Yang Zhi always felt that the woman in black had a strange face, making it impossible to see her real age. Twenty years old? It's possible. Forty years old? It seems to make sense.

When she pulled out an arrow to treat her wounds, although she maintained 90% purity in her thoughts, she also looked at what she shouldn't see, and touched what she shouldn't touch, otherwise she could only watch her die. In these years, men and women are not kissed, and once the protagonist in the online travel novel encounters this kind of, the injured beauty will usually cry and shout like a nymphomaniac to marry him. Yang Zhi didn't mean to pretend to be confused, he was vaguely called a brother, but he didn't want to embarrass her. Unexpectedly, this old man who is not an old man, said a few words clearly, without the cowardice of an ordinary woman, but with a hearty spirit that does not let the eyebrows be saved.

It doesn't matter how she looks or how old she is, what matters is where she comes from. Why do you want to take someone to assassinate King Zuo Xian at the risk of death? And why do you know yourself? And the eyes of the woman in black looking at Yang Zhi were also full of confusion.

Yang Zhixin said, as long as you don't mind, I don't care. It seems a bit presumptuous to call her a girl, and it is obviously not appropriate to call her an aunt: "It's rare for a woman to be so open-minded, it seems that I am too worried." Although the assassination targets are different, you and I are both Han Chinese, and we are both for the sake of Great Xia, so we should take care of each other. Words such as gratitude for saving lives should never be mentioned later. Dare to ask the heroine's name? Where is Daxia? How can you recognize Yang? ”

"Different assassination targets?" The woman in black was shocked: "You mean...... You killed the Khan of Todu? ”

There is nothing to make a fuss about, Yang Zhi nodded calmly: "Yes." The Turks raided the borders of Great Xia, plundering and slaughtering innocent people, like a sharp knife hanging over the head of Great Xia at all times. At present, the political situation of the Turks is delicate, and as soon as the brothers Tudu and Zarkhan die, King Youxian and King Tuxie and other ambitious tribal kings will fight for the throne of Khan, and the Turks will inevitably fall into civil strife. ”

The woman in black said coldly: "In this way, the Turks will definitely lose their vitality, and they will be able to buy a few years for Great Xia, and they will be able to free up their hands to conquer the world." ”

Yang Zhi said regretfully: "If the heroine does not reveal her identity, they will be suspicious of each other, and they will fight more fiercely." It's a pity, it's a pity! ”

"So I'm ruining the good thing that Great Xia has done with you?" The woman in black slowly closed her eyes and said weakly, "I'm tired." ”

The woman in black always avoided answering Yang Zhi's questions, she was seriously injured and had not recovered, and Yang Zhi was not good at asking more. After nightfall, the evening breeze in the desert was quite cool, and the woman in black involuntarily shrank into a ball. Yang Zhi took off his robe and gently covered her, picking up some dry grass and dry branches to prepare for a fire to keep warm.

"Don't make a fire." The woman in black said softly, "The firelight and lonely smoke are extremely dazzling in the vast desert. If you bring in the Turks and wolves, I will not regret my death, I am afraid that I will become a burden to you. ”

"I know. - So you didn't fall asleep! Yang Zhi still stubbornly lit the fire: "The wind is cold in the desert and the night is cold, I don't have anything if I don't make a fire, if you can't survive this night, then you will definitely die." You'd better untie your bun and wrap my robe tightly, trying not to show the clothes inside. Wolves are afraid of fire, and they may not be so coincidental. In case the Turks are brought in, I will speak Turkic dialect, and it may not be difficult to confuse the past. Besides, if there were pursuers, they should have come a long time ago. ”

took out the water bladder and dry food and sat down beside her and said, "I don't know how many days it will take to get out of the desert, if you want to survive, you must eat." ”

The woman in black stopped talking, and only silently drank and ate with Yang Zhi. When they set off early the next morning, the two had no choice but to ride together. Since the woman in black was not a pedantic person, Yang Zhi didn't bother to explain too much, so he hugged her on the horse and hugged her. The two of them stayed overnight and went straight to the southeast. The woman in black never looked back along the way, and rarely spoke. Although he was silent and silent, he was very careful, and he thought about Yang Zhi in everything along the way, lest he cause him more trouble. Yang Zhi has always been in a calm mood, and he has seen a lot of people with strange temperaments, and he thinks that she likes to talk about it or not, and he doesn't think it's surprising. Along the way, whether he met Turkic or Han Chinese, as long as someone asked, they all said that it was his sister who was seriously ill.

Worried that the wound of the woman in black would collapse, Yang Zhi did not ride his horse and walked straight for six days before reaching Saieren on the border of Beiyan. Crossing the Great Wall from Erren is the hinterland of Beiyan, and you can return to Chang'an from Jingzhou to the southwest, and Yang Zhi's journey of desert conquest is finally coming to an end.

Although the woman's injuries in black have not healed, they are no longer in serious trouble. Yang Zhi didn't have any good feelings or hates for her, and he didn't expect her to repay the grace of saving her life, and it seemed unlikely that the two would become friends. I asked myself that I didn't have the "three guarantees" obligation to save and send the bag home, and it was time to part ways. Being able to find a place for her to settle down and recuperate from her injuries is already worthy of her benevolence.

In the grassland desert, you can still hunt and sleep, but when you go to the border town, whether you eat, drink, or stay, it will cost you everything. Yang Zhi is no different from Huazi now, and the woman in black is estimated to be no better than him. In broad daylight, you can't use Qiang Ming to rob it, so you have to sell the horse at the only inn in the town. After buying the clothes of the Han people and changing them, and opening two more rooms, he sent the rest of the money to the women's room in black.

The woman in black lowered her eyelids and said, "You're going to break up with me, aren't you?" It's a long way to go to Great Xia, and you sold your horse and were penniless, how could you go back? ”

"I have my own way of going back." Yang Zhi didn't plan to beg all the way back to Chang'an with two feet, and the horses and silver could only be "borrowed" at night: "This money is enough for you to live here for half a month, and your injuries should be almost healed by then." I'll leave early tomorrow morning, and I'll see you later. ”

The woman in black was silent for a long time and asked, "Do you men all like beautiful women?" ”

Yang Zhi had no intention of hitting her, and replied honestly: "The parents who are exposed to the body and skin, the appearance is something that I can't choose." I do not delight in beauty, nor do I take ugliness as evil. It is said that women are the ones who please themselves, and they say that the lover has a good look, and the standards of beauty and ugliness in everyone's minds are different. But everyone has a love for beauty, whether male or female, if they are born beautiful, others will be more comfortable to see. ”

The woman in black nodded slowly, and then offered a three-character scripture that expressed her reluctance to talk to him again: "I'm tired." ”

The two had nothing to say, and after dinner, Yang Zhi went back to the room early and went to sleep. When I was drowsy, I heard the woman in black knocking on the door outside and asking, "Young Master Yang, are you asleep?" I have something to tell you. ”

Yang Zhi opened the door sleepily and was immediately stunned: although the woman in front of her was dressed as a peasant woman in a jinghai cloth skirt, her face was beautiful and dusty, and her bearing was graceful and noble, but her eyes were full of bone-eroding charm. If it weren't for the fact that she was a woman in black who hugged her all the way and grinded her temples, she wouldn't dare to believe it. The old hen turns into a duck in the blink of an eye, what a ...... What a living person!

"Don't be surprised." The beautiful woman outside the door smiled and said, "Childe, do you remember the exquisiteness of Jinling Drunken Fragrance Fang?" ”