General's Gown

On the boundless and desolate Gobi, the strong wind has just stopped. Although it is already past noon, the sun is still venomous, and the white flowers shining on the saline-alkali land directly hurt the eyes.

A long line of thousands of troops is struggling on the Gobi Desert.The team is silent and the steps are heavy.Every soldier has pale faces, cracked lips, only occasional round eyes and chests exhaling like a bellows, proving that they are not walking dead, but living people.

After walking for an unknown amount of time, the front of the team was riding a tall and strong black horse. The man in armor was finally burned by the scorching sun and ordered to stop and rest.The man's bones are rough, but he is extremely skinny, with high cheekbones, he is simply a movable skeleton covered in cracked black and yellow human skin.A pair of deeply sunken eyes glowed with a green light, like a desperate wolf.

This person is the Marshal of Beirongdu, Abdulie.

When Adullie gave an order, the eyes of thousands of soldiers lit up suddenly, and their tired and weak bodies seemed to be injected with a lot of vitality in an instant, and they scattered in all directions, pushing each other towards both sides of the road.There are gray-green grasses as high as half a person growing everywhere, which are Haloxylon grasses called "Guanyin Grass" by the people in Monan.

The hungry and thirsty soldiers of Bei Rong took their daggers and short knives and dug down from the roots of the grass. The smoke and dust rose on their chapped faces, but no one escaped.They stared at the green eyes, looked ashen, and dug nimbly. After less than a while, they dug out big pits more than one foot deep, exposing the thick and dense roots of Haloxylon grass deeply embedded in the ground.

Countless pairs of cracked and black hands snatched the thick roots, and the soil clods on the rhizomes disappeared into thirsty, pale mouths before they could be wiped clean.

In the desert, for the Beirong soldiers who are about to run out of ammunition and food, the Haloxylon grass with roots full of water is the "life-saving grass" they rely on to quench their thirst and feed their stomachs.

Adulie got off his horse with some difficulty, and looked at the soldiers who were constantly fighting for the Haloxylon grass, a trace of contempt flashed in his eyes.He took the buckskin water sack from his subordinates, drank heavily, and tremblingly walked towards the team of mules and horses carrying dozens of heavy wooden boxes behind him.

The accompanying centurion immediately ordered people to skillfully open the wooden boxes one by one. Countless gold and silver coins, precious stones and gold objects were immediately displayed in front of Abdulie's eyes. Under the afterglow of the setting sun, they quietly reflected the dazzling golden light.

The centurion bowed and said, "Look, it's all here, not a penny?"

A look of satisfaction flashed in Adulie's eyes. He reached into the wooden box in front of him, grabbed a handful full of small gold ingots, closed his eyes, and sniffed drunkenly.

The centurion observed Adulie's expression, hesitated for a moment, and finally said cautiously: "Marshal Du, for these treasures, twelve mules have been exhausted to death, and the remaining mules are also sick. It’s almost too much to carry, look...you see if..."

Do you want to abandon some treasures and hurry up?

Before the centurion could finish the second half of the sentence, Adulie was whipped on the face with a "slap".He was so frightened that he knelt on the ground, covered his hot side face, and dared not speak out again in trembling.

"Hmph, if the mule can't carry it, I'll replace it with someone else. Anyway, I have more people than mules."

As A Dulie said coldly, he suddenly felt that the whip had taken too much effort just now, making him a little dizzy, so he climbed back on the horse tremblingly.

There was no longer any delay, he had to get out of this Gobi before dark.

"Send me the order, continue to set off!"

However, when the order was issued, none of the Beirong soldiers responded.

Everyone stopped what they were doing at the same time, their eyes widened, and they looked towards the end of the Gobi with fear.

In the vast and chaotic sky, a round sunset like the first congealing of new blood splashes the golden red afterglow boldly on the straight horizon at the edge of the Gobi.Accompanied by the red sunset, a tall and vigorous black silhouette appeared in the sky.One person, one horse, accompanied by billowing smoke and dust, rushed towards them without hesitation like an arrow leaving the string!

