Fantasy: Starting From Being In A Desperate Situation And Running Around As Escorts

"We are destined, this knife was once my saber.

I gave it to General Yue, General Yue gave it to you, and now you have saved my life..."

Zhu Minghe suddenly laughed.

"This shows that I don't deserve to die!"

Li Changshou didn't say anything and threw the body of a wolf to him.

Zhu Minghe used the dagger he carried to cut open the wolf's fur, and hot blood spurted out.

Zhu Minghe lay on it and started sucking crazily.

After a while, the corner of his mouth was dripping with blood.

"eat quickly!"

Li Changshou handed him the roasted wolf meat skewered with tree branches, "After this meal, I can last for a long time. I don't know when I will meet a pack of wolves next time!"

Zhu Minghe drank too much langxue, his stomach was churning, and he almost vomited it out.

After hearing what Li Changshou said, he swallowed it back.

Li Changshou ate up both wild wolves in one go.

Zhu Minghe couldn't eat anymore. He couldn't help but swallowed when he saw Li Changshou chewing on the wolf leg.

There are no condiments, just the meat is simply grilled.

Even so, he can still eat it.

After a day's journey, he sat down and breathed for a while, feeling full of energy.

Especially after eating wolf meat and drinking wolf blood.

Martial Dao's polishing has never been self-taught in a cave.

Or reading and writing in the academy, reciting poems and composing poems.

Once enlightened, breaking through several realms does not exist in Martial Dao.

But in the life and death fight on the battlefield, in the difficult march step by step.

From the outside to the inside, progressing step by step, constantly feeding back the physical body.

Polish your body and mind.

From Datang to Xianbei, passing through deserts, oases, grasslands...

The journey along the way, the training along the way, is more effective than any panacea for Practitioner.

Two people and one horse traveled day and night.

Li Changshou lay on the ground for a while to identify the direction, and then walked through the night.

The desert at night is not as hot and unbearable as during the day.

The wind kept blowing.

"What are you doing here in Xianbei?" Zhu Minghe asked.

"Traveling dart."

"Escort?" Zhu Minghe said, "After General Yue died, you suffered a lot. Just wait until I go back... Just wait until I go back!"

"It has nothing to do with me. I am no longer a soldier."

"When I go back, I will prove it to General Yue and give an explanation to the Yue Family Army."

Li Changshou didn't know if he meant what he said, or if he just wanted to tell it to himself.

Zhu Minghe drank too much wolf blood, and the cool night breeze made his condition much better, and he talked more.

"Where is your home?"

"I have no home."

Zhu Minghe sat on the horse and said, "If the country is no longer a country, what is a home? We all have no home."

The soles of his feet were covered in blisters, and he gritted his teeth in pain when he walked on the ground.

Then he could only ride a horse.

Zhu Minghe continued: "This desert cannot trap me. I have been in the wolf den of the Xianbei people for ten years. I can't just die like this."

He seemed to be cheering himself up.

Li Changshou walked in front, and he was silent most of the time.

"You dare to cross this desert alone? Are you not afraid of death?"

"I was afraid, but I got used to it later." Li Changshou said in a deep voice.

"General Yue is dead, and you have become fugitives. You are the heroes of the Tang Dynasty.

My father is fatuous and doesn't understand anything at all.

All I wanted to do was settle down in a corner and enjoy the throne of the emperor.

But the people of Xianbei and Ningguo are all watching with eager eyes.

Others are like knives and soldiers, and I am like fish and meat. There is no room for negotiation.

So my mother-in-law and I fully support General Yue, but my father is that old bastard..."

Zhu Minghe shook his head, his face full of regret.

Li Changshou didn't want to talk about this, because his heart would be confused.

He didn't want to be upset because there was no point in thinking about it.

Wu Ma's snoring and Zhu Minghe's snoring came and went, accompanied by the sound of wind blowing from time to time.

The wind in the desert is like a ghost crying or a wolf howling.

Li Changshou sat cross-legged on the ground, and strange sounds came from the night.

Li Changshou stood up suddenly.

Uma also stood up alertly and made an uneasy cry.

In the distance, a dark green spot of light lit up.

Li Changshou captured a certain sound.

"Mount!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Zhu Minghe realized that something was wrong and got on his horse.

"drive!"

Li Changshou slapped Uma on the butt.

The Diao Xing black horse raised its front hooves and ran away.

In the darkness, there was a shrill cry.

Ghoul!

A special creature that lives in the desert and feeds on the flesh and blood of the dead.

Often attacks travelers or business gangs in the desert.

They are small in size, about the size of a monkey, with slippery skin and a fishy smell.

The teeth are as sharp as knives, useful for biting prey.

Diao Xing Uma raised a cloud of dust in the desert.

Groups of corpses were chasing after him.

Dark clouds covered the moon, and the desert was dark.

Only the pairs of green eyeballs behind him seemed like moving lights.

Diao Xing Wu Ma ran quickly for a while and then couldn't run any further.

It was panting heavily, its tired head drooped, and its limbs were trembling.

It is rare to find a place in the desert for horses to drink water and eat grass.

The sun is scorching hot, no matter how extraordinary the horses are.

At this time, it has almost reached its limit.

His four legs suddenly gave way and he fell to the ground.

Zhu Minghe took a mouthful of sand and hurriedly stood up and took out the dagger from his waist.

"We can't run away." Li Changshou pulled Wu Ma up, "Go over there!"

He pointed to the sand dunes not far away.

At this time, the moon slightly revealed a ray of light from the clouds.

Under the pale moonlight, the sand dunes looked like a tomb made of silver.

As if it was prepared for them.

On the top of the sand dune, a poplar tree stands proudly.

The roots, like the countless claws of a giant octopus, cling to the winding edges of the dunes.

Climb up! There's no telling if it can be defended.

The black horse had lost its strength, so Li Changshou pulled it up with all his strength, moving it forward little by little.

Zhu Minghe was anxious, "Leave the horse alone!"

Li Changshou ignored him and continued to pull the horse.

Wu Ma forced himself to move forward and finally reached the top of the sand dune.

Zhu Minghe took a deep breath, "I can't die, I can't die!

The prison officer at the Qintian Prison told me my fortune and said that the lifeline on my palm reached to my armpit, so I would have a long life! "

Li Changshou did not draw the knife immediately. Instead, he opened the water bag and took a sip himself, and then gave Zhu Minghe a sip.

Naturally, Uma is also indispensable.

The water in the water bag was almost bottomed out, so Li Changshou buried the water bag under the sand.

Then he untied the black cloth and took out the long knife.

Under the moonlight, the long knife glowed with a cold light.

Li Changshou's eyes were a little brighter, and he held the long knife tightly with both hands.

Green light spots connected together, and the roar of the corpse cut through the silent moonlit sky.

Zhu Minghe's eyes twitched when he saw this scene.

"This...this...how many such ghosts are there!?"