At dawn, when most people were still asleep, a dozen men in black were already ready to go. The dew of the pen, the fun, and the pavilion www.biquge.info the corners of their clothes, but they didn't care at all.

Granny Sang's gaze swept over the faces of the thirteen black-clothed people in front of her, her eyes sharp. When her gaze finally fell on Sang Yu's sleeping face, her expression softened.

"Go all the way." After a while, she spoke. The voice is hoarse and old.

Murong Yao just pursed her lips and bowed to Granny Sang in respect, then turned to get on the horse and pulled the reins.

Watching the departing figures of the group fade away until finally turned into a black dot and disappeared from sight, Granny Sang turned around and walked back to her small courtyard.

A new day has begun, and it's time for her to go picking mulberries and feeding silkworms.

Sang Yu was awake in a jolt, and when she woke up, she found that she was being held in Murong Yao's arms, surrounded by a wilderness. Rubbing her eyes, Sang Yu looked up at Murong Yao, who was holding her, and opened her mouth in a milky voice. "Brother Murong, when will we get home?"

"It's coming." After listening to Sang Yu's question, Murong Yao just replied like this. At this moment, they had just left Sangyu Town, not far from each other, and they were still about thirty days away from returning to Mobei.

Sang Yu regained her quiet after Murong Yao finished speaking, and she looked at the desolate scenery around her with wide eyes. It was the first time she had left Sangyu Town, and everything around her was a novelty to her.

Murong Yao always paid attention to Sang Yu in his arms, he thought that Sang Yu would cry after the novelty passed, but along the way, Sang Yu was sleeping quietly in his arms in addition to looking at the surrounding scenery.

"Brother Murong, what kind of place is Mobei?" After night fell, Sang Yu, who was sitting next to Murong Yao, suddenly opened his mouth to break the silence of the night.

Murong Yao thought for a moment. "The desert, the grassland, and the blue sky are very light. At night, a bonfire is lit and a group of people gather in a circle and sing and dance. As he said this, he had a faint smile on his face.

Sang Yu's eyes showed anticipation, and her face was red against the backdrop of the firelight. "I'm looking forward to it."

"When you get to Mobei, you'll know what kind of place it is, don't be afraid." Murong Yao stretched out his hand and rubbed Sang Yu's head. He liked the little doll in front of him more and more.

"Brother Murong will tell me some more things about Mobei, okay."

"Okay." Murong Yao looked at Sang Yu, who was looking up at him, and his face was rarely tense, pretending to be old. He was like an ordinary fourteen-year-old boy who told Sang Yu beside him everything about Mobei.

The lit fire crackled and burned with dead branches. Murong Yao's voice rang out for a long time in the night. He looked down at Sang Yu, who had fallen into a deep sleep, and gathered the cloak that covered Sang Yu's body.

"You're so gentle with children."

Ignoring his companion who sat up, Murong Yao raised his head and looked at the night sky.

Nothing was said all night.

At dawn, the group got on their horses again and hurried away.

As you travel further and further north, the scenery along the road becomes more and more desolate, and the weather becomes colder and colder. In a blink of an eye, a few days have passed, and their group has reached the boundary of Mobei.

"We have arrived in Mobei, and we will be home in three days."

Sang Yu, who was originally a little listless because she was in a hurry for several days, heard Murong Yao's words, her eyes lit up, and she cheered up and looked around. Different from the graceful beauty of the land south of the Yangtze River, everything here has a sense of boldness.

"This is Mobei! It's so broad. Sang Yu's voice was soft and glutinous, and she sighed.

Murong Yao was stunned for a moment. There was the sound of a companion laughing nearby.

"Aha, broad ......"

Because it was in the wild, the man in black didn't care about the image at all and lay on the back of the horse and laughed. After entering the city for a while, he has to maintain the image of the Xie family's iron horseman, and he has to laugh enough first.

Sang Yu saw the man in black laughing, with a puzzled expression on his face. Did she say something wrong?

"It's vast, not vast." Murong Yao's voice came from above Sang Yu's head.

Sang Yu blinked, is it different?

Murong Yao stretched out her hand and rubbed Sang Yu's head, she was still a child. Looking at the faint appearance of Sha Jiacheng and his party in front of them, their faces turned into expressionless expressions with a solemn aura. Soon they came to the gate of the city of Shagar.

Sang Yu looked up at the city gate standing in front of him, so tall. The gate was bigger than any she'd seen along the way. I saw the soldiers standing at the gate of the city strictly checking all the passers-by.

Murong Yao grabbed the reins and hugged Sang Yu, who was still looking at all this in front of him, and jumped off the horse one by one, but when he landed, he was silent.

The soldiers guarding the city looked at Murong Yao and his party, and the impatient look on their faces because of checking the pedestrians entering the city disappeared, and was replaced by surprise.

"It's the Iron Cavalry of the Xie family."

Murong Yao pursed his lips tightly and nodded to the soldiers guarding the city, and then walked into Shajia City with Sang Yu in one hand and the horse in the other. Ignore the soldier's expression when he saw him holding Sang Yu in his arms.

