lost in the jungle

The black and brown branches, on the rough skin, cracked in pieces, and the withered and yellow leaves shook off in the cold wind, floating in the silent jungle, making a rustling sound.

The grass is dry and flourishing, and a thick layer of fallen leaves is piled up on the dry grass, a diffuse yellow-brown color, with the smell of fallen leaves rotting in the cold wind.

On the edge of the jungle, in the hidden stone cave, there is a warm orange fire overflowing.

There are brand new white marks on the edge of the cave entrance; uneven and sharp protrusions on the gray-white stone wall, all of which show that this cave was dug out in a hurry not long ago.

In the narrow stone cave, a light yellow strange beast was curling up its tall and strong figure, sitting bowed beside the fire, holding a ball of furry animal skin blanket in its arms.

Soft and shiny black silk was spread on the smooth animal skin blanket, a ruddy face was exposed to the air, soft facial features, and pink lips slightly opened.

The sharp animal claws glowing with metallic luster gently slid across the delicate cheeks, and the hair in front of the forehead was brushed away, revealing a smooth and white forehead. The golden animal eyes stared at Wen Feng quietly with a stern cold light. There was only his small face the size of a palm, and Vikas's plump diamond lips, which were closed coldly.

Time passed quietly with the crackling of the flames burning.

Outside the cave, white snowflakes fell, falling on the rotting dead leaves, converging into handfuls of crystal clear snow and frost, gradually covering the entire tranquil forest, creating a white world.

The long eyelashes, with a graceful arc, trembled twice, and slowly opened, revealing a pair of black eyelashes inside, staring at the strange beast in front of him in a daze.

There was a warm heat coming from his body, his muscles and bones were soft as if he had slept for a long time, and the corners of his lips were deeply hooked, showing a soft luster. Wen Feng comfortably smiled brightly at the expressionless Vikas, "Morning~"

Pulling out his arms from the blanket, propping up his lazy body, Wen Feng wanted to walk on the ground.Obediently letting go of the creature that had been in his arms for a long time, Vikas picked up a thick snow-white animal fur coat and put it on Wen Feng's thin shoulders.

Wrapped in a heavy coat, he walked out of the cave, and his feet in hiking boots stepped on the withered grass, making a clicking sound.

With wide-open black eyes, Wen Feng realized at this moment that they were no longer on the rocky mountain, and the stone cave behind them was no longer the original one.

With the legs wrapped in the fur coat, he took a few steps forward clumsily. In the quiet world, there was only the sound of Wen Feng walking.

The exhaled white air quickly condensed in the cold wind, and the sound of tree branches being crushed by white snow could be heard from time to time in the yellow and white jungle.

Pulling up the fluff to cover the mouth and nose, revealing only a pair of dark eyes, Wen Feng turned his head to look at Vikas who had been following him closely, with deep doubts in his eyes.

When he was on the stone mountain, Vikas spent most of his time overlooking the forest every day. Now that they moved down the mountain, what did Vikas plan to do.

In the thick withered grass, there was a strange moving sound fluctuating in the air very slightly. The ears hidden in the short fur moved slightly, and a long silver tail slapped out suddenly.

Wen Feng, who was standing in the haystack, was shocked to see a long black worm as thick as his arm was cut into two parts by Vikas, and fell on the fallen leaves under his feet.

Jumping away in a panic, Wen Feng ran towards Vikas with clumsy steps.

Inside the chubby white fur coat, only a pair of widened black eyes were exposed. The corners of the eyes were raised slightly, with beautiful lines. The fluffy down on his body swayed and swayed with Wen Feng's movements, reflecting softness. of gloss.

The outstretched strong arms easily hugged Wen Feng, and leaned neatly on his shoulders. The thick and long silver tail behind him swung quickly, and Vikas strode back to the cave.

In the cold winter, the days of staying in the cave are long.

With his arms wrapped around his curved legs, his pointed chin resting on his furry knees, and covered with a thick animal skin blanket, Wen Feng stared boredly at the snow that was accumulating higher and higher outside the cave, trembling slightly. stay.

On the rocky mountain that day, when he was so cold that he was unconscious, it must have been Vikas who saved him.Holding a slender wooden stick in his hand, he stretched it into the burning fire, poked it unconsciously, and splashed fine sparks.

Turning his head to look at Vikas next to him, in the dark eyes, there was a flickering fire jumping, and the arm was raised suddenly, and the cold fingertips stayed on the soft lips, it seemed that there was still a warm feeling here. touch.

Suddenly there was a loud crackling sound in the fire, and Wen Feng, who came back to his senses, lowered his arms, shook his head lightly with some amusement, twisted his neck, and continued to stare blankly at the white world outside the cave.

Vikas, who was sitting by the side, didn't seem to notice anything, with cold and hard lines on his expressionless face.

The sharp animal claws added a piece of wood to the fire, and the sharp animal eyes passed through the open hole, carefully watching the snow-covered jungle in front of him.

The accident happened in the early morning of a deep winter.

