At the same time, the merchant ships on which Cai Huan and Yang Huanfeng were riding also sailed on the Qianxian Sea.

On that day, the sandstorm caused by the two warlocks buried most of the military camp, and if they were to take their lives one step later, even the farther town of Shishui would suffer together.

So it's no wonder that the Qingping army has such a bad reputation in Xuanchen China, and it will be flooded, fired, and sandstormed at every turn, even if it is not aimed at the people, the people see it in their eyes, and they don't want people with such skills to be free in the world without control.

Fortunately, the warlock who performed the overturning technique could not condense the sand into hard squares, but the sand deep for Qi people fell from the sky, and the rebels and villagers in the barracks were not seriously injured.

When the yellow sand fell, Cai Huan led the gull baby to the forest a hundred steps away from the camp, and when he saw the battle, he immediately remembered Dongzi who couldn't move in the tent.

She let the gullwa follow behind, and ran to the camp with all her strength by herself.

When the sand river in the sky that covered the sky and the sun was all gone, a gust of wind squeezed out to the side, blowing up the sand and dust that was charming to the eyes. Cai Huan ate a few catties of sand in his mouth, and finally rushed to Yingkou.

The sand that had lost the traction of the Dao technique could not form a river of sand again, sliding from the center to all sides, widening and thinning, and spreading out like a stream of water, revealing the spires of tents.

One after another, people emerged from the scattered sand and breathed in the air. Most of the people fled when they saw the sand river in the sky, and now they all gathered around and dug up the sand and dug out the tents of the people in their memories.

The camp was set up on a slope sloping towards the sea, and the sand continued to flow, reaching Cai Huan's legs, and being separated by small breaches.

Under the yellow sand, the camp had completely changed its appearance, the reference object was either too tall and crushed, or too short and buried, Cai Huan tried to recall the direction of his camp, and estimated that he was probably running in that direction.

The closer you get to the center, the thicker the sand, and taking a half step back is the same as climbing a sand dune. Cai Huan quickly alternated her legs, and before the sand could trap her feet, she was kicked away.

Leaning on the arrangement of the top of the tent with his head exposed, Cai Huan identified his tent and immediately dug it up. At the moment, the sand was only halfway up to the tent, and it was no longer scattering.

The tent with the spire slid the sand from the sky to the side and did not collapse, but because it was not crushed, the sand was able to pour into the tent through the open openings on the side.

Cai Huan was digging desperately, her fingertips were frayed and soaked with blood, she was in a hurry, but the movements of her hands were not chaotic at all, and there was no panic on her face, it was like performing a task, a desperate task, but it was only a task.

The sand behind him piled higher and higher, and the mouth of the tent was exposed more and more. I don't know how long it has been, it's long, it's so long it's desperate, it's so short, it's so short that you don't have time to shed tears.

Finally, only a thin layer of sand remained at the mouth of the tent, and the toes of Toko's white socks were exposed. Cai Huan hurriedly put his hand into the sand, grabbed his ankle and pulled him back.

Dongzi is not light, but Cai Huan's strength at this moment should not be underestimated. I saw that she gritted her teeth, and her feet sinked the sand, and she immediately lifted it up and stepped back. The seven-foot-tall man was dragged out of the tent by Cai Huan along with several pounds of sand on his body.

She eagerly leaned over to Dongzi's head, stretched out her hand to feel the tip of his nose, I wonder if the hand digging the sand had lost sensation, and her fingertips did not feel a trace of breath.

Cai Huan's throat seemed to be choked by something, she was stunned for a moment, and then put her hand on Dongzi's heart, Cai Huan could feel her heart beating, again and again...... Her heart was beating faster and faster, and finally she stopped beating—

But the heart that was caressed by the hand did not beat a beat.

Cai Huan's chest was blocked by something, and there seemed to be a thousand unformed emotions colliding underneath, but he couldn't get up to his chest or into his heart.

There, there was only a nameless blank space and nothing else.

Cai Huanmo flipped Dongzi's body over as if he was stunned, and kept patting his back, as if the breath was just blocked by the sand, and the heartbeat was only blocked by the sand, as if as long as the sand was poured out, the breathing and heartbeat of this body could be revived.

But nothing comes out of the nose or mouth, it's not blocked by anything, it's not breathing, it's not blocked by anything, it's not heartbeat.

He's dead.

What Cai Huan was most afraid of finally happened, and after being delayed for so long, it finally happened. She touched the corners of her eyes, and there was no trace of wetness.

Did I not burst into tears when I was digging in the sand, thinking of my long-time companion being buried underneath and dying?

Why didn't I cry and pray to dig up the sand? Maybe even if he finally opened his eyes and saw such a gritted tooth face, as if he had some deep hatred, he would close it in disgust.

Cold-blooded!

Her blank mind was filled with those two words. The word had a sound, her own voice, repeated over and over again, jumbled together.

She tilted her head, and her chest suddenly smoothed. The flood of emotions rushed into my mind, washed away the voices, and turned into two lines of tears, which burst out of my eyes.

