Yezhao Sandbar

At night, when the wind dies and the snow rests, everything is quiet.

The moonlight Yaohua is covered with deep snow, reflecting the fine luster. The cave is very dark, and the remaining ray of snow reflects off, outlining the outline of Duan Qianmo who is sleeping peacefully.

Ah Xi opened her eyes and looked into a face that was serene. Reflected by the silvery snow light, this face was as luxurious as a clam pearl, with white skin, red lips, picturesque eyebrows, and thick black eyelashes that were quietly laid down. A faint black shadow is projected under the graceful arc of the corner of the eye, such a vivid black and white, white and red, it steals the rest of the attention, only seeing him at the moment is as peaceful and beautiful as a cloud, people can't help but ignore it, He is a prince, and he is also the prince of the western feudal clan who kills and decides the Chen family deeply.

The faces of the two were very close, and the broken hair on Duan Qianmo's forehead swayed lazily between each other's noses, sometimes entangled with Ah Xi's hair, and sometimes touched the tip of his nose.

Ah Xi stared at him dully for a long while, feeling like she had a splitting headache, she simply closed her eyes again and passed out.

Until the breath was long, the corners of Duan Qianmo's mouth curved slightly, from deep to shallow, gradually retracted, like a trance dream, never had such a knowing smile.

When the sky was about to dawn, Ah Xi woke up from the dream, lifted her heavy eyelids, and caused a dull pain in her temples, and her breath immediately rushed to her chest. Go, coughed a few times suppressedly, Duan Qianmo, who was sitting in front of him with his back to the entrance of the cave, did not look back, poked the fire, and asked, "Is it better?"

"Yeah." He stretched the rock wall and sat up, "Thank you, my lord, for helping me into the cave to rest. I'm much better now."

He forgot that he was hugged and slept by Duan Qianmo last night, and Duan Qianmo didn't bother to ask for credit, and said lightly: "Okay, let's go."

"En." Ah Xi crawled to the entrance of the cave with her waist bowed, and seeing that Duan Qianmo didn't intend to get up, she reminded: "My lord, let's go!"

Duan Qianmo turned her head away from him and stood up.

A Xi was still in front, and Duan Qianmo followed. The two walked for two hours in silence, and Duan Qianmo finally asked, "How long do we have to go?"

A Xi paused, and said, "People from outside this ghost city will inevitably get lost when they come in. We must find them."

"They?" Duan Qianmo said with a sneering smile: "Find your friend from the rivers and lakes who is equal to five, so that I can counteract this king?"

A Xi glanced at him, then walked away, Duan Qianmo hurriedly followed, after walking for a while, A Xi said calmly: "If the prince suspects me, he can find his own way."

"You!" Duan Qianmo grabbed the lapel of his back, and finally said with a sneer: "Do you think you can get rid of this king with aggressive methods?"

Ah Xi looked at him, her eye sockets afflicted by typhoid fever were a little sunken, her eyes were soft, but under the calm surface of her eyes was an undercurrent of turbulence, her wine-like eyes shone with a gleam of luster, making Duan Qianmo's heart throbbing inexplicably He chattered endlessly, like a child about to open a lucky bag, uneasy, not knowing whether it was a long-awaited gold-encrusted bow and arrow or a ruler hitting his palm in the lucky bag.

It's been a long time, but in fact it was only a moment. A Xi looked at him, her tone was still so calm, "I have never harmed the prince, does the prince believe it?"

Duan Qianmo almost immediately wanted to say "letter!", but the words stuck in his throat.

Since he came back from the inn, he hasn't given a single explanation. From the night before to now, he only asked a rhetorical question.

Believe it or not, how can he control it?

He didn't even show his true face in front of others. How could he believe this kind of person?

He let go of his hand, and the moment Ah Xi turned her head, there was a fleeting disappointment.

The two walked silently for a while, and found a large rock cave. From the outside, the entrance of the cave was pitch black, and they didn't know what was inside. Duan Qianmo felt that the cave was very strange, because there was no gap between the ground of the cave entrance and the sandstone wall outside. Covered by snow, the sandstone is not the usual withered yellow color, but dark and dark, shining with the bright luster of fine sand, somewhat like obsidian crystal veins.

Duan Qianmo gave a strange "Hey", and Axi in front said: "Don't touch the rock wall, this is a place where dead people are buried, there may be..."

When he turned his head, he saw Duan Qianmo staring at his left palm, with black air spreading in the center of his white palm.

He took out his waist knife and strode back, Duan Qianmo took two steps back warily, Axi grabbed his left wrist violently, his nails almost digging into his flesh.

"Don't move!" Ah Xi growled, preventing Duan Qianmo from struggling, and the tip of the knife rested on her palm, cutting open the cross-shaped bloody mouth.

Where did Duan Qianmo suffer from this kind of suffering? Hissing hissingly in pain, he squinted his eyes and turned his head away, not daring to look at the hideous wound on his palm.

Ah Xi squeezed out the black blood, wrapped the wound with the lapel of her clothes, and asked, "Is there feeling in the arm?"

He raised his head while asking, meeting Duan Qianmo's gaze.

He looked at him with real concern, as if he was still the boy who watched the setting sun from afar and had nothing in mind.

He looked at him with dark eyes, but he didn't know whether he was an enemy but not a friend, whether he was forgetting each other in the rivers and lakes or facing each other on the battlefield.

