Lost Jungle

12

    On the steep cliff, there is a thick layer of ice and snow, and the transparent ice reflects a smooth texture in the sunlight.

    A tall strange beast firmly clings to the towering cliff, its sharp claws piercing deeply into the stiff and smooth ice.

    On the raised tail behind him sat a tightly wrapped human being with his legs crossed, with a flexible and powerful tip of the tail wrapped around a large bundle of odds and ends.

    With sharp animal eyes, strong limbs, and bulging muscle lines, Vikas moved nimbly on the cliff, kicking off the animal claws, and from time to time, broken pieces of ice fell into the abyss under his feet.

    Wen Feng, who was sitting at the base of his tail, tightly wrapped his arms around Vikas' thick waist, his heart was pounding, his floating legs were shaking in the sun, and there was no fulcrum to draw on.

    The sound of ice cubes falling was heard again, and the only black eyes exposed to the low temperature looked down, and Wen Feng suddenly felt dizzy before his eyes, and his body went limp.

    With his eyes closed, his face pressed against Vikas' back through the animal skin, and his arms tightly wrapped around him, Wen Feng deeply realized that he was so close to death.

    Although he knew that Vikas would not throw himself off, this did not completely eliminate Wen Feng's fear of heights.

    The powerful strange beast left cracked ice holes on the hard ice layer, extending to the end of the cliff, and meandering forward on another higher cliff.

    On a short sunny day in winter, the sun slanting towards the west, reflected the figure of Vikas on the cliff covered with thick ice, drawing a long oblique line.

    The sunlight faded away from its original glare, and with a gentle afterglow, the translucent ice layer was covered with a layer of beautiful pale gold.

    Standing on the edge of the cliff, the big fiery red disc that merged with the surrounding blush was facing Wen Feng directly, and there were sparkling spots of light jumping in the bright black eyes.

    After the initial panic, the fear became a little numb, and now Wen Feng lay leisurely on Vikas's generous and steady back, admiring the rare beauty in front of him.

    The thick tail attached to Wen Feng's back suddenly pressed down, firmly fixing Wen Feng on his back, exerting force from his limbs, the ice cubes under the beast's claws fell, and Vikas' strong body moved up sensitively. He jumped up high and landed safely in a vast expanse of white snow.

    The item on the tip of the tail was put down, the long tail hung down, Wen Feng slid down from the base of Vikas' tail, the legs that had been suspended for a long time were still a little soft, Wen Feng fell and sat on the snow.

    The temperature on the mountain was obviously much lower than in the jungle, Wen Feng shook his arms, untied the tether beside him, took out a fluffy quilt, and quickly wrapped it around his body.

    Wen Feng, who was sitting on the snow, surrounded himself into a furry ball, his eyelids were narrowed in the cold, revealing slender black eyes, staring at Vikas in front of him.

    The silver bright long tail was raised high, and it swung quickly in the accumulated snow layer. The thick ice and snow were easily swept away, and the broken ice blocks were smashed, revealing the smooth stone path inside.

    A few minutes later, a flat stone path appeared on the top of the snow-covered cliff.

    There was a thick layer of animal skin separated by a layer, and Wen Feng, who clumsily picked up the object on the ground with his arms, was blocked by the object, and staggered forward.