Gotta ...... Gotta get it.

Under the dark night, two Dawan horses rushed out on the broken plank road facing Hanhai at Yumen Pass.

The horse in front was pitch black, and on it sat an alien woman in a red dress.

His eye sockets are deep, he has a golden nose ring hanging from the tip of his nose, and he is holding a two-year-old child in his arms.

On the back of a red yellow horse, a Han man in his thirties was holding a nine-foot black gun in one hand.

The man had a light blue scimitar stuck in his vest, and some sweat oozed from his temples.

Blood flowed down the back, onto the horse, and dripping into the yellow sand.

The blood at the knife edge still quickly coagulated and dried up, like agate.

On the yellow sand of the Han Sea, the sand and dust flew more than two feet high, and if it were not for the bright moonlight, the existence of the two horses would hardly be visible.

The man didn't dare to draw the knife, he was afraid that if he pulled out the knife, he would die immediately.

Death is actually not terrible, everyone dies!

But now the man is very afraid of death, afraid that there will be no one to take care of his wife and weak son!

What's more, the group of wolf-like villains of the Bai family behind them are still desperately chasing after them!

The two horses had already run for dozens of miles, and at this time, the white foam on the side of their mouths was like snow, and their front legs suddenly fell to the ground, and they fell into the yellow sand.

"Third brother, third brother, what's wrong with you?!"

The black horse suddenly stood upright on its front legs, as if it had met a tiger.

The woman screamed, her legs suddenly clamped the horse's belly, and the whole person was parallel to the ground.

But his hands hugged the child in his arms tightly.

The child lifted the reins hard, and the red yellow horse neighed twice in pain, and fell to the ground.

As the woman reined in the dark horses, she was startled and cried out when she saw the red and yellow horses falling.

"Third brother, third brother......"

Her Chinese language was stiff, like a patchwork of individual words, her face flushed, and she suddenly uttered a burst of muttering words.

The man's brows furrowed into a river, and he shook his head with a wry smile.

Hundreds of feet behind him, smoke and dust were rising, and a large group of people had already chased after him.

The woman in the red dress had already circled her horse and came back, only then did she see the light blue scimitar stuck in the man's back.

Under the scimitar, a large amount of blood flowed, and after drying, it was like dragon scales, condensed on the clothes.

With tears in her eyes, she choked up and couldn't speak.

The child woke up at this time and pointed to the man's back. "Daddy, Daddy, Knife...... Knife. “

The man looked at his son and stretched out his hand, but it hung back again.

He jumped all over his body, landed on the pitch-black horse, held the waist of the woman in the red dress with both hands, touched his son's head, and said to the woman's ear.

"Ah Yue, if you don't get in the way, don't get in the way. ”

Although the man was seriously injured, his body was like a clear breeze and a bright moon, mysterious and abnormal, and the black horse raised his hooves and continued to run ahead.

Ah Yue looked back at the man, her eyes were full of care and love, she kissed the man's lips and asked softly:

"Are you really alright?"

The man clamped his legs, lifted the reins of the horse, and galloped away ahead of him!

But thirty zhang, the dark horse flew up in the air again, and he didn't dare to step out of the step ahead.

There was a smell of blood swimming in the air, and the black steed neighed with its head held high!

The enemy chasing after him was already approaching step by step, and the roar of Bai Yulong, the son of the Bai family, could be heard.

"Chase forward, Zhao three hundred taels of gold! Three hundred taels of thieves, fifty taels of little cubs!"

"Catch me alive, and when I'm done enjoying it, my brothers will be happy!"

The black steed had stopped, and in the moonlit sand, there was nothing!

But the horses came back backwards and galloped in a north-west direction.

There were more than eighty people chasing behind, but they carried more than three hundred horses, and as long as the horses ran a little slowly, they would change to one.

This has to catch the rhythm of Zhao San's family!

Zhao San looked back at the crowd chasing after him, and he could already clearly see Bai Yulou's figure.

After a while, even the face was clearly visible.

"Bai Yulou, you are really slaughtered!"

Zhao San scolded in his heart, turned his head and kissed Xia Yue'er's earlobe, gritted his teeth and said.

"Yue'er, the third brother begs you for something, do you agree?"

The young woman in the red dress blushed and smiled, turned her head and pecked the man's lips, and spoke.

"Third brother, didn't Yue'er rely on you for that matter?"

"Okay, then you take Qin Er and run for your life, go to the ancient city of Loulan to find the one-armed old king!"

The man said very resolutely, like an order, and he couldn't tolerate the slightest turnaround!

The woman turned around, looked at the third brother in front of her, and said in a trembling voice: "Third brother, can't we beg them to let us go?

The man kissed the forehead of the woman in the red dress and sighed.

"Where is it so simple, what they want is the unwarranted "Jiuyang Sword Spectrum" in Lao Wang's hand, they, they still want you to ......"

The woman's cheeks were red, and she leaned against Zhao San tightly, as if she had made up her mind.

"Then we will give them the sword score as well, you, your body matters, as long as we are together as a family, it doesn't matter what. ”

"Ah Yue, you are so confused, hundreds of people in my Zhao family have become ghosts under the knife of the Bai family, can you still bow your head and beg for mercy to have a reason to live?

Zhao Sanyi lifted the reins of the horse and slammed the scimitar into the butt of the black horse, and the horse stood up with its tail and galloped away wildly.

Ah Yue wanted the black horse to stop, but the black horse was in pain, so he didn't listen to the call at all, and galloped forward with a smoke.

Behind him, Zhao San roared wildly, tore open his robe, and tied his back in a circle.

"Let's go!"

