on horseback.

The Red King gently wrapped his hands around the front, holding the reins and following the procession.

The official road to the north was flat, and Shen Shizong led the army to open the road in front, and the road was unimpeded. The barbarians were weak, with only a dozen or so people, and they looked at the "Red King Couple" hugging each other like lovers on horseback, revealing a gaze like a cannibal.

To borrow a common saying: If the eyes are like knives, the Red King is already full of holes by now.

The corners of Feng Bei's mouth were slightly flattened, that position should have been hers.

Although Feng Bei knew in his heart that Zheng Xiu didn't like that woman by no means, and he had another purpose, he still couldn't help but feel that the taste was wrong.

"Xiao Fengmeow, now it's just me and you."

Feng Bei rubbed the orange cat's furry head and pressed the fluff on the top of its head into the shape of a knife.

The orange cat arched upwards as a sign of comfort.

In winter, the warm sun is shining brightly, and the ice and snow on the road are melting little by little with the rising sun, and a faint mist lingers in front of the official road.

Yue Linglong tightened her hat, wrapped her face and skin in the shadows, and was held in her arms by Zheng Xiu in this posture, Yue Linglong didn't say anything, like a silent resignation.

It's fate.

Yue Linglong told herself.

It was the first time that Zheng Xiu had such close contact with the Beiban Princess.

At this moment, Zheng Xiu did not feel the slightest charm.

He vaguely felt a chill from Yue Linglong's body, which could actually reach himself through the thick fur, making Zheng Xiu feel a chill creeping up his skin from time to time, making him get goosebumps.

"I felt like I was holding a ...... Corpse. ”

Suddenly, a ridiculous thought appeared in Zheng Xiu's heart.

Yue Linglong is like a ...... without temperature Corpse.

He remembered the eyes that had no brilliance, black and white, hollow, and the light was shining through, without the slightest reflection, pure black and white.

The two of them tossed on horseback for a few miles, without saying a word. Zheng Xiu finally couldn't help it, and quietly stretched out his hand, went around to the front, and stuck it on Yue Linglong's forehead.

Yue Linglong was frightened, and when she dodged, she retracted into Zheng Xiu's arms and pressed it.

"Your Body ......"

Zheng Xiu asked in surprise.

"It's a stubborn disease."

Yue Linglong turned her back to Zheng Xiu, did not hide it, and her voice was neither joyful nor sad, as if telling the story of a stranger: "Linglong can't face the sun, and her body has been disturbed by cold for eighteen years. ”

Zheng Xiu was silent for a while: "Corpse sewer? ”

Yue Linglong's delicate body trembled, lowered her head, and lowered her voice: "You...... Husband, how do you know? ”

If I remember correctly, Zheng Xiu knew that she was an alien, but Yue Linglong had never mentioned her way to Zheng Xiu.

"I ask, you answer."

Zheng Xiu's voice cooled.

Yue Linglong was silent and didn't dare to ask again.

Zheng Xiu thought of Fengbei in his heart.

"Inhuman" is like a disease.

Aliens are attracted to each other.

While Inhumans possess magical abilities, there is always a certain price to pay.

Some costs may be insignificant, while others can affect a person's life and be extremely miserable.

Fengbei's hands are ominous, the monk's personality is split, and now the moon is tormented by cold and cold.

Other strangers, it's not that they don't have it, maybe Zheng Xiu doesn't know.

As for Zheng Xiu himself...... At the moment, it has not been found.

"When she was one year old, Yue Linglong had a serious illness."

Yue Linglong broke the awkward silence between the two "husband and wife".

"Dad said that I contracted a cold illness that year, and the high fever did not go away for ten days."

"The witch doctor in the clan is helpless."

"Later, my father carried me up the mountain, asked for help from the Great Heavenly Witch, and asked for a bowl of 'holy water'."

"My father said that he still remembers that the bowl of holy water was like poison, and it smelled bitter and foul."

"But after drinking the holy water, Yue Linglong's illness was cured, but she left the root of the disease, until now."

