In stark contrast to Lin Feng's composure and ample preparation, the six women were in dire straits.

Ever since they witnessed Lin Feng riding his divine steed and hunting with such heroic spirit, the shock in their hearts has lingered for a long time.

The stark contrast between Lin Feng's strength and their weakness dealt a heavy blow to their self-esteem and deepened their despair about the future.

They eventually found a relatively dry natural cave near a secluded stream.

The cave wasn't large, but it could barely accommodate the six of them.

The cave entrance is covered by dense bushes, making it a relatively safe hiding place.

However, as the temperature plummeted, the cold and dampness inside the cave began to become unbearable.

They didn't have enough warm clothes, so they wore everything they could and huddled together, relying on each other's body heat for warmth.

Food was their biggest problem. Unlike Lin Feng, they didn't possess strong hunting skills or extensive knowledge of wilderness survival.

At first, they could still fill their stomachs by picking some wild fruits and digging up some edible plant roots, but as winter approached, these foods became increasingly scarce.

They tried making makeshift traps to catch small animals, but nine times out of ten they came back empty-handed.

Occasionally, if they are lucky enough to catch one or two wild rabbits or forest mice, it becomes a rare feast for them.

Drinking water is not a problem for the time being, as there is a clear stream near the cave.

But fetching water became increasingly dangerous, as the cold weather caused some hungry wild animals to roam more frequently near water sources.

The atmosphere inside the cave was always oppressive and somber.

"It's getting colder and colder. Will we...will we freeze to death here?"

Ruan Mengtian wrapped herself tightly in the tattered and worn-out "luxury dress" that was no longer recognizable as its original form, her teeth chattering from the cold.

Her voice was choked with sobs.

She was once a glamorous and innocent news anchor, but now she is emaciated and her face is full of sorrow.

"Don't say discouraging things!" Qin Lan scolded, but her voice trembled slightly.

As one of the more experienced and capable leaders among the group of women, she tried to remain calm, but waves of anxiety and helplessness kept washing over her.

"We must find a way to gather more firewood and fish."

Their fire was small, burning only dry branches and leaves, emitting very limited heat, and producing a lot of smoke that made people's eyes water.

They dared not make the fire too big, for fear of attracting unnecessary trouble.

"Firewood...firewood is hard to find these days."

Shen Jiaqi whispered that she was responsible for collecting firewood with Tang Bao nearby, but as the fallen leaves were blown away by the cold wind, the amount of dry firewood they could find was decreasing.

Qian Xiaoxiao leaned against the cold stone wall, her eyes vacant. She had once been a pampered heiress, the center of attention; she had never suffered such torment.

Hunger, cold, fear, and uncertainty about the future gnawed at her heart like countless ants.

"If only I had known... if only I had known it would turn out like this..."

She murmured to herself, her voice filled with regret. If they hadn't been so arrogant back then, if they had been kinder to Lin Feng, perhaps things would be different now... But there are no "ifs" in life.

Su Wanqing silently watched the flickering firelight, which illuminated her pale and haggard face.

Involuntarily, Lin Feng's heroic figure and his magical white horse appeared in her mind.

That man was like a god in this wilderness, powerful and mysterious.

But they were like abandoned ants, struggling desperately.

"How much longer can we... how much longer can we hold out?"

Tang Bao's voice was filled with despair. Her once proud ability to act cute and charming seemed so pale and powerless in the face of cruel reality.

Her only thought right now is to have a full meal and a good night's sleep.

"As long as you are alive, there is hope."

Qin Lan gritted her teeth and encouraged herself and the others: "Tomorrow we'll expand our search area and see if we can find some food that can be stored. Winter is still long, and we must be prepared."

However, their so-called preparations seemed so empty and powerless when they had nothing.

They had no tools, no experience, and even the most basic warm clothing was extremely scarce.

All they could do was huddle in the cold cave and pray for a miracle.

They would occasionally talk about Lin Feng.

"You mean... how is Lin Feng now?" Ruan Mengtian asked softly, her tone filled with curiosity and a strange emotion.

"Him? Hmph, he's definitely living a hundred times better life than us!"

Qian Xiaoxiao snorted coldly, her tone filled with jealousy and resentment: "With such amazing skills, and that...that divine horse, he definitely has everything he needs."

"Yes, he must have already prepared for winter," Su Wanqing said quietly. "He doesn't care about us at all."

