The wind and sand around are blind, the distant undulating mountains are faintly separating the heaven and the earth, the feet can no longer distinguish whether it is sand or soil, between the vast heaven and the earth, there are two figures, tattered clothes, the head is wrapped in a scarf, only the eye holes are exposed, and the steps are hobbled in the yellow sand, in the vast desert, the footprints that have just stepped out are instantly covered.

"Ah Zheng, is that behind that mountain where we are going?"

Ying Zheng squinted at the black shadow in the distance through the flying yellow sand, and said very seriously: "It's this mountain, it has been summoned in my dreams countless times. ”

From Ying Zheng's eyes, Meng Tian saw the raging flames.

The road to Beixun was full of dangers and difficulties, and even a few times, Meng Tian himself felt doubtful that he could make it to the end, and every time he hesitated about life and death, it was Ying Zheng who encouraged him and let him regain the courage to persevere in despair.

The more times you despair, the more you will not be disappointed.

Meng Tian suddenly realized that in this world, force may not be the most powerful weapon.

The mountains in front of me, but I can't always walk to the end, and I don't know how many days I have traveled, the sand under my feet gradually becomes hard, the wind and sand that continues all year round gradually thins, and the things in front of me become clear and clear.

The huge mountains stretched in front of the two of them, and the snow on the top of the mountain blended with the sky, and their necks were a little sore. The mountain wall is steep and precipitous, there is no grass, and the wind and sand erode all the year round, and there is no place to climb and settle.

A trace of saliva appeared in Meng Tian's dry throat and swallowed it with difficulty. The high mountain in front of you, there is nowhere to climb, and the other side of the mountain is the residence of the Youyou, how to get there!

Meng Tian looked at Ying Zheng, hoping that in his dream, he had been guided.

Ying Zheng was silent, and the mountain that he had summoned in his dream was in front of him, but it was insurmountable.

Road, where?

Ying Zheng said expressionlessly, "Find a place to rest." ”

It was unimaginable to rest in such a bad situation, but Meng Tian couldn't remember the last time he went to sleep, and he fell asleep in a sheltered mountain col.

Ying Zheng longed for sleep more than Meng Tian, because he believed that after falling asleep, the ghost clan would give him the next revelation in his dreams.

The eyes are full of verdant, clear springs and streams, flying rocks and waterfalls, and the long-lost scenery appears in front of Win Zheng. In front of him was a huge lake, the water shimmered gently in the breeze, the air was moist, and there was an unreal feeling when stepping on the soft grass, could this be the place where the Yu people lived?

Ying Zheng walked to the lake and slowly scooped up a handful of water, which was cool and sweet, straight to the chest and lungs.

Suddenly, there was a loud bang, and a huge figure slowly rose in the middle of the lake.

The earth is also shaking.

It wasn't until it completely rose to the surface that Ying Zheng saw its face clearly.

It appeared in a dream for the first time, but its voice was already familiar, and it was this voice, step by step, that led him here.

"You're finally here."

Ying Zheng struggled to tilt his head in order to take in the full picture of it.

The continuous lake water flowed down its trunk like a curtain of rain, and the sound of wind and thunder sounded all around, and for a while, the sky was spinning, and Ying Zheng could barely stand, he saw it.

Meng Tian was shaken awake in a deep sleep, and Ying Zheng stood at the mouth of the pass, facing the wind and sand that had not changed for thousands of years.

"It's time for us to go."

Meng Tian was very happy, because Ying Zheng had been enlightened again in his dream, and the heavens were still favoring them, and they were getting closer and closer to the Youclan.

Ying Zheng and Meng Tian walked unhurriedly along the long foot of the mountain, as if looking for something, but also seemed to be aimless.

The two of them walked slowly for half a day, still at the foot of the mountain.

Meng Tian couldn't help but ask, "Didn't it appear?" ”

"It says that in the mountains, there is a road that will lead us to the Ghost Clan." Win Zheng has an indifferent tone.

"Where is the road?"

"In the mountains."

Meng Tian looked back and forth, the boundless mountains were endless, and the weathered boulders were broken into powder in the wind and melted into the flying sand.

Wu Ye picked a grass with his hand, put it in the corner of his mouth and held it with interest, leaning on the city wall, the sunset was setting in the distance, and the red glow burned the sky.

After experiencing several battles, Wu Ye unexpectedly found that his abilities in all aspects seemed to have been greatly improved, first of all, his eyesight, he could already see things beyond three times the visual distance of ordinary people, and secondly, his body had also changed a lot, and his speed of action was more than twice as fast as when he had just left Hongshui City. Maybe after a hundred battles, he will become a world-famous military general like his father?

Although he has never regarded his father as his goal, he still vaguely feels that he is moving towards this path.

In the battle with the Qin army when Hongshui landed, the story of Wu Ye holding a long knife spread in the tent, and many people looked at this recruit with a mocking look, but the taciturn Wu Yong's ghostly fighting style left a deep impression on many people, of course, what everyone liked more was that Wu Yong never rushed to cut off people's heads with them.

The spies sent out in the past two days have not returned, General Tu Hao is very angry, even Gan Yin can not detect the situation of the Qin army, it is said that the thick blood in the air also injured Gan Yin. This kid is good at everything, but his health is a little worse.

As soon as he thought of reconnaissance, the centurion immediately recommended Wu Yong, and tonight Wu Yong changed into a black short suit and quietly went out of Yong'an.

Under the cover of night, Wu Yong rushed quickly in the shade of the woods, and there was no one in the four fields, Wu Yong increased his speed without scruples, far more than twice as fast as everyone saw on the shore of Hongshui that day.

The Qin army set up a large camp in the Guchi and Xiyang, echoing with the two cities, the army continued to come out of the Hangu Pass, and accumulated in the two big cities, the large camp in front of Wu Yong completely blocked the road for the Jin army to directly face the Hangu Pass, and Tu Hao could only watch the Qin army's grain, grass, soldiers and horses increase day by day.

This camp must be uprooted!

The silver moonlight suddenly dimmed, Wu Yong suddenly stopped, and looked up at the moon that had turned red on the top, bright red as blood, thick and dripping. Wu Yong took a deep breath, the moonlight returned to bright and flawless, and the murderous aura in the sky caused a vision in the sky, and Wu Yong couldn't help but feel apprehensive in his heart.

Is it her again?

In the distance, a white shadow floated and followed in the treetops, light as nothing, Wu Yong was convinced that she was a ghost, and it was impossible for humans to move like this, and ...... She will only show up at night.

Obviously, this female ghost in white has no ill will towards herself, at least at least there is no attack yet, if she really has bad intentions, is she her opponent?

Wu Yong smiled bitterly.