Yue Linglong told her about her childhood in one breath.

Maybe it's been a long time.

This is the longest sentence Yue Linglong has ever said when facing Zheng Xiu.

"Very well, this king likes obedient and honest women."

Zheng Xiu praised it without being salty.

Not far away, the barbarians' eyes were still like murderous knives.

Zheng Xiu looked around and smiled: "In other words, your physique can neither have sex nor give birth to children, and your body temperature is too low." ”

Yue Linglong was stunned when she heard this.

She never expected that Zheng Xiu was thinking about this stubble.

Zheng Xiu touched his chin: "This king is starting to regret it, he wants to get out of the marriage, no one likes to hold a cold woman." ”

It's good to be hot.

Yue Linglong tightened her big throat and bit her lower lip, she tried to make herself appear calmer, and after being silent for a while, Yue Linglong whispered: "But ......"

Zheng Xiu interrupted Yue Linglong's words unhappily: "No, but, don't refute, I said, I like obedient women." ”

Walking more than ten zhang away, Feng Bei, who was swaying with a heroic horsetail on horseback, suddenly tilted his head and frowned slightly.

She always felt that Zheng Xiu was "deliberately" bullying people, but this time she didn't hear Zheng Xiu's "heart" clearly, and indeed only secretly heard the word "deliberately". Fengbei slowed down, trying to hear more clearly.

I saw Zheng Xiu smile thoughtfully: "Your Great Heavenly Witch is really capable." He's been in Mount Bagmo all these years? ”

Yue Linglong wanted to correct that it was "Bagnamo Mountain", but when she thought of Zheng Xiu saying that she liked obedient women, she forcibly endured it and nodded: "Yes." But after many years, no one knows whether he is alive now. ”

"Why?"

"The Great Heavenly Witch has been passed down from generation to generation, and if anyone is elected to be the Great Heavenly Witch, he must be naked in the Bagnamo Mountain......" Yue Linglong deliberately bit the accent on the five words "Bagnamo Mountain", correcting her dare, but secretly she still had to try, and after a pause, Yue Linglong continued: "Sit quietly in the Baganamo Mountain for ten days, without eating or drinking, and wash away the filth, before you can enter the Bagnarmo Mountain mound, carry out the remains of the previous generation of Great Heavenly Witches, and then enter to become the next generation of Great Heavenly Witches." From then on, the Great Heavenly Witch would not take another step out of the mountain mound until many years later, when the next generation of Great Heavenly Witch appeared. ”

"Now no one knows if the Great Heavenly Witch is still alive, the last time the Great Heavenly Witch gave the people holy water was eighteen years ago."

Zheng Xiu raised his eyebrows: "It's you?" ”

Yue Linglong nodded: "Yes." ”

"Huh." Zheng Xiu closed his eyes, fell into deep thought, and carefully brushed the relationship.

Zheng Xiu has become suspicious since Lu Zhen.

Look at everyone like a doppelganger of a "candle".

"Candle" can be so shameless that it becomes a woman to cultivate "orchid", Zheng Xiu can't imagine that Candle can't do anything and break through the lower limit. He even suspected that the dog that sneaked by in front of his house was a candle.

Ever since the Emperor asked him to confirm the life and death of the Great Heavenly Witch in front of the Red King's Mansion, Zheng Xiu had doubted whether the Great Heavenly Witch might be a candle.

Now I listened to Yue Linglong's experience when she was a child.

More skeptical.

"Doubt" is like a seed, once planted in the heart, it will take root, sprout, thrive, and finally blossom.

Speechless all the way.

Fifteen days later.

Thirty-four years of Zun'an, December 30, reunion night.

Not long ago, the full moon was hanging high, and Zheng Xiu contacted Gu Qiutang with a permanent painting.

Gu Qiutang was frozen like a popsicle and motionless, but he still stuck to his post and was very dedicated.

"I didn't see the march of the hundred ghosts."

Gu Qiutang's answer was concise and to the point.

By the way, he added, his "no knife move" seems to have reached a higher level.

