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Huo Qingyun stared at Luoyang City on the map for a while, then turned his attention to the northwest.

Longmen Desert, a place that is still fresh in my memory.The sky is full of yellow sand, the wind is fierce, the most poisonous daylight and the coldest night, in the greasy small inn, there are years of wine stains on the tables and chairs.

He once saved a very special person here.

Huo Qingyun suddenly felt a heavy shoulder on his right side, and looked down, it turned out that Ye Zhanmei was leaning on him and dozing off.

Huo Qingyun turned her gaze back without any surprise, tried to keep her body still, and switched the pen from her right hand to her left.

His movements were very light, but Ye Zhanmei could still feel them vaguely.He really wanted to cheer up, get up and talk to Huo Qingyun again, this thought disappeared in a flash, and then he really did it.

Ye Zhanmei jumped up and snatched the brush from Huo Qingyun's hand, and taught him aggressively, such as that a gentleman has three fears, that everything in the world is permanent, that those who don't know the destiny are unbelievable, and that those who care about extraneous calculations in war... In short, He performed super-level this time, with a glib tongue, and expressed to Huo Qingyun the central idea of ​​"It's getting late, hurry up and rest" by citing scriptures.

And where does the war come from now that you are so concerned about it?Ye Zhan asked plausibly.

Huo Qingyun felt that what he said was very reasonable, so she followed him back to the room to rest speechlessly.

Ye Zhan smacked his eyebrows and smacked his lips, feeling happy in his heart.

Just as Huo Qingyun drew a line under the word "Kunlun", she suddenly lowered her head in a strange way to look at Zhengxiang's Ye Zhanmei who was sleeping with his right arm in his arms.

"What is this dreaming about? So happy." He gently pinched the tip of the nose of the guy who was so beautiful in the dream.

When Huo Qingyun led the team all the way to the Western Regions, her brows were always twitching.

In his arms was Yang Ning's personal letter: If Mingjiao is not eradicated, there will be no peace in the Central Plains.

Everyone in Tiance Mansion is very aware of this matter, but no one knows what kind of opponents they will face.

Huo Qingyun summoned all the lieutenants and generals in the Kunlun camp, and explained the entire battle plan in detail.The sent outposts brought back very little usable information, and he could only deploy based on his years of combat experience and innate military sense.

They did manage to ambush the Ming Cult's remnants, as they had done so many times before, but his gut told him something was wrong.

What's wrong?

Huo Qingyun lowered his head to avoid a scimitar that was swirling rapidly towards him, and shot arrows neatly with his bow. Three arrows whizzed by pierced the enemy's chest without hindrance.

"Sang Mo!" He tugged on the rein to keep it stable, and shouted loudly.

The energetic lieutenant □□ threw over the two people who wanted to sneak attack, with his legs clamped on the horse's belly, he quickly rushed over through the crowd, and gave him a questioning look.

"Take your men to the east, where the real enemy army is." Huo Qingyun ordered, "They are stalling for time!"

Sang Mo replied yes, and said again, "Then here?"

Huo Qingyun was about to speak when he caught something out of the corner of his eye and narrowed his eyes dangerously. He turned his head and took a deep look in that direction, and said, "Go and send someone to find Mr. Zuo and seal off the area near Beimang Mountain." Passage. I suspect . . . their leader or elder is around."

Before he finished speaking, the steed under him neighed and galloped away into the distance.

"General!" Sang Mo exclaimed.

The night on the Kunlun Ice Field is no different from that in the desert, except that the feet are covered with endless solid ice.

Boundless moonlight, boundless wilderness.

Chuanyue anxiously dangled at the hem of his shirt, trying to drag him back.

Huo Qingyun turned around and gestured for silence.

Chuanyue is a very spiritual horse, he must have sensed some danger nearby to act so uneasy.

but--

"Do you think I can't do it alone?" Huo Qingyun stroked the horse's mane slowly, and said in a very soft voice, "Do you want me to go back?"

Chuanyue seemed to want to make a sound, but remembered that they were hiding, so he could only blink eagerly.

"Well...Of course not." Huo Qingyun said slowly, "People who come out of Tiance Mansion have no reason to retreat."

They were one person and one horse, lurking in a naturally formed pit with short stature.

Huo Qingyun listened intently to the occasional sounds of ice breaking and colliding on this uninhabited land. Those sounds were so tiny that they were hard to distinguish, but they were the best for a careful hunter like him. guidance.

"Hush—" He touched Chuanyue's head which was rubbing against his clothes again, and said in a low voice, "Don't move."

After all, his figure flashed like a gust of wind, and he jumped out of the pit in a blink of an eye, and hid behind a huge stone wall not far away.

At the other end of this long stone wall, which was built by unknown who built it, a fiery red figure slowly appeared.

Huo Qingyun's eyes were originally as black as ink, but in the darkness, they shone with a dark green like a beast.

On the way back to the house with a pile of clothes in her arms, Yan Caiwei jumped down from a tree beside the road.

Yan Caiwei was taken aback, and subconsciously threw her clothes to draw her sword, but was interrupted by a low laugh.

"You traitor." Yan Caiwei said angrily, stretching out a finger to poke his forehead.

Yu Qingcheng firmly caught the clothes thrown away by the master, and leaned back vigorously to hide: "Don't, don't, the marks that were scratched by your nails last time are still there."

Yan Caiwei glared at him angrily, and continued walking.