Adulie swallowed nervously, somehow feeling that the figure in the distance seemed familiar.

Getting closer, getting closer.

They finally understood why there was billowing smoke and dust in the sky.

Because in the white smoke are the iron hooves of countless war horses!

The black figure in the front, a hideous silver mask, finally caught everyone's eyes.

"Silver-faced Yan Luo!"

A shrill scream pierced the sky, and Bei Rong's army suddenly became agitated.In the battle between Bei Rong and Yan State half a year ago, they fell under the hands of Yan Luo, a silver face. It was an outnumbered and completely unexpected defeat.After this battle, Bei Rong's soldiers were all terrified of the ghost-faced General of Yan who appeared and took the head a hundred paces away.This time they took advantage of the fire to loot, and boldly swallowed up the twelve counties in Monan without any scruples. It was also because they heard that the silver-faced Yan Luo was seriously injured and stayed behind closed doors, so they had no scruples.

Why did this person come out again!

Ahhh!Thousands of people screamed in panic and pain, and the vast Gobi instantly turned into a bloody hell.

The already dying and vulnerable Bei Rong's army was instantly smashed through the fragile line of defense by the menacing horses and iron hooves. They threw away their helmets and armors and fled in all directions.

Adulie slashed at a soldier who was fleeing in a hurry, and shouted loudly: "Those who run away, behead!"

His actions did not have much deterrent power. After fleeing all the way from the Twelve Counties in Monan, the soldiers had already resented Marshal Du, who regarded human life as nothing and was obsessed with money.Now that the enemy is in front of him, there is no time to take care of them, and they are scattered like birds and beasts, so they are in a panic.

The few personal guards who gritted their teeth and took up swords to resist, did not entangle with the well-trained and high-spirited Yan Jun a few times, and became bloody ghosts under the knife.

Seeing the sudden change in the situation, Adullie hurriedly took big steps, panting heavily, and ran desperately towards the ten or so mules and horses pulling the treasure box. His bony arms whipped the whip, and he was about to escape.

However, the mules and horses couldn't move fast because they were carrying too much weight. Seeing that the Yan army was about to catch up, Abdu Lie's eyes were about to burst, he hurriedly grabbed a few gold ingots from the treasure chest, put them into his pocket, got off his mule and ran wildly.

call!call!call!

After running for a few steps, he retched violently uncontrollably, had to stop, put his hands on his knees, hunched over, covered in cold sweat, but couldn't vomit anything.

With a chill on his neck, a sharp blade was in front of his eyes.

Adullie raised his head tremblingly, looking fearfully and unwillingly at the man in front of him under the silver-white mask, a pair of black eyes without any emotion, shining with a cold light in the setting sun.

Adulie's pale lips opened and closed, and after a few words, he could no longer make any sound.

A handful of bright red human blood was splashed on the pale saline-alkali Gobi along with a flash of silver light.

The desolate bugle sounded leisurely, Yan Changqing drew his sword, and led the tens of thousands of Xuanjia troops in the dark, and slowly returned.

After walking for an unknown amount of time, the half-round red sun finally sank into the night, leaving only a few dark purple clouds in the sky.A pointed, thin, pale crescent crescent crumbled in the dark night.

In the gray and pale moonlight, a city gradually appeared in the eyes of all the Yan troops.The towering gray-brown city walls and solid stone fortresses stand majestically in the Gobi oasis even after a major earthquake.

This is Qin Chuan, the head of the twelve counties in Monan, Yan State.

All the Xuanjia soldiers breathed a sigh of relief.In the past few days, they have suffered a lot in order to suppress the Beirong Army who took advantage of the earthquake and harassed Monan.For more than ten days in a row, they waded through the icy snow, crossed the vast desert, and went deep into the Gobi hinterland, destroying and capturing more than [-] Beirong troops.They adopted big detours and interspersed battles. This was the tactic that their coach, General Yan, was best at. He was invincible, but it was extremely depleting of vitality. Some people would secretly complain a few words.But when he thought that the coach had just recovered from a serious illness, he would be just like them, resting his head on the yellow sand, taking the sky as a cover and sleeping in the open, but he lost his temper, silently clenching his teeth and looking forward to the day of great victory.

Now that they have finally returned from victory, many soldiers of the Xuanjia Army have even begun to imagine how to eat a few mouthfuls of Monan's barbecue, how to take a hot bath, and lie on the soft bedding to rest.

The dark green and gold-studded flag of the Yan Army fluttered in the night wind.With the flag fluttering, Yan Changqing quietly watched Qinchuan City not far away.Under the ferocious silver-white mask, the straight eyebrows slightly frowned.

He raised a hand: "Pass down my military order, all Xuanjia troops are stationed on the spot and are not allowed to enter the city!"

This order is like pouring a basin of cold water on the burning charcoal brazier.Everyone was silent for a moment.

Wearing heavy armor, the soldiers of the Xuanjia Army who had just fought bloody battles and were exhausted, some looked confused, some were aggrieved, but after all, they were the army brought out by Yan Changqing himself. Military prestige, no one dared to question it loudly.

The deputy commander in chief was quite courageous.He galloped forward, looked at Yan Changqing's cold silver mask, and said in a rough voice, "What's the general's intention?"

Yan Changqing turned around, and the deputy commander in front of him was named Xiang Yu, who was seven or eight years older than him. He was tall and strong, with strange strength, his angular face was full of masculinity, and his words and deeds were rough and heroic. He was very loyal and trustworthy fierce general.

"Don't you think it's too easy for us to win these few battles?" Yan Changqing asked.

Xiang Yu frowned with thick brows, and stroked the thick hair on the back of his head: "My lord, don't tell me, this seems a little too simple! Didn't you say that the Beirong barbarians are all tall and strong, as strong as mules? But the savages we have seen in the Gobi these days are all pale and emaciated, half dead? I don’t even need an ax to chop them, just two fingers can break their thin necks!”

Yan Changqing nodded slightly, frowned, and remained silent.

That's right, these few battles are really too strange to win.Yan Changqing couldn't figure out why the always greedy Beirong Army fled in a hurry shortly after occupying the Twelve Counties in Monan?Why is it that every Beirong army they hunted and wiped out in the Gobi was all pale, skinny, and vulnerable?

Even Abdullie, the supreme commander of the Beirong Army, did the same.Yan Changqing had fought against him before, and he vaguely remembered that it was an eight-foot strong man with a face like a jujube, a voice like a thunder, a thick chest and a broad body, with brute strength, he was not easy to deal with.If he hadn't been able to identify carefully today, he would have been unable to see the skinny and weak man in front of him as the same person as the Adu Lie in his memory.

In the afterglow of the setting sun, Adulie, who was about to become a ghost under the knife, had a strange light shining in his green eyes.

"Ghosts come out of the earth. The whole of Monan is cursed. If I die here today, you may not be able to escape tomorrow! Ho--! Ho--! Ho!"

All the way home, Yan Changqing kept thinking about these few words of Adullie before he died.Confused and a little creepy.

What happened to Bei Rongjun?

Perhaps the answer lies in the distant city of Qinchuan.

Under the white moonlight, the majestic Qinchuan City Wall faintly reveals a ghostly aura.As the head of the twelve counties in Monan, there must still be tens of thousands of poor people who are suffering in that city. After the strong earthquake and the ravages of the Beirong Army, I don't know what their casualties are and whether they can survive.

No matter what terrible things happened in Qinchuan City, as the general of Yan State, Yan Changqing would never let the tens of thousands of people in the city die.

The Xuanjia Army finally settled down outside the city.Yan Changqing whispered a few words to his lieutenant general Xiang Yu, and with a hundred elite Xuanjia soldiers and hundreds of disaster relief supplies allocated by the imperial court, he knocked on the cold and heavy gate of Qinchuan City without hesitation.

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Three days later.Twenty miles outside Qinchuan City.

Camel bells burst out, and a mighty camel horse team of 500 people was slowly walking on the desert with heavy sacks on their backs.The wind and sand gradually picked up, and on the leading camel, a pair of slender and powerful calves held the camel's belly, swayed impatiently, jumped lightly, and landed on the ground.

Helian Rongchuan narrowed his eyes, looked hard at the end of the endless undulating sand dunes in the wind and sand, and turned his head: "Hey, old man, how long until we arrive in Qinchuan?"

The person he asked was an old man with a gray beard and wrapped in a windbreaker scarf in the mule cart behind him, who was known as the guide of the "Living Map of Monan".The old man's eyesight is dim, but his sense of direction is excellent.He tremblingly climbed off the frame and sat cross-legged on the floor.The wind and sand instantly made his gray hair flutter.The old man had a straight face, and the old god closed his eyes on the ground to feel the direction of the wind for a while, then dug up a handful of sand, picked up a fingernail, and put it in his mouth to lick it.

"It's almost there, there are still twenty miles left, go faster, it can be reached in half a day."

After saying this, the old man got up from the ground, bowed to Helian Rongchuan, and spread his palms.

Helian Rongchuan pouted, and a boy in white with a round face and round eyes stepped forward and put a small bag full of heavy gold nuggets in the old man's palm.

The old man weighed it with a serious face, bowed to Helian Rongchuan again in satisfaction, rode on the mule and ran away without looking back.

The boy in white is named Wei Jin, he has a lively personality and is also clever.Seeing that the old man ran away, he was a little worried and said, "Your Highness, you just let the old man run away?"

Helian Rongchuan raised his eyebrows: "Otherwise?"

Helian Rongchuan climbed back on the camel, looked into the distance, changed his tone, and imitated the old man's stiff Monan accent: "Ghosts come out from the earth. The whole Monan is cursed, you can't go, you can't go there!" ..."

The camel in the middle seemed to be disgusted by his weird accent, and snorted impatiently.Helian Rongchuan wrinkled his nose.This camel smelled too much, and it was far less easy to ride than his big black horse.But in the Gobi and desert, even the best hard-earned BMW is not as safe as a camel.

"He babbled all the way, saying that Monan was cursed, and he didn't want to go, so what could I do? With a knife resting on his neck, forcing him to go? One more ration, my big baby would be one less eat."

Wei Jin glanced at Helian Rongchuan silently, then touched his neck, and said to himself that a few days ago, he was leisurely drinking tea while thinking about a new prescription, and he didn't know who suddenly rushed to him. Entering the Imperial Medical Bureau, grabbing the man's back collar with one hand and grabbing the medicine box with the other hand, to put it bluntly, he was forced into this inexplicable Monan disaster relief team.

And how sacred is your big baby?Why did I hear you repeat it no less than [-] times?Eat mutton well, you miss your big baby, drink water well, you miss your big baby again.Whether you are reluctant to eat or drink along the way, leave it to your big baby.

How much can your big baby eat?

Of course, these can only be slanderously slandered, in terms of face, Wei Jin still has the obedient and quiet appearance of the youngest envoy of the Imperial Medical Bureau.

The camel horse team continued to move forward slowly, and a row of long shadows were projected on the whitened saline-alkaline Gobi. The scorching sun made these shadows longer and longer, and finally when the sun was about to set, The towering city walls of Qinchuan appeared in front of everyone.

He Lian Rongchuan looked at the solid Qinchuan city wall, which had almost no cracks even after a major earthquake, and felt a little more at ease.However, when he looked back, he saw that all the camel horse teams were blocked outside the cold city gate.

"Whoever enters the city, report the name quickly!"

Helian Rongchuan took a step back, crossed his hips, raised his head, squinted his eyes, and saw the serious-faced little sentinel on the city wall, who was wearing a black armor.

This used to be the armor that made him scoff the most, but now, Helian Rongchuan felt extremely kind and lovely.

He knew that it was this armor that protected Yan Changqing on the battlefield.

Xuanjia Army.

It seems that Yan Changqing is really here.

Aiwujiwu, Helian Rongchuan thought, Yan Changqing has a cold personality, it is no wonder that the soldier brought out has such a cold face, and his eyes are softer, for the first time, he did not care about the bad attitude of this little sentinel, and said with a smile: "Go quickly!" Let your general know that a distinguished guest is coming!"

As he spoke, he took out a brocade silk bag that had been prepared earlier from his bosom, wrapped three layers inside and three layers outside, tied it with a stone and threw it forcefully, and passed it to the little sentinel.The little sentinel looked down and disappeared from the tower with a serious face.

With a small medicine box on his back, Wei Jin leaned over curiously: "Your Highness, what are you throwing here?"

Helian Rongchuan pretended to be mysterious with a smile and said, "What? This is the treasure I prepared for my big baby."

Wei Jin: "..."

As soon as Wei Jin heard Helian Rongchuan say "my big baby", her head hurt, so in order to control herself not to complain, she had to keep silent.

He Lian Rongchuan continued to smile: "Believe it or not, when my eldest son saw the treasure I gave him, he would run over excitedly with tears in his eyes and open the door for me personally?"

Wei Jin nodded reluctantly, trying to maintain a polite yet graceful smile.

Not long after, a tall and handsome figure appeared on the tall city tower.The black light armor with narrow waist and narrow sleeves is majestic and beautiful, and the long black hair like satin is neatly tied into a bundle, and the tail of the hair flutters slightly in the wind, gently brushing against the cold silver-white mask of the man.Under the mask, a pair of black and white, clear and sharp black eyes are searching downward.

"Hey——! This way! This way!" Helian Rongchuan took a few steps back and waved his arms vigorously: "It's me!"

Yan Changqing's eyes fixed on Helian Rongchuan.The eyes of the two met.

Although Helian Rongchuan had thought of that person in dreams and memories countless times before, but now that he saw him under the city wall, Helian Rongchuan still felt that his heart was still the same as when he first saw Yan Changqing. Bang bang jump.

Helian Rongchuan showed a bright smile and said loudly, "Long time no see! General Yan, how are you?"

While winking at Wei Jin, as if showing off his rare treasures, the meaning couldn't be clearer.

Wei Jin on the side felt that his jaw was so shocked that it almost fell to the ground.Yin...Yan Luoyan Changqing with a silver face and a silver face, is the eldest...big baby of his Second Highness?

Yan Chang quietly watched Helian Rongchuan's face.The afterglow of the setting sun gently reflected the profile of the man under the city tower with a layer of golden and fluffy light, making him look so handsome, full of wildness and vitality of life.

He is still alive!

live so healthy.

A ripple flashed in Yan Changqing's dark eyes, he turned and disappeared into the tower.

Helian Rongchuan turned around, and glanced proudly at the little imperial physician who hadn't recovered from the shock: "Did you see, my big baby is excited to open the door for me personally!"

However, Wei Jin raised his head and looked in the direction of the city wall, pointing at the back of Helian Rongchuan with fear on his face, he was unable to speak: "You...you look at your back!"

Helian Rongchuan turned his head abruptly, and Yan Changqing reappeared at some point on the high city wall, facing him, and steadily pulled out a long bow in purple shirt, the silver nocking finger gleaming coldly.

The arrow aimed at the figure of Helian Rongchuan.

Helian Rongchuan: ...? ? ?

Helian Rongchuan was confused, and was about to take a few steps forward to ask what happened, but just as he took a step forward, he heard a sound of piercing, and a silver arrow "swish" shot into the ground where he stood inside.

Helian Rongchuan raised his head in astonishment, before he could open his mouth, he heard "swish, swish" in his ears, and a row of sharp silver arrows shot into the ground less than an inch away in front of him!

The smile on Helian Rongchuan's face finally froze, and he looked up in shock.

Yan Changqing looked at Helian Rongchuan's astonished expression below the tower, put down his bow and arrow, his fingers trembling slightly.

