On the snow capped mountain top, fengchenglin, with both hands in his sleeve, stamped his feet coldly and looked at the end of the mountain road from time to time.
There was no trace of snow.
Don't talk about people. Even the bird's hair has not been seen.
"Why haven't you come yet?"
He glanced at the old man behind him and said anxiously, "the same head, are we on the right path?"
The old man had gray hair and a gray old linen cotton padded jacket. He was bright and bright. He was not anxious to grind an arrow on a stone.
"No mistake. I've been hunting here all my life, and I've been to sanjiaojian a few times. How could I go wrong?"
"Why hasn't the man arrived yet?" Fengchenglin anxiously looked at the sky: "it was said that it would meet here in the evening!"
Early this morning, he received a message from Ling Luoyu.
The letter lists a large number of objects, so that he must arrive here in the evening with things, and by the way, he asks Ling Chongding for an old hunter who has been to sanjiaojian.
Ting Tong is one of the few hunters in Ling family who came back from sanjiaojian alive.
For this reason, he was honored as Tongtou.
He calmly raised his head and took a look at the gray sky.
"It's not that they are late, but we are early!"
Feng Chenglin was a little subdued: "am I afraid of delaying her? If I had known this, I would have come later It's also good to cook and light more by the stove
Ting Tong's movement of sharpening the arrow suddenly went on, and he was alert to turn behind him.
"Someone's coming..."
It is still in the hunting area. If the Tian family finds out that there are outsiders, they may take the opportunity to make trouble and make a big fuss.
Feng Chenglin looked at the pavilion with a surprised look in his eyes: "OK, Tongtou, I just heard the news of my cultivation. You found it earlier than me!"
"I can't help it. I've been an old hunter all my life, so I'm left with this vigilance!"
Pavilion with crawling in the snow, low voice.
"I tell you, I can come back from sanjiaojian many times I don't rely on luck
Feng Chenglin is just about to let him share some experience, but he has already drawn the bow, and the arrow is aimed at the front.