It was a large caravan, with two or three hundred people, and nearly a hundred camels.

The camels, led by their masters, lined up and marched forward, and the intermittent chimes of bells disappeared on the other side of the dune, leaving a clear trail of hoof prints.

Hou Huai'an rode a horse and quietly mixed in the caravan.

Hou Huai'an's visit to the desert outside the Saiwai this time was not for business, let alone to experience the dangerous natural landscape, the harsh miserable and tragic scene, which was only left to the merchants and camel teams who had experienced thousands of dangers on the silk road in the past, and to the countless warriors such as Zhang Qian, Huo Quai, and Ban Chao who galloped and fought in the field!

It is not the first time that Hou Huai'an has come to the Zhaowu Nine Kingdoms, and he remembers that the last time he came, it was twenty years ago. The revisit of the old place made him very emotional, the chic and handsome son of the year has now become a middle-aged man who is not confused.

Although the rings of the years inevitably left a mark on Hou Huai'an, he can't help but admit that he is still a beautiful man. The figure is slender, with black and dense hair, the face is like a carving, the facial features are distinct, the angular face is handsome and abnormal, and under a pair of sword eyebrows is a pair of slender peach blossom eyes.

Hou Huai'an raised his eyes and looked at the vast and round desert, the soft folds and three-dimensional ravines, very much like a unique painting, all overflowing with feminine softness! The yellow-orange-orange fine sand, without a trace of roughness and stains, without thorns and weeds, and the occasional touch of green that catches the eye, is a camel thorn with strong vitality.

Seeing this scene in front of him, Hou Huai'an remembered the sudden black storm more than 20 years ago, the graceful girl who led the way, the madness in the small tent and the stimulation of virgin blood, and the tenderness and tenderness of seven days and seven nights in the town hotel. He remembered a lot, and this was all thanks to his tireless work this time, otherwise, such a beautiful memory of life was destined to disappear forever.

"Lord Xiaoxiang, someone is coming to us!"

A sudden voice interrupted Hou Huai'an's musings, and it was Hou Huai'an's most powerful subordinate Yingqu who spoke.

Hou Huai'an raised his head and saw several horsemen rushing towards them from a distance, and the one in front seemed to be a woman.

"Let them deal with it, let's not expose it!" Hou Huai'an commanded softly.

Yingqu nodded, and turned his horse towards the front of the group.

……

The black scorpion jumped down the hill and stopped the caravan head-on. She didn't answer, she didn't attack, she wanted to calm down and confirm her feelings.

Wolf Tian and the four Luzhou regimental trainers rode on horses, standing quietly more than a dozen steps behind the black scorpion, as if just to watch.

It's not that they don't help, but the black scorpion doesn't appreciate it at all, and doesn't let them meddle in their own affairs at all, and even doesn't hesitate to turn their faces with them for this.

Wolf Tian learned the fierce temper of the black scorpion, and knew that the black scorpion was strong in martial arts and had never missed, so at this time, he could only watch from the wall.

Every caravan hires rangers to keep them safe along the way, and this caravan is no exception.

The leader of the caravan was nicknamed Black Hawk, and he had obviously heard of the Black Scorpion. If you put it on weekdays, you will pick up your pants, and there is nothing to be ashamed of. But this time it was different, the employer who hired him was extremely generous, and the price was ten times that of the usual day, and there was only one condition, to escort the caravan all the way to Kangju City safely. Seeing that he was about to reach his destination, he didn't want to let the money he was about to arrive go down the drain.

The black eagle jumped forward with a horizontal sword, and with a slight arch of his hand, he said evilly: "Black Scorpion, you are a serious woman, you don't look for a man to live a serious life, but you run around and take off men's pants, what's the reason?" Inform Your Excellency: The crotch of men's pants in the world is inseparable, all of them are lumps of flesh, and there is no diamond! ”

The black scorpion didn't want to embarrass him, but when he heard this, he surged like a mountain, rode like the wind, and swung a hook to pull one of the black eagle's clothes from the neckline to the heel.

The black scorpion looked at the black eagle and said coldly: "Take your broken knife, control your stinky mouth, and learn how to talk to this hero!" ”

With that, the black scorpion ignored him and set her sights on the caravan, where she wanted to determine who was the owner of the goods.

Black Eagle knew that he was not the opponent of the black scorpion, so he didn't dare to speak disrespectfully, so he had to come to Hou Huai'an in disgrace and explain curtly: "Dongjia, this ......"

Hou Huai'an saw the scene just now, he waved his hand and said: "You don't need to say it, the honorarium will not be less than one or two pieces of silver, but you have to tell me, what is the origin of this woman!" ”

Seeing that Hou Huai'an didn't blame himself, Black Eagle relieved himself and hurriedly added fuel to the origin of the black scorpion.

"What? Specialized in taking off men's pants? Hou Huai'an said suspiciously: "Is there such a thing in the world?" ”

"Isn't it?" Black Hawk swore that "she only took off the pants of men around forty years old, and she didn't even pay attention to them if she was too young or too old!" ”

Speaking of this, Black Eagle reminded with some concern: "Owner, you have to be careful! ”

The meaning of Black Hawk's words is very clear: you are also a person in your forties, beware of the black scorpion looking for trouble for you.

Hou Huai'an didn't seem to take Black Hawk's kind reminder seriously, he was pondering what Black Eagle said before. A young woman, who takes off a man's pants, is still a man in his forties, she is looking for something. But what will be in a man's crotch?

Hou Huai'an seemed to realize something, and his heart moved, could it be ......

"Little Minister! She's coming for you! What to do? Yingqu whispered in Hou Huai'an's ear.

It was indeed difficult to determine who was the real leader among the two or three hundred people, but the Black Hawk did the Black Scorpion a great favor.

When Black Eagle and Hou Huai'an spoke, his low voice easily made the Black Scorpion make a correct judgment: this man is the master of the caravan.

The black scorpion was getting closer and closer, and Hou Huai'an saw her face clearly, and his heart was shocked.

Like, too much like her, could it be that this woman in front of her is hers......

Thinking of the black scorpion's pants for men around forty years old, Hou Huaian could basically determine the identity of the young woman in front of him, and guessed what she was looking for.

"Little Minister-sama, Little Minister-sama!" Yingqu's hurried shouts woke up Hou Huai'an.

Yingqu stared at Hou Huai'an strangely, it was the first time he saw Hou Huai'an so unrelenting, in Yingqu's memory, Hou Huai'an had always been unmoving, I don't know what happened today.