In the desert about 30 miles northeast of Huangsha County, a rider is slowly coming under the scorching sun above his head and stepping on the sand.

Like an oven scorching the earth under the sun, Gu Xuan wrapped himself in a gray robe full of holes to cover his body, wrapping his entire face and body, revealing only the one eye that saw objects and the nose used for breathing, pulling the reins in his hand, and not driving the horse under his crotch, just letting it carry him forward leisurely.

It's not that he doesn't want to be faster, in fact, he is like an arrow, anxious, and eager to fly back to Huangsha County immediately, but although this horse is a good horse, it has been running almost sleepless for two whole days, without eating, without resting, no matter how good his physique is, it has reached the time when the oil runs out.

The yellow sand hit his face, the heat wave rolled, and he could hear the difficult panting sound of the horse under his crotch, Gu Xuan couldn't help but think of the Hulan divine horse that Gu Cang gave him when he was leaving, a loyal and good horse that had accompanied him for a long time, and died tragically outside, even the sword given by his father was lost, and now he didn't even know the life and death of Uncle Jinglong, Gu Xuan couldn't help but stretch out his hand to cover his left eye, which was completely blind, and there was a raging anger burning in his heart.

In the future, we will take revenge!

As soon as he thought of this, his heart to go back became even more urgent, and he couldn't help but gently clamp the horse's belly, and the war horse under his crotch moved a few steps forward, and finally with a mournful neigh, he suddenly knelt on the yellow sand, and couldn't get up again.

Gu Xuan was very helpless, so he could only turn over from the horse and stand to the side.

The sunlight on the edge of the desert is extremely violent, it is like roasting people on a fire, and there is no shelter nearby, basically at a glance, so the horse bandits and Rakshasa clan in the sand sea generally do not act during the day, so Gu Xuan will choose to continue to hurry during the day.

Gu Xuan's knees weakened, kneeling on the ground full of gravel, breathing in the scorching air, he couldn't help but look up, only to see that under the dazzling sun, there was nothing, in this kind of weather, even the vultures in the desert didn't want to come out.

He lowered his head again, stretched out his hand to stroke the poor horse in front of him with a dazed look and was panting, Gu Xuan couldn't help but think of the Hulan Divine Horse that died tragically before, and when he thought of this, the original idea of killing the other party immediately was dispelled.

There are many reasons to want to kill horses, the most important thing is to be afraid of being obtained by the enemy, if you feed it properly, then you will have a good horse for nothing, the two armies will go to war, burn the grain and grass that you can't take away, kill those war horses that have been injured and can't run, and even use the partners who get along day and night on weekdays as marching rations, it is a very normal thing, you can't get it, you would rather destroy it than give it to others, this is war, it is cold-blooded and ruthless, extremely cruel, but the horse did not do anything wrong, on the contrary, it also carried itself all the way, from Qilian City to here, and now it has exhausted its physical strength, seeing that it is useless, if you want to kill it, Gu Xuan was really a little unbearable.

If you can't wait for someone passing by to pick it up and bring it back?

Gu Xuan gently stroked the bridge of the nose of the horse in front of him, and said calmly: "Thank you for carrying me all the way, I will go by myself for the rest of the road, take care." ”

With that, he got up again, tightened his robe, stepped on the yellow sand, and walked forward.

After going through so many things, he is not a pedantic person, it is impossible to carry this horse back, no matter how strong he is, he will not be able to do such a stupid thing.

Step by step to the south, over the sand dunes, and moving forward with difficulty, Gu Xuan knew that he might not be able to walk to Huangsha County today, maybe he had to find a place to settle down first, and even he didn't know if he could get it, after all, the map was only a general area, maybe it was actually the border of Youzhou to go forward.

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The night is still coming on time, in the vicinity of the desert, the temperature difference between day and night is very large, people can die of heat during the day, and people can freeze to death at night, not to mention that at night, all kinds of things lurking in the desert have to jump out, and night is the most dangerous time of the day, at this time, even the Rakshasa people who have lived in the desert for generations will not travel alone, because it is completely looking for death.

However, Gu Xuan had no choice, and at night, he could only hide in the leeward of a sand dune, wrap his robe tightly, and rest with his eyes closed, but he didn't dare to really fall asleep.

