When Feng Sujin and Maomao walked down the river, they arrived at a village.
Feng Sujin lowered her head happily and talked to Maomao, "Maomao, we will be in the village soon."
But when she looked down, Maomao seemed to have fallen asleep.
Feng Sujin called Maomao. No matter how she called Maomao, it didn't wake up. It seemed to be trembling slightly.
Feng Sujin was worried about it and stroked it gently with her hands.
Feng Sujin seemed to have a connection with Maomao. She could feel that because Maomao had spent all her energy saving and helping her before, her physical strength was gone.
Your cat may need to sleep for a while now to recuperate.
Seeing it like this, Feng Sujin still felt distressed.
At this moment, Feng Sujin felt the coolness in the forest and the cold wind of late autumn, and her expression became desolate.
For some reason, she felt that the further she walked, the cooler the air became. It was still late autumn when she jumped into the river, so it couldn't be winter!
I have experienced too much pain before, and my heart seems to have a big hole and a hollow hole.
Especially now that the cats were all asleep, she felt a sense of emptiness and desolation as she walked alone.
But no matter what, she must live strong.
She remembered every word Jun Mohan said. No matter what, she would hold on to a glimmer of hope and wait for his return.
In this process, she can no longer immerse herself in those pains, she must be strong.
Feng Sujin stopped, closed her eyes tightly, and then shook her head to get rid of those emotions.
She took a deep breath, then straightened her back, hugged Maomao and continued walking towards the village.
At this moment, her ears moved, and she clearly felt something strange in the forest.
"Aww...aoww..."
Feng Sujin tensed up when she heard the sound. It was a wolf howling!
The sound of wolves howling, and there was more than one.
Feng Sujin felt chills all over her body. Could it be that she had entered the range of the wolves
Feng Sujin immediately put herself on guard, quickly picked up the stones, prepared sharp branches, and then climbed up the tree with the cat in her arms.
"Hurry up, there, there..."
"Ouch..."
"The wolf smells something delicious again..."
"Haha, I can hunt very good prey today... If there is a beauty, I can offer it to Lady Yuki..."
"Yes, Lady Snow Lady is happy and will continue to protect our Snow Wolf Department..."
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Feng Sujin was listening to the sounds coming from not far away in the tree. Her expression changed. Did she actually come to the Snow Wolf Club
She jumped across the moat and in a blink of an eye arrived at the Snow Wolf Department, which was the furthest away from the empire.
"The Snow Wolf Tribe is located in the northwest of the Chinese mainland, backed by snow-capped mountains. They believe in the wolf god. The wolf is the patron saint of their tribe. They are a tribe that follows ancient customs. The economy and military are relatively backward..."
Feng Sujin couldn't help but recall what Jun Mohan said to her before.
She clearly didn't want to think about it, but Jun Mohan's figure and Jun Mohan's words always flashed across her mind.
But when she thought about it, he was not around. She didn't even know whether he was dead or alive, let alone what his current condition was.
This feeling is too painful.
At first, when Jun Mohan told her about the layout of the Chinese continent, including the empire and other ministries and small countries, she took it as a story and did not listen carefully.
Thinking about it now, did he have other plans at that time, was he telling her this intentionally