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The fat lamb sizzled on the fire, sprinkled with a handful of salt and a handful of cumin, and the aroma wafting out of the air was mouth-watering. Yang Qingfeng cut off a large piece of meat and handed it to Xiao Lan, and said with a smile: "Try it, you can't taste it in Guan."

The sky in the desert is the deepest dark blue, and across a shining galaxy, it seems that you can reach the stars by reaching out. The sky is so wide and the land is so wide that even the state of mind will follow along. The soldiers of Da Chu sitting around piled up bonfires, listening to Yang Qingfeng talk about the previous wars, and how the Chu army was in the famous Huerhe Battle. Bewildered by the enemy and strayed into the depths of the desert, trapped in the sand for seven days, how did he stand out from the siege and kill his opponent without leaving. Speaking of the wonderful place, the surrounding soldiers held their breath and dared not speak loudly, as if they were already in that tragic battle. Lieutenant Zhou Yao laughed softly: "I didn't see it, the old general is quite a storyteller."

"Things that have been experienced personally are naturally vivid in speaking." He Xiao said, "The old general used his soldiers to be victorious in all battles. He once killed the Hu bandit in fear. Today, the elderly in this area still regard him. For the protector."

"Where is Xiao Shaoxia?" Zhou Yao asked, "What do you think of the general?"

"Martial arts are high and powerful, it is said that they can also be ranked in the arena." He Xiao said, "Besides, he is the only apprentice of the old general, and he was sent by the emperor himself. It shouldn't be much worse, let's take a look. "

Xiao Lan lay on the sand dune with her arm pillowed, resting with half-closed eyes. Approaching midnight, singing came from the barracks. First, one or two people sang in a low voice, and then one by one, the magnificent one. The voice was dull but strong, penetrating the yellow sand with a ray of homesickness, and drifting to the homeland thousands of miles away, with a deep concern that can't be broken away.

On New Year’s Eve, the family was supposed to be reunited. I don’t know what his Xiao Mingyu is doing at this time, whether he is drinking tea and chatting with his mother, or watching A Liu set off a cannon to sweep away the dust to drive away evil and welcome the new. As he thought about it, a smile appeared in Xiao Lan's eyes. He put the small red jade flower on his whip again, and just about to get up and return to the camp, there was a faint roar from the earth in the distance.

It was the sound of the wind, and also... the sound of horseshoes.

In Yangzhi City, the water in the pot is slurping and boiling, and the white and fat dumplings are rolling up and down, but the shapes are different, some are handsome and full, some are slanted, and I don’t know if they are made with a few pieces of dough. Together, a big bulge.

Yue Dadao took the colander and said with emotion: "I have only heard that the words are like the person, and now it seems that dumplings are like the person."

"You can eat it, what you want to do so beautifully." A Liu stood beside her rubbing his hands, whispered, "You look so beautiful in these new clothes."

Lu Chai carried the vinegar saucer into the kitchen, stepped in one foot, turned calmly, and stepped out again.

Heard nothing.

With a blushing face, Yue Dadao pushed A Liu a handful, complaining that his mouth was slippery, until the whole family sat around eating dumplings, the surface was still hot. Lu Chai smiled, and planned to make a few more teasers after eating, and asked when the little lovers planned to get married, but Tao Yuer had already packed up the empty bowls and chopsticks, sent him back to rest, and was not allowed to wander around outside.

"Don't keep the year old?" Lu asked.

"You don't need to guard, the wind and cold will heal within a few days." Tao Yuer said, "Go to bed earlier."

Yue Dadao also took the opportunity to say: "That is, the son can't stay up late."

Lu Chai couldn't laugh or cry, and wanted to argue again that he was not weak, but Ah Liu had already forcibly helped him up and pulled him back to the bedroom.

"Is that to your dad?" Lu Chai poked him in the chest, "Be careful I don't agree to marry you a wife."

A Liu chuckled: "Dadao is thin-skinned, so dad don't talk about her, just say me."

"What can you say about these five big and three rough?" Lu Chai cursed with a smile, sending him out. I washed myself and went to bed, wrapped in a warm bed, listening to the sound of firecrackers in the distance, but in my mind I could not help thinking of A Liu and Yue Dadao, a pair of lovers standing together, the situation was really warm and sweet.

Then why is he alone? Lu Chai thought about it carefully, but didn't want to understand. Naturally, he didn't believe in the lone star of Tiansha, who had come out casually by A Liu, guessing that the silly son didn't even know the meaning of these four words, so he confused himself with it.

Is it possible that I have encountered a bad-hearted man before, so my family keeps it secret and keeps it quiet? Lu Zhui was shocked by this thought, and Wu Lei turned over with a bang, continued to think, continued to sleep, and finally did not know when he fell asleep. But even when he fell asleep, the things in his mind did not dissipate, but turned into an indescribable and charming scene, with inaudible wet whispers, shuddering, and incredibly fragrant, dyeing the dreams crimson.

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An ancient wind blows through the boundless desert, raising the sky with sand and dust. Da Chu soldiers assembled quickly amid the sound of the horn, noisy but in order. The battle flag was hunting, and the vanguard officer She Mang was instructed by He Xiao to lead his army to meet the enemy first.

