The summer of the tenth year of the Holy Age

Nanzhen is located in the middle of the trade road in the northwest of the northern country, as an important hub connecting the holy country and other countries, and it is also the only channel for countries outside the country to enter the Chinese country.

Even now, due to the expansion of the territory, the Holy Kingdom has conflicts with the Holy Kingdom outside the Cypriot Country, and the countries outside the Cypriot Republic have reached a consensus - the soldiers and horses will not go to Nanzhen.

As a result, trade in Nanzhen flourished, and people from all over the world gathered in it. The singing and dancing in the town is leveling, and the people are thriving. Not a single trace of the war was affected.

It was the beginning of summer, and this rain came at the right time. Since last night, the rain has been falling incessantly, washing the roof tiles of each house and soothing the loess on the merchants who come and go.

In the desert outside the Saiwai, a small caravan was slowly moving forward. From a distance, it looks like a team of marching ants in the loess. On the camel in the lead, the big man who sat on his head wore a black hat and was dressed in a very simple black linen robe. He wears a crescent-shaped scimitar at his waist, and the hand that holds the reins has thick joints and a thick calloused at the tiger's mouth. At first glance, he is a good hand at making knives.

Although the people behind him were also wearing coarse black cloaks, the silk exposed under the cloak all showed the identity of these people.

"Brother Ning, how far is it from Nanzhen here" At this time, a man behind him said to the leading man.

Ning Yuan owed, yawned, and replied slowly, "Soon, just a few more sand dunes will be there."

It was noon, the sun was blazing, and the surrounding desert was desert. The sun is like the most ferocious beast in the desert, roasting away all water and life.

"Uh, Brother Ning. You said this sentence yesterday, I really can't walk in Xia, and there is not much water and dry food in this bag, and if it goes on like this, I'm afraid I won't be able to survive Nanzhen and go to Xitian first."

"With me, I can't die," Ning Yuan said softly

Then he put his finger on the hat and looked at the distant sky, pondering for a moment. The corners of the mouth are slightly raised.

"This rain is coming"

At this moment, the rain was pouring heavily in Nanzhen City, and the sky was covered with dark clouds accompanied by lightning and thunder.

Suddenly, a thunderbolt directly knocked down the holy flag on the city wall, but there was a person on the city wall who was not moved by the thunder, and stood on the city wall as majestic as a mountain. The man was dressed in the clothes of the Holy Kingdom, and wore an exaggerated jade crown on his head, and an amber chain pinned to his belt.

In this heavy rain, the eyes are resolutely looking ahead. In the distance, the sky and sand seemed to be mixed together, becoming a sea of sand. The thunder roared, and a thunderstorm in the sand sea instantly stirred up thousands of sand waves.

The gate of the tower opened, and a man in white walked out, staring at the man on the city wall.

"Go in first, this lightning is thundering. If it hits you, I can't afford to blame your father. "

"Shiro has a dangerous journey, I wonder if it's okay at the moment," the man replied

The white-clothed scholar walked to the top of the city wall with his hands behind his back, side by side with the man.

"Don't worry, what can Shiro's kid do. Besides, isn't Ning Yuan following? No one is more familiar with the situation outside the Holy Kingdom than he is. "

The scholar paused. He also said: "Today, I asked someone to buy a batch of good daughter red at the bazaar. I've already warmed up the wine, so let's have some warm up together, how about it?"

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After an embarrassing silence, the man shrugged his shoulders and entered the city tower spontaneously, muttering "Stubborn donkey, what a stubborn donkey"

After careful calculation, it has been more than three years since Yang Shilang was assigned to the frontier. Three years ago in the Holy Capital, Shiro was killed by mistake because of an argument on the street with the only son of the Governor of the Holy Kingdom, Melimau. aroused the wrath of the saint and sent Shiro to the frontier.

During these days on the frontier, Shiro repelled the attacks of the Huaxia Kingdom several times, and even made many miraculous achievements in exchange for returning to the capital. It is said that all forces are staring at him. The henchmen led by the prime minister heard that they had sent the most elite killers under their command to ambush Yang Shilang on his way back to Beijing. And Huaxia Guo hated this young man even more, and he couldn't wait to eat his bones and skin.

