In one of the largest tents in the gathering place of the Molong Qige tribe, a man in his forties with a square face and big eyes who looked very powerful and rugged wore a brocade robe of the Molong noble.

He sat on a wolf-skin mat, looking annoyed and agitated.

In the middle of the ground in front of him stood a middle-aged man with a thin face and a somewhat obscene appearance, who was saying in a deep voice: "Lord Wang, the withdrawal of the people of the Ji Kingdom is extremely unfavorable to us, and Bayin and the Third Prince have also returned to Molong, and all the pursuers we sent out have gone and never returned. ”

"Hmph, what about those black-clothed people in the Thistle Kingdom? Didn't they promise to help kill Bayin and Bergen?"

"Lord Wang..." The thin-faced man in front of him looked like he wanted to speak and stopped.

"Say whatever you have to say, don't be verbose. Burn commanded impatiently.

"The people of the Ji Kingdom have withdrawn, their purpose is only to seize the grain of the Great Dragon people, and when the food is in hand, they will withdraw their troops. We're just a horse they use to camel food. As he said this, he peeked at the seated Bodu, and behind that seemingly respectful countenance there was a faint sinister and cunning.

"Damn thistle. Bodu picked up the wine cup on the low table in front of him, raised his head and drank it.

"Lord Wang, are we going to withdraw our troops too?" the middle-aged man asked cautiously in a low voice again.

Putting down the wine cup in his hand, Bodu was gloomy for a while and said in a deep voice: "Withdraw, now Bayin has returned to Molong." This king must let him disappear silently into the wild grass of the desert dragon. The hand on the table clenched into a fist, "This grassland belongs to me, and no one can stop it." He gritted his teeth with a fierce face, and his eyes glowed with the ruthless luster of a wolf.

"Lord Wang, according to the news sent at the end, Bayin did not return to Xilin League. Instead, he was rerouted to the Yulin League. ”

"What?" Bodu glanced at the middle-aged man in front of him suddenly, and the light in his eyes was aggressive.

"Bergen, it must have been Bergen's attention. ”

He said angrily and then ordered, "No matter what, they can't be allowed to see that old thing of Huyan Ying of the Yulin League. Now the tribes only know that we and the people of the Ji Kingdom jointly attacked Dalong because the marriage mission of Molong was attacked in Dalong, and the whereabouts of the prince Bayin and the third child are unknown. They sent troops to help attack the dragon, and once they learned that the boss was imprisoned by me, the mission was destroyed by me. The desert dragon will be in chaos. This is not the result I wanted. Speaking of this, he looked coldly at the thin-faced man standing in the center of the ground. He asked in a cold voice, "Do you understand?"

"The subordinates understand. The man replied with a respectful face.

"Sue those people of the Thistle Country, be sure to help us. Rising from the mat, Beduther walked around the low table to the middle of the ground and looked at the man.

The man looked at Bodu who walked in front of him and whispered, "Lord Wang." Those people of the Ji Kingdom said that the women who followed Bayin were very powerful, and they were not her opponents, so please figure it out by ourselves. ”

"Hateful. Bodu scolded angrily.

"Pass my order to kill Bayin and Burgan at any cost. ”

"My subordinates will do it. The middle-aged man bent down and retreated, with a hint of a sinister smile on the corner of his mouth.

Two days later, Yaoling, Bayin and others arrived at the junction of Xilin and Yulin grassland. Surrounded by an endless half-man-high turquoise grassland, a clear and wide river flows quietly on the grassland. The grassland is full of colorful flowers.

The sun hung quietly in the blue sky, and the shining river kept flashing with crystal light. Several people came to the river, washed their faces and drank horses, and took a short rest.

The happy Yaoling had long forgotten the tiredness of running along the way and squatted down by the stream.

Through the clear water, she saw her own dusty appearance. He pursed his lips and smiled at the reflection in the river, then reached out and took the warm and clean river water to wash his face, and removed the bun on the top. Washed it up.

Pearl came to her side and washed her hair side by side. The two girls, playing while washing, giggled and forgot all their worries and sorrows.

Bayin fed the horses, while his attendants and Fan Jun fished in the water.

Far away, there are herders grazing cattle and sheep. The blue sky and white clouds blew in the breeze, and the grass fell down in patches, revealing the white flock.

Yaoling, who was wet with her hair, raised her head and looked at the beautiful scenery in front of her.

"Yaoling, do you say it's Molong Beauty, or your hometown Beauty?" Pearl next to her also looked up at the beautiful scenery in front of her, and asked softly.

"Well," Yao Ling looked at it attentively, hummed softly in her mouth, thought in her head for a while, and then said to Pearl: "The beauty of the desert dragon is a beauty I have never seen, the atmosphere of beauty is heroic and magnificent, this beauty can shock people's hearts." At this point, she paused, and there was a distant hazy look in her eyes.

"My hometown is a warm landscape painting, with curling smoke and a fair woman. And the drizzle. That kind of beauty is like a light rain in spring, silently moistening people's hearts. ”

Hearing her description, Pearl's face was also filled with a deep sense of yearning.

"That's a good point. I really want to see the scenery of your Gangnam. ”

After a while, a blush and shyness suddenly appeared on her resolute face.