"Xiao Shaoxia." He Xiao said, "you can also follow She Xianfeng."

Xiao Lan nodded and took the lead, turned on his horse and galloped away, and soon caught up with the vanguard. This is a well-equipped cavalry unit. The soldiers are selected from each battalion. The soldiers are high-spirited and energetic. Every time they fight, they are like a burning arrow. They are the first to come out, deeply Inserted into the enemy's hinterland, where it caused an earth-shaking fire.

"It looks like it's really moving this time." She Mang said, "Usually Hu Dahan leads the army. This is the first time I have seen Yelvxing go out in person."

Xiao Lan said: "When I was in Da Chu, I met the Lord Xilan, his skill is not low."

Have you been to Da Chu? She Mang was a little surprised, but even more dare not to take it lightly. The two armies faced each other, and the scene was deadly silent, with only the sound of burning torches.

Yelvxing sat on the horse and looked at Xiao Lan not far away, with a slightly unclear smile on his lips. He was once taught a lesson by him in Da Chu, knowing that this person's martial arts should not be underestimated, fighting alone, he is not necessarily his opponent, but if you add the army behind both sides, then it is not necessarily who loses and who wins. .

"Master," Hu Dahan reminded in a low voice beside him, "The overall situation is important."

"Why, my uncle thought I was really stunned and confused?" Yelvxing sneered, "Did you see the man in black clothes? He is Xiao Lan, a master of the Central Plains martial arts."

"It's also your rival in love." Hu Dahan said.

The corner of Yelvxing's mouth raised: "At this time, why does my uncle always miss the love of his children, okay?"

Hu Dahan was choked by him and wanted to talk, but Yeluxing's eyes were dark, he took the lead to ride out of the camp, only raised his arms, and the thousands of troops behind him were like quicksand pouring, following him closely, facing The great Chu pioneers rolled away.

"Charge!" She Mang roared, his legs clamped his horse belly, and he rushed towards the enemy. Xiao Lan raised a black gold iron whip with one hand, and drawn a bitter cold light in the night sky. He stepped on the stirrup with one foot and leaped out with his strength. The enemy rushing forward had no time to see clearly. The black shadow, there was already a hot and severe pain on his neck, screaming and falling to the ground.

The whip brought out a powerful internal force, one swept away, Xiao Lan went wherever he went as the **** of Shura crossing the border, wailing constantly, blood flowing into a river. Yelvxing shook the horse's rein fiercely, and Feisha Red Jiao raised his head and neighed his four hoofs and stepped on the wind, like a fire meteor passing through thousands of troops.

"My King!" Hu Dahan yelled from a distance, and threw a large gilt bow at him. Yelvxing steadily caught it, and with his left hand drew three sharp arrows from the quiver, bowed the full moon and aimed with one eye, and shot Xiao Lan away.

He is the best archer in the desert. Hundreds of wild wolves and golden eagles are his prey. The sharp spears pierced the cold night sky, and he yearned for the heat of blood again.

The sound of breaking the wind came from behind him, Xiao Lan's ears jumped slightly, and his body suddenly fell down, and three sharp arrows quickly dashed across his back and shot through the throat of Xilan's cavalry.

Xiao Lan didn't give Yelvxing another chance to shoot a second arrow. He even gave up on the warhorse. He stepped on the heads of countless soldiers and flew up to Yelvxing like a flat ground. He opened the black iron whip again. Fangs swept a crack in the yellow sand in the air.

Yelvxing waved a knife to block it, but although he was not injured, his arm was numb. He was a little bit astonished. He didn't know why Xiao Lan's kung fu had soared so bizarrely, or because he hadn't used all his strength when fighting against him before?

Before he could figure out what was going on, Xiao Lan had already forced another palm in front of him, Hu Dahan threw a whip, wrapped Yelvxing’s waist and pulled him away from the horse with force, and gave an order. Dozens of archers who had prepared for a long time lined up to surround Xiao Lan.

The sharp arrows and spears that pierced the air were intertwined under the firelight into an impenetrable and fatal net, but Xiao Lan did not jump to avoid it. The Chinese soldier drew a long knife from his waist, waved his arm and hit an internal force, cutting off all those arrow feathers. Feisha Red Jiao kicked his back hoof a little irritably, trying to shake the person on his back down, but was caught by a huge force on his mane, and his head was hit hard, making him dizzy for a while. When he was dizzy, he spread his four hoofs and rushed forward.

Yeluxing yelled something, Feisha Hongjiao didn't understand it, Xiao Lan didn't understand it, but even so, she could feel the irritation contained in it.

A faint cry came from the distance, it was the army of Chu who came to support, the torches were connected on the horizon, and the sky was half red.

Xiao Lan got off his horse and handed the Feisha Red Jiao to an adjutant: "I'm optimistic."

The adjutant is a red-faced hall. When he is happy this time, his whole person is as red as Guan Erye. He laughed proudly: "Xiao Shaoxia is really a young hero. This is the treasure of Xilan Kingdom. After Yelvxing returns, he will I'm so angry."