Clear and Muddy Loss of Love

Fifty Strings Over the Great Wall

The prairie warrior brought Qi Yan to an empty tent in a corner. Although the tent was small, everything inside was complete.

The warrior made a gesture of "eating" to Qi Yan, Qi Yan nodded, and the latter left without saying a word.

Qi Yan took this opportunity to quickly wash the cloth to wipe off the blood stains on her body, changed into clean clothes from inside to outside, and untied the bandage on her forearm.Since she didn't rest much these days, the wound didn't heal well, but there was no serious inflammation, Qi Yan changed her medicine and put on a clean bandage, and lay down on the bed.

Her heart was in a mess, where did Qian Tong go?Even if he travels day and night, it will take at least ten days to reach the capital. How can he stabilize the situation during this time?

Why is there a baby crying in Jiya's tent?Given Nangong Rang's age and physical condition, the child could not be his. No wonder Jiya hurried back to the grassland to visit her relatives...

No wonder Anukin's attitude is so eccentric!No wonder no one from the Wei country saw me coming here, maybe Anukin or Jiya had already silenced me?

What about Nangongwang?Will he just follow Anukin after committing such a felony?

Qi Yan was exhausted for the past five days. She was worried about revealing her whereabouts, so she chose to travel at night, and she couldn't sleep well in the wild during the day. She lay on the bed and smelled the familiar smell in the air, and her eyelids became heavier and heavier...

I don't know how long he slept, Qi Yan was awakened by the smell of meat, there was no one else in the tent, a roasted leg of lamb, a pot of kumiss and a plate of golden baked naan were placed on the low table.

Qi Yan sat up, walked quickly to the table and sat on the floor, spread the mutton on the roasted naan with a small knife, sprinkled some leek sauce, and ate it in big mouthfuls.

"Ugh!" With a mouthful of roasted naan stuck in his throat, Qi Yan's eyes widened as he watched the person walking into the tent.

Qi Yan raised her fist and beat her chest, but her eyes were fixed on the person coming, without blinking.

The other party silently sat across from Qi Yan, took a bowl and poured a full glass of kumiss and handed it to Qi Yan, speaking standard and fluent grassland dialect in a deep and forceful voice: "Eat slowly."

Qi Yan took the wine bowl without hesitation, and drank it in big gulps, her eyes became red as she drank.

The other party silently took the knife on the table and pulled a piece of baked naan mat, spread the mutton slices on the pouch and carefully sprinkled a spoonful of leek sauce.

The person who came was very burly, more than two sizes bigger than Qi Yan, whether it was a small knife for cutting meat or a spoon for scooping leek sauce, they were a little pocket-sized in his hands. He was wearing a cowhide waistcoat and a wolfskin. Wrapped half-length—the standard prairie dress.

There was not a single hair on the man's head, and the top of his head was covered with hideous scars, burns, knife wounds, and several sunken arrow wounds.

A scar started from the left forehead, cut off the left eyebrow abruptly, crossed the left eye and stopped on the left cheek.

Big tears overflowed Qi Yan's eyes, except for Nangong Jingnv and her own sister Xiaodie, this was the first time Qi Yan shed tears in front of others.

The man sitting opposite Qi Yan pushed the roasted naan covered with mutton to Qi Yan, then raised his hand and poured her a bowl of kumiss, his thick arm was exposed to the air, and it was also covered with various scars , it is hard to imagine what a tragic past this body has experienced.

When the man saw Qi Yan crying, his heart was no less moved than Qi Yan, but he didn't shed a single tear.He grinned, and a simple and honest smile bloomed on his ferocious and terrifying face.Thick fingers dug around the neck and pulled out a hemp rope necklace with three pairs of starched maces on it, which looked old.

Man: "Where's the Horn?"

The sun and the moon shuttle, time flies, I don't know who still remembers...

There was once a pair of young boys exchanging gifts on this grassland.

Later... they chose different paths between life and death. At that time, one of the teenagers carefully pulled out the wolf tooth necklace around his neck and asked, "Where is the Horn?" He took out the gift he gave him and smiled.

She thought that the farewell would be forever.

He was convinced that they would meet again.

Qi Yan lowered her head, raised her injured arm and tightly grasped the skirt of her chest, as if she could only catch her breath by tearing her chest open.

She left the horn horn in Wuming Valley, with Bayin's name engraved on it, so she couldn't carry it with her.

Even though she already knew that her Anda was still alive, even though she had seen Bayin's appearance on the arrest warrant, it was still hard for her to see it with her own eyes.

"Pa-ta" "Pa-ta" big teardrops fell on the table, Qi Yan trembled all over, unable to utter a word.

She was happy, guilty and even more distressed. Bayin fulfilled the responsibility of revenge for herself, but she didn't find him earlier.

In these years, Bayin has wandered on the verge of death countless times, enduring inhuman torture all day long, the grasslands have been destroyed, and the plows have perished, but Bayin has never surrendered to the people of Wei. was killed.

