Noxus Glory

Chapter 63 The Spirit Fox Wanderer

Waaaaah! Waaaaah! Waaaaah!

The howling wind, carrying snowflakes, swept across the Ironthorn Mountains.

Perhaps it was because we were approaching the coastline that the cold wind gradually carried a hint of the sea, but the increasingly biting wind seemed to penetrate one's soul, making one feel icy cold to the bone.

The Noxian scouts moved forward in silence, their footsteps crunching through the snow.

It's not that they don't want to talk.

Within the deathly silence, only the presence of their companions could make them feel the breath of life.

However, the cold wind kept howling, changing direction unpredictably, and the swirling snowflakes almost obscured everyone's vision.

The constant, bone-chilling cold felt like sharp pebbles scraping their faces, making it hard to breathe and speechless.

Huo Jixing pulled his boots out of the snow, wiped the snowflakes off his cheeks, and looked back.

A crimson light appeared in his eyes, and the world instantly turned fiery red.

"Have they caught up again?"

Huo Jixing saw a wisp of blue cloud rising in the distance, but it was so faint that it would be easily missed if one did not look closely.

"They're playing a cat-and-mouse game," Oakes said gravely, noticing the change in Huo Jixing's pupils.

Whenever they want to rest, the other appears.

It's like a dog skin plaster; you just can't get rid of it.

Oakes had planned to ambush the enemy, but the enemy had already noticed and had not come over for a long time.

They reappeared after the ambushers left, trailing behind them.

"Yes, they want to exhaust our physical and mental strength so that we can't get proper rest." Huo Jixing took out the water pouch from his waist and took a sip of ice-cold water.

"But this guy is too cunning and calm." Oakes thought about how all his recent plans had failed, and his expression darkened.

"Then let's wait it out for now. According to the plan, we have already bypassed the Winter's Claws' gathering place and entered the eastern mountain road." Huo Jixing put away his water pouch, sniffed the fishy smell of the sea, and looked solemn.

"The guy behind this won't be able to hold back!"

"Unless you want to watch us leave the Ironthorn Mountains!"

Huo Jixing patted Oakes on the shoulder, then looked at the sword boy Heini beside him, touched his frozen hair, and said with a smile, "Take good care of Oakes."

Then he roared at the Noxian scouts behind him, "Keep pushing! Once we get past the next mountain, we'll find a place to rest."

A muffled chorus of responses echoed through the blizzard.

The Noxian scouts wrapped themselves tightly in fur cloaks and groped their way forward along the snow-covered mountain road in the wind and snow.

Snowflakes covered the rocks on the steep mountainside.

Wearing a snow-white woolen hat and a gray robe, the young clan warrior stood on the cliff, ignoring the smooth stones, gazing at the hazy figure in the distant snowstorm.

"As expected of Noxus's elite!"

He reached out and touched a snow-white fox lying on his shoulder, and said softly, "Follow them, don't let them out of sight!"

The snow-white fox let out a soft cry, then leaped into the snow and began to run quickly.

The lithe figure and the falling snowflakes were almost the same color, making it impossible to distinguish whether it was the white ground or the drifting snowflakes.

Just as the young clan warrior was about to follow the snow-white fox, he seemed to remember something and left a blue mark on the rocks, which looked like the fox's paw.

"I almost forgot about them!" the young clan warrior muttered to himself.

"I hope we move faster, so these Noxian bastards don't get away!"

Swish! Swish!

The snowflakes continued to fall from the dark sky, making a soft rustling sound.

Soon after, accompanied by the howling of the cold night wind, the snowflakes began to sway wildly and fall continuously, making a series of sounds.

"Firelight? It's a campfire!"

A young clan warrior emerged from the snow, his woven hat blending seamlessly with the snowflakes, obscuring his figure.

"They've started to rest!"

A smile appeared on the young clan warrior's face as he saw a campfire burning in a clearing in the forest.

He patted the snowflake fox's cute head, then crawled along the edge of the woodland, ignoring the mud that covered his clothes.

They saw their fox approaching the makeshift camp.

The young clan warriors carefully avoided looking directly at the campfire in the open space, so as not to impair their night vision.

He then silently looked at the Noxian scout who was resting in front of him.

"Runic weapon? Sword Child, that fits!" The young clan warrior compared the information provided by the Raven deserters.

"Tauren Shieldbearer, fits! War Stonemason, oh, the one-armed War Stonemason, fits!"

"Five more Noxian scouts are also correct."

"Wait, the number of people seems wrong; it looks like one is missing."

"A Noxian fire-wielding superhuman?!"

The young clan warrior pondered as he surveyed the makeshift camp before him.

Suddenly, the hairs on the back of his neck stood on end, as if a deadly danger was about to strike.

At the same time, a fox's screech rang out.

fire!

A streak of crimson-gold flame!

Enveloped in a chilling flash of light, it sliced ​​through the snow curtain and drew near.

Clang!

In that moment of crisis, the young clan warrior leaped like a fox, rolling to the left.

As he stretched his waist and abdomen, he drew the Zhenbing dagger from his waist to deflect the approaching blade.

Bang!

Under the terrifying force, the young clan warrior was sent flying backward, crashing through trees before falling onto the snow.

"This power?"

The young clan warrior suppressed his inner horror, ignoring his numb arm, and looked down to see his fox entangled with the enemy.

He quickly let out a sharp cry, calling for his companions to leave.

Whoosh! Whoosh!

Flames boiled and blades flashed.

Huo Jixing stared at the snow-white fox that was tumbling and waving its sharp claws before him, a hint of violence flashing in his crimson eyes.

If it weren't for this little guy, he could have caught up with the young clan warrior.

His intuition told him that the young clan warrior peering at them was the pursuer who had been following them all along.

Squeak—squeak!

Amidst a sharp screech.

The snow-white fox dodged the flash of the blade, then suddenly retreated, running swiftly across the snow, trying to escape with the young clan warrior.

"Trying to leave?"

Huo Jixing's expression darkened, and he stepped forward.

The crimson-gold Southern Flame covering his body rose again, dispelling the chill and snowflakes that were upon him.

puff!

A crimson blade flashed, like lightning striking, precisely hitting the running, snow-white figure.

Squeak!Squeak!

The snow-white fox, which had run a short distance, let out a painful cry, and its red blood, like plum blossoms, fell onto the snow.

"I'll remember you, Noxian scum!"

Hearing the sound coming from the cold wind, Huo Jixing stopped his pursuit and looked at the figure carrying the snow-white fox and speeding away in the distance, his brows furrowed.

The young clan warrior was quite agile; if he went all out, he might be able to catch up with his opponent, but it would take him a considerable amount of time.

His current predicament forces him to consider the well-being of his team.

However, it wasn't without its gains.

Although the snow-white fox escaped, it was left with half a tail and two hind legs, which was quite severe and it suffered a serious injury.

"It's a spirit fox wanderer!"

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