The spring of Yanbei is like a girl hidden in the boudoir, who refuses to show her delicate face.

On the April day in the world, the April willow branches in Yanbei have just shaken off the snow, and the spring buds are not visible.

But the sun has been pouring down impatiently, and through the bare branches, it has not hesitated to give this land the beginning of the melting of heavy snow.

There is also a brazier in the house, and the warm sunlight shines in through the window paper, which is warm and even a little hot.

A thin layer of sweat had already appeared on Shen Tong's forehead, and her breathing became rapid, looking at Yun Buhua's eyes, her eyes were burning.

"You think I'm more like Yun Qi than him?" Shen Tong repeated what Fang Caiyun Buhua had said.

Yun Buhua sighed faintly: "From the time I can remember, I was in the Yundan tribe, and my name was Yun Twenty-three at that time, and I was the twenty-third Han child born in the Yundan tribe. When I was ten years old, the old king of Antar sent troops, and the leader of the Yundan tribe personally led the troops to support, and soon the battle report came, and the old king of Antar was defeated and the leader was killed in battle. That night, the Han slaves of the Yundan tribe launched a riot, and the old and weak who could not escape volunteered to cover for the young adults to escape with us children. ”

Speaking of this, Yun Buhua's eyes moistened, more than ten years have passed, but the tragedy and tragedy of that night have always remained in her memory and have never been forgotten.

"We run and run, we can't give birth to wings, the vast grassland is endless, no matter how we run, we can't run to the end. The news of our escape quickly spread to the small tribes nearby, which were attached to the Yundan tribe, and we were only slaves, slaves like cattle, sheep and livestock. The leader of the Yundan tribe is dead, and whoever catches us will be his. There were more and more pursuers behind, not only from the Yundan tribe, but also from those small tribes, who rode horses, and threw the ropes of the horses over, and at once they put a slap around people's necks......"

"The shouts and screams behind me are endless, I know that I am about to be caught, we Han female slaves, when we grow up, we will be their playthings, they will not kill me, when I grow up to be old enough to have children, I will be gifted to their warriors, and from then on life is better than death. I ran as hard as I could, and at that moment, I even wished I could meet the wolves, and I would rather be food for the wolves than be captured. ”

The needles in the house could be heard, and only the voice of Yun Buhua said: "The sky gradually brightened, the sun came out, and just where the sun rose, I saw a man and a horse galloping towards us, and I will never forget that scene, I even thought it was a person who came out of the sun." One man and one horse were getting closer and closer, and I heard someone shouting Yun Qi's name, and I forgot to run, staring at Yun Qi who was getting closer and closer. ”

"At that moment, a rope suddenly threw itself around my neck, and my mind went blank, and I forgot to shout, and I stood there dumbfounded, motionless. Suddenly there was a whoosh in my ears, and then I noticed that the rope around my neck was loose, and then there was another whoosh, and I turned to see a big man who had fallen from his horse, and he had a throwing knife in his chest, and he still had half of the rope in his hand. ”

Shen Tong couldn't suppress his excitement and asked, "Was it Yun Qi who saved you?" ”

Yun Buhua nodded: "Yes, it's Yun Qi." That was the first time I saw Yun Qi, and it was also the last time. She rode a red horse, dressed in black and trousers, wearing a bright red cloak, and she held a long whip, and when she swung it, she screamed. We came to our senses, snatched our weapons from the pursuers whom he had killed and wounded, and followed her in a fight with them...... In that battle, we beat our pursuers to death and fled, and among us, nineteen survived. ”

"Yun Qi is still sitting upright, she walked around the nineteen of us, I have never seen a woman as imposing as her, she doesn't need to speak, she doesn't need to make a move, she stands there, like a cold sword, enough to shock everyone."

The king of Yanbei opened his mouth slightly, and his childish face was full of brilliance, and the woman with huge aura in Yun Buhua's mouth was his mother, and the mother who gave birth to him.

"She took you away and taught you martial arts?" The king of Yanbei asked urgently.

"No, I said I had only seen her once", Yun Buhua shook her head, a trace of loss flashed in her eyes, "She said to us, you can't turn back, you have no way back, you can only rush forward, no matter whether there are thorns or icebergs ahead, you have to fight a bloody path for yourself, only in this way can you survive." ”

"That's what she said?" Shen Tong said, when she said this, her eyes were looking at the king of Yanbei County.

Yun Qi said such a thing many years ago, and many years later, in front of the king of Yanbei County, it was also such a situation, he had no way to retreat, he could only rush forward, no matter how many difficulties and dangers there were ahead, he would also fight his way out.

And she, Shen Tong, is the same.

When she was eight years old, from the moment she woke up at Tao Shiyi's house, she could only rush forward, there was no turning back, there was no way back, and she also fought a bloody road for herself.

Morning flowers and sunset, knees are happy, the years are quiet, there is peace and joy in the world, but that will always belong to others.

Not of them.

They have no choice.

The teenagers who escaped from Yun Qi and the Yundan tribe in the past had no choice.

Today's Shen Tong and the King of Yanbei also have no choice.

Yes, she said so, and when she had said that, she departed, as she had come, and rode away toward the place where the sun had risen on the horizon. In the years that followed, a lot of things happened, we went to the Silk Road, and nineteen people were displaced, experiencing suffering, joy, betrayal, life and death, and happiness and hatred. From nineteen people to ten, then to five, in the end I was the only one left, my companions died, and in the end, I couldn't even save their orphans, I was ashamed of everyone, so I went to Mengjialing, I changed my name, I was no longer Yun Twenty-three, I became Yun Buhua. ”

The nineteen of them were the most famous horse thieves and eagles in the desert in the past.

Feiying has been crisscrossing the Silk Road for many years and has never set foot in Yanbei again, so even if Yun Buhua is the third master of Mengjialing, no one knows her origin.

The people of the Flying Eagle gradually withered, Yun Buhua took the three orphans of the Flying Eagle to the Western Regions, and later they wanted to go to the Central Plains from the Western Regions through the Yumen Pass, but they encountered the Tartars sending troops, and Yun Buhua crawled out of the pile of dead people in the war, but even the bodies of the three children were not found.

She searched for a year in Tatar, and finally had to admit that all the children had died in the war.

Yun Buhua was disheartened and came to Yanbei, but she encountered bandits again, although she was injured, she also had the idea of becoming a bandit.

Later, she went to Mengjialing and became a three-master.