It's a pity that I left in too much hurry, and I didn't have time to get some belly wrappings, plus I didn't have the heart to kill the horse before, and even the last bit of rations were lost on the road.

The place where Gu Xuan was lying was a leeward place, but when he got close, he couldn't see anyone at all, plus because of the direction of the wind, the evil wolves wandering in the desert at night couldn't smell it, so he was spared a harassment, these basic common sense, he still understood.

A man rested alone against the sand pile with his eyes closed, and his ears could hear the sound of the wind around him like a ghost crying, and his thoughts couldn't help but drift with it.

After suffering so many sins, and now even one eye is gone, only then do you know the value of the peaceful life in the capital, Gu Li and these people, even if they laugh and insult themselves a thousand times, in fact, they don't have the pain of being directly stabbed by the horse bandits, and many things that you thought were unacceptable before are just because they didn't suffer more.

You may have felt disgusting to gnaw on tree bark, but when you have to dig out other people's undigested wheat grains from the heap to fill your stomach, the bark will taste good.

Now that he was lying alone in the yellow sand, hungry and thirsty, hungry and cold, he really understood why the second brother had to tell him again and again before leaving.

originally thought that relying on his own ability, making meritorious achievements, and showing his ambitions should be very simple, but until now, he didn't know how much suffering he had to endure in the middle.

This young man, who was actually only eighteen years old, leaned against the sand pile alone, couldn't help but open his eyes, silently looking at the quiet night sky above his head, the stars shining like raindrops, and his thoughts had flown back to the palace where he had lived for eighteen years.

The old days are reproduced one by one, and those people I have seen in my life seem to be smiling at themselves right in front of them.

He couldn't help but wonder, what is his mother doing at this moment?

Are you just like yourself, looking at the endless night sky, silently thinking about your relatives in the distance?

If I went back like this, my mother would be very sad, wouldn't she? How would she cry?

Gu Xuan stretched out his hand and gently touched the hard leather blindfold of his left eye, and suddenly couldn't help but want to cry.

Sometimes if you want to defeat a strong person, maybe you only need a trivial point, in the cavalry siege, the horse bandits attacking the city, even if the arrow fell off the cliff later, Gu Xuan never thought of crying, but at this moment, lying in the sand, blowing the cold night wind, and then thinking of his mother, his tears couldn't stop flowing.

Who is not a fragile child in front of the mother?

Who doesn't want to stay in their mother's arms all the time, not seeing the bloody wind and rain outside, and intriguing?

It would be nice if he was still in the palace with his mother.

Under the vast night sky, there is a lonely person.

Gu Xuan could only grab his left hand, and then bit the clothes on his arm, trying not to make a sound.

Because in this dangerous desert, there is no room for cowardly wanderers.

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Just when Gu Xuan was facing the night sky and his whole thoughts were flying, there was a sudden sound of horses' hooves from a distance, and it floated over with the wind.

Gu Xuan's whole person was suddenly awakened, almost without stagnation, he quickly entered the battle state, wiped away the tears that blocked the vision of his right eye, and his whole person was like a wolf in the desert, low body, quietly crawling towards the other side of the sand dune.

In the distance, two figures were galloping on horseback, and under the moonlight, the sand waves were surging, like a dream.

The two of them galloped toward here from the west, and then suddenly came to a sudden stop next to a pile of sand.

One of them overturned his horse and struggled to get up, while the other man behind him dismounted and walked to the side.

A smell of blood wafted along the wind, and I was afraid that it would not be long before it attracted predators who smelled the wind.

The man who fell to the ground stretched out his hand and clutched his stomach, and shouted loudly to the other person while gasping: "Old, Lao Tzu is really, he can't run, ah, ah." ”

He shook his head as he moved towards the nearby pile of sand.

The other person suddenly took off the hood in the bright moonlight, but saw that it was a woman, between the eyebrows, there was no childishness, even if the face was good, without a trace of wrinkles, but she should not be young when she thought about it, her figure was very hot, the mountains on her chest, the peaks behind her rose, the skin of the whole body was as white as milk, not at all like a woman who had lived in the desert, but like a little lady over there in Yongzhou, because Yongzhou was humid, so the people's skin was very tender.

