?"
Suddenly, a boy's voice came from behind him, with a hint of curiosity in his voice.
Yan Xiaomo turned her head reflexively, looked at the enlarged handsome face behind her, choked the person behind her, and covered the person's mouth tightly with her other hand.
"Shh, don't talk, you will expose me."
Yan Xiaomo looked back nervously.
The two werewolves didn't seem to see her, and then she slowly breathed a sigh of relief.
"Miss, your hands smell so good."
The boy stared at Yan Xiaomo's hand with a meaningful smile on his face.
Yan Xiaomo stared at the boy in front of him warily.
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He looked about fifteen or sixteen years old, with long black hair, blue eyes, a tall nose, and a curved mouth.
"Who are you?"
Yan Xiaomo asked.
This person was wearing very little clothing and his arms were exposed.
He was probably not human.
"My name is Mu Ya, I am the young master of the werewolf, who are you?"
Mu Ya stared at Yan Xiaomo, he had never seen such a beautiful young lady in the wild land oshow7: