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This was a duel without suspense. Lu Wuming didn't even make a move. He just rode on his horse and looked at the hustle and bustle of the battlefield from a distance. He left the enemy to Xiao Lan, but Xiao Lan also left the enemy to his men. The soldiers-after all, it is a rare opportunity to practice hands.

Qi Ling took the knife and dropped it, and cut an enemy under his horse cleanly, and then took two more steps. He wanted to go elsewhere and continue to kill the enemy, but unexpectedly, the previous person had cheated to die, taking advantage of him not to prepare for evil. The wolf generally rushed forward and dragged the people to the ground. Qi Ling was caught off guard. Seeing that the shining scimitar was already in front of him, his hands and feet were firmly suppressed. He thought that he would definitely die this time, but the person who was pressing on him suddenly sank and fell on his chest. before.

Xiao Lan pulled Qi Ling up from the ground: "Is it all right?"

"Thank you Xiao Shaoxia." Qi Ling was in shock, "I was too careless."

The rest of the Chu army fought bravely and quickly wiped out all the enemy troops. Xiao Lan gave a brief command: "Handle it cleanly."

Everyone agreed and made a big pit in the soft yellow sand. The damp brown gravel was rolled up, deeply concealing the breath of blood and killing, and two hours later, the water vapor in this piece of sand will be lost. The daylight evaporates cleanly, so that everything is restored to its original state.

"Drive!" Xiao Lanyang spurred his horse, Feisha Red Jiao raised his head and hissed, stepping on the wind to the depths of the desert, and the other soldiers followed closely, bringing billowing smoke and dust along the way, and kept submerging to the end of the sky.

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"The king!" At sunset, a cavalry rushed into the camp. His expression was anxious. When he dismounted, he almost fell to the ground and stumbled into the camp. He knelt down and said: "Report the king, Aguoer The patrol team led seems...like missing."

Yelvxing stood up suddenly upon hearing the words: "Missing?"

"I should have returned yesterday evening, but I haven't seen a trace until now. All the people sent out to look for have returned and found nothing." The cavalry continued, "Neither one nor a horse was found."

"Then why are you reporting now?!" Yelvxing was furious.

The cavalry knelt on the ground and whispered: "Agoer had been out for the whole night because he was drunk before, so... please forgive the king!"

"Bastard!" Yeluxing asked angrily, "Where is Namur? There was something wrong with his patrol, where is the others?!"

"Back to the king, Lord Mumu has already gone to find it himself." The cavalry hurriedly said, "I haven't come back yet."

"Are there other abnormalities?" Yelvxing asked again as he strode out.

"No, and the whereabouts of the Chu army have not been discovered." The cavalry trot behind him, "It's not like an enemy attack."

"It wasn't the enemy's attack, why did Aguoer disappear out of thin air? Could he still get lost?" Hu Dahan walked towards him before Yelvxing spoke, his face seemed to be painted with black paint, his tone of voice It is also hard and cold. The cavalry lowered his head and fell silent. Yelvxing asked, "What do you think of uncle?"

"I personally led some people to find it," Hu Dahan said, "but the king must not leave this place, lest he is caught in the plan to move the tiger away from the mountain."

"Okay." Yelvxing nodded: "Uncle must be more careful."

Hu Dahan grew up in the desert since he was a child. He can bend his bow and shoot golden eagles and slash wild wolves with his bare hands. He knows every grain of sand, every river, and even every cloud in this vast sandy land. , If he can't even find Ago'er, that can only show one thing-the patrol team has been so real and completely disappeared in this desert.

However, the trouble is far more than this one. Only two days later, someone came to report that they had seen ghosts in Camel Peak, and it was dark, as if there were a hundred people, a thousand people, or even more. It was creepy to sing on the moon in the middle of the night. He glanced intently, but he was nowhere to be seen.

Yelvxing's complexion was deep, and water seemed to be wringed out between his eyebrows.

Hu Dahan said: "Why don't the king go to the army first? The people have already been brought."

Yelvxing recovered from his thoughts and asked, "Here?"

Hu Dahan nodded and said, "Even if the Chu army is really pretending to be a ghost lately, with these warriors, we can still get the bargain back on the battlefield."

It was getting late, and in the deepest part of the desert, Qi Ling was untying his belt, humming an ambiguous ballad in his mouth, solving the problem heartily. Unexpectedly, the dripping thing was not over yet, a silver knife was already on the neck, and a woman said coldly: "What are you singing?"

Qi Ling was frightened, his body froze and asked, "Who are you?"

"Answer my question first." The woman repeated it again.

Qi Ling said: "Hometown Minor."

The woman slapped him in the face and knocked him to the ground.

As soon as Qi Ling rolled on the spot, he raised his hand and drew a long knife from his waist, watching the woman in red in front of him vigilantly.

"Your last name is Qi?" Red Luosha asked.

Qi Ling said: "My name is Wang."

Red Raksha frowned slightly.

Qi Ling saw the right time, raised the sword with both hands high and killed him, but before he could get close, he was swept into the air by a sleeve, his chest was tight and painful, and he almost vomited a large mouthful of blood.

"Help!" he screamed.

Hong Luosha sneered and looked at him with his arms folded.

There were noisy voices not far away. After Xiao Lan led the people to arrive, he was a little surprised to see his opponent: "How could it be you?"

Red Rakshasa coldly said: "Passing by."

Qi Ling got up, staggered to hide behind Xiao Lan, and said, "She wants to kill me."

Xiao Lan said, "Why does she want to kill you?"

Qi Ling asked loudly: "Yes, why are you killing me?"

Hong Luosha said: "Because you sing badly."

Qi Ling: "..."

"If she really wants to kill you, you won't have a chance to cry for help." Xiao Lan said, "Isn't it hurt?"

Qi Ling flexed his muscles and shook his head, but he was still angry.

"I'm leaving." Hong Luosha turned around to leave, but was stopped by half of the Qingfeng sword.

She stepped back and said coldly, "Your son is annoying, but you are even more annoying."

Xiao Lan said behind her: "Why does the girl come here?"

"Passing by." Hong Luosha turned to look at him, "Believe it or not, I just passed by."

Xiao Lan glanced at Qi Ling, who was still soft on his side.

Red Rakshasa said again: "I said, he sings badly."

Qi Ling whispered: "She just asked me if I was surnamed Qi."

Xiao Lan asked, "What did you sing?"

Qi Ling said: "Huh?"

Xiao Lan said, "I ask you, what did you sing?"

Qi Ling said honestly: "Peach blossoms are red and apricot blossoms are white. Lang is riding a bamboo horse around the bed."

Xiao Lan frowned slightly when he heard the words, that piece of sheepskin roll?

Red Rakshasa was a little impatient: "Will you let me go?"

Xiao Lan said: "No."

The Red Raksha drew his sword out of its sheath.

Xiao Lan said, "We have a mission here. Since we were bumped into by the girl, at least we have to wait for the end of this mission. Please forgive me."

Red Raksha snorted, "Grandma Auntie is really bad for her blood for eight lifetimes."

Qi Ling moved his dull, painful wrist, and wanted to scold his mother. The ghost knew that he could even pee a wicked girl when peeing in the middle of the night. It was a tattered luck.

Red Rakshasa asked: "How long will you stay here?"

Xiao Lan said: "As little as five days, as many as ten days."

The Red Rakshasa scabbed the sword and said, "I'm hungry."

Xiao Lan smiled and sent someone to take her to eat, but he personally sent Qi Ling back to the tent and said, "Who taught you the ballad just now?"

"No one has taught it specially. The kids at home can sing, and they will learn it by playing together." Qi Ling wondered, "Is there any mystery in it?"

"Can I ask one more thing?" Xiao Lan said, "maybe a little presumptuous."

"Xiao Shaoxia, but it's okay to ask." Qi Ling nodded.

"She Xianfeng said that the Qi family has been in business for generations, and has passed through the desert countless times to go to the Western Regions to do business. It is extremely prominent." Xiao Lan said, "I want to ask whether the Qi family's caravan had any accidents during these years. ?"

"I've been out, why haven't I been out?" Qi Ling said, "I've encountered bandits and been blackmailed by the local snake to the west. Even my dad has encountered accidents."

Xiao Lan asked, "What is it?"

"It's something before I was born. I can only say a few words from my grandmother." Qi Ling said, "When my dad was young, he went west to sell silk with his little uncle. After half a month, he went to the hinterland of the desert. Husbands."

The other party was extremely cruel. They killed and slashed when they saw people. The Qi family brothers grabbed a horse in a panic, and both fled to the depths of the desert. They were lucky enough to get their lives back under the long sword.

"Then the two of them quarreled." Qi Ling said.

Xiao Lan puzzled: "Quarrel?"

"Yes." Qi Ling said, "My father complained about the little uncle, saying that they were all the bandits he provoked, and they did not go on the official road, but wanted to make a detour to find people. My young uncle was under twenty at the time and had a terrible temper. Very, I have to say that I can't misunderstand the wrong person. The two had a fight in the middle of the night. After my father woke up the next morning, the little uncle was gone."

"Where did you go?" Xiao Lan asked.

"I don't know about this." Qi Ling said, "I only know that a few years later, Dad went to the desert again in person, and when he returned home, he set up a burial mound for the little uncle and entered the Qi family. Ancestral Tomb, I guess he should have also inquired about some things."

Xiao Lan nodded: "That's it."

"If Xiao Shaoxia wants to know more, just wait for this time to return to Yumen Pass." Qi Ling said distressedly, "My father is coming again."

Xiao Lan said, "Come and persuade you to go back?"

Qi Ling scratched his head and smiled dryly: "He has never wanted me to come to the northwest."

"Okay, thanks in advance." Xiao Lan stood up, "go to sleep."

"What about the demon girl?" Qi Ling asked, "Is there anything wrong with the Qi family?"

"There are entanglements, but it may not be enmity." Xiao Lan said, "I will tell you after I clarify this matter."

Qi Ling nodded: "Okay."

One night passed quickly. When the morning sun rose, Red Raksha raised his right arm and looked at the string of colorful glass beads on his wrist against the sun. Xiao Lan sat beside her, and said, "Is there any information sold recently?"

Hong Luosha said: "I am not interested in doing business with you."

Xiao Lan said, "If you don't want silver, then I will trade you for one thing."

The Red Rakshasa asked: "What's the matter?"

Xiao Lan said, "The young man who fought with you last night is indeed Qi, a native of Shanxi, and has been a merchant for generations."

Red Rakshasa indifferently said: "What kind of valuable news is this."

Xiao Lan smiled: "Does it really count?"

Hong Luosha glanced at him. He planned to refute a few more words, but for some reason he suddenly lost interest. In the end, he only threw a stone in his hand into the fire, and said casually: "There are guests in the Yelvxing Camp."

Xiao Lan asked, "Who is it?"

Red Raksha stood up, patted the dirt on his body and went to the other end.

Inside Yumen Pass, the one-armed old woman was questioning: "Why didn't you come yesterday?"

Lu Zhuiyue: "So seniors are still looking forward to me now?"

The one-armed old woman sneered: "If you don't come, it is impossible to guarantee that you will seduce my baby with a look of care and coquetry."

Lu Zhui entangled: "I can still have a relationship with Hu Mei?"

The one-armed old woman twisted his profile and pinched the red seal before letting go, and said: "You stand up, I will look at your figure."

Lu Zhui did what he said.

The one-armed old woman looked at him for a moment and said, "I will teach you a set of skills."

Lu Zhui said politely, "How embarrassing the predecessors are."

The one-armed old woman said: "Don't learn it."

Lu Zhui immediately said, "Learn!"

"I have the conditions." The one-armed old woman said, "I teach you kung fu. If you have learned it, then go to Wangcheng to catch a good man and let him marry my daughter."

Lu Zhui sat back on the stone bench: "I won't do it if I force this kind of thing."

The one-armed old woman raised her hand to hit him.

"Don't." Lu Chai hid, "If you really want to hug your grandson as soon as possible, there are so many good men in the Da Chu military camp, all of whom are no less careful than you. It is better to persuade the daughter to leave Youyouquan and join the army ?"

The one-armed old woman couldn't express her feelings: "You are really not thin-skinned, and I am embarrassed to say such things."

Lu Zhui said modestly: "Exceeded the prize."

The one-armed old woman spit out the skin of melon seeds and continued to bask with him.

Lu Zhui waited for a long time, and finally couldn't help but ask, "What about Kung Fu?"

The one-armed old woman said: "Stop teaching."

Lu Zhui: "..."

"Why?" The old woman gave him a blank glance. "You are only allowed to lie to women, but you are not allowed to lie back?"

"Don't dare." Lu Chai had a good attitude, "Senior, just cheat."

The one-armed old woman continued to lick melon seeds, Lu Zhui also took out a book as usual, and laid it on the stone table to kill time. It was only two pages that hadn't been read, but when the steward hurried in, he whispered, "Master Lu, General He is here."

The one-armed old woman raised her eyelids.

Lu Zhui said in surprise, "General He came to the shantang?"

"Yeah," said Guan. "It's in the front hall."

Lu Zhui hesitated for a moment, then stood up and said, "I'll be over."

"Sit down!" the one-armed old woman said.

Lu Zhui: "..."

"Let you sit down and rush to reincarnate?" The one-armed old woman grabbed his sleeve and said to the steward, "You, go tell the general, let him come to this little courtyard, my old lady. I want to see him."

It's ugly to deal with to Lu Zhui: "This..."

The one-armed old woman held Lu Zhui's wrist and slammed it heavily on the stone table. Smoke and dust rose suddenly. The thick rock actually broke in two in the middle and thumped on the ground.

The steward was so frightened that he almost jumped up, "Master Lu is okay, right?"

"I see, if I don't let him go, he won't be able to go." The one-armed old woman raised her eyebrows.

Lu Chai said helplessly: "Then please tell the general about the matter."

"Okay, I'll go now." The steward nodded quickly and ran out in a hurry. Seeing his back disappeared, the one-armed old woman just let go and blew the dust on the back of her hand.

Lu asked, "Senior's hands are okay?" Just now, his wrist was completely wrapped in the skinny palm without any injuries.

"What's wrong with you?" The one-armed old woman raised her eyelids, "I hesitated when I heard the news. Could it be that General He came to collect the debt?"