The prey was a lame ibex, who darted across the hillside and disappeared into the dense undergrowth.,I don't know when this habit started, but I just feel the urge to touch it whenever I have nothing to do, as if there's an inexplicable connection between me and it.,The sound of silk and bamboo instruments rose from below, accompanied by a clear and melodious male voice singing: "It is said that the guardian divine beast, the Golden Ox, released from the country of Xiluo, is invincible—"。