The child suddenly cried loudly, the woman held the child, and looked at her husband behind her, her whole body was like falling into an ice cave!

Ah Yue not only froze all over her body, but her heart was also full of ice, and the qi and blood in her whole body were solidified.

A group of people who caught up behind shouted.

"Zhao Sangongzi is down, Zhao Sangongzi is down!"

"One hundred taels of gold are in hand, rush!"

Dozens of people surrounded them, and the remaining sixty or seventy people chased after Ah Yue in the red dress.

Zhao San stood up with a long black spear in his hand, which was nine feet long.

The person who rushed in front of him, a Fang Tian painting halberd slammed down.

"I, the white jade fox, will be the first shot of you in the north!"

With a crisp snort, the crescent-shaped blade tore through Zhao San's left shoulder.

Zhao San didn't dodge or dodge, a shot pierced the front chest of the mount, and the whole person flew up and kicked the white jade fox in the temple.

Bang, a loud bang.

The white jade fox fell under the horse, and the spear flew out of the horse's tail and stabbed diagonally into the chest of the person behind him.

Burst.

With a sound, Zhao San held a spear in his hand and landed on the back of the second horse.

The man who dismounted from the horse had a thick blood hole in his chest, and blood sprayed directly.

Zhao San sat on the back of the horse, looked up to the sky and let out a long roar, the spear was like a dragon going out to sea, a black sweep with a punch, and in the flickering cold light, six or seven people had fallen under the horse.

The man who fell to the ground had a bright red wound the size of a handful surging on his neck, and he was twitching constantly.

In the blink of an eye, more than half of the more than a dozen people had been killed.

The rest of the people retreated, only four men in full suit, who looked at Zhao San who was panting for a long time.

"Zhao San, you are really a tough guy!"

"The first shot in Saibei really deserves its name. ”

Zhao San slammed his spear on the ground, Ang Tian let out a long roar, supporting his crumbling body and sneering continuously, and his mouth full of blood gushed constantly.

The young woman in the red dress heard this long howl, and her heart was like a knife, holding the child in her arms, tears raining down.

"Since the third brother is dead, what is the point of my life? It's just that I am suffering as a child!"

"I can't die, if I die, the third brother's bloodline will be broken, and no one will be able to avenge the blood and hatred!"

The woman wiped away her tears, put her legs between the horse's belly, raised her whip, and urged the horse again and again.

A black-faced man beat the horse ahead, and the seven-foot cooked copper long stick smashed towards Zhao San like thunder.

Zhao San instinctively raised his gun to parry, his shoulders and back of his heart were injured, his arms were completely weak, and under one move, the blood from the two wounds gushed like a spring, and he exploded back again and again.

During the explosion, he vomited blood again and again, and when he landed, several people surrounded him, and knives and guns came out.

Zhao San glared angrily, fell to the ground and convulsed, his whole body blood red.

The people dismounted, tore the bloody clothes, cut off their heads, hung them on their spears, and chased them forward with a curse.

"Damn, there's nothing!

"I originally wanted to find this Zhao family's marksmanship, but I didn't have it at all!"

Under the moonlight, on the edge of a pool of blood, the headless Zhao San was gradually buried by the wind and sand, and the dead could no longer die.

The red dress Ah Yue had tears in her eyes, hugged Zhao Qin tightly, and didn't care about things in the direction or not, she galloped ahead of the black horse.

At this time, it has galloped out of about fifteen miles, but the sea is boundless, and the moonlight is still good, and you can see more than ten miles as far as you can see.

An old man about three feet beside Bai Yulong remained silent, lying on the horse's back like an eagle falcon.

"This way!"

The old man pointed to a moving black dot in the sky, which was where Ah Yue in the red dress was.

"Chase, that, you must get me a job!"

With a wave of his hand, Bai Yulong chased out with hundreds of good horses and nearly 100 people.

Ah Yue in the red dress ran for more than an hour, and she was already haggard in her heart, and she missed Zhao San's tragic death, she was depressed, and she opened her mouth to spit out a mouthful of blood!

The child in his arms did not wake up because of the bumps, and Ah Yue's lips were chapped and drowsy.

The black steed is an alien divine horse, and at this time, he vaguely knew that the people behind him were not good for Ah Yue, and galloped towards the moon.

couldn't run dozens of feet, his hooves hung in the air, and the hissing continued, waking up Ah Yue.

There was a sharp tremor in this hissing sound, faintly terrifying, and Ah Yue smelled a strange aura.

"Great storm, big storm!"

When encountering a big storm, it is death, and being caught by the white jade dragon is not only death, but also staining.

Ah Yue in the red dress ignored the neighing of the black horse, and rushed forward with the reins.

Bai Yulong looked at the beautiful woman in front of him, and he didn't feel a burning heat in his abdomen, and the bumps on the horse's back and forth were even more itchy.

For a while, I didn't feel that my chest was tight, I had difficulty breathing, and my face was crimson.

Dozens of people around him were like this, and they looked up at the northwest corner, next to the blood-red moon, a yellow mist rose.

The yellow clouds were like a funnel, during which the purple light flickered, and the scenery was so beautiful that it had never been seen in his life.

"Run, it's the ...... of the storm"

Before he could finish a sentence, suddenly an ancient wind blew, carrying a large area of yellow sand.

The white jade dragon was full of sand and dirt all over his mouth and nose, and he couldn't say anything in the second half.

The yellow funnel sandstorm came so fast, and in the blink of an eye, it was in front of the white jade dragon, and the wind swept in, and the people and horses flew like pieces of paper.

The wind and sand blew more and more fiercely, and the yellow sand on the people and horses became thicker and thicker......