"You are not welcome here." He said.

The wind was too strong, and Helian Rongchuan thought he heard it wrong: "What did you say?!!"

Yan Changqing closed his eyes in pain.The little sentinel on the side put his hands in the shape of a trumpet by his mouth, and said loudly:

"My general tells you to get out!"

"roll!!!"

This time, everyone under the tower heard clearly.

Helian Rongchuan's eyes widened in disbelief.

roll?

why? !

He was about to ask again, but the figure on the tower disappeared.All the sentries raised their bows and arrows in unison, aiming at everyone in the camel horse convoy outside the city gate.

"The general has an order, if you don't retreat again, shoot to kill!"

Helian Rongchuan stood under the tower with a face full of disbelief, like a child who was at a loss and did something wrong.

After a long time, Helian Rongchuan gave an order, and the team of camels and horses in the dusty world unloaded the heavy relief supplies that had been carried all the way, and sacks, large and small, piled up into a hill in front of the city gate.

Helian Rongchuan looked up reluctantly, but could only see a row of cold bows and arrows on the city wall.Never saw that familiar figure again.

The camel horse team finally turned around and left Qinchuan City with heavy steps.

It wasn't until the camel team had gone far that Yan Changqing returned to the tower and stood quietly, watching the familiar figure in the distance gradually disappear into the night.The wind blew the yellow sand up suddenly, causing a slight ripple in his black mercury eyes.

At this moment, Yan Changqing didn't know that with the rising of the moon, the mighty camel horse team at the end of the skyline slowly stopped, and a man riding on a tall camel was also heading towards the sky from a distance. He looks over.

The wind and sand gradually subsided, and the man's amber-like eyes burst out with a fearless and unhesitating brilliance.

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Although Qinchuan City was built on the Gobi, it is backed by snow-capped mountains.In early summer, the glaciers melted and merged into clear rivers, like the snow-white arms of a girl in love, gently surrounding this oasis in the Gobi.

The people of Monan called this river, which bred countless oasis creatures, the White Wolf River.

Monan's terrain is high, and the sky appears lower.The deep indigo night is low, dotted with countless silver-white stars all over the sky, which is extraordinarily magnificent and bright.

For some reason, Yan Changqing felt that the stars were extremely low and bright tonight.The gurgling water of the Bailang River is shimmered by the stars all over the sky, as if all the stars have jumped into the clear river water, just like the Milky Way.

Thousands of tents are intoxicated, and the stars and shadows are crumbling,

Guimeng was separated by the Lang River, and was shattered by the sound of the river.

For no reason, Yan Changqing stood by the river and suddenly thought of these two lines of poetry.Under the sky full of stars, inside and outside Qinchuan City, countless simple felt tents were erected to avoid earthquakes, isn't it the scene described in those few poems?

The difference is that under the ten thousand tents, no one has the leisure to get "drunk".In front of almost every felt tent, there are one or two gurgling and steaming medicine jars.In the white steaming heat, many people came out of the felt tents, folded their hands together, and kowtowed reverently and respectfully to the towering snow-capped mountains in the distance.

In the face of death, all living beings are equal.No matter poor or rich, noble or poor, everyone in Qinchuan City has a solemn expression when they kowtow and pray, with incomparable sincerity and awe.

Yan Changqing never believed in the so-called ghosts and gods, but now, he sincerely hoped that the gods and Buddhas would bless that person.

The night is long, the mountains are high and the road is far away, I just hope he is all right.

Don't, don't come back.

Yan Changqing spread out his palms, and with a little bit of starlight, he carefully looked at the brocade package sent by the little sentinel today.The small bag was tightly tied, but the knots were haphazard, completely in Helian Rongchuan's style.The inner three floors and the outer three floors were opened, and there was only one thing inside.

A bright silver three-edged arrow.

Yan Changqing recognized at a glance that this was the arrow he shot at Helian Rongchuan on the edge of the cliff in Qixia Village that day, with a little barb on it.

How painful it must be to pull/come out of the flesh and blood.

