The sky was completely dark, the night of the grassland looked more charming than anywhere, perhaps it was the sense of oppression of dying life, Huo Ling leaned on Yu Jue's body, his body curled up tightly, the temperature difference between day and night was extremely large, and the scorching heat of the afternoon sun and the bleak coldness of the evening wind sweeping the grassland formed a sharp contrast.

Fireworks go up, the light of the fire illuminates the clearing, and the uneasiness adds up the atmosphere, and everyone gathers together.

A young Hun man with a left bone Tu and a few soldiers with scimitars on their shoulders were walking towards this clearing, Yu Jue saw them straighten up, Huo Ling was alarmed, and also looked at the man, his eyebrow bones were higher, his eyes were deep and focused, different from Yu Jue's gloomy and gentle and uninhibited Huo Xun's uninhibited debauchery, the man in front of him seemed to be very ordinary but tense, like a whirlpool, attracting people's eyes to look at him.

"Untie them."

This sentence is a Xiongnu dialect, Huo Ling They didn't understand what it meant, Huo Xun got up, and a soldier came up to cut the rope for him first.

He laughed loudly when he saw the man in front of him.

Duan Chun and the others all looked at Huo Xun, a little inexplicable.

"Hahahaha, it turned out to be the fourth prince."

"Prince Huo Xun, I didn't expect to meet again in such a way."

The fourth prince of the Huns said that his soldiers had untied everyone's ropes one by one.

"Take them to the tent where the Yan clan lives in the west, give them food and water, don't hurt them, and make a decision when I think about it......

The fourth prince's gaze focused on Huo Ling, who was curled up and trembling beside Yu Jue, he just glanced away from him, and then said to Zuo Gu Tu, "Before you get my instructions, don't tell Da Shan Yu about this matter." ”

Huo Ling raised his eyes and looked at the four princes of the Huns who were leaving, this man should be very domineering, giving people a feeling of being unapproachable, and even a little afraid, the so-called kingly demeanor, maybe it was reflected in him.

The man just now spoke Xiongnu dialect, Duan Jingke looked at Duan Chun, he often traveled to the Western Regions, maybe he could understand a little bit.

"Brother, what did that man say?"

"We're safe for now."

Duan Chun said, Huo Xun was still sitting there, caressing the wound that Duan Jingke had bandaged himself, but fortunately it didn't hurt him.

Hearing Duan Chun say this, Huo Ling also breathed a sigh of relief, and Yu Jue still looked in the direction that the person was far away and thoughtful.

"He is the fourth prince of the Xiongnu, Mao Dunyingge, and his mother is the princess of Qin, and he is also the Xiongnu's Yan."

A group of people had been driven to a large camp tent to the west of the royal court, Huo Xun was leaning on the wooden pillar and said, "In the past, when I fought against the Xiongnu near Longyan, Yingge's tactics were amazing, thoughtful, and absolutely, he was a strong opponent...... But don't worry, he's the most righteous person..."

As the night deepened, Huo Ling sat up, and the Huns let all of them live in a camp, and the smell of sweat accumulated from the two days of running and dying was really not good, and they couldn't sleep after tossing and turning.

She wanted to get out and about.

So, slowly pacing out with light steps.

Out of the camp, the vast grassland in front of Huo Ling was illuminated by the moonlight, and the moving beauty infected her, she stretched her body, took a deep breath, pursed her lips and walked forward, strolling in the moonlight, she fell into deep thought, she was never as strong as she hoped, the encounters of the past two days suppressed her self-esteem, and along the way, Yu Jue's imminent existence zài continued to stir her fragile sensibility, making her even more fascinated by him, and his eyes had already become a shackle that she could not escape.

It's a very painful feeling, there is no way to be satisfied, but I can't get rid of the confusion.

"Maybe it'll get better!"

Huo Ling sat on the grass all of a sudden, looking up at the bright moon in the sky, suddenly, she heard a faint rustling of footsteps, and soon, not far away, a wolf appeared in her sight, and soon, Huo Ling nervously shrank back, and when she was about to get up, the wolf rushed towards her.

"Ah!!h

"Huh!"

An arrow whistled in her ear, striking the wolf's eyebrows, and its leaping body fell to the ground, motionless.

Huo Ling's heart palpitated, and when he looked back, he found that it was Mao Dunyingge, who was holding a bow and arrow, looking at her.

"Just a lone wolf,"

He smiled and continued, "The wolves of this steppe are innumerable......