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The tribe returned to Beilin during the day to look for the traces of the two of them. After a morning, only Azheji came back with them.

The rest of the family saw the unusual silence of the returning group, and saw Azheji's expression of grief and remorse, and gradually understood what happened.

Illuminated by torches at night, all the clansmen gathered in the open ground looked at Azheji, but no one said a word.

With trembling hands, Azheji raised the torch and threw it into the firewood piled on the ground. The totem that was burned was exactly the same as the snake deed tattooed on Jiang Fei's body.

In the silent firelight, after he saw the crowd, Jiang Fei slowly walked up from the underground cave, as if attracted by the warm fire, he walked over hesitantly.

He was wrapped in the new clothes that Yelu made for him, it was very warm, even the ears were covered by the furry, but he came out in a hurry, the shoes on his feet fell out somewhere, his bare feet were like floating moonlight swam over.

Azheji's expression changed, he walked past the silent mourners, and stopped him from the crowd.

"How did you get out?"

Jiang Fei looked at him nervously, and asked in a dazed and uneasy voice.

"Azheji, where did Yelu go, why hasn't he come back?"

The clothes wrapped around his neck and completely covered the scarlet snake deed. Azheji glanced at the clansman who didn't notice here from the corner of his eye, approached him, and hugged him.

"Go back first, or your feet will freeze."

Jiang Fei wraps her arms around his neck docilely, but she still can't help looking at the dark crowd and rising flames in the distance, and asks suspiciously.

"Why is there a fire, is something burning?"

As if the totem in the raging fire was affecting something invisibly, he couldn't help but touch the place where the snake deed was printed on himself. Through the clothes, the skin on that part seemed to be burned by the fire, and it was slightly hot.

A layer of obvious anxiety appeared on his face, and he asked in a low voice.

"Where is Yelu, where is Yelu?"

The lost tone was about to cry, he was desperately looking for Yelu's embrace and breath, this lack of uneasiness could not be soothed even in Azheji's generous chest.

Only Yelu can make him feel at ease.

Azheji didn't speak, walked to Yelu's residence, paused in his footsteps, and seemed to want to turn away abruptly.

But seeing Jiang Fei's depressed expression, he still walked on.

It was still the same as it was before leaving yesterday, the bed was messy, and the dry smell hadn't dissipated for a long time.

Azheji suddenly remembered that Yelu and himself didn't care about him last night, and he was afraid of life, so he insisted on staying here all day alone, without taking a bath or eating, he was dirty, and his stomach was afraid that he would be hungry deflated.

His suffocated expression softened for a moment, he hugged Jiang Fei back to the bed, and squatted down.

He rubbed his cold, curled up feet with his palms, the cold soles of his feet were a little dirty, the dirt was gently wiped off by his fingertips, and he kissed them again on his lips.

This kiss was just an unconscious move, and Azheji stopped just after finishing it, realizing that it was overstepping.

But when he raised his head, he saw Jiang Fei looking at him at a loss, neither refusing nor resisting, his dark eyes looked over with water, his lips were pursed, obedient and soft.

The boulder that weighed on Azheji's heart and made him suffer suddenly became lighter.

He forgot that Yelu couldn't come back, so if he did anything to Jiang Fei, it wouldn't be considered an arrogance.

His eyes darkened, and he finally asked.

"Can you feel that Yelu is still alive?"

The role of the snake deed is particularly important at this time.

If something happened to one party, the other party could vaguely feel his life and death, and the longer the snake seal was, the more accurate it would be.

After death, there is no longer the entanglement and restraint of the snake deed, as if a thread in his heart was suddenly broken, Jiang Fei must be able to feel it.

He was startled, looked at Azheji, and muttered angrily.

"Of course Yelu is alive. Where is he? I want to find him."

Hearing this, the haze between Azheji's brows suddenly faded a bit.

But he didn't answer right away, and he didn't go out to tell the people the good news, and then stop the ceremony they held for Yelu.

Standing up, the shadow cast by the tall body enveloped Jiang Fei, and the fair face was much darker.

One eye is still extremely bright, like shining gems in the dark cave, making people want to cover his eyes and hide all the brilliance.

Azheji raised his hand, stroked his head, and said in a steady voice.

"No, Yelu is dead, and you will be a little widow from now on."

Jiang Fei was startled by his decisive tone, stared at him again, and retorted loudly angrily.

"Yelu is not dead, why do you say he is dead? I want to find him, I want to find Yelu."

Just being stepped on the cold ground by warm feet, Jiang Fei just ran two steps away, his waist tightened, and the force behind him dragged him back.

