An Guijia exhaled a trace of gas, puzzled, "It's okay if Snow doesn't come to send it, but my daughter?" He muttered in his heart, while calmly and cautiously meowing at Buyi Lingyu and An Murong, he always felt that something was wrong, but he couldn't tell what was wrong, so he had to shake his head and get on a group of horses.

Yangil looked at Angel in front of him, his pupils were full of overwhelming despair, and he could no longer capture and sense the kind of love that went deep into the bone marrow from Angel's eyes. He and she are already people of two worlds, this is the gift brought to them by this world, burying the deepest love in their hearts, and not even giving the burning desire in their eyes. He forced himself to turn his head, his eyes full of tears of despair.

An Murong turned his head around, his eyes narrowed and winked at Buyi Lingyu, and at the same time as he turned over a batch of horses, Buyi Lingyu also got on a batch of horses, and a large number of people and horses walked forward, forming a long procession.

They passed through a wide meadow, the wind and sand were more violent, and the flag at the front made a "whoosh" fan in the wind, and everyone was pale with cold, but they still drove forward with their chests held out. An Guijia felt the bitter cold weather, so he dismounted, and An Murong also dismounted and followed behind his father.

"You're hiding something from me. An Guijia said lightly.

"What?" An Murong pretended to be stupid and didn't want to face it.

"What's the matter with your sister?" asked Anguiga, "what has happened to her?"

"I don't know. An Murong shook his head and replied, "What can she do?"

An Guijia glanced at Buyi Lingyu with a pleasant expression and felt that he was also very suspicious, but he really couldn't guess what was wrong.

An Murong's face was a little pale, probably frightened by his father's majesty, and all the way forward, he hid from his father far away, the more this happened, the more An Guijia felt that something was wrong.

When it was dark, the wind stopped, and there was only a long stretch of yellow sand in front of me, and there was an earthy smell in the air. They were surrounded by dense poplar forests, and the sound of leaf tips and stumps accompanied by the sound of horses' hooves overshadowed the silent night sky.

"King, are we going to camp here?" Gu Qi asked An Guijia.

"Keep walking. On horseback, Anguiga said, "We have only been on our way for two days, and we are not tired, and we will think about camping again tomorrow night." ”

"There are no hotels on this road, so we have to be prepared to sleep in the Gobi or on the cliffs. We had to carry the bedding on the wagon, and we had to go at least 300 kilometers beyond the large army, so as not to make the target too big. Buyi Lingyu clenched the reins in her hand and looked ahead at her as she said.

"You have to find a place with a cliff or a forest to set up camp, otherwise the target will be too big and attract the enemy. An Guijia picked up the words, and after speaking, he shouted to Gu Qi behind him, "Gu Qi, give the order to go down, divide the army into six waves, enter the Issyk-Kul Lake and then assemble." ”

"Yes. After Gu Qi finished answering, he turned his horse around and walked backwards.

At the end of the road was an unreachable forest, and in the dim darkness there was a terrifying sound, and the unfathomable darkness gradually extended, accompanied by the night sky only the uncountable sound of footsteps, wheels, and horses' hooves.

All the troops had been divided into six groups to advance, and An Guijia only led a team of more than 200 people, and they walked for three days, except for the forests they passed before leaving, they almost passed through the Gobi and desert. For three days there was no camping, no food, and when they were hungry, they took the dry food from the car to fill their hunger, and the group seemed to be tired.

The sun was about to set, and in front of me was a cliff surrounded by mountain peaks, and a frozen river, where the Chiya and Yanqi tribes met, and to the left was the direction of Rob City, a sign that could be distinguished from the handwriting of a huge stone in front of him.

An Guijia looked at Yan Jier, who showed a sad expression, and comforted, "Child, don't be too sad, the wild people will be driven out one day." ”

Yan Jir did not hide the sadness on his face at all, his eyes were full of tears, he looked like an abandoned orphan, and there was a kind of dazed panic, so he turned around leisurely and nodded, "I know that no matter how sad I am, it will be in vain, my people will not be able to come back, and neither will my father and mother." His face was pale and tired, and his eyes were full of tears.

"There's a cave ahead. Buyi Lingyu pointed to the stone cliff in the distance and said, "There should be people there, we can go and ask for a glass of water." He suggested.

"That's a good idea. Anguiga echoed, "After three days of walking, everyone is basically tired, so we will camp here tonight." He got off his horse and told Guzila to take his horse away.