Since he is not in Southern Zhou City, but in this huge southern country, where did Hu Yixue go?

The decadent Shen Wanqian, sitting alone in front of the original tavern to drink, since the last fire in Southern Zhou City, the tavern was sold to another family by the imperial court, but it is also a tavern, but it is not as delicious as Hu Yixue's brewing. Accustomed to drinking ice brew, Shen Wanqian didn't want to drink other wine anymore, so he was helpless and looked at the people passing by in a daze.

Xiao Er, who was doing business in the store, saw Shen Wanqian blocking the door, so he hurriedly picked up the rag that wiped the table and drove Shen Wanqian away.

"If you don't drink, hurry up, don't delay our boss to do business~" Xiao Eryi pouted, and the guy in his hand couldn't stop greeting.

Shen Wanqian glanced back, staggered to the big tree in the tavern, and continued to drink. Seeing that the sun was setting in the west, Shen Wanqian, who was bored, took out a Qiankun knife and carved words on the tree. It doesn't matter at this moment, there are four lines of poetry looming on the tree:

The yellow sand flute drum is against the tent pot, and it is difficult to find a soldier in the summer.

On the night of the snowfall, the white crowd of thieves scattered, and there was no door, and the red city was cold.

"Flying snow... Chicheng Han..."Shen Wanqian carefully searched for these four poems, and took out the letters exchanged with Hu Yixue before, the more Shen Wanqian thought about it, the more strange he felt, obviously he went to Southern Zhou City to take revenge, and when revenge came, both of them were gone, could it be that Hu Yixue was in a bad situation? Maybe this poem is a clue she left for me?

"But where does the snow come from?" Shen Wanqian thought about it while opening the knife diagram, looking for it carefully, and after a while, he finalized the suspicious location.

didn't have time to think about it, Shen Wanqian flew quickly and walked into the distance.

[Second Stop: Flying Snow Pass in the Western Regions]

Feixue Pass is located in the western region of the southern country, but it is a different scene in the northwest, sometimes the yellow sand is full of sky, sometimes the desert is full of snow, so that the business travelers who travel to and from here are all amazed. Because of the harsh terrain, it has also become a place where the government cannot be involved, and the Yellow Sky City here is intricately intertwined with gangs, so it has formed a three-regardless zone like the black market of the Southern Zhou Dynasty.

A flock of eagles flew by, mixed with heavy snow, and echoes of grumbling could be heard in the deep valley cedar forest. Shen Wanqian was also a fast horse, and it only took two days to arrive at Huangtian City.

That's not all, there are still a lot of robbers and strange beasts in the northwest on the road, Shen Wanqian ignored it, and the fast horse disappeared into the smoke and dust.

As soon as he arrived in Huang Tiancheng, Shen Wanqian took out his portrait and asked around, most of them did not understand the language, and Shen Wanqian could only explain clumsily with gestures. Shaking off the straw hat and the sand in his shoes, Shen Wanqian tied the horse to the stable, found a tavern specializing in finding out news, and asked for a pot of wine.

The boss is a fat man from the Western Regions, with a beard, and he came to greet Shen Wanqian with a smile. The layout of the shops in Huang Tiancheng is not like that of the Southern Zhou Dynasty, with different sizes and patchwork, the tavern is covered with a layer of thatch, about two floors, and there are a few wooden benches and square tables stained with sand.

The boss stood aside, with a few flying pigeons lying on his arm, apparently for messengers.

There are diners eating at hip-hop and a few thugs drinking. Shen Wanqian handed the drawings to the boss and gestured with gestures.

"You're looking for this girl?" The boss asked.

Shen Wanqian nodded, he didn't expect the boss to speak Chinese.

"In this way, I will send a few carrier pigeons out to help you ask, it just so happens that Huang Tiancheng has our sentry~" The boss added a few more pots of wine to the guest, and turned his head and said.

The boss walked to the ledger, tore off a piece of parchment, wrote a few sentences casually, put the written letter into the pen holder attached to the pigeon, and then stretched out his hand, and the pigeon flew out together as if they had received an order.

A few bandits seemed to have drunk too much, and drunkenly greeted Shen Wanqian. Shen Wanqian has always hated this kind of person the most, so he ignored them. One of the scarred bald heads saw Shen Wanqian ignore him, and angrily threw the wine jug on the table.

"What the hell is I asking you!" After the bald head finished speaking, he stepped on the stool and pointed at Shen Wanqian.

Shen Wanqian asked the boss for a pot of wine, shook the sand of the wine jug, washed it, put the wine jug into the wine jug he carried, and drank it with care.

"Hey, boss, this kid doesn't give you face~" said a little man next to him.

Shen Wanqianha took a breath, walked to the bald head with the painting, and looked fierce, "What?" Do you know!? ”

The bald head had never seen such a gaze, and he couldn't help but shudder, "No, but... I can take you somewhere~"

Oh? Shen Wanqian was suddenly interested.