Zheng Xiu has no interest in the "by the way" in the back.

One of the reasons why he traveled thousands of miles all the way to the north was to witness the "Zheng Clan's Military Flag" mentioned by Gu Qiutang and find out the true face of the "Hundred Ghosts March".

When the moon is full, the barbarians of the Moon Clan will perform simple ceremonies to worship the full moon.

Yue Linglong told Zheng Xiu that this was their clan's worship and belief.

In the past half a month, nothing has happened, and everyone is about to arrive at Haoran Pass.

Where Gu Qiutang was squatting, in the land of the Northern Barbarians, he was wandering in the wasteland, and he had already secretly run to someone else's territory.

That is, Gu Qiutang is a master of art and bold, and dares to squat in the ice and snow. It is said that there are barbarians who roam the wasteland, and when they see foreigners, they will never leave a living mouth.

The fourth day of January.

The dusty group arrived at Haoran Pass.

The city wall of Haoran Pass is mottled and has been weathered for a long time. Shen Shizong and the soldiers in the pass got drunk all night, left advice, and continued on the road the next day.

Shen Shizong and Huo Miao's task was to escort the groom to the holy mountain of Beiban, Bagnamo Mountain.

The one who is said to be Zheng Xiu's father-killing enemy, the elderly wolf king, Yue Linglong's biological father, and their Moon Clan tribe are located at the foot of Bagnamo Mountain.

After the Haoran Pass, a barren field came into view.

Vast, boundless, endless.

The field is crisscrossed by ravines, and when viewed from above, they look ugly and shocking like scars of the earth.

After passing the Haoran Pass, there was no official road, and many marks of horses' hooves were left on the uninhabited wasteland.

The sixth day of January.

Two hundred men camped on the side of a nameless hill.

In the big tent where King Chi lived, headed by Zheng Xiu, Fengbei leaned on his side, and the monk was responsible for holding the cat, sitting on one side.

Huo Yu, Shen Shizong, Qing Thirteen, Pei Gaoya, sit on the other side.

In the middle of them was a cracked rock, weighing hundreds of pounds, and Pei Gaoya carried the boulder on his shoulders with a heavy weight, and carried it into the tent, shocking the jaws of two hundred soldiers.

Even the barbarians of the Moon Clan, who had always been dissatisfied with and disdainful of the Great Cadre Army, looked at Pei Gaoya's gaze and had something different.

Huo Yu took off the cowhide kettle at his waist, poured a sip of liquor to warm up, and then pulled out a sheepskin map from his bosom.

The texture of the sheepskin map is old, with hidden cracks, and it is actually an antiquity.

There are many markings on the map, and the cinnabar ink color is clear and eye-catching.

Zheng Xiu's eyes froze, and the handwriting was a little familiar.

"Hey, hey."

Huo Yu noticed Zheng Xiu's expression, grinned, rudely wiped the wine stains from the corners of his mouth with his cuffs, and winked at Zheng Xiu: "This map, but twenty years ago, General Zheng used it!" ”

Between the words, he was quite proud, looking like Zheng Haoran's fan.

"Suck and slip."

On the side, Shen Shizong showed envy, and actually took a breath back, stretched out his big hand full of calluses, and gently touched the handwriting on the map like a lover.

"Don't touch it!"

Huo Yu glared angrily and slapped Shen Shizong's salty pig hand away.

Shen Shizong smiled: "Just once, just once!" Unexpectedly, General Huo actually left General Zheng's relics! As he spoke, he wanted to touch it again.

Looking at the demeanor of the two generals, one big and one small, when they were competing for the map like a woman, Zheng Xiu couldn't help but feel a chill. But soon he smiled again, and at the same time he was curious, secretly speculating, what kind of demeanor his father was back then, which can make many people miss it so far, more than 20 years have passed, and the original intention of the fan brother has not changed.

"Ahem."

The military ascetic, the two of them had a fight, and it didn't take long for them to control themselves, and they barely maintained the face of the elders in front of Zheng Xiu, a junior. Huo Yu coughed lightly, glared at Shen Shizong, who was neither big nor small, and followed the cinnabar annotation on the map, and said in a deep voice:

"Here we are now."

