At this time, Xiao Er brought up the hot noodles.

"Guest, please use it. Because of the previous piece of silver, he was very enthusiastic.

As he put down the bowl and was about to go down, he heard a very soft word ringing in his ears: "If anyone asks about the woman again, he will say that he has not seen her." At the same time, a pair of cold eyes like moonlight in a cold night stared at him, and he shivered involuntarily: "Got it." ”

As he went down, he couldn't help but mutter, "It's cold." ”

Sure enough, those people also entered the noodle shop.

Yueming lowered her head and slowly ate the noodles in the bowl, but her ears listened to what they said word for word.

"Xiao Er came to ten bowls of noodles and five catties of beef. A sturdy desert dragon man roared loudly in a thick voice.

"Okay," Xiao Er replied loudly as he lifted the kettle.

When Xiao Er poured water in turn, a man in black lowered his voice and asked, "Xiao Er, have you seen this person?"

"Guest officer, I haven't seen this person in the shop. Xiao Er replied very naturally, with a smile on his face.

After Yueming finished eating the noodles, she screamed softly: "Xiao Er settles accounts." I don't know if it was his Yanlong accent that attracted the attention of the black-clothed people, or the cold aura he exuded when he stood up attracted the black-clothed men.

In short, one of the black-clothed bodies moved slightly, but was suddenly held down by a person who seemed to be the leader next to him.

Under the gaze of the four men in black, Yueming walked out of the noodle shop, turned over and left.

After he left, the four men in black glanced at each other, and then at the few Molong people who had buried their heads in eating noodles. They made a look at each other. I saw that the man in black who looked like the leader said something to those desert dragon people in the desert dragon language, and the desert dragon people just nodded in agreement.

Yueming rode out of the town on horseback. After walking about five miles further, he saw a grove of trees on the side of the road, and he stopped. The horse was tied to the side of the road. Then he walked into the woods, which were not very big. The trees are not very thick, and the forest is quiet, with birds chirping from time to time.

He looked up at the midday sun, and through the layers of leaves, he saw the clear sky of the tiles. Stretched out his hand and took out the white jade flute from his bosom, took it and blew it on his lips.

Besides, the few Molong people and the four black-clothed people finished eating, came out of the noodle restaurant, and several people got on the horse. They didn't go far at a fork in the road, and the black-clothed man and the Molongman separated. Looking at the backs of the group of six desert dragon people walking away, the four black-clothed people let out a sigh of relief.

"Head, can you be sure that the man in white is the prince of Yanlong?" the man who wanted to move in the restaurant just now asked the man who looked like the leader next to him.

"Yes, it must be him, we have all seen the portraits of Chang Yueming and Chang Yuening of Yanlong, and we are sure that it is him. The leader-looking man said.

"But how did he get here, is he participating in the war between the Great Dragon and the Desert Dragon?" asked the man in black earlier.

"I don't know, but the day before yesterday, I received news from the imperial capital, saying that the prince of Molong was rescued by that little magic bell, and the lord gave an order. It's better to help the Molong people except the Molong Prince, if you can't get rid of it, it's just that, no matter what, you can't hurt a finger of the witch. ”

The remaining three men in black looked at each other. A look of confusion.

After a while, another man in black asked in a low voice, "So what should we do now?"

"Go back to the country of thistle and send a letter to the brothers at the next station, asking them to avoid Chang Yueming. The adults have explained that anyone who sees Chang Yueming and Chang Yuening of Yanlong and the witch can avoid it, and if they can escape, they will escape, and it is important to save their lives. With that, the four of them flicked their whips and walked away.

The six desert dragonmen rode their horses and galloped all the way, and saw a forest in the distance, but they did not pay attention. As we approached the woods, a faint sound of a flute came from the woods. As the horse's hooves run, the sound of the flute became clearer and clearer.

It was a rhythm they had never heard before. Graceful and soft, like the woods in June, quiet and elegant.

Gradually, the sound of horses' hooves slowed down, and the eyes of several desert dragon people were attracted by a white horse parked on the side of the road, and immediately there was a man in white who was outstanding and handsome, playing the jade flute, a pair of sword eyebrows obliquely raised into the sideburns, the nose was like a hanging gall, and the eyes were slightly drooping, indescribably mysterious and charming.

Behind him was the quiet and deep woods, and the sun above him sprinkled a halo of light behind him through the layers of leaves, and there was an unreal feeling in the dazzling light.

The dragonmen slowed down their horses and slowly walked past the piper, for fear that the horse's movement would be too loud and startle the piper.

"How many of you are going there?" the flute fell, and a cold, temperatureless Molong voice came from the corner of the Piper's perfectly ruddy lips.

The six Desert Dragonmen stopped their horses and glanced at each other.

"Are you a Desert Dragon?" asked one of the square-faced young men, a little surprised and wary.

"No, but I really want to go to Molong to see the beautiful grassland and eat Molong's roasted whole sheep. The piper said lightly, a pair of handsome eyes looking at the far north, and his expression was lofty and cold.

The desert dragon people glanced at each other again, and the square-faced guy who asked the questioner asked the piper vigilantly again, "Who are you?"

"Is that okay with the wandering man?" the piper turned to look at him, his handsome eyes shining with the glint of distant stars.