Qin Lan remained silent. She knew that Lin Feng had no obligation to help them, especially given their initial hostility towards him.

But whenever she thought of Lin Feng's composed figure and saw their current disheveled state, a complex and indescribable emotion would well up in her heart.

The cold wind howled outside the cave, swirling up withered leaves and making a whistling sound, like the chant of death.

The women inside the cave huddled around the faint firelight, their hearts filled with fear of the unknown and a yearning for survival.

This winter is destined to be a severe test for them.

Lin Feng's days were peaceful and fulfilling. Every day, besides the necessary hunting and gathering, he would reinforce the wooden house, check the various supplies, or take walks with Bai Yueguang in the nearby woods.

Phantom continued to lazily enjoy the warmth of the fireplace, while Wangcai tirelessly patrolled around the cabin, dutifully fulfilling its duty of guarding.

The stable he prepared for his beloved was warm and comfortable.

Every night, he would personally go to the stable to add fresh hay and water for Bai Yueguang, and add charcoal to the small stove to ensure the temperature inside the stable.

White Moonlight enjoys this life of being carefully cared for. It always gently touches Lin Feng's hand with its soft nose, expressing its dependence and affection.

Lin Feng thought that these days would continue until spring arrived.

However, a sudden change shattered this tranquility.

It was an unusually gloomy morning; the leaden clouds hung low, and the wind was colder than usual. As usual, Lin Feng went to the stable to check on Bai Yueguang.

When he pushed open the heavy wooden door of the stable, he was stunned.

The stables were empty.

The white moonlight has disappeared!

"White Moonlight?" Lin Feng's heart sank suddenly, and he hurriedly went into the stable.

The hay on the ground was still neatly arranged, the hay in the trough had been moved a little, the water in the trough was less, and the charcoal in the small stove had burned out, leaving only a little warmth. Everything seemed normal, except... the figure of Bai Yueguang had disappeared.

He had personally closed and bolted the wooden door to the stable last night; there was no sign of it being damaged. The walls and roof of the stable were also intact.

"Moonlight! Moonlight!" Lin Feng called out anxiously, his voice hoarse with tension.

He rushed out of the stable and frantically searched around the cabin.

Wangcai also sensed its master's unease and followed him, sniffing around in the forest and making anxious "woofing" sounds.

The Phantom also jumped down from in front of the fireplace, cautiously observing its surroundings.

No, there's no trace of the White Moonlight anywhere.

It's as if it evaporated into thin air.

Lin Feng's heart sank little by little as a huge sense of panic and loss swept over him.

White Moonlight is not only his mount, but also one of his most important companions in this lonely wilderness, a place to which he has poured countless efforts and emotions.

"How could this happen? Where did it go?"

Lin Feng couldn't understand or accept it. Bai Yueguang had always been very docile and dependent on him, and had never shown any sign of wanting to leave.

He forced himself to calm down and carefully examined the ground around the stable.

Because of the north wind that blew all night, the ground was covered with a thin layer of fallen leaves, making it difficult to find clear hoof prints.

But not far from the stable entrance, he discovered some faint traces, seemingly left by Bai Yueguang when she left. The hoofprints pointed towards the depths of the forest.

"It ran away by itself?"

Lin Feng frowned. What could have caused it to leave alone on such a cold night? Was it frightened? Or attracted by something?

Lin Feng dared not think any further. He immediately returned to the cabin, took his bow and arrows, his iron knife, some emergency rations and water, and prepared to venture deep into the forest to search for White Moonlight.

"Wangcai, let's go find Moonlight!"

Wangcai understood its owner's words, wagged its tail, and ran ahead in the direction where the hoofprints disappeared.

Lin Feng, with Wangcai by his side, searched the cold forest for an entire morning.

He followed the possible traces left by Bai Yueguang, calling out her name repeatedly. However, only the howling north wind and the rustling of the trees answered him.

The forest is vast and boundless, especially in this season when fallen leaves cover the ground and visibility is obstructed. Finding a horse that is deliberately hiding its tracks is like finding a needle in a haystack.

As time went by, Lin Feng's mood grew heavier and heavier, and his hope gradually faded.

He began to feel an unprecedented helplessness and pain. It was a feeling of emptiness, like losing a part of his body, something indescribable.

He recalled the stunning sight of his first encounter with his white moonlight, the meticulous care he took while healing its wounds, the exhilaration of soaring through the sky on his first ride, and the focus and joy he felt while crafting its saddle and iron horseshoes…

Memories flooded his mind, and his eyes involuntarily welled up with tears.

