Chapter 335 - Crisis in the Canyon (1/2)

Chapter 335 Crisis in the Canyon

Under the heavy snow, there is some yellow gra.s.s. Every time hooves trampling down, she can hear a sound of ice falling into the dry gra.s.s.

Anar’s body is covered with snow and ice. She can barely open her eyes because of the cold wind. She doesn’t know how long she has been running, and then she finally sees the snow-capped lake.

Anar jumps off the horse. Her boots step on the gra.s.s, making a cracking sound. There is no other sound in the snow and not a living creature is near the lake. Looking around, she finds some ruts that wind and rain haven’t destroyed. Wheels rutted on the withered gra.s.s heavily.

Anar is going to chase along the ruts, and then she sees a horse on the gra.s.sy hill.

It’s the horse that Ze Yitong was riding to chase the yak. Anar is overjoyed and rides on it to chase along the ruts.

An old horse is a good guide. She hopes this horse can take her to the destination.

Ruts disappear from time to time. These ruts show that they were intended to go to the highway, but then gradually turned to the Snow Mountains. Anar is puzzled. In the meantime, she doesn’t diminish her disquietude. In such cold weather, if someone is outside for a long time, he may freeze to death. Can Ze Yitong survive?

The snow is falling and the wind is blowing. When she pa.s.ses by on the horse, the ruts, together with marks of the horse’ hooves, are all covered.

When anxious Dun Zhu and kind herders arrive here, they can only see the two deepest ruts on the edge of the Silver Lake. In this weather, Snow Mountains are like h.e.l.l. Only reckless and stupid men go there. So, she takes these herders to go in the direction of the highway.

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“Ze Yitong… Ze Yitong…”

The snow and wind block her view, so Anar now has to follow her instinct.

She hopes someone can answer her in the distance, but she always gets disappointed. Anar has yelled herself hoa.r.s.e. She can feel the melting snow is wriggling on her neck. Low temperature makes people lose energy quickly. She doesn’t know how long she can hold on.

Snow Mountains are in sight. Anar pa.s.ses by a steep stone valley and pulls her horse because she can faintly hear a screaming female voice.

Anar reins to a halt and turns the horse. She finds an entrance and goes down into the valley strewn with rubble.

“Ze Yitong, is that you? Answer me! ”

In the valley, there is a sound of sobbing from the thick rolling fog. The voice says tentatively, “Ajia?”

It is definitely Ze Yitong. Anar jumps off the horse and tries to find a way there carefully.

“Ajia… Don’t come over! Do not come here!” In the thick fog, Ze Yitong can’t hide her fear in the voice. This time, Anar doesn’t answer her and looks around vigilantly. Taking every step carefully, she is afraid that she will be ambushed.

Anar is getting close to the thick fog. Suddenly, a black shadow rushes towards her. Anar lifts her leg and kicks the shadow hard. The shadow rolls down to the ground, bursting into a wail of an injured animal.

At this moment, Anar sees clearly that it’s a wild wolf.

“Ajia… There, there are many wild wolves.” Ze Yitong’s voice is just fifty meters ahead. Anar frowns. She has clearly understood the present situation. No wonder Ze Yitong warns her not to come over.

It’s not bad guys’ ambush. There are many dark shadows in just a few hundred meters. The green eyes of these wild wolves are looming in the thick fog—maybe the people who caught Ze Yitong are surrounded by them?

But it’s impossible. They get no quarrel with wild wolves, and wolves won’t provoke enemies like them.

Getting quarrel with wolves… Anar remembers in July of this year, she hurt two wild wolves seriously when she was to trap White Cloud on the edge of the Silver Lake. d.a.m.n it, why do these vindictive prairie wolves pick now to revenge?

Ze Yitong is totally trapped in the wolves’ lair. Anar should definitely help her!

Anar shakes the whip in her hand and the wolves make way for her.

These prairie wolves are cruel and cunning by nature. What they do for Anar now is just for surrounding her in the future. Even if Anar knows it, she still has to enter the siege group.

Anar walks for another thirty meters and she finally sees people who want White Cloud.

These men drive a common Jeep and a Hummer. At this moment, these two cars form an angle to guard against the wolves. Several men in Tibetan robes hold shotguns in their hands and try to intimidate the wolves.

Anar stamps her feet heavily. Her eyes are almost filled with anger.

They have gone too far. These sc.u.ms, in such a dangerous situation, they let Ze Yitong stand on the hood of the car!

With shotguns, these men know they have to hide in the car, only showing the barrel through windows. However, they let twelve-year-old Ze Yitong stand on the hood—the fresh flesh and blood of a little girl make wolves agitated. Many green eyes are staring at s.h.i.+vering Ze Yitong.

Sc.u.m, these men are total sc.u.m…

Being so furious, Anar suddenly feels like crying.

Before she is here, how much did Ze Yitong suffer? What did they do to her?

“Anar, are you Anar?” There is a man’s voice from the car. Playing the game of elusiveness, she can only recognize he is not young.

Anar sneers, “The person you are looking for is me, let her go.”

The man laughs, “Let her go to feed the wolves? Anar, hand over the horse and I can let her go and protect her safety.”

After two months of investigation, he has found out the white horse is the horse of heaven in legends of the prairie. It is much more valuable than any racehorse. The longing in the voice of the big golden tooth can easily be heard.