Both of them looked away in panic.

Duan Qianmo moved his wrist, feeling a little numb, Axi asked, "How is it?"

He looked at the conglomerate wall, frowned and asked, "What is this place?"

"It may be the place where the nearby clansmen buried their ancestors." Axi looked at the dark hole, and said, "When the sand blows up in the desert, it changes every day. If the corpse is buried in it, it may be exposed to the wilderness and be killed by wolves and vultures." to feed their hunger, so this place became the place to place the remains."

"Hehe." Duan Qianmo sneered twice, and said, "Don't you believe in Changshengtian? Sky burial can bring you closer to your god, and you're afraid of being gnawed by wolves?"

Ah Xi's face darkened, and he said coldly: "We believe that the emperor of the Central Plains can abide by the agreement and maintain diplomatic relations. Did he do it?"

Duan Qianmo also knew that many people in the frontier race had died at the hands of the defenders, and he did not approve of such a way of contradicting words and deeds. What's up.

"If you keep yourselves in order, the emperor in the palace will not plan against you in advance." Duan Qianmo smiled coldly, "I can't tell, Axi is still a person who cares about the country and the people, and I don't know how you treat King Yueshi Do you have any idea about the throne?"

Questioning this, Ah Xi lost interest in talking. He glanced at Duan Qianmo's hand and said, "If you can adjust your breathing, it may have the effect of controlling the poison."

"Of course this king knows." Duan Qianmo said: "I adjust my breath, who will protect me?"

This obviously meant that he didn't trust him, and Ah Xi didn't bother to think about why he was able to sit down and adjust his breath yesterday, but today he was always on guard. The two of them already had an inextricable knot, which he could not easily resolve.

In fact, Duan Qianmo wanted to save face, to put it bluntly, he was mean-spirited, and he would feel uncomfortable if he didn't stab him.

However, Ah Xi didn't try to persuade her anymore, she just said, "Let's go."

After taking a step, Duan Qianmo screamed inwardly that something was wrong, the palm of his left hand was numb all the way to his left shoulder, and he didn't know what the poison was made of, whether he let the blood out or left a little in his blood.

The two bypassed the rock wall, followed by a wide road. At the end of the wide road were towering rock walls on both sides, in the shape of a bottleneck. of.

The two of them held their breath, walked through the wide road step by step, and stopped a few feet away from the narrow road.

The wind passes through the rock walls on both sides and swirls at the end. There are nine bends and eighteen bends in the narrow passage, and there is a faint fog of monsters, which is extremely weird.

"It stinks!" Duan Qianmo's voice echoed, and he pulled Axi who was in front of him, trying to find another way.

"Don't talk!" Ah Xi froze, motionless, staring at the narrow passage warily.

Duan Qianmo's heart tightened, but he saw that in the dense fog of the narrow road, there were faint green will-o'-the-wisps floating, gradually increasing in number, getting closer and closer.

It's a wolf!

Putting his hand on the hilt of his sword, he subconsciously wanted to stand in front of Ah Xi, swearing to the death.

However, Ah Xi stepped out before him, and instructed without looking back: "I am familiar with the terrain, after you lead the wolves away, you can go in again, remember, this is the only way to go to the end and then turn right to the exit. "

Duan Qianmo snorted coldly, and A Xihan said in a cold voice: "If you hadn't been poisoned by fumbling around, you wouldn't be here now and let me risk my life to lure the wolves away!"

Duan Qianmo choked into his lungs, and was about to say something when Axi shouted, "Help me jump over!"

With such a roar, the pack of wolves in the narrow passage restrained their steps and slowly approached as if they were being whipped, and sped up their pace and rushed out. Duan Qianmo didn't dare to delay any longer. His palm was bounced out by an internal force.

The black figure traced an arc, and was hidden in the thick fog of the narrow passage. A sharp whistle came, and Duan Qianmo watched as the rushing wolves all turned around and chased wildly into the narrow passage.

"Axi—"

Duan Qianmo heard himself uttering a hysterical long cry, his eyes widened, the eye sockets seemed to be torn apart, but the entrance of the narrow passage had returned to calm.

He drew his long sword and chased after him.

He walked all the way forward, not daring to go too fast or too slow. The narrow path was filled with thick fog, and he had to open his eyes wide to scan the surroundings, carefully looking for possible bloodstains or human remains in the narrow path, the ground, and both sides of the rock wall. , There was no end in sight, he walked forward with great pain, and walked for nearly an hour before he let out a long breath. While exhaling, his legs were almost unsteady, and the clothes soaked in cold sweat on his vest, At this moment, I feel chilly against my body.

Half of his body was already paralyzed, and the hand holding the sword was trembling due to tension. He leaned against the rock wall and looked back the way he had come.

Supporting his body with his sword, he continued walking alone.

In the desolate ghost town, it seemed that he was the only living creature walking through. The sound of deep footsteps and shallow footsteps knocked on the gravel ground, and echoes of emptiness surrounded his ears.

Duan Qianmo is like a skeleton whose consciousness has been pulled out of his body, his mind is blank, and he only follows the direction that the person told him before he disappeared, right, right...

When he saw Wu Fu running towards him with a surprised face, he knew he had come out, but what about Ah Xi?

Before falling down, he murmured the name.