"When I went out to the west, there was a prisoner's house, where the women and children who had been trafficked from Middle-earth were all locked up! But you have to spend a little more money, or else—" The bald man finished speaking, and drank again.

"Okay, I'll wait for you~" After speaking, Shen Wanqian drank wine leisurely again, and took out a few taels of silver prepared with him.

After the bald head finished drinking, Shen Wanqian said goodbye to the boss and followed the bald head to the "prisoner's house".

The prisoner's house is located in the southwest corner of Huangtian City, the closest place to the desert, and it is difficult to be found because of its seclusion. Raiders often run rampant on the black market, and all the robbed good women's skirts and hairpins are sold here.

Just where it was approaching, the houses were scarce, and Shen Wanqian was still wondering the reason, not wanting a foul smell to come, so that Shen Wanqian unconsciously covered his mouth and nose.

From far to near, Shen Wanqian was stunned, he didn't expect that there would be such a place in the south! It is called the "prisoner's hall", but in fact, it is not an exaggeration to say that it is a purgatory on earth.

The prisoner's hall consisted of seven or eight wooden cages, large and small, and the women and children inside were ragged, unkempt, and glazed, mostly sitting on the ground in a daze. There was a layer of waterlogged shed on the roof, perhaps because the contrast between the dark and damp shed shed and the scorching sun outside was too obvious, making the people here seem lifeless, and when they saw Shen Wanqian and the others coming, they were motionless, as if they had long been numb to this scene.

Some were eating the leftover scraps, some were lying on the ground drinking the stagnant water after the rain, and some wanted to move forward when they saw Shen Wanqian coming, but they were sitting on the ground. Everyone's eyes fell on Shen Wanqian, as if animals were observing humans.

There was a trough for drinking and eating meat next to it, and the bald head pulled a wooden stool, sat on it and drank with his feet crossed.

"Here... Has it always been like this? Shen Wanqian opened his mouth slightly, and the scimitar he took out was withdrawn again.

The bald head heard this, took a sip of wine and put it in his mouth, and spit it out impatiently, "Phew, don't ask if you shouldn't ask, just say who you want, you pay the money, I'll pull it out directly!" ”

Shen Wanqian was still not satisfied, "But... You don't have the woman I'm talking about here! ”

"The one on the portrait, you say? I know which woman is different, it's almost there, big brother~ pick one and leave quickly. The bald head said angrily.

"But I just want this woman!" Shen Wanqian said, handing out the only piece of gold left in his arms, "If you find it for me, I will give it to you~"

The bald head and eyes were straight, and his attitude improved when he put down the wine cup, "This girl, she was brought by an official a few days ago, and the price was not negotiated, so he took it back again!" I... That's all I know! "After that, you have to reach out and grab the gold.

"But you didn't find the woman I said, so you can't take the gold~" Shen Wanqian said as he put the knife on his bald neck.

The two were about to discuss, when a few thugs behind them suddenly rushed out, holding axes in their hands, and they were menacing, and they came out of nowhere.

The gangsters formed a team of tall, short, fat and thin, shouting "Dare to bully our boss? Know who we are? The famous Great Sword King of the Western Regions, that's my brother~"

"Really?" Shen Wanqian sneered, and took out the token he had stolen from his arms in the Tianji Camp before, "Then I heard that the Great Sword King has been executed by our Tianji Battalion~"

Tianji Battalion? A well-known detective organization in the imperial court! The thugs were shocked.

"Hahahaha, big brother, this kid said he was from the Tianji Battalion!" The gangsters were tired of hearing this set of rhetoric for a long time, and reached out to knock out Shen Wanqian's scimitar, and punched Shen Wanqian in the face, "The Tianji camp is here for us, and it's not a fart~ hahahaha"

Shen Wanqian was defenseless, and received a punch in the face, allowing the gangsters to laugh mercilessly. As he spoke, the thugs snatched the token and threw it on the ground, kicking Shen Wanqian to the ground.

Shen Wanqian wanted to take out the Qiankun knife and kill these people, but he didn't think that in the Ten Thousand Ghost City before, the old wound of the prisoner had recurred, and he couldn't use his strength.

"I'll let you kid pretend to be garlic~" The bald head snatched Shen Wanqian's gold, and the gangsters punched and kicked Shen Wanqian. "Hmph, little ones, let's take the gold and go out and be happy, let this kid fend for himself!"

Before leaving, the bald head viciously rushed at the cage, "You too, give me honesty~ Disobedient, Lao Tzu has a way to cure you~"

Seeing that the gangsters turned around and left, Shen Wanqian picked up the Qiankun knife and staggered to his feet.

"Yo, what? Still want to fight us? The bald head turned back to look at Shen Wanqian, and wanted to kick Shen Wanqian to the ground again.