"No wonder that Prince Yanlong and your husband will grow up so well, such a place should really give birth to such excellent people. Hearing her say this, Yao Ling pursed her lips and laughed.

How can Yueming and Xiaofeng be compared to ordinary people?

At this time, there was a desolate sound of music in the distance, it was the sound of a musical instrument that Yao Ling had never heard, desolate and simple and low, Yao Ling, who was particularly sensitive to the rhythm of music, saw the glory and tragedy of the sunset in that low and simple desolation, and saw the lonely smoke rising in the desert.

On her first day out of Liuguan, she was amazed by the boundless desert outside Liuguan, which was the first time she saw the legendary desert.

The golden sand has boundless depth and vastness in the sunset, and there is indescribable tragedy and brilliance in the vastness.

At this moment, the sound of the instrument brought her to the boundless desert of the past.

She heard the neighing of the horses, the bleating of the sheep, and the rough and loud singing of the herding women.

Squatting by the river, she couldn't help but be stupid. Wet hair fell over his shoulders.

At this time, it was the setting sun, and in the golden light, she saw in the distance that the figure of Ba Yin and Bergen, who were leading the horse, had a hazy golden yellow and vastness.

Just when she could listen attentively. Fan Jun, who suddenly touched the fish in the river, suddenly stood up straight and looked around.

"Little master, someone is here. Before the words fell, he landed beside Yaoling as a diagonal flyer.

At this moment, Yaoling also reacted, suddenly got up and pulled the pearl up, and landed next to Bayin with a gallop. Several people gathered together, their faces full of vigilance, and each pair of eyes looked around at the same time.

Not much. Arrows flew like meteors from all directions.

Jingle bells. The snow silkworm brocade shook open, like a colorful waterfall that instantly covered everyone.

There was no one to see, only merciless arrows one after another. Densely rushed towards them in the sunset.

Yao Ling jumped lightly on the back of the parked horse, and the snow silkworm brocade in her hand waved like a colorful glow in the sky, blocking every feather arrow.

The wind blew, and the grass fell down. On horseback, she saw the pursuers hiding in the half-man-high grass a hundred meters away. They bent over and slowly pushed forward. The bow and arrow in his hand kept shooting. Those men were forty or fifty. I was slightly shocked in my heart, this was the largest number of pursuits.

"Little master," Fan Jun followed closely by Yao Ling's side, and a cold sword was also dancing impermeable.

"There are too many people. You pay attention, I'll go close to them. He said to Yao Ling, and his body jumped, and within two breaths, the others were above them. The sword in his hand flew down in the air, and a silver light swayed. In an instant, five or six of the pursuers fell screaming.

As a dead soldier in the palace. His mission is to keep Yao Ling safe, and it is not for him to think about anyone else.

Seeing Fan Jun stretching out his hand, he quickly disrupted the deployment of those people. Yaoling couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief. glanced at the eight tones and pearls in front of them, and they also danced short swords in their hands to block the attacking arrows neatly.

With a wave of snow silkworm brocade, the whole person flew out, and also floated to the grass a hundred meters away, and felt a bell sprinkled all over the sky, and suddenly the silver glittering cow hair needles flew out of the bell overwhelmingly.

Suddenly, wails and screams rang out continuously.

Those pursuers were all masters of archery, but close quarters combat immediately disadvantaged.

In a moment, Fan Jun and Yao Ling disrupted the deployment of those people, and the people hiding in the grass put their attacks on Yao Ling and Fan Jun, ignoring Bayin and the others.

Seeing that the battle was about to end, suddenly there was a rough and wild whistle and the sound of horses' hooves galloping in the distance. Yao Ling and Fan Jun in the fight followed the sound and looked over.

The two of them couldn't help but gasp at the same time, only to see a large group of people and horses rushing to the edge of the flat grassland, and they were shouting on the horses that there were eagles circling and flying overhead.

"Not good, run. When she said this, Yao Ling had already turned around and shook off the snow silkworm brocade, and the people slid towards the eight tones and pearls. Fan Jun was also a few jumpers, so he came to the side of Bayin and the others.

"Get on the horse"

Hearing the rattle's command, Bayin Pearl and the others turned over and got on their horses. The seven horses suddenly jumped out as if they were far away from the arrows of Xuan.

The horses' hooves trampled across the river, splashing the waves innumerable. The sun, which was only a tree tall behind him, silently watched the changes that took place on the vast grassland, and his eyes became soft and kind.

The seven of them were all good horses, and they were a little hard to chase after them.

The people behind him did not give up tracking because they were running fast, but gradually dispersed into a semicircle during the run.

"Not good, there's an ambush ahead. Eight Yin suddenly reined in his horse. The galloping horse raised its front hooves and raised its head with a long crook because of the sudden stopping.

The rest of the men also stopped their horses in a hurry.

"This is the standard formation that the Draconians use to round up their prey. The immediately Bayin's face was slightly red, and he said urgently.

Yaoling couldn't help but look around, and sure enough, around them at the same time, a galloping horse team appeared in a circle and rushed towards them.

Bei Fang bit his lip lightly, "We're heading west." She commanded in a deep voice.

The seven men beat their horses and ran westward again. (To be continued)