Deep in the Gobi Desert in the northwest desert, a horse came from east to west, the horse was black all over, only a handful of white hair grew on its forehead.

This white-fronted horse eats well on weekdays, is fat, strong, oily, and shiny, and is obviously a rare horse.

The horse's feet are not bad, but in this place full of yellow sand, it is powerful and can not be used, the high raised hooves can always bring up a lot of sand, but the more so, the faster its physical exertion, along the way, it could have traveled thousands of miles a day only walked more than 300 miles and slowed down, the corners of the mouth from time to time dripping foam, even the nostrils came out of the sound of snoring and panting.

The man on horseback was evidently a little distressed by his mount, and every forty or fifty miles he stopped to let him rest for a while, and fed the horse, which was worth a thousand gold, the water that he was reluctant to drink.

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The man who drove the horse was a boy of fifteen or sixteen years old, who was born with clear eyebrows and beautiful eyes, and belonged to the type that women liked when they saw it, and men liked it more......

He had been going around in the desert for five days, and it was logical that he should have arrived at his destination three days ago, but he encountered a sandstorm halfway through, which swept his only remaining map into the yellow sand, and he could only rely on shallow experience to grope his way forward.

Originally, he had been desperate the morning before, and the few food and water he had had been exhausted, but on the road of endless people, he encountered an oasis in the middle of the road, and he drank a good drink by the lake before continuing to set out.

There are not many things to eat in the oasis, and the fresh grass all over the ground is very good for the horse's appetite, and the boy has only found some green fruits after looking for a long time, and now it is just the height of summer, and it is not easy to find these.

Although he is used to being arrogant at home, but this time the young man went out in a negative mood, and before leaving, he also dropped the bold words of "don't mix up and don't go home", like a stubborn donkey, he will not be soft until he is exhausted, even if a few fruits are so sour that it is difficult to eat, he still swallows it.

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The temperature difference between day and night on the Gobi Desert is enormous, especially in the middle of summer.

The desert at noon can almost roast people, and at night it is so cold that it drips into ice, and last night the boy nested in the arms of the white horse beside him, and dimly dreamed that he had returned to that palatial home, with mutton boiling in a hot pot in front of him, and watermelons fished out of the cold well water on the other side.

This kind of dream of ice and fire is a testament to his dire situation.

The words spoken by the eldest husband are like water spilled out, and losing hands and feet and losing heads is not to lose face, as soon as he recalls his father's three-point contempt and disdain and three-point careless expression, the young man felt a burst of enthusiasm, turned over and continued to start the road.

The young man is none other than the prince Wang Qianshan, who should have enjoyed the life of brocade clothes and jade food in the palace.

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It all started a month ago.

Since he became the emperor with the power of the king, he has become more and more unable to discipline this lawless son under the busy government affairs, Wang Qianshan is also angry, and has beaten the sons of several big men outside.

Xu is because Wang Quanquan is an immortal, and the son he gave birth to is also extraordinary, Wang Qianshan has not only never been sick since he was a child, but his strength is also terrifying, and he has never tasted defeat since entering Beijing.

Those beaten young masters lost face, so they gathered a large group of people to block him, but in the end, more than ten people, including the evil servants of the family, were beaten by one of his hairy children and cried for their fathers and mothers, and the young master of the Lang family of the criminal department was kicked into the street pit by his feet.

Wang Qianshan became famous in a battle and became another major underworld force in the capital after Yan Rongrong, which can be regarded as the son inheriting his mother's business.

This kind of thing will definitely not escape the eyes of the secret guard, when the fold is presented to the royal table, the royal authority can't help but cry and laugh, although it is normal for children to fight, but it is unreasonable not to punish him, so he ordered to ban his feet.

Wang Qianshan is the lord who is willing to stop, steals the imperial horse in the middle of the night, goes out of the imperial city under the cover of the personal eunuch, and goes all the way to the northwest to join his fifth emperor.

Before leaving, he took a lot of silver with him, and he didn't lose his stomach at all until he went into the desert, and he found that he didn't have much money left, and after using the last few coppers to buy a bag of buckwheat and a few baked cakes, the boy resolutely went into the desert.

Less than half a day after walking into the desert, King Qianshan began to regret it again, this ghost weather is not for people at all, and I don't know how the Five Emperors have spent these years.

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Back in time, the boy drove the horse from morning to noon, and found a shade to rest when the sun was at its most poisonous.

Wang Qianshan had already bottomed out in his pocket, and was reduced to the point of grabbing food with the horse, grabbed a handful of buckwheat and put it in his mouth, relying on his young teeth, and chewed it.

The more he ate it, the thirstier he became, and after he poured the last sip of water, he was completely resigned to fate.

"Horses, horses, we have walked all the way together, until now we haven't given you a name, the same is a thousand miles of horses, people's names are more powerful and domineering than the other, what red rabbit, flying lightning, shining night jade lion, if you don't even have a name and fall on this Gobi desert, it's too wretched."

Wang Qianshan leaned against the shade of a boulder, and used his limited knowledge to piece together for a long time before continuing:

"If you love buckwheat, let's call it malt."

I don't know if it's a coincidence, the white-fronted horse snorted at this time, and the young man immediately opened his eyebrows and laughed when he saw this:

"It seems that you like it very much, you are a maxima, I am the prince, our brothers can't fold in this place where birds don't, and it spreads out to make people laugh."

Speaking of this, the face of the young man, who was still smiling, darkened again, and muttered:

"I knew that I had been locked up honestly for a few days, and my father was actually not so strict, he just hated iron and steel...... No, the more this is the case, the more I have to come out and wander around, he is an immortal, if I have no achievements at all, it will be too much to say. ”

As the young man spoke, he regained his confidence, stood up and patted the horse beside him, and said:

"Take the malt, continue to hurry, I have a feeling, it should be almost there."

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This time, the boy did not choose to ride the white-fronted horse, but walked north step by step with the reins.

It was still the beginning of the day, the sun was still high, the scorching heat wave had distorted the air on the Gobi Desert, the young man was sweating like rain, and the horses beside him were no better, and one man and one horse walked from noon to evening.

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As the light gradually dimmed, the young man's vision began to blur, his clothes were already soaked, and the whole person moved his steps like a walking corpse, and even forgot what he was here for.

At this time, an ethereal singing voice suddenly came from ahead:

"The bicycle wants to ask the side, and the subject country lives extends. Zheng Peng out of Hanse, return to the wild goose into Hu Tian. The desert is lonely, and the sun sets over the long river. Xiao Guan waited to ride, and he was all protected by Yan Ran. ”

The singing is distant and desolate, with the majestic sunset on the Gobi Desert, which makes people feel like falling into a dream, which seems to be real and illusory.

Wang Qianshan only felt that his eyelids were fighting, and in a hazy way, he vaguely saw a figure of Mohu, and saw that the figure was a woman, which was concave and convex, which led people to reverie.

"Malt, I seem to have seen a female ghost who seduces her soul and asks for her life."

As soon as the young man's voice fell, he heard the figure come out with a slightly angry voice:

"What a rude boy, this girl is like a flower and jade, where is she like a female ghost?"

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