(I'm going to Chongqing tomorrow, I've been busy with exams recently, and I'm almost busy with work, so it's all about some regular work next, so it should be okay in June, try to keep it updated, and read more books to enrich the content.) Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ）

In the northwest interior, there was a shortage of water and rain, and although the army had enough foot strength and enough water to drink, it was not enough to ensure that people could wash themselves.

Of course, a few people such as Han Feng and Qingqiu didn't have to suffer, so when Han Feng heard the word "lakeside", he was stunned at first, and only then did he understand.

He suffered without water on the Plateau. And the ten-person group had a much better life in Fengguan Mangcheng than ordinary soldiers, which also meant that they would be a lot picky unconsciously.

Han Feng could understand the reason why they left their posts without permission. He didn't blame the leader, but ordered them to take care of the members of the group of ten, who were already weak, and ordered them to be led by the night to the shallow lake that they passed by during the day.

The shallow lake looked like an ordinary puddle of water when a large group of people passed by during the day. In the middle of a desert, this shallow lake reflects the blue sky, which is a rare sight, but there is not much vegetation around the lake. The water of the lake is crystal clear, and under the pale blue water is a yellow, whitish earth, and there are cracks in the ground, and bubbles can be seen bursting out of the cracks from time to time and dissolving into the water.

While resting beside the lake, Han Feng noticed that although the lake was shallow, there were some small fish and shrimp living in it, and those fish and shrimp were so transparent that if they weren't careful, they would almost be invisible. These fish and shrimp are very active compared to their counterparts in other lakes, bouncing around on the surface of the water, as if they are afraid of being missed by the people in front of them.

Naturally, the brigade would not leave the food in their mouths alone, and everyone had a big meal of fresh fish and shrimp, sweeping away the previous fatigue.

Maybe the two of the ten people who left their posts without permission were hungry in the middle of the night.

Han Feng didn't have time to think about it, the night took him to the east, except for Qingqiu who could barely keep up with him with Xiaozhuo, the others had already been thrown into the vast night.

In the quiet of the night, only the hooves of two horses mingled together, like four drumsticks constantly beating the ground, and the heaven and earth were the listeners of this drum.

If there are listeners, it means that Han Feng and Qingqiu are not alone. Han Feng didn't know why he suddenly became uneasy, he deliberately slowed down the speed of the night a little, and when Xiaozhuo caught up, he said solemnly to Qingqiu: "Don't go in front of me." ”

Qingqiu said: "What are you afraid of......" However, before she finished speaking, she was already staring ahead in surprise, Sakura's mouth opened slightly, and she let out a light "ah".

If it was during the day, they wouldn't have come so close to see that black smoke. There were two horse's hoof marks directly in front of the two of them, leading to the "shallow lake" - which was also a place of black smoke.

The shallow lake had completely disappeared, replaced by a dry dirt bag with a crack directly above it, from which billowing black smoke was emitting.

The northwest wind was blowing here, and the smoke was drifting to the southeast, so much so that Han Feng and Qingqiu were almost standing next to the dirt bag before they smelled the smell of rotten eggs.

There was no trace of a shallow lake in the surrounding area, let alone a member of the ten-man team. The earth quietly opened its mouth like a giant beast in the night, swallowing the lives of two people, two horses and four lives, and quietly closed its mouth to digest the food, waiting for the next killing.

Heaven and earth are wrathed, and no life can afford it.

The night roared and stepped back. Xiaozhuo simply weakened his legs and almost fell to his knees, but fortunately, Qingqiu Yuma had a good way and took it back safely.

Now, even Han Feng felt that his scalp was numb, and the ground under his feet could crack at any time, I am afraid that even if Zhan Zhongqi was here, there was no way to escape from this danger.

No, if it is the emperor's uncle, he must have a way, and since the emperor's uncle has a way, then he should also have a way. Ever since he left the Forest, he has always believed that there is nothing in this world that can stump him, and no one can be stronger than him, provided that he is willing to persevere.

Han Feng gritted his teeth and stood up with the saddle - it wasn't easy for him.

Qingqiu saw Han Feng turn over and dismount a few zhang away, and he almost couldn't believe his eyes. She didn't dare to speak much, as if even if she breathed a little heavier at this time, she would anger the underground "gods" and cause a terrible disaster.

And as the sound of the horse's hooves behind him became louder and louder, Qingqiu could no longer care about the man in front of him - perhaps, those behind him were the ones who could not really face this disaster. And in her eyes, whether it is the emperor of the Western Dynasty or an ordinary soldier, they are all unique lives. There is no difference between life and life, but at this tense juncture, there is no difference in the end.

Qingqiu tightened his grip on Xiaozhuo's reins and tried to keep his tone gentle: "Han Feng, I'll go and tell them not to come over again." Be careful yourself. ”

Han Feng replied, "You have to be careful yourself. And just as he finished speaking, he suddenly felt a shake under his feet. At the same time, the earth shook violently, the horses neighed, and in the panic, a puff of white smoke suddenly rose from the crowd, and the three or four horsemen beside the smoke were rushed when they led the horses. The men screamed and fell off the horses, and several of the horses, which were thick-skinned, rushed to both sides with their masters, who had not yet fully left their saddles, and not only disrupted the procession, but also dragged their masters to the ground.

Fortunately, these people were all elite divisions, and after a little panic, everyone stopped their horses and scattered, only to watch in a daze as the half-blood-red horses fell to the ground and died after the continuous wailing.

There was a bottomless hole in the ground, and the white smoke had long since dissipated.

Everyone was in danger, but the duties of the soldiers forced them to stay where they could see Han Feng. Many people cursed him more or less in their hearts, but Han Feng squatted down in front of everyone. He pressed his hand to the ground, and felt it through his palm, only to feel that the ground was indeed much hotter and softer than usual. The crowd seemed to be standing on a large piece of dough, and underneath the dough was a boiling fire.

It was a flowing fire, and if you found the weak spot of the "dough", it would erupt. First of all, this fire was already underneath, but what Zhan Zhongqi did in Xuelong Mountain made them awaken and become unprecedentedly active, and they were moving upwards rapidly.

The underground is an intricate web of fire. In the dark, there seemed to be some force pushing them westward.

Han Feng couldn't feel more, but even if he didn't have to, he could guess where they went. Zhan Zhongqi must have been worried that only one crater in Xuelong Mountain would not last long, so he simply replaced the mountain with fire and erected a high wall in this extreme west.

The disappearance of the shallow lake and the loss of human casualties were only some of the inevitable losses in this grand project - but the dignified emperor of the Western Dynasty would be trapped by these earth fires on his horse-hunting trip, and I am afraid that it was not something that Zhan Zhongqi had time to think about at that time.

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