But now, this legendary figure between the Huaxia Kingdom and the Holy Kingdom is lying crookedly on the edge of the rock wall with his head covered and sleeping, if no one mentions it to you, you see that he is just like the boy next door. About fifteen or sixteen years old, I don't know if the black hair is naturally produced or because it has not been washed for a long time, some curls and some greasy, but the face is extremely clean, so that the eyebrows and eyes are particularly clear, and the few freckles on the cheeks are also very clear.

In the middle of the night, the sky was still cloudy and torrential rain was pouring down. A huge arch rock lies in this desert, and the ravines and barriers in the arch rock are layered on top of each other, which is a natural rain shelter. The caravan also stopped here.

Next to the bonfire, Ning Yuan's eyebrows were closed at this time, and his fingers kept tapping the handle of the knife to make a "click...... Click...... click".

"Brother Ning, if you don't sleep again, the sky will be bright" Shiro closed his eyes and scratched his head lightly. Shiro rolled over and leaned against the camel in a more comfortable position.

"The bag of dry food on your chest, are you going to bring it to the capital as a specialty?" said Shiro

Ning Yuan glanced sideways at Yang Shilang and did not answer.

Seeing that Ning Yuan didn't answer, Shiro talked to himself.

"You said we're not hamsters, so why did we start storing food. I really don't know what the second brother's head thinks, so I have to ask you to be my tour guide."

"You said that the emperor's brain is also good, I stayed in the capital well, but I had to be driven out of the city. Now that I had been outside the fortress for a good time, I suddenly ordered me to go back. "

"I'm a flower in the future of the Holy Kingdom, don't say that I love me, just kick me around as a juju"

"It's a hard work, it's a hard work."

The more Shiro spoke, the more energetic he became, but Ning Yuan still tapped the handle of the knife with his fingers as if he hadn't heard it.

"Brother Ning, you said that if it wasn't for Mei Limao's brute bullying other people's little girls on the street and stabbing me with a dagger first, where would I have missed and injured him"

"The Holy King is really getting older and more confused, and the good young man who is righteous and brave has been falsely accused of being a murderer on the street, and now there is really no royal law......

"Brother Ning......"

"Brother Ning......"

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Ning Yuan scratched his ears and remained silent with his eyes closed.

In the dark night of the thunderstorm, a childish boy chattered to himself to a weather-beaten swordsman, and the figures of the two of them were reflected in the burning bonfire, which gradually died out in the rainy night.

Go back three months.

In a cave in the Mogao Grottoes, Chen Laozheng knelt down in front of the murmur reverently, this old man was extremely thin, his skin was rough and dark, and he knew at a glance that he was a person who had lived in the desert for a long time. Old Chen stood up with his body bent, and Ning Yuan waited quietly behind the old man.

Old Chen's face was indifferent and did not show any expression.

"Why did you want to go back to Beijing this time, you know that my brother still hates you to this day. "

"You won't be able to hide it from him when you enter Huaxia this time, even if you are afraid that you will be more than lucky," Chen Lao said lightly

Ning Que owed a debt and bowed to Old Chen.

He bowed down and replied, "Ning Yuan was a dying person back then, but if it wasn't for Elder Chen and Commander Yang sacrificing their lives to protect each other, I'm afraid that they would have already been in a different place." This kindness Ning can't repay with this body. Now the Holy City has pardoned Shiro, and the way back to Beijing is full of dangers. Don't say that the fierce and auspicious is the sword mountain and the sea of fire, and I will also send Shiro back to the capital safely. "

Chen Lao walked to the entrance of the cave, and the breeze blew, stirring up the mirror-like crescent moon spring to stir up tremors and ripples. There is a circle of unknown flowers blooming on the edge of the crescent moon, and the surrounding bushes are overgrown, and it looks vibrant. It's hard to believe that there is such delicacy in this desert.

"If it weren't for you, the old decay would have been a dried corpse in this desert long ago. You have not been indebted to old age."

"Let's get on the road,"