But on the eve of the execution, a Wei official suddenly changed his mind: he felt that beheading Bayin was too cheap, so he ordered people to shave Bayin's hair in public, and burned Bayin's scalp with a red-hot iron to torture Bayin. became a blood man...

They thought Bayin was dead, so they casually threw the 16-year-old Bayin into the corpse pit. There was a heavy rain that night, and Bayin came back to life like this. He survived by drinking rainwater and eating grass roots.

After so many tortures, Bayin didn't even shed a single tear, but An Da, who watched him broke down in tears, still had slightly red eyes, but the tears were quickly suppressed by him.

He took out a crooked ox horn from his pocket, the surface of the ox horn was shiny - presumably like the wolf tooth necklace, the ox horn was also coiled and covered with pulp.

Bayin handed the horn to Qi Yan: "Put it away, don't lose it again."

Qi Yan held the horn firmly in his hand, took a deep breath, and closed his eyes in despair.

The Horn has been kept in the Nameless Valley, and it is self-evident who gave it to Bayin.

Maybe the masked man used this bull horn to establish diplomatic relations with Bayin...

Qi Yan wished he could cut himself a few times, what kind of prince is he?What kind of brother, what kind of Anda?

There is nothing he can do to destroy himself, his sister is lost and he can't find him in time. He already knows that Bayin is still in the world, but let the masked man find him first.

For so many years, I have done nothing!

Bayin: "Don't cry, a man in the prairie bleeds but doesn't shed tears."

Qi Yan's eyes widened: Didn't the masked man tell Bayin his identity as a woman?

Qi Yan observed Bayin's expression unobtrusively, and saw only sincerity and candor in the other's amber eyes.

Qi Yan scolded herself countless times in her heart again, these years her heart has been distorted into a monster, uncontrollably suspicious, speculating about everything with the greatest malice.

Qi Yan didn't want to treat her Anda like this, but the habit condensed in her bones made her own way.

That's all... What can I hide from Anda about my identity?

Qi Yan: "Actually, I..." When the words came to her lips, Qi Yan stopped abruptly. Qi Yan couldn't tell what she was worried about, but she felt that now is not the best time.

Just wait a little longer, when everything is over, I will never hide anything about Bayin again.

But... what does this "end" refer to?

Bayin frowned when he heard Qi Yan's unfamiliar mother tongue, but then he felt relieved and asked, "What?"

Qi Yan: "Sorry, I burned the wolf king totem on my chest."

Bayin was silent for a moment, and then comforted: "Your master has already told me your purpose... It's been hard for you these years. If I change it, I definitely can't do it. It doesn't matter if you burn it off, as long as you are safe."

Qi Yan: "I'm sorry, Bayin."

Bayin: "What are you and I talking about? My wounds are on my body, and your wounds are on my heart. In order to get revenge, I even married my enemy's daughter."

There was a wry smile on Qi Yan's lips, she dared not look directly into Bayin's eyes.

Bayin didn't seem to notice Qi Yan's abnormality, and said with a little excitement: "But you won't have to suffer any more soon, Anujin has decided to join us, and when we kill all the Wei people, we will row the river with Anukin And Zhi, rebuild the royal family of supporting the plow! Anda, how does your riding and archery compare to what it was back then?"

Qi Yan's heart was full of bitterness, and he chose the words that Bayin could accept, and replied: "I'm afraid this matter will not be so easy. Wei's soldiers and horses are several times that of Anukin, and we..."

Qi Yan was ready to be scolded by Bayin or even beaten up, but Bayin said: "I know, the old Nangong thief is about to die. When you get the soldier talisman, let's cooperate internally and externally, and this matter will be done!"

Qi Yan pursed her lips and nodded.

With a bang, Bayin slammed his fist on the table, causing the kumiss in the bowl to spill out.

Bayin: "Don't worry, we will help you get the soldier talisman!"

Qi Yan: "You guys? Who are you?"

Bayin smiled "hehe", stretched out his tongue and licked the scar on his lips: "You will know soon."

Qi Yan: "Okay."

Bayin: "By the way, would you like to see your son? I have personally taught him riding for more than a year. Who did you entrust to him? He is so spoiled that he can't even speak his mother tongue! But you Don't worry, I will teach him well for you, but it's a pity that this child failed to inherit your ability to communicate with horses."

Qi Yan smiled, but her heart was overwhelmed.

Sure enough, all the ominous premonitions came true!

The masked man lied to Bayin. The child obviously belonged to Xiaodie. The other party not only concealed her identity as a woman, but also put the child on her body... What is the purpose? !

But... Qi Yan couldn't explain it, just like the masked man expected.

The "we" that Bayin said made Qi Yan very uneasy. Is it the masked man, Anukin or Jiya?

If the identity of his woman is known by the latter two, he will be even more passive!

This pair of ambitious brothers and sisters should not be underestimated. Their father Er Rihe was killed by Bayin himself, and they can still unite with Bayin... It's terrible.

What about Nangong Wang?