Shen Wanqian was in a hurry, took advantage of the situation and grabbed the bald head's legs, dragged him to the ground, the bald head fell to the ground, and the rest of the gangsters saw this, and they all came over to help, Shen Wanqian saw that the timing was good, and with all his strength, he cut the gangsters to the ground in three or five strokes. The bald head was frightened when he saw this, picked up his axe and ran out.

Shen Wanqian still wanted to chase the bald head, but he didn't want to get dizzy, so he fainted directly. When I woke up again, I was already lying in the inn of the tavern.

Shen Wanqian opened his eyes weakly, "This is..."

Seeing Shen Wanqian wake up, the tavern owner got up and handed over a sip of water, "Thanks to you, brother!" Those evildoers have been cleaned up! What should be buried is also buried~ The women and children are also released! ”

The boss paused again, "Also, I found the girl you said~"

"In... Where is it? ”

"It's the Feixue Pass in the northwest~, I heard that it was taken by a group of imperial court troops."

As soon as he heard about Hu Yixue's traces, Shen Wanqian got up and was about to go downstairs to find a horse, but as soon as he moved, the acupuncture points hurt again, and the boss hurriedly helped Shen Wanqian to lie down.

"Alas, brother, you are so badly injured, you can't move now, take a day off, anyway, there are people from our sentry watch, and it's not too late to act the next day~" The boss sighed.

After saying that, the boss got up and went downstairs to greet the guests.

Closing the door, Shen Wanqian carefully calculated the next plan, and when he took out a blue wooden medicine bottle in his arms, Shen Wanqian vaguely remembered that this bottle of medicine was given to him by his uncle in the medicine house, but he couldn't remember what it was for.

[Li Changwei: Forget it, I see that your kid is fateful, so I might as well give you a bottle~ Remember, only this bottle must be drunk at a critical moment!]

The pain in his body had already penetrated deep into the bone marrow, and as a last resort, Shen Wanqian had no choice but to pick up the medicine bottle and drink it all, no matter what the effect was, he had to drink it indiscriminately.

After drinking a mouth, after a while, the body became much lighter. Unexpectedly, this medicine had such a miraculous effect, Shen Wanqian only felt full of energy, and hurriedly got up and went downstairs to find the boss.

Before the boss could dissuade him, Shen Wanqian flew on his horse, left the tavern as if he had fled, and ran along the Feixue Pass.

Outside the Flying Snow Pass, the mist reflected the ten-mile canyon into the sky, and the eagle swept by, and there was a wail. In the Flying Snow Pass, the sergeants crouched on the sides, dressed in silver armor, ready to go. A strong man in armor in the tent came by stepping on the snow, at this moment, just to wait for one person.

"Hang her up!" The strong man greeted, and the two soldiers stepped forward, tied up the unconscious Hu Yixue, and hung him on the city tower.

This person is none other than the commander of the Li army - Fan Ba!

Hu Yixue was like an object, strung up by a rope, and hung on the city tower. Her hair was disheveled, her face was bloodless, and her shabby clothes were mixed with the scars on her body, which made people feel pity.

All this is laid out just to wait for a man.

Shen Wanqian!

As long as Shen Wanqian comes to Hu Yixue today, Fan Ba's strategy will be successful! In the middle of the day, the city gate was opened, and hundreds of thousands of Li soldiers stepped forward together, just to get rid of this terrifying man from the territory of the southern country.

"This kid actually gave me a fake picture! Hmph~ Lao Tzu has been in the army for so long, no one dares to lie to me Fan Ba~" The strong man took out his battle axe and said.

"You all keep an eye on it, Shen Wanqian is coming soon! If he dares to make other moves, he will directly cut the rope and throw this woman down~" After speaking, the strong man put away the note handed by the carrier pigeon, and ran to the side to drink.

The soldiers had never experienced such weather, and they were all shivering with cold, "Grandma's, why is this hellish weather so cold~" One of them sighed, and the heat disappeared in an instant with the snowflakes.

The thin clothes could not resist the cold, and Hu Yixue was awakened by the cold. I opened my eyes slightly and looked around, and a heart-piercing pain hit my heart. Hu Yixue bowed her head with difficulty, and found that she was tied up and hung on the city tower.

She opened her mouth slightly, trying to say something. Fan Ba saw it, and he didn't raise his eyes, and drank his wine, "Go and see what that girl said?" ”

A soldier nodded in agreement, approached Hu Yixue, and turned back after a while.

"I guess this girl is frozen stupid, talking to herself, saying some words you don't understand~ You drink, don't worry about him~" After speaking, the soldier ran to the side and stood guard again.

Hu Yixue opened her eyes with all her might, her body moved, and the rope couldn't help but tighten again. Looking down, Hu Yixue, who was in despair and full of despair, closed her eyes again, she didn't want Shen Wanqian to come to her, let alone show up because of herself, it was just a one-sided acquaintance, there was no need to do it at all.

Thinking about it, Hu Yixue fainted unnaturally.