Luanzhou mountain danger, 100,000 mountains stacked and coiled on the wide and narrow official road, deep ravines and ravines are more than both, shocking. Even the most experienced hunters did not dare to walk in the middle of the night, for everyone knew that if they walked at night in such a place, they would fall down the mountain and feed the wolves, and even during the day, those who came and went here could only wait for the travelers who accompanied them in the only small shop at the foot of the mountain where they could rest, and if the things they brought were very valuable, they would have to hire two or three more old hunters. Since the succession of Emperor Xuanjo, it has been synonymous with desolation and barrenness, and in normal times, even the caravans that often pass through the Great Zhou and Hui will not go here, only those who do small business will take risks to avoid high tariffs.

In addition, the most densely populated area is the camp of horse thieves. For them, it is indeed a hard-won paradise. The sky is like a drunkard holding a wine bottle, sometimes leaning up his neck and pouring a mouthful, going crazy to let the seemingly never-ending storm blow day and night, sometimes like a desert traveler holding an empty bowl, suddenly see that the puddle in front of him is no longer a sea market and drink happily, and finally lazily fall to the ground and still rely on the cool breeze to blow the hair that has not been cut for a long time, sometimes like a hot dancer, in front of the loud screaming crowd to the fullest display of their inexhaustible charm, Sometimes like a witch who has just been released from the ancient magic bottle, she vents her dissatisfaction with hundreds of years of boring life in a cruel laugh. It is like a violent wild horse, and even the most experienced rider does not dare to despise it, and will only run away in disgrace whenever it loses its temper.

But it is still a sacred place for the Nuwa people, and no one will feel that living here is an injustice to them. It's not so much that they're fighting against the harsh nature, but rather that they like the feeling of fighting their opponents all the time. If the freshwater lake occasionally found in this uninhabited place is the most precious and intimate companion that Nuwa has given them, then the unpredictable storm is probably like their lover who lingers on their pillows, and if there is one word to describe it, it is probably only the word "like".

The storm is like a magical enclosure, gently wrapping the people who are attached to her when people are not paying attention, so that outsiders can not see any clues, the exit of the camp is always hidden in those places that are most easily ignored, maybe it is a mountain path with willows and flowers, maybe it is just a cave fork that can be seen everywhere, no one would have thought that it is these extremely inconspicuous signs that hide the deepest and deepest secrets of the Nuwa family.

The mountains are rich in minerals and game, and in the eyes of the natives, the desert and the Gobi have their own unique charm, and many of the berries unique to the desertified land and the sweet water of the sacred lake can even make the sand fruit wine that even several large towns around Yanjing rush to buy. Stunning and enchanting beauty, rugged cavalry hunter, sweet sand fruit wine, if it weren't for the inconvenience of transportation, it would probably soon become another border city, the seventh prince thought lightly, even if he has been in the army for many years, he still feels a little irritable about the strange eyes of others, and the source of irritability is now appearing in a little girl.

The Nuwa people have always used blue and white as the color, purple as the second, and the others are the second, but the little guy with long eyelashes next to him seems to have been smeared on his clothes by an extremely tasteless painter, and it seems that he was deliberately mischievous by a naughty little brother who knocked over the painting plate, if it weren't for the fact that he has a little confidence in his taste as the royal family of the Great Zhou, plus he has lived in Biansai for many years and has heard a little about the living habits of the Nuwa people, probably, Even he himself had to wonder if it was his own taste that had deteriorated that he felt so strange.

"Why are you staring at me? Am I beautiful? If so, take me as your wife. Her eyes grunted, and the half-girl-like creature quickly threw out the puzzle, as if she wanted to play tricks on people from the start.

"What a sharp-toothed little girl," he really didn't know how to react to this obvious provocative behavior if he hadn't known this guy's identity in advance, and he couldn't help but shake his head secretly, if it were the other person, maybe he would have been scared away by the arrogant and domineering appearance of her pulling out the knife and waving it up and down.

"If you don't talk again, I'm going to tell grandpa," Obviously, it took a while to realize that the annoying guy didn't care about his threat, and the triumphant expression just now immediately became viciously gloomy, and even the slender and slender little waist knife in his hand seemed to be slightly red under the owner's deliberateness, and I saw the little girl who didn't know who she was grinning at herself, and at the same time compared the knife twice on the face that also seemed to be fished out of the dye vat of countless colors:" He's going to gouge out your eyeballs! ”

It seemed that this was the only means of attracting attention that was not commensurate with her childish and funny face, and although I was curious to know how this impolite little guy would injure a commander of the three armies who terrified the enemy, Xiao Rang still quietly let the war horse go a little happier.

"Can you show us the way? I have something important to see your patriarch. Even if he used a pretentious tone that even he hated very much, he was respectful to the little girl who was standing in front of him, this little guy didn't appreciate it at all, and he couldn't get off the stage at all. Maybe only this kind of little child who will not be afraid of his majesty is his only weakness, even if there is a guy in the asahi no matter how much he makes himself annoying, he will inevitably pretend to greet him when he meets, no one has ever made him so embarrassed, and what is even more annoying is that he has no other way than to swallow his anger and pretend to be deaf and dumb. If it weren't for the fear that opening his mouth rashly would attract all his attention, Xiao Rang, who had already rolled out like magma in his heart, would probably have been unable to hold back his laughter.

"No, no, no, just no!" The little girl shook her head unhappily, "If you have anything to say first, grandpa is not someone you can meet if you want to meet," Although she looked these two people up and down for a long time, she couldn't find any proof that she had anything to do with the Nuwa clan, but she looked like a boy who traveled the mountains and rivers. Strange, since they got lost and came in, why didn't the guards guarding the wind outlet stop them, I really don't understand what they are doing on the pillar.

"Yi'er, don't be rude to guests." An old man came slowly surrounded by everyone, and the sound of the crutches in his hand hitting the hard sand and gravel ground was almost inaudible, perhaps because of this, the eldest lady who was as well-behaved as a cat that had been pacified in an instant was a little less aggressive.

The rough clothes can no longer see the scenery of the year, just like the deep wrinkles on the old man's face, even if he wants to keep the lost time, he still can't help but withdraw from the battlefield that originally belonged to him, has the fierce generals who worshiped together at that time become so old? The years are really ruthless, the prince thought lightly, the sword wielding the sword to fight around has passed without knowing when, so he is also getting old unconsciously?

"This guest from afar..." After lecturing a few words to the arrogant and unreasonable granddaughter, a faint smile appeared on the old man's face, "It's been isolated from the world for ten years, I don't know how this guest found here?" ”

"Praise the arc," the man wearing only a plain clothes stood with his hands in his hands, looking indescribably confident, as if he had returned to the era when the two of them stood side by side, the era when only men and blood were hot-blooded, looking at the dozens of short bows on the opposite side, the seven princes smiled, "It's me." ”

The old man staggered back a few steps as if he had been hit by a sledgehammer, and looked at the well-defined face opposite as if he was recalling something, and his hair that had been dyed gray by the wind and frost also seemed to remember something. Could it be that person?

He looked up to the sky and laughed, his silver hair spread like a lion's mane, God really treated him well, and he never imagined that in his lifetime, he would be able to see the most relieved little brother again.