"Moonlight...where are you...?" Lin Feng's voice was choked with emotion.

Wangcai sensed its owner's sadness. It gently rubbed its head against Lin Feng's leg, making low whimpering sounds, as if trying to comfort him.

The search yielded no results, and darkness gradually fell.

Lin Feng had no choice but to give up temporarily, dragging his exhausted body and heavy heart back to the cabin.

Returning to the empty wooden house and seeing the stable where his beloved had once stayed, Lin Feng felt an even stronger sense of loss.

He had no interest in doing anything, and he couldn't even be bothered to add fuel to the fire in the fireplace.

He sat on the cold wooden bed, holding his head in his hands, lost in deep self-blame and pain.

Is there something I did wrong? Is the stable not warm enough? Or have I overlooked some of its needs?

He couldn't understand it.

He didn't eat a single bite of dinner or drink a drop of water. Phantom also sensed the unusual atmosphere. Instead of curling up in front of the fireplace as usual, it jumped onto Lin Feng's bed and gently rubbed its little head against Lin Feng's arm, trying to comfort him.

Wangcai lay quietly at his feet, motionless.

Lin Feng tossed and turned all night, unable to sleep. One moment he worried about whether Bai Yueguang would encounter danger outside, or whether she would be cold or hungry; the next he fantasized that Bai Yueguang had just gone out for a stroll and would be back soon.

This torment made each day feel like an eternity.

The next day, just as dawn was breaking, Lin Feng got up again, preparing to continue his search.

His face was pale, his lips were cracked, his eyes were bloodshot, and he looked haggard and dejected.

However, the moment he pushed open the door of the wooden house, he froze, as if he had been frozen in place.

In the open space in front of the wooden house, a familiar and agile figure stood quietly.

Its snow-white fur emitted a soft glow in the morning light, the single horn on its forehead still shimmered with a jade-like luster, and the pair of folded wings on its broad back looked exceptionally sacred.

She's the white moonlight!

It's back!

"White Moonlight!"

Lin Feng charged forward almost roaring, his voice trembling with excitement.

Hearing its master's call, White Moonlight turned its head, looked at Lin Feng with its deep, sapphire-like eyes, let out a low, joyful neigh, and then trotted towards Lin Feng.

Lin Feng hugged Bai Yueguang's neck tightly, burying his face in its warm, soft fur, too excited to speak.

The overwhelming joy of finding it overwhelmed him instantly, washing away all his anxiety, pain, and unease.

"You're back! You're finally back! You scared me to death, you know?"

Lin Feng spoke incoherently, his voice trembling with a hint of tears.

White Moonlight gently nuzzled Lin Feng's cheek with its head, making a satisfied gurgling sound in its throat, as if responding to its master's longing, or as if apologizing for its unauthorized departure.

Wangcai excitedly circled around the white moonlight, wagging its tail incessantly.

The phantom gracefully leaped onto the back of the white moonlight, gently patting its mane with its tiny paws.

Lin Feng was excited for a while before he slowly calmed down.

He carefully examined Bai Yueguang's body and found that she was not injured and was in good spirits, which put his mind at ease.

"Where did you run off to?" Lin Feng gently patted Bai Yueguang's head, his tone carrying a hint of reproach, but mostly affection.

Just then, Lin Feng noticed that not far behind Bai Yueguang, there was another figure standing quietly.

That was also a horse.

A horse... that is very similar to, yet different from, the white moonlight.

It is slightly smaller than the White Moonlight, but equally elegant and agile.

Its fur is also pure white, but under the sunlight, it has a faint, emerald-like bluish halo, making it appear even more aloof and noble.

Most shockingly, it also has a spiral horn in the center of its forehead, only slightly shorter than the white moonlight's, with a tip that shimmers with a serene light.

On either side of its broad back, a pair of snow-white wings are folded up, with a faint blue tinge at the edges of the feathers.

This...this is...

Lin Feng held his breath instantly, his eyes flashing with disbelief.

Another Pegasus with a single horn?!

Moreover, judging from its physique and expression, it seems to be a mare!

The white moonlight actually brought back a female unicorn pegasus!

This sudden surprise left Lin Feng's mind blank for a moment, followed by an indescribable surge of joy that was several times stronger than the joy of finding his white moonlight!

He never dreamed that his beloved's "running away from home" would bring him such a huge surprise!