The soldiers were also vigilant, and those who drank put down their wine bags, some grabbed their weapons, and some stood up, and everyone's eyes were focused on the shadow of the stone wall in front of them, where there seemed to be a standing person, and in the light of the fire, that position happened to be the blind spot of the sight. Shu Yu Shirt

The man remained silent, which made the atmosphere even more tense.

"You'd better step up quickly, or our knives won't show mercy. The Tenth Master shouted, his knife in his hand, murderous.

"It's me!" finally answered from the shadows.

The Tenth Commander was a little surprised, and then said respectfully: "General Ghost Gas!"

Hearing this salutation, the soldiers couldn't help but become solemn, one after another straightened their postures, stroked their chests and saluted: "General!"

Ghost Gus slowly walked out of the shadows, took the sharp knife from the hand of the ten-captain, cut a large piece of the beef from the test and stuffed it into his mouth, chewed it, and nodded, "Well, it tastes good, who baked it?"

The Captain of Ten laughed a little awkwardly, and Ghost Gus patted him on the shoulder.

"Okay, then divide it with me. I'm not going to eat your beef for nothing, hey, go and come over with those bags of wine in my tent. ”

The last sentence was to instruct the two slaves who followed him, one tall and one short, to wear the yellow robes of slaves, and to wrap their faces tightly with their headbands. It was winter, and most of the slaves were dressed like this, and when the soldiers heard that they could have a good drink, their eyes lit up, and they only cared about "Thank you, General Ghost", and they didn't care about the appearance of the two slaves, and only hoped that they would come back soon.

The two slaves reluctantly passed by the fire and quickly disappeared into the darkness. Around the campfire, the carnival continued, Ghost Gus's bright eyes stared into the dark distance, his eyes were deep, and in an instant, he boldly took the wine bag of the soldier next to him and took a big gulp.

When they were far away, Jiang Yutang secretly looked back, and when he was sure that no one was suspicious of them, he breathed a sigh of relief, turned to the people next to him and said, "Fortunately, they are not suspicious." ”

The person next to her raised her head, and in the darkness she could only see her eyes full of wisdom flashing, and she whispered, "Without further ado, let's go find that place immediately, and you come with me." ”

This delicate and calm voice is clearly the voice of Zhuang Meiyan.

Zhuang Meiyan carefully studied the silk silk in the stone room, and recognized that the charcoal pencils depicted a simple map, and the scene drawn on the map was Wenkol, where they were, and there was a place circled with charcoal in the upper right corner that seemed to imply something. Although Zhuang Meiyan didn't understand what special meaning this place was, since Duanmu Hao had spent so much effort to send her a secret letter, it was natural that he had a reason, and she decided to go and find out tonight.

This move was naturally opposed by Suna and Jiang Yutang, her body was too weak, and her travel was inconvenient, in case there was danger...... There were many reasons, but these reasons were easily refuted by Zhuang Meiyan with one reason: the lord of the country left Wenkoer tonight, and those people would never let go of this best opportunity to kill her.

Before Xiao Xuanchen left, he left all the main army of Ghost Gus and Ghost Inseparable and the "Ghost Blade Wolf Knife", and left in a hurry with only one small guard. What happened to the Zha Manbu, Zhuang Meiyan didn't care, she only knew that once the man left Wenkoer, even if there were thousands of troops guarding her, it would be useless, and the last incident was the best proof - if it wasn't for her foresight to take the fetal protection secret medicine given by the great witch doctor in advance, I was afraid that the child in her womb would have been lost.

She didn't want to take any more risks, and now there was only one way to keep the child safe - leave Wenkoer and leave Wuyang. She believed that what Duanmu Hao had sent her was the last and safest way out, and that this man was always so considerate that even if he wasn't by her side, he could guess her most urgent needs.

She didn't tell the truth to Suna, she just said that she would come and see the situation before deciding whether to leave, and she would definitely say goodbye to Suna before leaving. In fact, she knew very well that she was not ready to go back after leaving the underground palace, Jiang Yutang insisted on coming with her, saying that there would be a good response on the way, so she had to agree. The map was so well drawn that Zhuang Meiyan could easily find the area where the tent was located - where slaves lived, and which was indeed the best hiding place.

There was only one question left, with so many tents, who knew which one was the one they desperately needed to find?

Zhuang Meiyan and Jiang Yutang anxiously shuttled back and forth between the tents, all the tents in the dark looked similar, and the most important thing was that they were aimless now, and it was difficult to judge this matter even during the day.

Zhuang Meiyan suddenly pulled Jiang Yutang's sleeve, only to see a burly figure appear in front of a small tent in front of him, the figure looked left and right vigilantly, he didn't find Zhuang Meiyan and Jiang Yutang hiding in the tent behind him, and after a while, the person flashed into the tent. Slaves were not allowed to enter or leave the tent without being summoned, so there must be something strange in the tent.

Zhuang Meiyan and Jiang Yutang glanced at each other and tiptoed over. As I got closer, I heard a conversation coming from inside, and it was clear that it was a unique language. Zhuang Meiyan and Jiang Yutang were happy in their hearts, and when Wen Kuoer heard the voice from his hometown, he was naturally very kind, which also showed that the people living in the tent must be unequaled. They were about to enter the tent when they heard the man inside say, "...... The subordinates and Xiao Xuanchen's guards encountered each other on the periphery of the full department. ”

Zhuang Meiyan subconsciously stopped and listened with bated breath.

"Is he dead?...... Very good, tell the Queen Mother the news immediately, the Queen Mother must be looking forward to this news. ”

The voice of the person inside suddenly lowered, Zhuang Meiyan couldn't help but put her ears on the tent, and at this time, there was a chill on the back of her neck, which was the strange feeling brought by the sharp sharp blade close to the skin.