A trace of guilt and distress suddenly surged in Yan Changqing's heart.

He picked up the arrow with his fingers and looked at it carefully.Strange, it was clearly an arrow that hurt him, why did Helian Rongchuan wipe it so clean and bright?It seems that it has been rubbed countless times, and the sharp edges and corners of the arrow have become a little blunt, no longer pricking like that, and even a little, warm.

Yan Changqing gently caressed the arrowhead with his fingertips, and suddenly felt that there seemed to be some uneven marks on the side of the arrowhead.

Facing the glowing flames outside the felt tent in the distance, Yan Changqing could see clearly that there was a crooked word engraved on the side of the three-edged arrow.

"clear."

Yan Changqing's heart was beating violently, and when he touched it with his fingers, there was indeed a word on the other side of the triangular arrow.

"Sichuan."

Yan Changqing put the three-edged arrow on the big rock by the Bailang River with a "slap", and turned his head away.

boring!

It seems that the arrows shot that day were still too weak.I should shoot a few more, let him suffer more, and see if he still has the leisure to carve any words!

After thinking so viciously in his heart for a while, for some reason, Yan Changqing turned around again, hesitated for a moment, picked up the arrowhead and wiped it carefully, carefully wrapped it in brocade silk, and tied it again with a strong and elegant arrowhead. knot.

If he was unlucky, then the meeting on the tower today would be the last time he saw Helian Rongchuan.Helian Rongchuan's gradually frozen smile, astonished and hurt eyes, kept appearing in Yan Changqing's mind.

Every time he thinks of this, Yan Changqing feels a sense of loss and sourness in his heart.

But three days ago, from the moment he entered Qinchuan City, he had no other choice.

As the head of the twelve counties in Monan, the once prosperous Monan City became a hell on earth within a few days of the earthquake.What really destroyed the so-called "Desert Pearl" was not the earthquake, but the sudden outbreak of the epidemic in the city after the earthquake.

On the collapsed streets, beside the grass where bones were piled up, there were patients bent over and retching, or patients with pale faces and skinny like skeletons.The relief food that had been longed for finally arrived, but many people in the city died before they even had time to take a bite.

It was also this sudden epidemic that caused the Beirong army who invaded Monan to take advantage of the fire to suffer so much. Many Beirong soldiers were also infected with this strange epidemic. Withdrew one after another, fleeing for their lives in a hurry.But the devil's claws of the plague did not let them go. Tens of thousands of Beirong's soldiers died during the retreat, and the other half died at the hands of the Xuanjia army who were looking for annihilation.

Yan Changqing finally understood why Marshal Abulie of Beirongdu said those words with eyes full of reluctance before he died.

The earth is full of evil spirits, and thousands of ghosts come out.The whole of Monan was indeed cursed by this menacing epidemic.

Yan Changqing never regretted entering Qinchuan City.As the general of Yan State, he has the responsibility to save the people from fire and water.Even if he unfortunately died here in the end, he would not hesitate.

However, he must not let Helian Rongchuan be involved.He owed that person too much, and his heart was full of guilt, and he must not let Helian Rongchuan fall into a dangerous quagmire just because his heart softened for a moment.

I am sorry.

I can only use this method to protect you.

Unknowingly, Yan Changqing walked further away from the felt tent.The bonfire set up outside the yurt looks like little fireflies when viewed from here.

The gentle night wind blows through the lush green grass by the river.It's very quiet here, no one is there.Only the gurgling Bailang River at the foot brought bursts of refreshing and sweet coolness in the light white mist.

After thinking for a while, Yan Changqing took off his black light armor and close-fitting underwear with confidence, and untied his hair belt.His hair was very long and smooth, like the top-grade black satin, now it was loosened and hung casually around his waist and neck. Yan Changqing suddenly felt his heartstrings, which had always been heavy, relax a little.

Yan Changqing submerged his whole body into the clear river water, swimming quietly like an elegant and free fish.