Emotions take shape in the brain, and that's sadness? Why is it coming so late?

......

The rebel army of more than 1,000 people went south, and suffered one loss in ambushes, one loss in fires, and one loss in sandstorms, and now there are less than 500 left. General Zhao brought his remaining troops to camp under the newly raised high wall at the end of Xiangshan, where he prepared to build a city defense.

Unless the hundreds of soldiers in the military station attack at this time, it is not a problem to wait for the city fortifications to be built with this high wall and defend it.

Xuan Chen Wang Shi deviated from morality, unless he gave a death order, presumably the Ying Yang Lieutenant of the military station would not come to the door by himself. There were more than 400 people here, and they were even more afraid of the garrison along the Suruga River in the west.

The gap at the end of the lane can only block the land route, and the garrison of Zuo Shijin does not need to requisition civilian boats, and can get around by swimming only by swimming.

This is also one of the reasons why Yang Huanfeng agreed to charter a boat to take Cai Huan to sea. He went to ask for the help of Shizhou and borrowed a fleet to blockade the sea. In this way, the Xuanchen garrison along the Jun River really had no way to return east.

On the vast sea, the merchant ship on which the two of them were riding was lonely and a little pitiful. Xuan Chen Guo light maritime affairs, from Shishijin to Shizhou Changxing Port, this route can only be said to be better than nothing.

On the side, Cai Huan stood straight behind the bulwark, looking into the distance with a stunned expression - if she could lie on that side, slightly cock her buttocks, and lazily support her chin with one hand...... What that should be?

"Miss Cai, did you take this route earlier?" Yang Huanfeng walked up to her and deliberately slouched on the side.

"Hmm. She replied softly.

"You said you wouldn't run into pirates again this time," Yang Huanfeng turned his head, looked at her, and smiled, "Haha, if that's the case, the girl is really a broom star." ”

Cai Huan glanced at him, was silent for a moment, and then said, "No, there is no fog today." ”

......

The merchant ships have been on the sea for more than ten years, and they can finally see the wharf of Changxing Port from a distance. By this time, everything was bright, and the messy dock seemed to be much newer.

After landing, several local guards in navy blue armor gathered around and interrogated, and the owner of the merchant ship jumped ashore and began to talk to them with ease.

After a while, another man who was moving goods on the dock came to solicit business, and the owner of the ship waved them away and beckoned his men to unload the goods.

"Master Jun!" Yang Huanfeng changed into the clothes of an ordinary sailor early, and he was used to hearing others call himself a military master, and now he called out, which was a little inexplicably weird.

After talking to the ship's owner, the blue-clothed defense guard was stunned for a moment, then turned around and walked forward quickly with the hilt of the knife.

"Why do you Xuan Chen people always like to shout what kind of military master, military master," he walked up to Yang Huanfeng and Cai Huan, and said like a lesson, "How many times have I said it, I am a coast guard, not a soldier, nor a master." ”

What kind of official office is the garrison? What is the armor and sword, and what is not the army, and what is the armor and sword.

Yang Huanfeng laughed and laughed, while stretching out a hand to pat Cai Huan behind his back.

Cai Huan's body tensed slightly, glared at him, and then asked the member of the team: "I don't know if Your Excellency has seen two men and one woman come to Changxing Port recently—one of the women has two small scars on her lips...... With two wild goose knives, one of the men was a seventeen or eighteen-year-old boy, and the other was a little older, quite tall, with a short ponytail......"

Cai Huan gestured with his hand while remembering to describe the faces of the three of them bit by bit.

“...... They must have been attacked by pirates, and they may have been wounded when they came, or they may have been rowing one of those longboats......"

"I haven't seen it!"

The mustachioed team member suddenly interrupted, "I still have official business, so I'll leave without anything else." With that, he grabbed his companion and left.

It's a strange reaction. Yang Huanfeng stared at his distant back, his brows furrowed unconsciously.

However, Cai Huan stood in place in a daze, a little lost for a while.

"If this person has a question, ask someone else. Saying that, Yang Huanfeng brought another Lifu who had just put down the goods.

Cai Huan calmed down and repeated the description just now, and the man nodded and shook his head while listening.

"Not exactly," he said, "but two of them must have been there not long ago." ”

Cai Huan's heart ignited hope, and he felt a faint worry after smacking it again—two? What's going on with only two.

Nalifu waved his hand to call a companion, "The one who hijacked the pirate ship a few days ago, I remember that there were indeed only two men, a man and a woman. ”

The man scratched his head in recollection, then nodded affirmatively.

"Who are they?" Cai Huan asked eagerly.

"Lame woman and ...... Man in a ponytail. Lifu replied thoughtfully.

Qi Zuo and Ge Lan. In other words, Cai Zhao did not ...... with them

Cai Huan lowered his head, worry overshadowing joy.

"Do those two big brothers know where they went next?" Yang Huanfeng on the side asked for her.

Lifu bit his lip and lowered his eyes in recall.

“...... If I'm not mistaken, they took the boat to Xingkou. ”

On the side, Lifu's partner replied.