The beautiful and moving queen of Southern Xinjiang obviously had a few sharper eyes than him, so that after the two only glanced at each other, Liu He knew that this was a battle that could not be won at all.

Southern Xinjiang is a hard bone that is not easy to gnaw, in addition to being bred by the grace of God to give birth to a vast jungle, the ruthlessness of the people of southern Xinjiang who do not admit defeat is also the capital that they can always hold their heads high, the book only says that Zhuge Cheng went south, after the seven captures and seven vertical southern kings Meng was obtained, southern Xinjiang returned to obedience, and swore never to rebel against the heavenly alliance, but few people noticed that there was actually a sentence after that, the prime minister Liang went south, the rear army returned, and Nanyi rebelled.

In the final analysis, southern Xinjiang has always been the territory of the people of southern Xinjiang themselves, and they want to overthrow Ru Mao's blood drinking and change to slash-and-burn farming, and the people of the Central Plains themselves have spent thousands of years, so why should they let their southern Xinjiang immediately change their faces and live the same life as the people of the Central Plains?

Unlike the previous two times of entering southern Xinjiang, with Cai Xi as a guide, Liu He almost didn't delay any effort on the road, and it took only half of the time of the last army to march south, and he successfully entered the hinterland of southern Xinjiang.

Every time he passed by a village, Cai Xi would lead Liu He in to disturb him, Liu He didn't understand why Cai Xi was so happy to visit the village, and Cai Xi didn't understand the southern Xinjiang dialect at all, which made Liu He very surprised, I thought that a guy who could contact the southern Xinjiang rebellion would have to follow the local customs and speak a few words of southern Xinjiang, but it turned out that Cai Xi's level was as good as his own.

But Cai Xi looked so happy that Liu He was in a trance for a while, as if it was not the notorious killer leader who was drinking and laughing with the villagers in the village, but the kind monk Benian.

Love and hate are instantaneous, but what about good and evil?

Whether it is the master of the Shura Hall, or the monk is not to be a monk, it is just a different choice made by the same person at different times and places, what kind of torture will a painful experience make people look like, and whether it will be to the extent of Cai Xi, Liu He can't say clearly, just like he has quietly become the person he sneered at before unconsciously.

Good people and bad people are like a pair of natural enemies, but every bad guy is forced from a good person to this role, but some people understand, and some people are still mistakenly in it, from this point of view, there is no good or bad, maybe the great evil and the great mercy are the two faces of the same person.

On this issue, Liu He only serves one person, and that is Fazheng.

After seeing and thinking a lot, Liu He felt that there was probably no one in the world who could achieve the realm of the law, so bad and so pure.

Maybe Fa Zheng is a person with a true temperament, just like the group of southern Xinjiang residents around Liu He at this time, who smiled kindly when they drank, and they would not die when they went to the battlefield, and even the only entertainment Sai Yagi had to see blood.

Speaking of Sai Yamu, Liu He still feels a little frightened every time he sees it, but Cai Xi does not refuse to come, and when he goes to almost every village, he will go down to play under the kind invitation of the villagers.

Of course, after walking so many villages, there is not a single character who hides the dragon and crouching tiger, and no one has the ability to draw a knife on the fourth in the world, but Cai Xi can succeed every time, but that is also after more than a dozen rounds.

How could Liu He, who was watching the battle from the sidelines, not see that Cai Xi was so good at releasing water, with the vulgar moves of the villagers, not to mention more than a dozen rounds, with a single face, the chest could be pierced by the Shura Hall Master who was the third old monster in the world, and it was really a blade.

Liu He has always stubbornly believed that when he reaches the realm of Cai Xi, he must be able to hurt people by flying flowers and falling leaves, especially a demon who kills without blinking, and it should not be difficult to kill people with a knife, so even if Cai Xi did not bring weapons with him like him, Liu He did not have any thoughts along the way.

The nights in southern Xinjiang are very long, so long that you need to count the stars in the sky to fall asleep, but Liu He always counts more and more excited, for him, it is a very luxurious thing to see the stars in the sky, he misses the world he used to live in, but not all.

Cai Xi, who was dressed in a native coat of southern Xinjiang, seemed to have become half a native of southern Xinjiang, if it weren't for his fair skin and lingering gloomy aura that betrayed him, it is estimated that someone would really regard him as a villager of this village.

Walking to Liu He and sitting down, Cai Xi put a large jar of wine on Liu He's side, this wine is brewed by the villagers with ancient methods, more turbid than the wine of the Central Plains, but also more spicy, and great stamina, it is said that the most drinkable warriors in southern Xinjiang, drinking a whole jar will also be groggy, especially when the wind blows, they will immediately get drunk and fall to the ground.

But where is there a windless place in southern Xinjiang? At night, lying in the house, you will feel that the night breeze comes in from all directions, and you fall asleep under the caress of the evening breeze, which is the most comfortable thing for Liu He to think about in southern Xinjiang.

Liu He looked at the whole altar of wine that was enough for a southern Xinjiang warrior to sleep for three days and three nights, smiled and went back to the house to get two big bowls, and then returned to the high platform outside the door to sit down, there are many mosquitoes, insects, rats and ants in southern Xinjiang, especially snakes, so the bamboo houses here are empty and are erected high, and the high platform with excellent sight at the door has become the favorite place for southern Xinjiang people to gather during the day.

"You're still looking for me to drink so late, what's the matter?" Liu He poured himself a drink, took a big sip, and his face was full of comfort, but he didn't expect Cai Xi to let him go easily, let alone believe that the fourth in the world would have Yaxing who drank with him and talked about his heart.

Cai Xi also filled his wine, but he didn't drink it, and said softly: "If you leave this village tomorrow morning, you will be able to see the queen of Southern Xinjiang." ”

Liu He sighed softly and took another sip, but he couldn't drink the taste before.

"After tomorrow, we may be allies or enemies, and I want you to promise me something." After Cai Xi finished speaking, he picked up the wine bowl and drank the entire bowl of wine cleanly, his expression was not as hearty as Liu He thought.

Liu He held his hand in the air, the wine bowl hovered over his mouth, thought about it, put the wine bowl down, and said cautiously: "Is it about Xiao Yu'er?" ”

Cai Xi nodded, his eyes showed a bit of approval, one was to appreciate Liu He's exquisite thoughts, and the other was to feel that he did not deliberately avoid it, and it could be regarded as a responsibility.

Cai Xi lowered his head and pondered for a long time, as if he was carefully wording, which made Liu He secretly sigh, pity the hearts of parents in the world, even if it is a ruthless and vicious Shura Hall Master, it will be difficult to escape after all.