The fire burning all night, the lingering fire, and in the warm cave, Vikas, who was embracing Wen Feng through the animal skin blanket, opened a pair of cold golden animal eyes suddenly, with a frightening cold light flowing.

Vikas quickly jumped up from the blanket, waking Wen Feng in his arms.

"what happened?"

Rubbing his cheek against the furry animal skin, Wen Feng opened his eyes in a daze. In his narrow field of vision, he could only see Vikas' sharp and resolute chin.

Gently put Wen Feng in his arms on the blanket, with a long silver tail and a sharp dagger wrapped around the tip of the tail, and put it on the quilt.

The deep beast's eyes glowed with golden light, took a deep look at Wen Feng who was still a little dazed, and waving his long tail, set off a biting cold wind, and Vikas disappeared in front of Wen Feng in a flash.

Wen Feng, who had come to his senses, stretched out a hand from under the quilt, picked up the dagger on the animal skin with his slender fingers, and held it firmly.

No matter how long Vikas had to go out and what to do, Wen Feng could only protect himself until Vikas returned.

In the dark winter night, in the howling cold wind, a vigorous beast is moving quickly on the snow-covered rocky mountain.

Hard silver scales protruded from the smooth pale yellow skin, covering the whole body, blending with the surrounding white snow, only a pair of cold animal eyes, slightly glowing with golden light.

Limbs are moving extremely fast, there is a gust of wind cutting around, and the low-pitched roars of the clansmen are getting closer and closer, with faint anxiety.

A creature suddenly passed over the head very quickly, and with a kick of its hind legs, Vikas jumped high, and turned to pounce on the creature that had already flown behind him.

The sharp animal claws opened, pierced into the creature's body, and grabbed it tightly.A miserable cry sounded in the dark night sky, and feathers fell off the creature's body.

Vikas firmly grasped the violently struggling creature in his hand, his body hung in the air, and fell from the rock wall.

The creature's sharp animal claws slammed down the vitals of Vikas' neck fiercely, and the animal eyes glowed with gold. Vikas, who fell into mid-air, opened his head sideways in embarrassment. The scales on the side of his neck were cut open, sticky Liquid splashes out.

The flexible long tail is tightly wrapped around the animal claws that the creature wants to swing out for the second time. The raised muscles and fine scales expand slightly, firmly grasping the creature under it.

There was blood splattering on the side of the neck, and Vikas exerted a sudden force, turning around in mid-air, his broad back facing the invisible darkness below, and falling.

The whistling wind stopped abruptly, and a huge falling sound echoed in the dead forest.

Vikas, who fell to the ground, had viscous liquid gushing out of his mouth, but his hands were still tightly grasping the creature he was protecting.

The animal claws were restrained, the navy blue eyes were full of madness, the mouth was wide open, and the sharp animal teeth emitted a cold light under the dim moonlight, piercing deeply into Vikas' neck where he could not hide.

The fragile artery was bitten open, a high column of blood spurted out, the shaking chest let out a painful roar, and Vikas' animal claws that restrained the creature did not loosen at all.

The thick smell of blood diffused in the cold air, and there were rustling sounds from the surrounding snowdrifts, approaching rapidly.

The sharp animal teeth were covered with sticky blood and glowed dangerously red, biting ferociously towards the artery on the other side of Vikas' neck.

The fine scales on the side of the neck, the pain from the piercing of the fangs, the muscles on the face are tense, and the golden animal eyes are full of unshakable coldness and determination.

A shrill scream sounded suddenly, and the creature biting on Vikas' neck was ripped out.

Stretching out his hand to press down on the side of his neck that was bleeding continuously, Vikas sat up from the ground, and with the waved silver tail, he accurately smashed the weak bugs lurking around.

In the white sky, the earth began to brighten.

Two tall shadows appeared in front of Vikas, and the fine scales reflected a little bit of flickering under the weak light.

In the quiet morning, one after another screams of grief and indignation echoed, and the huge wings fluttered violently, shaking off large pieces of feathers. The desperate creature was struggling to the death.

In the vast expanse of white snow, a round white pompom rushed over clumsily with heavy steps.

Holding a short dagger nervously with gloved palms, Wen Feng stood in front of Vikas righteously, his mouth and nose wrapped in fur, only revealing a pair of bright black eyes, with a heroic look. Sacrificial absolute.

Not knowing whether it was because of the cold or fear, Wen Feng's arms holding the dagger were visibly trembling.

Wen Feng, who stayed in the cave waiting for Vikas to come back, originally had no intention of stepping out of the cave, but the huge movement outside the cave made Wen Feng feel more and more uneasy.

Then Vicaster's deep roar came into the tense cave with obvious pain, Wen Feng was startled, grabbed the dagger in his hand, rushed out, and ran straight to the source of the sound.

From a distance, he saw Vikas' familiar figure surrounded by two tall black shadows. Wen Feng stopped not far away and waited for a while. Vikas on the ground held his neck but did not move for a long time. Wen Feng Gritting his teeth, he rushed over.

So, this scene appeared.