The news of the fire in the holy maiden's tent soon reached Huo Yanqi's ears, and he also put down his hands and walked away, seeing that the entire tribe was fighting the fire and saving people.

It was a simple tent, but a few buckets of water were poured on it, and the fire was half smaller, and then there were people who did not care about their safety to search around the tent.

Huo Yanqi waited.

"Young master, Khan, find a corpse!"

The subordinate shouted, Huo Yanqi's eyebrows jumped, and he stepped forward and pushed everyone away.

The body was carried out.

It was impossible to tell who it was, and the burnt black exterior had an unpleasant smell. Huo Yanqi's heart, which was still carrying, was put down in an instant when he saw it.

Not Liang Yun.

Although it is not clear who it is, it is a man from the figure, a man who has been burned to death.

But the Khan was stunned for a moment.

Looking at the hideous appearance of the corpse, Boli Khan suddenly thought of something and asked the people around him, "What about Shengde? What about your masters?"

In this way, it is true that Muhammad has not seen anyone.

Even the subordinates who usually served him shook their heads.

The Khan's face was shocked, and he stared at the corpse again, and suddenly let him see something—

He knelt on the ground and pulled an unburned piece of cloth from the corpse.

This cloth ......

"Shengde?!"

The Khan shouted.

Huo Yanqi's heart that he had just put down was mentioned again. Seeing Boli Khan like this, a bad mood swelled up.

"Shengde, is it you? My son! How could you be here?"

The Khan mourned.

Huo Yanqi looked at Ye Zhi, and Ye Zhi hurriedly ran away to search for Liang Yun.

The sudden thing has not been figured out, and Liang Yun is not there, if the person who died in the tent is really Muhan Shengde, then where did Liang Wan go?

Everyone was looking for her, but at this time, she sneaked into the ox cart.

The ox carts that transport swill produce too much garbage every day because of the war, and so many people eat, so that no one will check what is in those swill buckets.

She went in short, preferring to hide there than come out.

She has protected herself in advance, and since she wrote a war book for the Ten Divisions of the Northern Desert, she has moved a lot more freely. She could get a lot of things, and she had touched a mask from Muhammad after killing him just now.

Liang Yun wrapped herself in a cloth, and while the fire was chaotic and no one would care about this, she secretly got into an ox cart.

When the swill bucket was opened, a pungent smell wafted out.

She was not afraid, the whole person squatted in, only half of her face was exposed to breathe.

At this time, she was being looked for everywhere.

Huo Yanqi said, "Khan, it's not certain whether it is Ling Gongzi, if you go back first, I will send someone to find out and tell you."

Boli Khan was angry, seeing that Huo Yanqi was not as respectful as before, he clenched his fists and told him that he must find out as soon as possible.

If it was really his son, he really didn't know how to explain it to his wife.

As soon as Bo left the Khan, Huo Yanqi ordered the charred corpse to be carried away.

His gaze became distant.

It's not that he doesn't dare to touch Boli Khan, on the contrary, others are ruthless, and if Boli Khan is disobedient, he doesn't mind replacing him.

Now only finding Liang Wan is the most important.

The battle was stalemate, Liang Wan hid in the barrel and listened to the conversation of the passing Northern Desert people, saying that Huo Ning chose to give up a sentry post first and retreat back after being repeatedly frustrated.

She also heard them say that after waiting for another night, all departments would use the newly prepared medicinal powder from Young Master Huo and spread it all over the battlefield.

At that time, Huo Ning would have suffered a heavy loss.

The ox cart suddenly moved.

It is to pull the swill cart outside and dump it.

She waited quietly, thinking that if she could get out through this, she would run to Huo Ning's side according to the terrain map she had memorized.

"Wait!"

Suddenly, a voice sounded from outside.

Liang Wan lowered his body and immersed himself in a bucket of swill.

Ye Zhi said outside: "Open the lid and check it all."

A few people pulling the oxcart looked at each other, thinking to themselves that even if the saint was really hiding, she wouldn't be hiding here, how dirty.

How could she be a girl.

But in the end, they opened it as ordered.

Ye Zhi jumped into the ox cart.

At a glance, dozens of barrels in a car were opened, and the stinking smell instantly made her head hurt.

Ye Zhi covered his nose and stirred the sword in his hand in disgust.

At the entrance of the military camp, a total of seven or eight ox carts were parked.

From this car to that car, at first she would check every barrel, but she couldn't stand it anymore.

As long as the bucket is full of swill and food scraps, and it looks calm, it will be fine.

Because it is human beings who always have to breathe.

Liang Wan couldn't bear it for so long.

However, she still underestimated Liang Yun.

Not only could she endure it, but she also continued to hold her breath.

It's a challenge for her.

She didn't know what was wrong with her, what kind of perseverance supported her.

The footsteps were near, and Ye Zhi was about to check her.

She tried to hide herself from the swill bucket she was in. What she didn't expect was that Ye Zhi actually used the scabbard against the barrel.

Fortunately, there was a gap where she arrived.

Liang Wan only felt that his heart was about to jump out.

Searching to no avail.

Liang Yun seemed to have really disappeared.

Ye Zhi said, "Let's go."

Liang Wan's swill bucket was re-lid.

Several tribesmen tied up the ropes and pushed the ox cart outward, slowly moving away from Ye Zhi's gaze.

Liang Wan in the swill bucket raised his head suddenly.

She was about to suffocate, and the cloth that wrapped her face was now all attached to her face, mixed with the swill inside, and she couldn't hold back anymore, and almost vomited.

But Liang Yun smiled.

Laughing like a child at this moment. She thought of the chaos over there at the moment, and the death of Muhan Shengde would inevitably make Bo Li and Lizhen break off their friendship.

Now, just wait for the help from the Palazzo della Saintescens.

After examination, it was found that the person who burned him was indeed Muhammad. The Khan was grieved and covered his face and wept.

The news of Muhammad's death soon reached the palace of the Holy Maiden, and among the families of the beleaguered tribes, the wife of the Khan of Belli went mad when she heard the news of her son's death.

Say whatever you say, you have to go back with a noisy.

Sure enough, as Muhammad had said, his mother was fierce, and when she heard her son's death, her first thought was to slaughter the Khan.

She scolded alone in the room where she was locked up for about an hour.

Everyone around me was shocked.

Liang Wan was taken by an ox cart to a clearing not far from Bo Li's camp, where swill is usually poured, and a few tribesmen had just parked the cart and had not yet opened the lid of the bucket when they heard some strange noise.

Squeak, squeak......

Those people were frightened, thinking to themselves what the sound was, why was it so terrifying.

They followed the sound and gathered in front of a bucket.

"Is that the sound coming from here?" A few people asked, and decided to send a bold one forward: "Quick, you go and see what's inside."

"Maybe it's a rat or something."

"That's for the best."

The men who were sent got into the ox cart and slowly lifted the lid of the bucket.

Hmmm-

Suddenly, a figure sprang out of it, gray, like a giant mouse!

It was dark, the day was approaching, and a great curtain of night was overhead.

"Oh my God, the ghost!"

A few people were scared!