Xiao Yao also stretched out his other hand, held the lock with one hand, and pulled it up, like pulling out a pair of chopsticks inserted into the steamed bun, without wasting any strength. Xiao Yao slowly took the lock in and shook it at Ban Ping, who got up from the ground and kicked the two attendants who were still lying on the ground.

They tiptoed out of the door, and Ban Ping was just about to walk towards the city gate, but was grabbed by Xiao Yao. Ban Ping looked angry: "You go alone, don't get involved with me." "If you take one more step, I'll shout, and I'll make sure that Xiongshan hears it." Ban Ping retracted the left foot that was about to hit the ground and looked at Xiao Yao: "Do you know that you are looking for death?" Xiao Yao ignored him and turned straight towards the Loulan Palace. An attendant grabbed Ban Ping: "My lord, let's go, let him go to death." Ban Ping said, "Without him, we would all have to die." ”

Xiao Yao entered the palace lightly, he didn't even dare to come out, and when he was worried about where to save Silan, he saw Xiongshan staggering towards him with a pot of wine from a distance. Xiao Yao and Ban Ping glanced at each other, and quickly hid behind the big pillars of the palace, and when Xiongshan walked over, he stood up, followed him, and followed Xiongshan into the inner palace in the east, Xiongshan entered a room with extremely beautiful carvings, Xiao Yao was just about to follow up, the door slammed shut, and the wooden bolt inside was inserted. Ban Ping glared at Xiao Yao: "Are you dead now?" ”

Xiao Yao stretched out his hand, pushed it gently, and the door opened. Everyone stared at it, Xiongshan, who was as strong as a bear, turned his back to them, and approached Silan who was sitting on the bed step by step, Silan saw Xiao Yao who was following behind Xiongshan, and couldn't tell whether it was fear or joy. Xiongshan said softly: "Lady, I'm late. As he spoke, he began to take off his clothes, and he took off his body in three strokes and five by two.

The black horizontal meat, the naked Xiongshan stretched out a pair of bear paws, and just when he was about to catch Silan, who had shrunk to the corner of the bed, a hand came out of the air, and pulled Silan down from under the bed like lightning. Xiongshan turned his head and saw the four big men behind him, and Ban Ping was carrying his treasure knife. Xiongshan Hu's body shook, and he reflexively withdrew his hands to protect his key parts, and the big killing weapon that was still majestic and high-spirited just now shrank into a ball.

Ban Ping's two entourages were amazed by the changes in front of them, and Xiao Yao shouted: "Go!" Holding Silan's hand and snatching the door, the four of them swaggered out of the palace and went straight to the city gate, and the wailing of the male general came from behind. As soon as he reached the city gate, he was put on his neck by two large knives. Xiao Yao raised his two hands, looked through the faint starlight, and grabbed the blade of a knife in one hand, and a miracle appeared, the big blade drooped down softly like a dough sheet, turning into two banana leaves.

Xiao Yao raised his hand to touch a Hun soldier, and the two Hun soldiers threw down the big knife in their hands and ran away, and the remaining five people saw Xiao Yao walking towards them, scattering as birds and beasts. Banping's men went up and opened the gates. Xiao Yao helped Silan onto a sweaty horse thrown by the Huns.

When going out of the city gate, there was a wind blowing, and the green hills in the distance of the desert were undulating, Xiao Yao asked Ban Ping: "How many days can I go to Chang'an?" "It depends on how far the horse that Slan is riding can go."

A group of five of them walked on the desert for a day and a night before they dared to slow down slightly. The sky is bright, Xiao Yao temporarily has the mood to appreciate the desert scenery more than 2,000 years ago. There was little sand, more of a village in the shade of woods, oases, and poplar forests, and the moon that bent like a silver knife on the village.