Someone whispered behind them, "Who?"

Zhuang Meiyan secretly took a breath and said calmly: "It's me, Zhuang Meiyan." It's been a long time since I've seen the guards of the wind, so don't come unharmed. ”

She is talking about the Mushuang language that she has not spoken for a long time, and in a foreign country, she can speak her hometown dialect with the people of her hometown, which is a very intimate feeling in itself.

The sense of threat from behind quickly disappeared, but the man remained vigilant, and he quickly looked around to make sure there was nothing unusual before he said simply, "Come in and talk about it." ”

It was a very ordinary tent, like all slave tents, small and broken, and the canvas whirred in the cold wind. Dressed in black, Yu Feng had slowly inserted the long sword in his hand back into the scabbard, he stood silently in the corner of the tent, blending in with the surrounding darkness, Zhuang Meiyan's eyes gradually became accustomed to the dark environment in the tent, she vaguely saw Yu Feng on the other side whispering a few words to the big man, the big man nodded yes, and turned to leave the tent.

Now that there were only three of them left in the tent, and the atmosphere was a little dull, Yu Feng finally spoke: "Venerable Queen Wuyang deigned to come to the slave's residence, why did you come?"

"Is the Imperial Wind Guard also Wu Yang's lowly slave?" Zhuang Meiyan asked rhetorically, and without waiting for the other party to answer, she continued: "I came here because Lord Ruixiang said that when I was desperate, I could come and ask for your help. ”

Zhuang Meiyan took out the silk silk and handed it over.

Yu Feng was choked by her first words, he took the silk in a muffled voice, opened the fire fold casually, he only glanced at the silk in a hurry, and immediately threw the silk into the water urn next to him, and then took it out and spread it out to look at it carefully. The handwriting began to appear on the silk, and Zhuang Meiyan couldn't see what was written on it far away, but he saw that Yu Feng's expression became more and more solemn.

When he had finished reading it, he put the silk silk under the firelight, and although it was wet, it burned very easily, and soon burned to the point that there were no ashes left. It seems that this is a special material silk made by them, which is used to pass on secrets.

Yu Feng said succinctly: "Childe's meaning Yu Feng has already understood, and now no matter what Miss Zhuang asks, Yu Feng will pay in advance with all his might." ”

Yufeng's name for her has changed, no longer calling her "queen", but Miss Zhuang, although the tone is always cold, Zhuang Meiyan felt a trace of warmth from her hometown, she smiled slightly, and said: "Yufeng is polite, Meiyan only asks for one thing, we must leave Wenkoer tonight." ”

"All right!" the man replied briefly.

Yu Feng quickly closed the fire fold in his hand, and the tent fell into darkness again. At this time, from the outside, this tent area is as silent and dark as death, and there is nothing special.

Tonight's Winkoll, as usual, was as quiet as ever, and there was nothing special about it.

It wasn't anything special, it was just an ordinary night, but it was the last night she was here. Zhuang Meiyan, who was dressed in a slave robe, followed behind the horse of a black-clothed warrior, the wide yellow robe just enough to hide her appearance and obviously bulging abdomen, she followed Jiang Yutang closely, so as to further cover her figure, Jiang Yutang would occasionally look back at her nervously, for fear that her body would not be able to support it. Zhuang Meiyan gently caressed the child in her womb, fortunately, this little guy seemed to understand his mother's mood, and he was very cooperative tonight and did not move to bring her discomfort.

Half an hour ago, under the arrangement of the wind, they were led by this black-clothed warrior to the outside of the city, the warrior was very familiar with the terrain of Wenkoor, and he also carried the queen mother's token with him, and met several groups of patrolling soldiers along the way, and immediately let them go without checking after seeing the token.

Zhuang Meiyan's heart sank, tonight seemed a little unusual, she noticed that the black armor of these soldiers was printed with white feathers, which was the logo of the Wanyan family. It stands to reason that the soldiers on patrol should not be the family's private army!

Zhuang Meiyan realized that something big might be happening, she couldn't help but glance back at Wen Koer, at this time it was already the third watch, and most of the people had fallen asleep, but the aristocratic area was still brightly lit, was it a carnival all night, or was there another plan?

"Mei Yan, what are you looking at? Let's go! There is the city gate in front, as long as we go out of the city gate, we will be free!" Jiang Yutang reminded her in a low voice.

Zhuang Meiyan slowly withdrew her eyes and was silent, Jiang Yutang looked at her with some uneasiness.

"Don't you want to leave?" This time it was Jiang Yutang who stopped.

Zhuang Meiyan was stunned, this question was so abrupt that it didn't make any sense, she mustered up so much courage and made such a big determination, how could she not leave?

"It's all this time, is it interesting to say this?" Zhuang Meiyan seemed to be talking to herself, "Do I still have room to turn back?"

Jiang Yutang took a deep breath, and was about to speak, when there was a sudden commotion at the city gate, a lot of torches were lit, and a small group of people squeezed in. The black-clad warrior quickly pulled the reins and jumped off his horse, signaling them to retreat to the side of the road, turning their backs as the pair of centaurs whipped their horses desperately and swept past them like a whirlwind. Zhuang Meiyan couldn't help but secretly glance sideways, she recognized those people as the most trusted guards of the lord.

Didn't the soldiers go with him this afternoon? Why did only a few of them come back? and, moreover, the soldiers were covered in blood, and it seemed as if they had just experienced a terrible battle......

Zhuang Meiyan's breathing involuntarily became rapid, and the half-cut conversation she had just heard outside the Wind Shelter echoed in her mind.

"Is he dead?...... Excellent!"