Zilan

Looking at the endless end, it is all dark and dark.

A lamp suddenly lit up, illuminating one area.

The beautiful woman knelt down on the ground, her slender hands protruding from her red sleeves, gently stroking the person lying in her arms.

It was an extremely handsome man, but it was a pity that he was asleep with his eyes closed.Otherwise, if he opened his eyes and curled his thin lips, he would be able to easily seduce the young girl's mind.

"That's great, you won't leave me again."

The plain hand stroked the pale chin, fell to the thin lips, and then went up, Kou Dan lightly tapped the corners of the eyes.

"I won't look at other people indiscriminately anymore." She leaned forward, her lips pressed against the cold cheek, her posture was like a pair of mandarin ducks cuddling together.

Kou Dan poked hard into those beautiful eyes, dug out two bloody eyeballs, and held them in the palm of his hand.

Suddenly, the woman seemed to be startled by something and turned her head.

She was startled, then pulled the loose hair behind her ears, and smiled softly.

"Wan'er, come here."

Stopped abruptly.

Darkness surged.

******

"Young master." Yan Zhuoqing supported Jiang Jiuwan who was suddenly unstable and almost fell off his hunchback.

Jiang Jiuwan was in a trance and hadn't reacted yet.Because at this time, both of them were wrapped in white cloth, only their eyes were exposed, and they were dressed similarly to the camel businessman yesterday, so Yan Zhuoqing couldn't see it, but he could also feel the young master's restlessness, so he simply wrapped his waist around the He lifts up and hugs his own camel.

"It's better to go back to Linhuang." Yan Zhuoqing hugged the man behind him, blocked the flying sand in front of him, turned around and patted the young master's face through the cloth.

The camel that Jiang Jiuwan was sitting on also kicked over and rubbed his leg worriedly.

"I'm fine, Great Xia Yan, the doctor said that too." Jiang Jiuwan came back to his senses, "Just now I was distracted after looking at the desert for a long time."

When I woke up this morning, Jiang Jiuwan's face was so pale that he seemed to die in the next second. Yan Zhuoqing's face darkened at that time, and all the doctors in Linhuang City were arrested to take his pulse. A group of doctors tremblingly took the pulse under Yan Zhuoqing's heavy eyes In the end, they all came to the conclusion that "this young master is in good health".

Even so, Yan Zhuoqing was really worried.

"Hold tight, young master." Yan Zhuoqing pulled Jiang Jiuwan's hand to let him hug her waist, and teased, "What's so interesting about the desert, just look at me."

"En." Jiang Jiuwan replied inaudibly, his voice muffled by the fabric, "Then Hero Yan, you can only look at me."

Yan Zhuoqing had a good ear and caught his words.

Today's young master is a bit different from usual, if it were normal, he would definitely not be able to say such self-willed words, making Yan Zhuoqing feel that he is really cute as hell.

Yan Zhuoqing couldn't help but turned his head and pecked the young master, even if he pecked his mouth full of yellow sand, he didn't care.

He smiled and said, "Okay."

The simple two words made Jiang Jiuwan rejoice, and wanted to hold out his whole heart to let Yan Zhuoqing know how happy he was.However, when Yan Zhuoqing turned his head to look at the desert to identify the route, his heart fell silent again.

Didn't you agree to just look at me?

Anger and grievance made the whole heart sore.

Jiang Jiuwan clearly knew that this emotion was so inexplicable and unreasonable, but he couldn't control the turbulence at all, so he could only bury his face in Yan Zhuoqing's back, trying to calm down his emotions.

The yellow sand was blown by the wind, like flowing water stirring up waves, covering up all the traces left here, no birds and beasts could be seen, only the wolf statue made of yellow stone and flying sand filled the sky, Jiang Jiuwan curiously Touching the fangs of the wolf statue, the sharp and real animal fangs seemed to close their mouths in the next second. The fangs pierced through the clothes and pierced into the tender meat.

Yan Zhuoqing pulled his hand back and held it tightly.

The sun dissipated the scorching heat unreservedly, and the black spots in the distance twisted into a line, and when they got closer, a little greenness appeared.

A bit of greenness gradually spread and stretched, outlining the green forest around the crescent moon, and the white tents hidden in the yellow sand.

Sango arrived.

According to records, Sango is located at the edge of Mobei's abdomen. Although it is full of yellow sand, it is nourished by the crescent moon lake and surrounded by green shade. It is rumored that this is the blessing of the wolf god, so that this barren desert has a place where humans can live. , so the Sango believe in the wolf god, and they also have a pair of wolf-like eyes, so there are rumors that they are descendants of the wolf god, with a vicious and ferocious temperament, and they drink blood like hair.

When Yan Zhuoqing listened to Young Master Jiang talking about this passage, he laughed until he fell on his lap.

"How can they be called wolves, they are clearly a group of silly dogs."

What Jiang Jiuwan saw in front of his eyes was a Sango man with ears made of some animal fur on his head, which proved that Yan Zhuoqing's words were true.

The night sky in the desert is extraordinarily bright, and the figures of singing and dancing are involved in the flames along with the stars.

"Yan Zhuoqing, I was really shocked when I saw you." In the white tent, the Sangge man who was sitting face to face with Yan Zhuoqing was wearing a white robe like the others. Covering his head, his green eyes reflected the shining fire, but the blue wolf totem stretched out from his neck, which was different from others, showed his extraordinary identity.

"Don't worry, Chief Sang, I've stopped being a killer a long time ago. I'm not here to take your dog's head." Yan Zhuo shook the wine in the glass, the wine in the rough vessel was clear, it looked as gentle as a crescent moon lake, but it was extremely spicy when you tasted it .

Also, how could the wine in this desert be mild.

"You know that's not what I'm talking about." Leader Sang frowned, his ears shaking.

"It's okay not to mention the old things." Yan Zhuoqing raised his index finger on his lower lip to signal him to keep quiet, his gaze involuntarily glanced at the center of the crowd, and his brows were raised together, "not to mention Sang Zhuo, just that little thing is worth my heart ?"

Sang Zhuo looked up and followed his gaze, it was the man who came with Yan Zhuoqing.

It is rare for the clan to see outsiders, and the clan members are gathering around to drink with him.

Toasting a guest means that the Sango people express that the guest has a good impression, although they will not admit that they are guests to those who do not like it.

The table shook, the wine glass fell heavily on it, a few drops of wine splashed out, and Yan Zhuoqing got up suddenly.

Sandro's eyelids also twitched, this is one of the few complete wine glasses in the clan.

Jiang Jiuwan was trapped in the crowd, blushing and politely refusing to invite the Sango people who invited him to drink, but his gentle and gentle attitude made them more enthusiastic. Some people wanted to drag him to dance outside the tent, but just When he touched his arm, he was squeezed by the people behind him and bumped into Jiang Jiuwan directly.

Although it didn't appear on the surface, Jiang Jiuwan was actually mentally weak and tired of coping with the invitation to drink, so he was caught off guard by the sudden collision, and the force made him lose his footing and fall down.

Yan Zhuoqing's pupils constricted, and he rushed forward.

There was an exclamation, and a pair of hands stretched out from behind to catch Jiang Jiuwan.

But these hands do not belong to Yan Zhuoqing.

Sang Zhuo remembered something, he forgot to tell Yan Zhuoqing that an acquaintance was also here.

The author says:

There will be no cannon fodder men and women, except flower pickers (emphasis added)