During the day, he is a great general who is admired by everyone and speaks one word.Only when there is no one at night, can Yan Changqing occasionally let go of the heavy responsibilities on his shoulders, indulge himself for a while, and think about nothing like a child.

Especially in the past few days after entering Qinchuan City, he was really tired and depressed, but he couldn't show anything.And the scene of forcibly rejecting Helian Rongchuan under the tower today made him grit his teeth to hold on, almost suffocating.

If the tension continues like this, Yan Changqing really doesn't know how long he can hold on.

Perhaps only the clear and cold river water can temporarily soothe his tired body and mind.

Yan Changqing had excellent water skills, and after swimming a long distance, he emerged from the water with a "crash", panting lightly.The wet black hair stuck to his cheeks and collarbone, making his face look as white as the moonlight, and his eyes darker and brighter.He was facing up, floating quietly in the river, silently looking at the bright galaxy above his head.

I don't know where that person is now, is there such a beautiful night sky above his head?

Yan Changqing opened his eyes, stared at the stars in the sky for a while, and suddenly realized that he was thinking of Helian Rongchuan again for no reason, and couldn't help feeling a little ashamed and angry with himself.

What the hell is wrong with him!

Yan Changqing buried his head in the river again, trying to wake himself up.

However, at the moment when he re-immersed in the water, he suddenly heard a moderate sound of water in the river not far away.

Whoa- whoa-

Yan Changqing immediately tensed his muscles, pricked up his ears, and stared at the direction of the sound of water.

It seems that there is a person swimming against the flow of the river.Who will it be?

Beirong people?No, if you want to sneak attack, it is absolutely impossible to be alone.

Herdsmen around Monan?It is also impossible.Diving against the icy river water requires excellent water quality and endurance, and ordinary herdsmen simply cannot do it.

Who is it?

Yan Changqing swam towards the shore, leaning against the cold boulder, calmly preparing to draw out the silver sword under his clothes.

When I turned around again, I couldn't hear the sound of the river anymore.

What about people?

Did I hear it wrong?

Yan Changqing watched the movement in the river vigilantly.But the white mist rising from the river blocked part of his vision.

"Whoa-!"

There was the sound of water again, Yan Changqing looked at the direction where the water splashed, and slammed down with his palm——

But it made an empty hole!

Yan Changqing's eyes widened in astonishment. Before he could react, something in the river suddenly grabbed his left ankle. Yan Changqing lost his balance unexpectedly and was pulled into the river instantly.

Gollum-

Yan Changqing didn't have time to take a breath, he choked lightly, his narrow waist was suddenly grabbed by someone, and he opened his eyes in the water.

In the sparkling clear river reflected by the starlight, a man was gently hugging his waist, showing a smirk like a child's trick, handsome and with a bit of wild charm.

Yan Changqing was completely stunned. He was stunned for several seconds. He opened his mouth in the water, as if he wanted to say something, but he only spit out a huge bubble.

Yan Changqing suddenly exerted force and pushed Helian Rongchuan far away with one elbow.

With a sound of "哗啦", Yan Changqing emerged from the water, his face pale, and he swam towards the shore recklessly.His mind was so disturbed that he didn't care about the slightest trick, and his movements in the water became a little stiff and clumsy, like a young eagle that accidentally fell into the river and had to flop around.

However, after a few thumps, the stones by the river were slippery, and Yan Changqing accidentally stepped on the ground and fell backwards suddenly.

Helian Rongchuan hurriedly stepped forward to grab him, and Yan Changqing happened to fall into Helian Rongchuan's broad and strong arms.The bare/naked smooth back and the wet chest behind her were immediately pressed against each other.

Yan Changqing instantly realized that Helian Rongchuan was wearing clothes.

And he didn't.

Yan Changqing was suddenly embarrassed and embarrassed, trying to break free, but Helian Rongchuan closed his arms, as if embracing a rare treasure, hugged Yan Changqing even tighter, and moved closer to his red ears, with the corners of his mouth raised, his voice was low and sexy :

"I didn't expect Yan Da