There is a little ecstasy tear mole in the corner of her eyes, adding a few wisps of style, and the clothes on her body are also very bold, she doesn't seem to mind revealing her proud capital, and there is only a little piece of cloth covering the important parts of her body, even if there is a layer of gray robe outside, but the two tender white long legs are also unreservedly exposed, and the mouth is dry, and the blood is surging.

The woman sneered at the people on the ground: "If you can't run, do you want the old lady to run behind you?"

The man sitting on the ground was a bald man with a hideous face, with a strip of cloth wrapped around his stomach, and red blood could not stop oozing out, and it seemed that he was seriously injured.

"Black Narcissus, you stinky, ahem. ”

The bald man covered the wound on his stomach, wheezing with difficulty, and as he spoke, there was blood foaming from the corner of his mouth running out of the coughing sound, as if it had injured the lobes of his lungs and the blood poured out.

Black Narcissus clasped his hands to his chest and said unceremoniously: "You yourself are not good at what you do, what are you doing to scold the old lady?"

The bald man said miserably in the moonlight: "Lao Tzu now, now, I have figured it out, you stinky girl, you are deliberately a step late, so that Lao Tzu suffered this knife in vain." ”

When Black Narcissus heard this, he didn't see the slightest sense of panic on his face, but arrogantly showed his two big white legs, stood in front of the man, and sneered: "Did the old lady do it on purpose, you know it in your own heart, what's the use of pulling this?"

The bald man leaned against the sand next to him, panting with difficulty and laughing miserably: "Yes, it's useless to say this, I'm going to do it, phew, fuck!"

As he spoke, he spat a mouthful of blood on the ground.

Black Narcissus stretched out his hand, leaned down, and tempted the man on the ground: "Give me something, I'll bring it back and then notify someone to save you!"

The bald man's hand covering the wound turned to cover his chest this time, barely holding down the discomfort, and then spoke: "Black narcissus, what kind of temperament are yours, difficult, don't you know? Not only will you not bring this thing back, but you will not find someone to save me, and I know that I can't hold it anymore, cough cough cough." ”

He looked at the dazzling snow white in front of him, and even vaguely saw the two red beans that she deliberately exposed, and his eyes were full of misery and remorse.

Black Narcissus continued to smile and said, "I know that if you don't hand over the things obediently, maybe the old lady can still let you die a happy death." ”

Looking at the woman in front of him who finally ripped off the veil and revealed her true face, the bald man looked the other party's bumpy body up and down, and when he was dying, he also saw it, and suddenly chuckled: "It is said that your black narcissus is good on the bed of the sassy * prodigal hoof, I want to try it." ”

Being said like this, Black Narcissus not only did not get angry, but took advantage of the situation to pull open her robe, revealing the bumpy body underneath, and twisted it lightly twice, but in the blink of an eye, she immediately closed her robe again, and chuckled at the man: "Do you want to?"

The bald man stretched out his hand into his arms and said softly: "Let Lao Tzu be refreshed, this thing is yours, otherwise Lao Tzu will not give it to you!"

Black Narcissus's face sank suddenly, but looking at the man's slightly strong hand, he immediately changed into a coquettish smile, like a beautiful lady who was about to serve the guests, she really untied her robe, let it fall to the ground along her tender body, and then walked up gently with crossed steps.

The man looked at the beautiful woman who was getting closer and closer in front of him, and his face couldn't help but show an obscene color, but looking at his miserable appearance of obviously taking in more air than out, covered in blood, it was obvious that he was going to fail.

In the moonlight, the woman slowly spread her legs and sat down on the man's waist and abdomen.

She threw her head back sharply and flicked her long hair.

A coquettish scream, a miserable muffled snort, and the two voices sounded almost simultaneously.

The man buried his head in the majestic hills, and bit down on the white steamed bun dotted with a little red mark, and a burst of fragrant fragrance followed, but unfortunately he couldn't smell it anymore.

Black Narcissus let go of the dagger he was holding, slapped away the man's hand that was clutching his buttocks, and finally pulled the dead man out of his arms, got up and silently packed his clothes, and then groped out of the man's arms.