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  On a winter night, the cold wind howled outside, and one by one, the yurts were buried in the snow, silent and still. At this time, most people had gone to sleep, but Xiao Wo suddenly crawled out of the sheepfold.

  He usually had nowhere to go at night, although Amu's mother secretly let him sleep in their tent that day, but because of this, her husband would definitely beat her again, so Wotuo didn't want to go.

  He was just a little kid, about the same size as a small sheep. He hid in the corner of the sheep pen and no one could find him. The only problem was that it smelled bad there, but he didn't mind that.

  He just had a warm sleep in the big tent this morning and now can't fall asleep, so he wants to run around. He's a very brave kid who can always find fun for himself every day. When he climbed out of the sheepfold, one sheep bit his clothes.

  Little Wu suddenly turned his head and scratched his sheep-like hair, "I'm not sleeping, I'm going out to play!" He pulled back the blackened corner of his clothes, crawled out and looked around, he was preparing to go to Snow Mountain, but Snow Mountain is always very dangerous, so he first quietly ran to the back of a certain tent, dug up the accumulated snow from inside, took out an old dagger, then jumped to the entrance of a tent, picked up the bow and arrow that had been casually thrown there and carried it on his back.

  He knew that a section of the low wall had collapsed at one corner, and the person in charge of that section had not repaired it. He could easily climb over from there. After climbing out of the tribal gathering place, Xiao Wo suddenly became like a small horse, rushing towards the snowy mountain in the dark night. His eyes could see clearly in the dark, so he smoothly passed through the low cedar forest, dragging several broken branches, and ran into the mountains.

  To many people, the snowy mountain was a place of danger, but to Xiao Wu, it was a very interesting place. He knew that there was a lake in the snowy mountain where the temperature was warm even in winter and it wouldn't be cold at all inside. In his opinion, this was just like the 'holy lake' that only appeared in various mythological legends. As usual, he arrived there, dropped off the bow and arrow on his body and the animal hide wrapped around him, and jumped into the warm water with a splash.

  He was agile in the water, darting back and forth like a fish. With his eyes open underwater, he let himself float in a warm darkness, the gentle current soothing him. When he finally exhaled a long breath, he kicked his legs and shot up to the surface, took a big gulp of air, and then dove back down into the water again.

  He lifted his foot out of the water and saw a wound on his calf, which had started bleeding due to soaking in the water for too long. He casually wiped it off and crawled back onto the shore. He would go around nearby to try his luck and see if he could find any small animals. Although he was very young, hunting seemed to be his innate instinct, he could see rabbits running on the snowy ground and hear birds flying on the branches of the cedar tree.

  He caught something edible and returned to the recess in the mountain wall by the lake, where he had dragged some branches on his way. The branches from last time were dry, so he squatted down to break them off and start a fire to roast his food. However, there was not much firewood. Want to discuss "The Female Lead and Male Supporting Character" with more like-minded people? Discuss popular web novels or chat with book friends about your favorite books.