Azheji knelt on the bed, one hand was still on his waist, and the other hand was holding his shoulder. The brazen body that was close to him was like a wall blocking his way, and his expression was a bit sinister.

"Yelu is dead, remember?"

His expression was really scary, Jiang Fei opened his eyes wide, he was too timid to speak, his face was blushing while holding back his crying, tears welled up from his eyes.

Azheji's palm touched his wet cheek, and his strange tone softened a little.

"The time you bonded with Yelu is too short, it's really difficult to feel his life and death. But don't worry, you are my younger brother and sister, and I will take good care of you instead of Yelu."

It is a good thing that the bodies of Yelu and the wolf were not found in Beilin.

But the terrain there is steep, and looking down in the daytime, heavy snow has covered all the traces, and there are no clues at all.

Azheji couldn't let the tribe lose their lives in the slippery and dangerous northern forest looking for Yelu, whose life and death were uncertain, so they had to come back as soon as possible.

And the moment they left Beilin, they already had the answer in their hearts.

Yelu couldn't survive.

He was seriously injured and fell from a height.

Even if Yelu could survive, he would definitely not be able to survive the night in such a cold winter.

Azheji could have come to ask Jiang Fei before holding the ceremony, using the snake deed to sense Yelu's life and death, but he didn't.

The snake deed printed on Jiang Fei's body was not witnessed in front of the whole clan, and he didn't come out much after that, so apart from Yelu and Azheji, only the snake master knew about it.

After the snake master found out about Yelu's accident, he immediately suggested to Azheji that he could know Yelu's situation through the snake deed on Jiang Fei's body. Azheji pretended to agree and told the snake master that Yelu was really dead.

But in fact, he held a ceremony for Yelu without asking Jiang Fei at all.

He excused himself in his heart, even if Jiang Fei replied that Yelu was still alive, so what?

Heavy snow will soon block the road, and if they send people to Beilin to look for Yelu, they might not even be able to return. As the patriarch, Azheji absolutely cannot issue such an order to send him to death.

He would rather believe that Yelu was dead.

Jiang Fei looked at his cold expression, carefully grabbed his hand, and begged in a tearful voice.

"Azheji, save Yelu, save him."

Azheji is famous for his kindness, but he also has an unknown side who can become the patriarch.

His determination to abandon his closest relatives for the sake of his clan and his subtle sense of victory are destined to prevent him from saving Yelu again.

He clasped Jiang Fei's hand and said calmly.

"I told my people not to go to Beilin. Yelu lost his life there, and it was he who suffered the consequences."

"I'm his older brother, but I'm also the patriarch."

Jiang Fei was still sobbing and calling Yelu's name, the fluffy ear caps fell off, the soft black hair spread out, and the redness on the frozen white face was very pitiful.

Azheji caressed his face with the back of his hand lovingly, slipped down, and his knuckles parted his clothes.

The scarlet snake deed on the side neck was still dazzling, Azheji stared at it, and slowly stroked it with his fingertips, as if thinking about how to deal with it just now.

This snake deed is printed with a special thing and cannot be erased.

But he won't let this thing stay with Jiang Fei for the rest of his life.

Azheji thought of Yelu's insolent and youthful smile, and his fiery red hair like a ball of fire.

But the heavy sadness in his heart was gradually replaced by the joy of stroking Jiang Fei. With such warm skin and such obedient eyes, the moment he looked at Jiang Fei, he completely forgot the bloody Yelu buried in the snowy night.

He thought, everyone thought that the murderous Yelu was cruel, but he was the more terrifying person.

I'm sorry, Yelu.

It was you who was reckless, lost your own life, and left the lonely Jiang Fei in this cave surrounded by snakes.

Azheji can only be a shameless person who takes advantage of others.

Pinching Jiang Fei's slender chin with her fingertips, the tears that flowed down wet her fingertips, and flowed hot to Azheji's heart.

He moved closer and wanted to kiss Jiang Fei.

Jiang Fei dodged, covered his lips nervously, and looked at him with watery eyes.

"Yelu won't let others kiss me, or he will punish me."

The muffled words flowed out from between the fingers, timid and frightened.

"I'm afraid he will punish me, Azheji, don't kiss me."

Azheji grabbed his wrist and moved away.

"No, he won't punish you again."

"From now on, you have to listen to me. If you don't listen, I will punish you."

Jiang Fei seemed to have been greatly wronged, and wanted to speak again angrily, but Azheji pinched his cheeks and had to open his mouth.

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