The only way

Chapter 266 The Fairy on the Snow Mountain
"Brother Ge Luo, there is a person in front!"

The wind howled, and in the eye of the storm that was as sharp as a knife, a team of more than [-] people walked cautiously. The old man sitting on the camel held the jade box in his hand, emitting a faint aura, the soft light wrapped Watching this group of people blocked the wind and yellow sand all over the sky for them.

At this time, a burly man who was walking ahead to explore the way turned his head and shouted at the two-meter-high animal skin man behind him.

The voice was filled with deep surprise and vigilance.

The bushy eyebrows of the two-meter-tall man named Ge Luo frowned fiercely, and a trace of sympathy flashed in his eyes. In this eye of the storm, if there is no Gesang God Flower, or if there is no such a heavenly cultivation , I'm afraid it will be difficult to survive.

Almost subconsciously, Gero decided that the figure mentioned by the tribe should be a dead person.

"Is it a dead person? If yes, don't worry about it. I don't know how many people have died in the eye of the storm. Just go around." Gro also felt sorry for these people who died in the eye of the storm, but he was The warriors of the tribe, the warriors of the tribe, are the leaders of the tribe here, and he does not want to have side effects.

Unless you accidentally enter the eye of the storm, if you enter the eye of the storm on your own initiative without preparation, there may be some problems.

After listening to Ge Luo's words, no one in the team made a sound, and silently turned in one direction, trying to go around.

Just as the group of people walked around the figure at a distance, the priest who had been keeping his eyes closed suddenly opened his eyes, his eyes were full of light, and looked at the bloody road not far away, lying on the ground. Motionless figures.

"That person is still alive."

An old voice suddenly sounded, and as soon as this sentence came out, everyone's footsteps stopped.

Even Gero stopped, he had already seen the figure, covered in blood, motionless, probably dead.

If it is a dead person, he can feel at ease if he refuses to save him.

However, if it is a living person, it will be different.

Although their Chishui tribe is not a benevolent tribe, it is also a friendly tribe.

Before Ge Luo hesitated, the old priest had already got off the camel and landed on the ground, holding the jade box in his hand, and came to the figure.

Taking a closer look at the motionless figure, who seemed to be breathing very weakly, the elder priest's eyes flickered slightly, as if he was weighing something, and finally, he looked back at the clan's sons, with a flash of determination in his eyes.

"Save her, give her medicine, and feed her the divine water of sweet rain," said the old priest, and ordered them one by one. When he saw the sons of two tribes stepping forward to set up figures, he added, "Let Arlo takes care of her."

Allo?

The members of the Chishui tribe in the team were all taken aback. Ah Luo was the only girl in their team, the granddaughter of Lord Priest. This time she came out with her for the sake of gaining knowledge. Take a look at this place within a thousand miles. bustling town.

As the granddaughter of the patriarch's sacrificial priest, although A Luo was not treated much differently from other members of the clan, in the end, it was still different.

This time, Ah Luo was the youngest in the team and a girl, so naturally she was taken care of by everyone.

It's just that I didn't expect that Master Sacrifice would let Aluo take care of this person who couldn't see clearly, couldn't see clearly, and didn't know where he came from.

Why?

Although Ge Luo looked rough, but his mind was delicate. He was also puzzled for a moment, and soon an idea came to his mind, offering sacrifices to the Lord, possessing immortal skills, able to distinguish everything in the world, they couldn't see the appearance of this person clearly, However, the priest must be able to see clearly that it should be inconvenient for others to take care of Aluo.

Is this person a girl?

Guessing this possibility, Gero's eyes widened slightly in disbelief.

He never underestimated women, but in the desert, the main force in the tribe has always been men, so in the desert, most of the strong and walking people are men.

Women are very rare.

Of course, Gro also admitted that in a tribe, the importance of women is just that they are indeed rare.

However, Ge Luo was a warrior in the clan, so he was only surprised for a moment, then returned to normal, and immediately asked someone to lift the bloody figure onto the back of an empty camel.

What's more, someone pitched a tent and asked Ah Luo to come over, scrub the figure, and then apply medicine.

The eye of the storm is not small, so the group did not rush all the way, and they camped here to rest at night.

They are all people who have slept and slept outside, and their efficiency is naturally very fast. In the camp, some people boil water, some cook, and some guard them. They perform their duties in an orderly manner.

Gero and the priest sat by the fire, neither of them changed at all. They were roasting by the fire and eating naan bread in a leisurely manner, but the others were more or less wrapped in a thick coat.

The jumping flames refracted a faint crimson light, shining on Gero's resolute and dark face, and on the old and withered face of the priest.

Suddenly, both of them looked up at a tent.

There, a girl with two braids and two unknown wildflowers opened the curtain and came out, holding a wooden basin of blood in her hand, her pretty face was dumbfounded, after pouring out the blood , turned around and looked at the tent, with a trace of amazement remaining in his eyes.

"Ah Luo, how is that man?" The priest coughed twice, pulled back his granddaughter's thoughts, and asked.

The girl named A Luo didn't answer the question. On her not-so-white face, there was an obsessive smile, and she giggled, "Grandpa! Did you know? I saw the fairy of Snow Mountain!"

It is rumored that in the desert full of yellow sand, there is a snow-capped mountain that reaches into the sky and reaches into the clouds, and there are immortals in the sky living in it.

In the desert, the most beautiful adjective to describe a woman is a fairy on the snow mountain.

It can be seen from this that Arlo has a high opinion of the people they rescued in the tent.

However, there was a look of helplessness on the priest's face, and it seemed that he was not asking this question.

On the other hand, Ge Luo, after being stunned for a moment, his first reaction was that his guess was indeed right, it was a woman.

After Ah Luo finished speaking, she hurried to the tent again, muttering in her mouth that she wanted to dress up the fairies on the snow mountain with the most beautiful clothes.

As she talked, she felt a little distressed. She felt that her clothes were not good-looking enough, even the clothes bought in Gesang Meiduo, and A Luo was very annoyed now, she didn't know how to comb her hair craft.

The priest and Gero looked at each other, come on, this little girl didn't say anything useful.

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