A soldier defending the city rubbed his eyes and whispered to his companion beside him.

"I'm not mistaken, that Murong is holding a little girl in his arms."

"I saw it too, I should be right."

"It's kind of incredible."

"yes."

The whispers behind him reached Murong Yao's ears word for word. Murong Yao frowned, and his hand holding the reins was faintly exposed with green tendons. The man in black behind him looked at Murong Yao, although his face was still expressionless, but if he looked closely, he would find that they were forcibly holding back their laughter, if it weren't for laughing out loud in public, they would have lost the majestic image of the family army, and they would definitely start to ridicule Murong Yao and laugh out loud without hesitation.

After entering the post station in Shajia City, the man in black who forcibly endured all the way finally couldn't help but start laughing.

"Aha...... I saw that the soldiers defending the city were almost frightened. ”

"That's right, that's right. I saw it too. ”

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Ignoring the laughter of his companions, Murong Yao hugged Sang Yu and came to the observation deck on the top floor of the post station. Here, most of the entire Shajia City is in view.

Sang Yu looked at the scenery in front of her, her face showed surprise, and her eyes were shining.

"Beautiful." For a moment, Sang Yu couldn't think of any suitable adjectives to describe everything he saw in front of him.

In the future, you will see a broader and more beautiful scenery, Murong Yao looked at Sang Yu's smiling face, and he secretly swore in his heart that he would protect the young master.

As the sun began to sink gradually, the earth was shrouded in orange-red light, the smoke of the city began to rise, and a cool wind blew in the distance. Feeling the wind on his cheeks, Murong Yao spoke.

"It's time for us to go down, rest well today and hurry tomorrow."

"Hmm." Sang Yu turned his head to look at Murong Yao and then nodded vigorously. Sang Yu, who was still four years old, only felt an indescribable feeling in her heart, and she didn't understand this kind of mood at this time called uneasiness.

Night was fast in coming. After watching Sang Yu fall asleep, Murong Yao stood up, blew out the candle and left the room.

"I heard that the iron horse of the Xie family has entered the city, I guess you are back." Murong Yao heard a voice in his ears, and turned his head to see his friend standing not far away.

"You're sneaking out of the house again." Murong Yao looked at Gu Ziyu, who was a little embarrassed but pretended to be dashing, and his tone was affirmative.

"Ah, don't talk about me when you meet old friends." Gu Ziyu hugged Murong Yao's shoulder. "Let's go, I'll take you for a drink." Saying that, Murong Yao couldn't refuse, so he dragged Murong Yao out of the post station.

"I'm on my way tomorrow."

"Don't worry, just a few drinks will be fine." With that, the two of them soon sat down in a tavern not far from the inn.

Murong Yao raised his eyes to look at Gu Ziyu, who was sitting in front of him with a comfortable face drinking wine, but in his mind, he was thinking about how he became friends with the guy in front of him.

"What are you thinking? With a solemn expression, no, no. You've always looked like a teenager and an old man since I knew you. Gu Ziyu showed drunkenness after three glasses of wine, and his eyes began to drift.

"You're drunk."

"Drunk, it's good to be drunk......" Gu Ziyu's tone suddenly became stunned, and he looked up at the bright moon in the sky. Sometimes I really envy you......"

Murong Yao waited for Gu Ziyu to say the next words, and waited for a long time, but found that Gu Ziyu had fallen asleep on the table. Sighing, Murong Yao took out the broken silver from his arms and put it on the table, and then set up Gu Ziyu, who was already asleep. He shouldn't have gone out for a drink with this three-cup poured guy.

When Gu Ziyu rubbed his forehead and woke up from the post station, it was already three poles in the morning. And Murong Yao was caught in a bitter battle at this time.

Looking at the dozen or so black-robed people who appeared around him, Murong Yao's hand was already on the knife on his waist, and as long as the other party moved, he would pull out the knife.

"Hand over that child."

"Impossible." Murong Yao refused.

"Well, the negotiations broke down." After the black-robed man led by Murong Yao refused, he gave an order, and all the black-robed people drew out their weapons. For a while, the variety of weapons made people dazzled.

"Hush." Murong Yao frowned, he grabbed the hilt of the knife and slowly pulled out the knife on his waist. This is a simple and heavy knife, the knife is three feet seven long, the blade exudes a chill in the sun, and the back of the knife is engraved with the word Linfeng with oracle bone inscription.

"Xie Zhengyun is a big deal, and he actually gave you this Linfeng." The black-robed man at the head looked at Lin Feng in Murong Yao's hand, and his tone was faintly mocking, but then he changed his words. "Well, but...... You are all going to die today. As he said this, his tone suddenly became grim.

After the black-robed man finished saying this, it seemed to turn on a war switch, and the black-robed man and the black-clothed man of the Xie family's iron horse were fighting together for a while, because both sides were black-clothed, and the scene was black for a while.

Murong Yao cared about Sang Yu, who was sitting on the horse behind him, he just stood in place to block, and did not take the initiative to attack and join the melee.

The black-robed man led by him didn't move, he looked at Murong Yao and snorted coldly.