At this time, when I saw him, there were two people in the palms of one left and one right.

One looked like a dead man, and the other looked like he was still panting.

In the desert of death, there are as many dead people as fish in a lake, and there are countless corpses blown into the villages by tornadoes.

In order to cause an epidemic, the village chief always took off the armor and weapons on the corpse, piled the corpse into a pile and burned it.

For these soldiers who died in the north, the people in the village naturally did not feel too much guilt.

Most of the ashes sorted out are also blown into the desert with the yellow sand wind, which can be regarded as the soul returning to the earth.

It's just that a living person was picked up today, which is a rare example other than Qingge.

Qingge looked at the two people in his hands, and couldn't help but be a little angry for a while.

Because one of the two of them was wearing the armor of Beili, and the other was wearing the embroidered clothes of their famous family of the Yue Kingdom.

The one who was panting at the moment turned out to be the Beili soldiers.

And the people of Yue Guo are dry as if they have been sucked dry by monsters, and their whole body is black and black, and they can't live anymore at first glance.

Qingge immediately greeted him and said: "How did you save the Beili people, these days the Beili people are attacking and occupying the territory of our Yue country every day, why should their people waste their efforts to save them." ”

The young man glanced down at her and said calmly: "He has an obsession with living, as long as someone wants to live, I will save it, and ......"

After a slight pause, he glanced sideways again, but the bottom of his eyes was the night drunken dust dyed red by the meaning of the blood Shura in the desert.

continued: "Although he is a person from the north, he did not give up on this Yue man when he was dying, even though his body was sinking, he was still trying to carry him out of the desert. ”

Qingge covered his lips with his little hands, looked at the dried corpse with a surprised expression, and muttered, "It's all like this, and it's still alive?"

The young man nodded and smiled at her, "Can you help me get some water?"

Qing Geqiao's face was slightly red, and she nodded lightly and went to fetch water with her skirt.

............

The winter outside the Seychelles is not too different from the winter in Yong'an, Kyoto, with cold winds, cold weather, frost killing herbs, and white dew condensing frost.

The cold, always inadvertently, erodes the heart of the lonely person.

On the battlefield, Jun Si was in his homeland, and he had to be drowned in a foreign land.

The smell of blood blowing from the north wind reminds them all the time to be wary of the dark arrows coming from the north.

The night in Yong'an, Kyoto, is cold, but warm and fragrant.

Under the falling snow, the flowery streets of Dongque are misty with white snow, just like the beautiful scenery in the painting.

At the end of the snowy street, there is Tingyuxuan.

The red sun and the golden furnace, the jade building and the blue que, here is the gentle township, the rich land.

The first half of the warrior army lives and dies, and he still sings and dances every day.

When passers-by pass by the luxurious high-rise building, they can hear the hearty laughter of the lavish benefactors who spend a lot of money all the time.

At this moment, at the corner of Dongque Street, a pale yellow shadow appeared from the snow.

The goose-yellow clothes were fluttering, and there was a faint smoke, it was a woman, a woman of great beauty.

She had long hair and a shawl, dressed in white, and a gold band was simply tied at the end of her hair.

Pedestrians on the road gradually slowed down, and their eyes unconsciously turned to the woman's expression.

But seeing her white and weak face, looking at her strolling posture without an umbrella, even a pedestrian who has never met her can't help but feel a sense of pity.

Those who are bold are about to borrow an umbrella as an excuse to come forward and flirt a few times.

After all, the young men who have been circulating in Dongque Street for many years have always been somewhat frivolous.

It's just that when their footsteps have not yet moved closely, when their eyes reach out, under the cold afterglow of the woman, they only feel a tingling in their eyes, and they are suddenly frightened and covered in a cold sweat.

The gaze was calm and elegant, but it gave birth to an illusion like looking directly at a cold sword, and the corners of their eyes were aroused to redden.

Suddenly, this beautiful woman was by no means a simple person, where did she dare to have half a conversation, and they all accelerated their pace and left.

