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Chapter 280 Xue Lin on the Road

In the desert of the Western Regions, wind and sand are blowing.

On the Gobi desert swept by wind and sand, the towering icebergs melted with snow water, creating an oasis with lush water and grass.

There are hundreds of families living near this oasis, and above the oasis, a palace made of white stone is particularly conspicuous.

This is one of the important branches of Luojiao in the Western Regions, and it is called the Palace of Sadness and Joy.

On this day, a vigorous dark gray hawk hovered above the blue sky for a long time, then fell directly into the palace and landed on the arm of an old man.

This old man had white hair and a white beard, and long eyebrows like snow, but his face was like a boy's, his whole face was as crystal clear as jade, without a single wrinkle.

The old man took off a several-inch-long bamboo tube from the eagle's talons, then opened the box beside him, and saw strips of dried beef and mutton inside.

Seeing the dried meat, the Harrier Eagle immediately let out an excited and suppressed cry.

Because of the bitter cold and desolation in the Western Regions, it is difficult for ordinary carrier pigeons to survive here, and only birds of prey such as hawks can be used to send messages. Regardless of feeding pigeons or hawks, they must be fed with food immediately after completing their tasks. Because of their long journey, they are already hungry, and on the other hand, because of the conditioned reflex, these hawks and pigeons become happy to send messages.

Of course, if the hawks and pigeons are really allowed to meet, the carrier pigeons used by the hive will become the delicacy of these hawks.

The old man casually threw three or four pieces of jerky into the air, only to see the hawk also soaring into the air, darting left and right in the air, grabbing the jerky in the eagle's claws one by one, then screaming excitedly at the old man, and then flapping its wings away— — It is looking for a quiet cliff, and then slowly enjoy these delicious food.

On the other hand, the old man squeezed open the bamboo tube with his hand, and the parchment in it immediately fell down. When the old man stretched out his hand, the parchment changed its direction and flew into his hand.

The sad old man spread out the parchment in front of his eyes and saw that the characters of the Western Regions were densely written on the parchment. From the beginning to the end, his face did not change much, but with a slight force in his hand, the originally tough parchment shrank instantly. , and finally turned into fly ash.

"Ningxia really deserves to be my good apprentice." The miserable old man smiled softly.

The laughter was hoarse with a little anger.

Laughing like this, he stood up and clapped lightly.

In an instant, in the shadow of the palace, several warriors from the Western Regions in full body armor knelt down.

"I'm going out for a while." The miserable old man said coldly.

"Dare to ask where the master wants?" asked the leader of the samurai.

"Go to the main helm first, and then go to the Central Plains." The sad old man walked forward, passing through the kneeling warriors.

"You guys take a good look at the house here."

As the old man walked, the bones all over his body began to creak.

The white hair also gradually turns black.

When he walked out of the palace all the way to the scorching sun of the Western Regions, he saw that standing at the gate of the palace was a black-haired boy who looked no more than 20 years old.

"I forgot how long I haven't come out." The miserable old man smiled lowly. He stretched out his hand to block the glare of the sun, only to see that his complexion was as pale as paper and his eyes were dark.

"It's been a long time since I went out."

"I really thought that my name as a miserable old man was blown out by others for me."

Behind the miserable old man, the gate of the White Stone Palace slowly closed.

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Outside Songxian County, the stars are scattered.

Xue Ling and Sheng Junqian each rode a bay red horse, which was the horse that was left at the post station before. Because of the sufficient silver, they haven't seen each other for a few days, and they feel that the horses are actually covered with a lot of fat.

And Huo Ying followed behind in white clothes, with a snow-like white horse under his crotch.

Xue Ling and Sheng Junqian didn't know where Huo Ying's horse came from. Anyway, she was also pulled out from the post station, and the postmen at the post station looked at Huo Ying completely differently from Sheng Junqian Xue Ling.

But this is Huo Ying's private matter, and it's not easy for Xue Ling to ask questions. After all, Huo Ying has already helped them both a lot in this line of work.

In other words, without Huo Ying's help, the two of them would never have been able to take away the immortal.

"Are you going to Los Angeles with us?" Xue Ling looked at Huo Ying and said.

"Is it not possible?" Huo Ying asked coldly.

"It's possible, or it's better." Xue Ling said with a smile: "I'm just afraid that it will be inconvenient for the girl."

"It's nothing inconvenient. I really want to see that patient who needs immortality." Huo Ying looked at Xue Ling and said, "If it's convenient, take me a ride."

Xue Ling nodded, and then looked at Songxian County behind her and the mountains in the distance - because it was night, only the outlines of those mountains could be seen.

"Will you come back?" Xue Ling asked.

Huo Ying shook her head: "Of course not."

"Then where are you going from now on?" Xue Ling asked again.

"Wait until you arrive in Los Angeles to make a decision." Huo Ying said softly.

"Anyway."

"I have no home for a long time."

Saying this, Huo Ying lightly kicked the horse's belly, and the white horse took the lead on the road, da da ahead of Sheng Junqian and Xue Ling.

Sheng Junqian and Xue Ling glanced at each other, then also urged the horses to follow behind Huo Ying.

It's a long way.

Starry and night.

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Luocheng, outside the Xiaohun Inn.

The inn is still under maintenance, but the work has come to an end.

Opposite the inn, the grocery store that used to have a good business has become empty now.

This is not because the goods here are not complete enough, the price is not cheap enough, nor is it because the proprietress is not good-looking enough, and her smile is not sweet enough.

It's just because there is a group of menacing people with swords and swords standing next to the grocery store. How can ordinary people dare to go in and buy things in this kind of battle?

It's not easy not to pee your pants in fear.

"So?" Shang Jiuge looked at those who were watching from a distance: "The ones from the previous two days were only the vanguard?"

"The big troops just arrived?"

"I think so." Ning Xia nodded and said, "If it wasn't for fear of bad influence, sending Hei Wu out at this time would be the best."

"Then it's not a problem of bad influence, it's a problem of increasing killing." Shang Jiuge sighed.

"But I have a question, why do they only dare to watch? Don't dare to come over?"

"Aren't they coming after me?"

"Why did you shrink back when you arrived?"

"I think it should be because of Han Dong yesterday." Ning Xia said.

"Han Dong?" Shang Jiuge was stunned: "What's his reason?"

"Think about it, Han Dong came to challenge you, right?" Ning Xia said.

Shang Jiuge nodded: "Yes."

"And now Han Dong is recuperating in bed, right?" Ning Xia said.

"But I didn't hit that!" Shang Jiuge was indignant.

Ningxia looked at the cowering people in front of him.

"But they don't know!"

"The hive didn't tell them that Han Dong wasn't shot by you."

(End of this chapter)