Chapter Twenty-Five: The Strange Farmhouse

Wu Hanjiang's eyes flashed with doubt, Long Xi smiled, and Tian Xiaoye held his hand nervously. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

The old owner of the village is even more solemn, "The front-line soldiers repay with blood, there can be no fake."

After a long while, Wu Hanjiang gradually retracted his compelling gaze, replaced by a look of embarrassment, although his face was still cold, but the eyes revealed as if he had something to ask for and felt abrupt and could not say it for a while.

Long Xi patted his buttocks, stretched, yawned with relief, and took Tian Xiaoye's little hand and prepared to get into the carriage.

As soon as one of his legs stepped on, Wu Hanjiang behind him suddenly spoke, and his voice became like a soft couch like a willow in spring, "Don't go yet, I have something to ask for."

Long Xi never expected that the dignified Wuhanjiang, the peerless swordsman recognized in the world's martial arts, would actually swallow his anger and beg for courtesy, but he still shook his head and said helplessly: "If you have something to say, as long as you don't delay me going home."

Wu Hanjiang said without hesitation: "Follow me to Ziyu Pass." Long Xi slowly raised his head at this time, but he didn't say anything, but it was certain that he would never agree to him, you must know that Ziyu Pass has perennial wind and sand all the year round, and it is a desolate scene, as long as it is not a local person, ordinary people from the Central Plains rarely set foot in it. Long Xi was even more interested, Wu Hanjiang seemed to know that this was a bit difficult, he exhaled deeply, and returned to the posture of a dead man who swore not to bow his head before, but his voice was indescribably indifferent: "Count me begging you, only this time."

Long Xi stood there for a long time without moving, he couldn't imagine that Wu Hanjiang would do it to this extent, even if the knife was on his neck before, he couldn't make him succumb, let alone let him show such a humble posture as today,

Long Xizhi was surprised and puzzled, what made him bow his head to others, what could make this peerless swordsman who was the best in the world abandon his self-esteem and plead bitterly with his former enemy?

But the only thing that is certain is that he is not for himself, a person who is in danger of the future, and even disdains his own life, if he is willing to bow his head, it must be because of others, Long Xi still shook his head, but the corners of his lips have shown a smile, which makes people feel a warm smile.

His other foot suddenly stepped into the car, Tian Xiaoye was already waiting for him in the car, Wu Hanjiang's whole person was gray like a sculpture, standing motionless, his body had merged into the vast sky, the sky was dark, and his head was lower.

Long Xi suddenly poked his head out of the car and said with a smile: "Why don't you get in the car if you want to go to Ziyu Pass, are you walking?"

The dim sky suddenly seemed to have a meteor flashing, the smile at the corner of Long Xi's mouth had not faded, Wu Hanjiang's eyes had already looked up, and a cold heart suddenly jumped, although he didn't say a word, but his eyes were no longer the same, although it looked cold, but it was what a living person should have, Long Xi looked at him and didn't say anything, they seemed to have a heart, no need to speak.

At this time, Longxi's carriage was walking on the road leading to the Ziyu Pass, which had not been broken for a hundred years.

For this reason, he also hired a coachman, who originally refused to go, but the price of Longxi's car no longer allowed him not to go. And Wuhanjiang is cold and arrogant by nature, and would rather ride a horse than ride a car.

The ancient road is desolate, the night is even better, fortunately it is late spring, the weather is not cold, Longxi and Tian Xiaoye have fallen asleep in the carriage, the bumpy dirt road is even more tired, Wuhanjiang is still sitting on horseback, not feeling tired at all, this seems to have become his habit, this bumpy life and restless wandering have melted into his blood.

Some people's lives are like this, they are destined to be lonely and drifting away from birth, the four seas are home, laziness and comfort do not belong to them, his daily life is full of hardships, but when he gets used to this hardship, he can no longer live like a normal person, and he can not appreciate the warm emotions between people.

A car, a horse, and a coachman, a total of four people, in this vast sky, the deserted land is like a mirage, even they themselves can't believe that there are only four of them in this vast desert world.

Fortunately, a fire lit up in a distant place of yellow sand, and they had already run towards it.

Tian Xiaoye was very happy, she finally saw a populated place for a long time, she patted Long Xi's shoulder to wake him up, Long Xi rubbed his sleepy eyes and said, "Is it here?" Wu Hanjiang beat his horse over and said in a deep voice: "I have been to Ziyu Pass for at least half a month, and I have only walked for half a day."

Tian Xiaoye pulled him and said happily: "I see people, I see people."

Long Xi squinted his eyes and said lazily, "So you haven't seen anyone?"

Tian Xiaoye had already jumped out of the carriage, so she jumped around on the ground, feeling that her arms were about to rust, she pulled down Longxi with a smile, stretched out her hand and pointed to a fire in front of her and said, "Look, look, there are people there."

Long Xi followed her fingers, and sure enough, two earthen houses appeared on a piece of yellow earth not far away, and the lights were lit up in the houses.

They parked their carriages and horses in the distance and walked to the only house in this lonely world of yellow sand, and they really did not expect that such a place would be inhabited.

They had already walked to the door of the hut, Tian Xiaoye stepped forward and knocked on the door, and Long Xi and Wu Hanjiang stood aside, as if they were expecting what kind of person would come out of the door.

With a creak, the wooden door opened, and out of it was a shirtless, stubble-covered one-eyed man.

This one-eyed man also showed a hint of surprise when he saw Tian Xiaoye for the first time, and then a fleshy smile on his face.

Tian Xiaoye was taken aback coldly, turned around and ran into Long Xi's arms, but Wu Hanjiang strode over, still holding the pitch-black iron sword in his arms.

The one-eyed man stopped laughing for a moment, stepped back vigorously, opened his mouth, and muttered, "You, what are you going to do." Then three or five such big men suddenly came out of the house, and their momentum looked like bandits robbing houses. The one-eyed man who was originally frightened and retreated was energetic again in an instant, and said straightly: "Where did you come from?"

Long Xi walked over, blocked in front of Wu Hanjiang, and said with a smile: "We have no malice, just passing merchants."

"Ahh

"That's natural, as long as there is good food and drink, we are willing to pay" Long Xi still looked kind.

The one-eyed man hurriedly motioned to everyone, let Longxi and them into the house, and said with a smile: "There is wine and meat in it, friends, please come in quickly."

Long Xi entered the house, and suddenly faintly heard a miserable cry that seemed to come from under the ground. Wu Hanjiang was even tighter, and the knife was about to come out of the sheath, but was suddenly stopped by Long Xi quietly, and said softly: "Let's take a look first."

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