The woman in white paused and listened to the gate of Yuxuan, neither advancing nor retreating.

Bai Siquan, who has always been known for seeing all directions and hearing six ways, locked this woman in a very short period of time, and there was only one thought in his heart.

"I'm afraid you're not here to smash the field?"

It's no wonder that Bai Siquan thinks too much, after all, a girl with a stunning appearance will not appear in this kind of fireworks and willow alley, which is undoubtedly detrimental to the reputation of the boudoir.

Those who can appear here so generously are undoubtedly divided into two kinds of women.

First, the fierce woman came with a tiger's eye and caught the rape in bed.

Second, peers came to grab guests.

The first is naturally unlikely, because this beautiful woman cannot be associated with a married '' no matter how you look at it.

What's more, Tingyuxuan is His Majesty's industry today, even if it is a routine Qinglou operation such as catching rapes in bed, when it comes to Tingyuxuan, no one dares to make a mistake.

Bai Siquan sneered in his heart, in this way, there is only the second possibility.

He straightened his robe seriously, greeted him with a professional polite smile on his face, and said straight to the point: "Where is the girl?"

Murong Heng was slightly stunned, as smart as she understood what he meant after a moment, and her heart was suddenly angry and funny.

But on second thought, she was now just a plaything hidden in the manor, and it was not much different from what he meant, so there was no annoyance in her heart.

She smiled faintly and responded, "I'm from the garden." ”

In the park?

Bai Siquan was confused, he didn't remember that the Qinglou was opened in that garden?

Isn't that the son of the family who kept Mei Ji in the garden?

But if that's the case, then it can't be compared to his listening to Yuxuan's eight poles?

What are you doing here?

Bai Siquan was playing a drum in his heart, and he was a little unsure of the origin of this woman, so he asked cautiously, "What is the reason why the girl is here?"

The appearance of the beauty naturally attracted the review of many benefactors in the hall, and suddenly countless fiery eyes were projected, lingering on her delicate body.

Murong Heng had already had a strong resistance to this fiery gaze, and her face was not unnatural.

He stepped into the door of Tingyuxuan with a dignified step, and said with a smile: "On the order of my son-in-law, I came to give something to Miss Su of your building." ”

Bai Siquan breathed a sigh of relief in his heart, and the smile on his face couldn't help but become a little more sincere from professionalism.

It doesn't look like he's here to smash the field.

It turned out that a certain son of a family sent his maidservant to give gifts to the girl in the building.

Bai Siquan was happy in his heart, and secretly said that this is a son, who is so good at playing, and the maid next to him is already peerless, and he is not satisfied.

actually asked her to come in person to give gifts to the girls in the building, this is how much to listen to the faces of the girls in Yuxuan.

For this woman, Bai Siquan was naturally courteous, and after nodding a few words, he looked back and instructed his personal servant Deshun:

"Go and inform Miss Su Yu that there is a distinguished guest coming to the door and ask her to prepare, and I will then lead this girl to her room. ”

For a while, in the lobby where I was quietly listening to the music, there was a lively whistle.

Those benefactors have a fiery yearning in their eyes, after all, since ancient times, the people who wander the Qinglou and name the girls are all men.

Such a stunning woman came here to listen to Yuxuan, and ushered in a girl who named and named her, how could this not make them excited.

Suddenly, Su Yu's name, on the hot night, many well-founded benefactors have flopped their cards and spent a lot of money, and they actually asked Su Yu to sing music with him tonight.

The crooked ideas are naturally not enough to be humanized with outsiders.

Murong Heng didn't know who Su Yu was, she smiled softly and said, "You misunderstood, Miss Su is not Miss Su, I am here to find Miss Su Jiu'er." ”

There was a sudden silence in the hall!

Bai Siquan's smiling face froze for a moment, and he didn't know how to respond.

Liu's mother also hurriedly greeted her, and forced an ugly smile to be around her.

Unexpectedly, a young girl slowly walked out of the darkness in the deepest part of the five-story building, and said with a smile on her face: "Girl, my girl is invited." ”