Yu Qingcheng followed behind her step by step, and asked, "Is Huo Qingyun here?"

"You have something to do with him?" Yan Caiwei said, "But he has been out for a few months."

Yu Qingcheng let out a "huh" and shook her head: "It's nothing."

Yan Caiwei squinted at him and said, "I saw that your kung fu has improved a lot, where did you go to steal your master?"

Yu Qingcheng said casually: "How can I steal from you? I learned from you."

Tell a lie without blushing.Yan Caiwei didn't bother to argue with him, she straightened her temples, opened the door and let Yu Qingcheng in.

Yu Qingcheng entered the house and helped her fold her clothes and put them away familiarly.Yan Caiwei took a look at his complexion, then pulled him under the candlelight for a closer look, and finally said: "Kungfu with unknown origin, you should learn less, internal force conflicts will bring great pressure to your body, If things go on like this, the consequences will be serious.”

Yu Qingcheng responded, and then suddenly woke up and joked: "I think so, learning to dance with you is enough to travel the rivers and lakes, and learning those laborious kung fu is really unnecessary."

Yan Caiwei frowned and asked, "You were absent-minded, what happened?"

The moment the soldiers met, Huo Qingyun knew in her heart that she had been fooled.

The person in front of him was obviously not the leader, let alone any elder in the Ming Cult, and naturally he was not a saint—although her dress and behavior were deliberately imitating Lu Yan'er.

She is a decoy.

In a flash of thought, Huo Qingyun had already used dozens of tricks with her, and inexplicably, a very familiar feeling came over him.

"Who the hell are you?" Huo Qingyun asked, but felt a little funny.

How could he possibly know people from the Ming Cult?

The woman kept her mouth shut, turned her body around, and deftly got rid of the obstructing red robe, and the scimitar also stretched out from under the falling robe at a very tricky angle!

Huo Qingyun dodged the blow with a backward flip, swung the other scimitar that was chasing him away, and took another half step back, drawing the arrow and bow in one go, the flying arrow flew towards the woman with the sound of howling wind. shot behind.

There was a dull sound, and his arrow accurately penetrated the throat of the man lying in the dark, causing him to fall down without a word.

But the woman who fought against him didn't show any panic, the sharp scimitar flashed a cold light, and went up with her.

The corner of Huo Qingyun's lips curled up, revealing a cold fang.

The moon was as bright as water, and his flying shadow was projected on the shining ice, like a wolf preying on it.

□□Lightning straight forward, and then turned a strange arc - this time, the woman's thin veil and hood were lifted at the same time, and her slightly curly long hair fluttered in the air with the movement .

Huo Qingyun paused obviously.

"It's you?" he asked in disbelief.

The yellow sand is wrapped in the dark wind, and the wine flag in front of the inn is no longer as bright as it used to be.Her eyes were shining like jewels, and she murmured softly, "My name is Qi Jue."

It's amazing that there are people in this world who have different eye colors.Huo Qingyun thought so at the time.

As if she didn't hear, the woman raised her saber and attacked again, but Huo Qingyun quickly blocked with her gun.

It turned out that she always spoke in such a low and thin voice to cover up her not-so-fluent Chinese.

Huo Qingyun's eyes were bitter, but the gun in his hand did not hesitate at all.

On the battlefield, there is no room for hesitation or soft-heartedness.Sometimes he would wonder how soldiers who have long been accustomed to such survival rules should face those unworldly children and kind-hearted people after such life-and-death fights.

What they guard is the soul of the Tang Dynasty, and what they shed is the blood of the Tang Dynasty. It should not be their job to whitewash the peace.

They must use the cruelest methods to solve the most difficult things in exchange for the longest peace.Stop killing with killing.

In fact, this is a bit ironic, Huo Qingyun has always thought so, but right now, there is no time for him to think about it.

He suddenly felt a strong killing intent, right opposite him, no, in all directions!

The woman in front of her suddenly disappeared.

Just in an instant.

The surprise in Huo Qingyun's heart flashed, and he immediately noticed the woman behind him. However, the moment he turned around, another man appeared in front of him.

How could there be an accomplice? ——He didn't even notice the breath at all!

Huo Qingyun's back felt cold, and then the piercing pain spread.

He knew that this was the feeling of a machete piercing his body.

"Ah." Yan Caiwei called out shortly, a drop of blood fell on the clothes she was mending.

Yu Qingcheng was stunned for a moment, then stood up: "I'm going to find a bandage."

Yan Caiwei put the needle and thread aside, raised her pricked finger to suck it, followed behind him, and pointed to the storage place for herbal medicines and bandages.

It was just a small wound, and Yu Qingcheng quickly bandaged it up. While putting away the medicine basket, he said: "You also said that I was absent-minded, isn't it the same, Master? This is the first time he has gone out to war, so what are you worrying about?"

Yan Caiwei sighed and said, "One day you will be a parent, and you will understand how I feel."

"I don't know, it's too troublesome to raise a child." Yu Qingcheng pouted.

"However, what exactly are you looking for from him?" Yan Caiwei picked up the wick and asked, "Can't you go to Zhanmei?"

Yu Qingcheng rubbed his chin: "It's okay... Tsk, I'm afraid that guy will scold me if he finds out when he comes back."

"Huh?" Yan Caiwei narrowed her eyes, "What trouble did you run into?"

With a half-truth and half-fake smile on Yu Qingcheng's face, he said: "I'm not in any trouble, don't guess."

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