"There was a great river running east-west a few miles away."

"But now that it's winter, the riverbed is dry, the water level is low, and there is thick ice, so crossing the river shouldn't be a problem."

"After a few days of marching, there is a mountain range here."

"There is a canyon in the mountain range, and it was in this canyon that General Zheng fought a beautiful defensive battle, attacking with defense, exhausting the energy of the barbarians, and then killing it."

It was also after this battle that General Zheng and Huo parted ways, and Huo escorted the saint and the military division back to the capital. And General Zheng insisted on taking advantage of the situation to pursue and kill into the depths of the enemy. ”

Regarding the war 20 years ago, the history books are full of tragedy and grandeur at that time and the bravery of General Zheng, and the details are skipped. This is also the first time that Zheng Xiu has learned some details of the war from Huo Yu's mouth.

Speaking of the past, Huo Yu unscrewed the cap of the bottle, and poof~ He poured a big mouthful, and with a loud sound, he was happy.

However, Zheng Xiu saw a trace of regret and unwillingness in his eyes.

Huo Yu may be regretting that if he hadn't escorted Shengshang back to the capital, he could have followed General Zheng all the way north and fought vigorously? Don't regret the year? Or, Huo Chao was thinking that if he had followed back then, Zheng Haoran would not have died?

Zheng Xiu's thoughts turned a few times, looked at Huo Mi's complicated expression, and understood something, no wonder Huo Mi returned after the war more than 20 years ago, not only did he not step on the "escort meritorious" military exploits to be promoted to the knighthood, but abandoned Rong and unloaded his armor, and was willing to be the emperor's chauffeur.

On the side, Feng Bei quietly grabbed Zheng Xiu's hand and wrapped it up.

Zheng Xiu and Feng Bei glanced at each other, Feng Bei smiled slightly, and shook his head without a trace.

Ten fingers are clasped, and the mind is connected, all in words.

Huo Yu took a few sips, drunk a little, and continued: "This mountain terrain is dangerous, going up the mountain will only increase the turmoil, the canyon is dangerous, the two ends are narrow, the middle is spacious, if it is ambushed, there will be heavy damage...... I'm afraid things will change. ”

Huo Wei lowered his voice and accented on the word "ambush".

"The Mountain ......"

Zheng Xiu took out the Red King Mirror in front of several people and connected to Gu Qiutang.

Late at night, Gu Qiutang had black eyes, red eyes, stayed up all night, and remained motionless.

There was never an option to "refuse" the Red King's call, so even if it was late at night, the Red King called, and Gu Qiutang had to answer.

"This is the legendary treasure dedicated to the Disaster Prevention Bureau, Changse-e?"

It is not a secret that Changshie was popular in the Disaster Prevention Bureau, and once became an Internet celebrity treasure in the bureau. Huo Yu is also very enthusiastic about this "new technology", but the permanent painting of the Disaster Prevention Bureau can be used normally, provided that it is based on Zheng Xiu's [Painter] thaumaturgy, without his own painting, absorbing a wisp of his own remnant soul and painting it into the mirror, even if others get it, they can't use it.

This is like a fingerprint password, bound to the person, and the anti-theft measures are full.

Shen Shizong was also amazed by this, and couldn't help but reach out and grab the projection in the mirror, Gu Qiutang's late-night face was caught by Shen Shizong and then reunited, and Shen Shizong had a lot of fun.

"General Shen, your hands are very strong... Kang! ”

Zheng Xiu complained, and at the same time held up the map for Gu Qiutang to see clearly.

"Are you on this mountain now?"

"Huh?"

Gu Qiutang was motionless, his lips were bruised, trembling slightly, and his eyes blinked: "How did the Red King know?" ”

Hearing this, Shen Shizong and Huo Yu looked at each other.

After a while.

Huo Yuhu asked: "Are you going to ambush in advance?" ”

(End of chapter)