"Wow"

A pair of gold and silver eagles, soaring over the grassland.

Sharp voices pierced through the heavens and the earth, and they shook a space, leading the way for their masters in the air.

That's right, because of the gold and silver eagles to probe the military intelligence and guide the way, Wang Langjun didn't need to learn any news from Wang Tai's mouth at all, and he could find the source of the outbreak of the plague, and it was more accurate.

With a straight insertion, go straight to the source of the plague and quickly approach.

Of course, some people will ask, why didn't Wang Langjun and his wife ride the gold and silver eagles?

Isn't that faster and less effort?

This is true, but Wang Langjun did not dare to search for the source of the plague so comfortably, fearing that the plague was not one, and it still needed to be carefully investigated and collected.

This kind of thing is counting on the gold and silver eagles, which is impossible.

He was the only one who went out on a field trip in the grassland and snow.

"Whoosh"

Wang Langjun and Yun'er bent their knees, stepped on the skis, held a pole in each hand, clicked on the snow on their sides, and coordinated their whole bodies to promote the skis under their feet to shoot out forward.

"Woo, rustle"

The wind and snow broke the waves, and the eardrums were deaf under the sound of the wind.

With a burst of snow shooting from the skis under their feet to the sides, they experienced the joy of skiing and full of passion.

This unrestrained passion, which lasted until the setting sun, exuded a golden hue that reflected the endless snowfields and highlighted the undulating snowdrifts ahead.

"Husband, what's that pile?"

Di Yun was skiing on the right side of her husband, and when she saw the snow in front of her, she asked in surprise, and as she spoke, she heard a voice float behind her and disappeared.

But she wasn't worried that her husband wouldn't hear her question.

And she's still angry with her husband at this time.

Why?

Because she learned to ski with her husband not long ago, she fell miserably.

The key is that she is a qi practitioner skiing and fell all over the world, and she was laughed at by her husband, and her heart was on fire.

What's so hard about skiing?

I don't believe in learning to ski.

That's what she thought at the time, but the more she thought about it, the worse it became, and she just couldn't learn.

In the end, she had no choice but to ask her husband for help.

Wang Langjun told her to keep her body soft and hard, so that she could control the balance of her body at any time.

Among them, with the knees as springs, the waist as a balance swing action, and the hands to coordinate the whole body with both rigidity and softness, you will also learn to ski.

But it's easier said than done.

There is no way, Di Yun was still an eldest lady in the boudoir four days ago, where did she know these things?

didn't know how to learn, Di Yun asked her husband to teach her to ski by hand.

But teaching skiing teaches the unspeakable.

And so a discordant echo echoed in a valley.

Afterwards, Di Yun learned to ski, do you think it's strange?

When it's over, Di Yun is angry with her husband, and she will bully people, obviously skiing is so simple, and she has to ......

Wang Langjun glanced at Yun'er's angry pretty face, and said lovingly: "That's a yurt, now it's covered with snow, and it's like a pile." ”

Although he knew that the yurt would become such a pile after being covered with snow, he had seen such a large area.

As far as the eye can see, yurts are full of sight.

After the sunset gilding, the yurt turns into snow red, and there is a touch of red glow in the white crystal, which is very beautiful.

However, the more beautiful things are, the more terrifying things are often buried.

This made him feel that there was a secret hidden in this yurt.

"Husband, many people died in the yurt, and all the horses died......

Di Yun became more and more familiar with her senses, and when she sensed the tragic scene inside the yurt, her face changed as she spoke.

Fortunately, there is no need to touch these dead corpses, just carefully sense whether there is any abnormality in the toxins contained in the dead corpses.

Otherwise, she would have vomited.

According to preliminary estimates, tens of thousands of horses and horses died in this large area of yurts.

Luckily they were covered in snow.

Otherwise, it should rot, and the stench will cause an even greater disaster.

Circling like this, she had a pretty face, and she didn't dare to sense the situation inside the yurt anymore.

While perceiving the inner situation of the dead body, Wang Langjun listened to Yun'er's side and said, "It's okay, they just die early and reincarnate early."

This is the cycle of birth, old age, sickness and death, the cycle of heavenly principles, you should look down on it, and there will be nothing.

The problem is that they are converging here from all directions.

It can be seen that the plague broke out in the entire grassland, forcing them to gather in the direction of Datang and arrive here to recuperate.

After all, they have to replenish their physical strength, eat, drink, and gather troops to attack the border passes of the Tang Dynasty, otherwise they will not be able to break through the checkpoint, and it is better than lying here and dying.

Now, it seems, the situation is even more serious? ”

"Uh, husband, what's worse?"

Di Yun asked puzzled, but her eyes were locked on the yurt thirty meters in front of her, and she sensed a colorful skirt inside, and couldn't move it.

Everyone has a love for beauty.

And the first time she saw the skirt worn by the prairie woman, she was very curious, thinking that she was wearing that colorful skirt, wouldn't it be beautiful?

Wang Langjun sensed Yun'er's intentions, and took her to flash the past, and the snow that was left behind him was lifted by skis and snowboards, and arrived outside the yurt.

"Rustle"

A brand new mink coat gradually took shape in his hands.

He improved the whole process of mink, used the wood spirit power to soften the characteristics of the leather, and then softened and dyed the hair, weaving and shuttling from the inside and outside of the improved leather, and he made the coat into knitted Hunan embroidery.

After molding, the fabric resembles fluorescent green, blooming with peonies, white peonies, and red peonies colorfully dress up the coat as a fairy fashion.

"Ah, what a beautiful dress......"

Di Yun looked at the coat in her husband's hand, her eyes were full of color, and she couldn't help but raise her hand to cover her mouth and exclaim, she was fascinated, it was so beautiful.

It's a pity that Wang Langjun was not happy, and while folding the coat, he said: "It's a failure, I'm not as good as a piece of clothing, so give the clothes away, so as not to look in the eyes......"

"Ah, husband, Yun'er is wrong, don't dare in the future, give the coat to Yun'er."

Di Yun didn't know that her husband was deliberately teasing herself, so she glanced at him and said coquettishly.

Wang Langjun laughed with Yun'er and probed the situation around the yurt.

I didn't know that someone thousands of miles away was thinking about the two of them.

Danhan Mountain, the man in black stood on the top of the mountain, looked at the direction of Datang with a golden color, and said gloomily: "My good uncle, you won't fail again this time, right?" ”

"It's not surprising that Wang Langjun failed a few times.

Who made him too wise, always secretly planning a backhand to reverse the defeat at a critical moment?

It's not Uncle Shi's fault, do you dare to complain about Uncle Shi? ”

Yuan Tiangang stood on the left side of the man in black, enjoying the gilded scenery in the direction of the Tang Dynasty with the man in black, raised his hand and white beard and said, his heart was extremely bitter.

He felt like a miserable man.

A person who has been criticizing words and fortune-telling all his life, working hard for others, and not pleasing people.

But no one understands his suffering, he can only taste his own suffering, and he can only complain.

Now, he is still enslaved by his nephew and nephew, shouting and drinking wantonly, and he can't resist?

If the man in black didn't hear what he said, he said to himself: "This time, we will set up a great array of ecstasy for Wang Langjun.

Presumably, he had already smelled the breath of the Ecstasy Array and followed the source of the plague to find it.

At that time, lead him into the Ecstasy Array and see how this seat plays him to death......"

"You won't want his life, you will only ask him to help you sell your life and help you open the Heavenly Book Inheritance......"

"Hmph, what's the matter, this seat first let him not survive, can't he die, can't he?"