"I heard that the prince of Molong has imprisoned the old king of Molong, and sent people to hunt down the prince of Molong, I want to know where the old king is imprisoned, so that I can kill him, and I also want to kill the prince of Molong. Because he cheated my beloved girl in the imperial capital. As he spoke, he let out a long sigh, and his sigh was desolate and sad.

Picked up the flute in his hand, put it horizontally to his lips and blew it again, the flute sound at this moment was sad and graceful, as if there was a lovesick person standing on the cliff, the wind blew and lifted his robe up and down, and a pair of eyes looking through the autumn water were indescribable resentment. The wary expressions of those few desert dragons gradually faded, replaced by sympathy and heartache.

"We are willing to help you, and we are also going to kill His Royal Highness the Crown Prince, if you want, you can go with us." The Molong man at the head said loudly to the piper, he couldn't listen to the flute anymore, and felt like a sharp knife had cut his heart. In an inexplicable pain, he desperately wanted to help this fairy-like piper.

Putting away the flute, a wisp of brilliance slipped under the moonlight's eyes.

That's what he wants. He was going to follow these people and find out the news of the old king of Molong and the whereabouts of those men in black.

"I saw a few men in black in the restaurant. I wonder where they went?"

"They were afraid that the prince would leave the official road, so they went to the official road to chase after us, and we took the small road, and there will be their people at the next stop. ”

At this time, these few desert dragon people, what did Yue Ming ask and what they answered, they didn't know that their minds had been controlled by Yue Ming.

As Yueming spent more days with them, their trust in Yueming grew, and they were eager to help the poor piper. Help him reclaim his beloved from the hands of Prince Molong. They didn't know what the piper's daily flute music had to be a fatal temptation for them.

Yaoling, Bayin and the others ran wildly all the way, but they never encountered the pursuers again.

Twenty days have passed, and there are still about fifteen days to go before the border pass between the Great Dragon and the Desert Dragon. On this day, several people rushed to the bottom of a mountain, and it was getting dark.

When the sun had completely set, several people led them to the mountainside.

The night suddenly changed, and it was drizzling on the top of the mountain, because they were afraid that the road down the mountain would be slippery, several people decided to rest on the top of the mountain for a night, and wait for the sun to come out tomorrow before going down.

At the top of the mountain, I found a cave that had been dug out. Several men went in and lit torches to find that the cave was covered with hay and had unburned firewood. It seems that people often stop here.

The fire was lit and several people gathered together. Because of the high mountain, even though it was a June night, the rainy mountain top was still faintly cold.

Yaoling has kung fu in her body, and she has the medicine bag given by Mr. Ghost Spirit to block the cold of the snow silkworm brocade, so she doesn't feel cold.

But the pearl was shivering from the cold, and involuntarily leaned towards Yaoling and leaned again.

"If you squeeze me again, I'll fall into the fire. Yao Ling said to Pearl with a smile, this way. Pearl is very sticky to her, and she always likes to ask questions in her spare time. Although Pearl is older than her, her clingy spirit always makes people feel small.

Hear her say this. Pearl also smiled, winked at Yao Ling and said, "No, your kung fu is so good, how can you fall into the fire?"

While the two of them were talking and laughing, Bayin on the side opened the baggage, took out the raw mutton he bought in the morning, found a small square of wooden plank, and used the knife he carried with him to put the mutton on the wooden board and cut it into palm-sized slices. The bearded guard who followed him hurriedly took an iron arrow from the quiver on his horse's back and skewered the pieces of meat on the iron arrow.

Yaoling's big eyes watched their every move without blinking, and there were two bright fires in her beautiful eyes under the reflection of the firelight.

"My brother's barbecue is delicious. When Pearl said this, her tongue was a little bigger, and she felt that there was saliva in her mouth, and when she said that, Yaoling also had a trace of saliva in her mouth, and she ate a bowl of noodles from the beginning of the day, and nibbled a few mouthfuls of dry steamed buns on the back of the horse when she ran again.

Now when I see the meat, I have a wolf look in my eyes, and I can't wait to eat it immediately, it doesn't matter if it's raw or cooked.

I saw that the eight tones took the iron arrow that had been clothed with meat to the fire, and took out a small leather bag from the baggage he carried, opened the lid, and then stretched the iron arrow with the meat on the fire and roasted it.

As the flames licked, the oil on the mutton began to drip into the fire, and a strange bright flame immediately rose from the fire, followed by a puff of black smoke.

"Ahem" Yaoling couldn't stop coughing twice, and Bayin looked at her apologetically, "You sit far away, and I'll bring it to you when it's done." ”

Yao Ling waved her hand, "I want to watch you roast." She had never seen lamb roasted like this.

From time to time, Bayin flipped the iron arrow in his hand, and after a while, he took the leather bag with his other hand, and sprinkled the spice on the meat slices against the meat, and immediately Yaoling's nose had the aroma of meat and spices mixed together, which was an alluring fragrance that she had never smelled before.

"It's so fragrant" couldn't help shouting, and there was saliva in his mouth.

Bayin looked at her greedy and smiled honestly, handed her a string of meat, and did not forget to remind her at the end of "Be careful".

Yaoling took the meat, pursed her rosy lips and blew on the meat, her face drooling. Bayin, who was watching from the side, had a touch of stupidity on his face.

"Brother, and me. Pearl said to the eight tones a little coquettishly. (To be continued)