Head south.

At the end of the vast grassland is the vast and boundless desert.

The north wind blew the wind and snow, and the dust and sand in the sky were blown.

Under the vast sky, a flying falcon made a hissing like tearing through the sky, and a small and lonely figure was in the wild sand, looking back at the falcon above it from time to time, and running for its life in great embarrassment.

Suddenly, the falcon let out another long hiss and swooped down on the man.

The man couldn't dodge, and in a fit of rage, he hurriedly rolled on the spot before he could dodge.

The eagle's long wings flew past his scalp, and suddenly its claws loosened, and a long black knife slashed through his head.

He rolled again in astonishment, the long knife like the wind, thrust heavily into the dust and sand around him.

"Black Knife! It's that damn black knife! ”

Nurthai watched without tears as the proud and triumphant falcon hovered over his head a few times, shook its wings violently, soared into the sky, and soon disappeared without a trace.

Escaping from the evil water prison, Nurtai has such a tail behind him. Every day is always a miserable rush to catch him up. This goblin, who has become a spirit, constantly threatens his life every day, and even deliberately drives those wolves on the grassland to hunt him down.

And what is even more terrifying is that at three o'clock in the afternoon every day, the soul eater is also tearing at his soul desperately.

Along the way, he didn't even have a chance to take a nap, and there was almost no way out except to desperately flee to the Qin State.

He wanted to kill the hairy beast, eat its flesh, and drink its blood.

It's a pity he didn't dare.

He knew that it was the eye of Viga.

The Eagle Falcon threw down this Qin Yue's black knife.

Nurtai did not dare to be careless, so he had to carry the knife and continue to run south with great difficulty.

Viga's mind, he knows.

Seeing a knife is like seeing a person.

Day after day, night after night, the embarrassed Nurtai had already lost the scenery of the high priest, the original snow-white leather robe on his body became jet black, no part was complete, the wild sand was thickly covered on his face, only two gloomy eyes leaked out, black holes, and the whole person looked like a thousand-year-old zombie crawling out of the desert that had been buried for thousands of years.

The eagle falcon above his head saw him walk out of the grassland, and rarely did not make a terrible urge again and again, but floated high above his head like a long-stringed kite, following his footsteps and constantly moving south.

He stopped, and it came to rest on the far sand dunes, shaking the dust and sand on its wings in a boring way. Most of the time, he was even worried that he would die suddenly, and from time to time he would throw some flesh and blood to satisfy his hunger. But the fierceness in those red eyes still made Nurtai shudder.

The north wind blew the yellow sand mercilessly, and on the way away, the ruts left by Qin Yue's carriage gradually approached the Tiger Hill in Beishan.

The closer you get to the Tiger Hill in Beishan, the severe cold blown by the north wind becomes more and more intense.

Under the carriage, the snow solidified into ice, and the carriage slid from time to time, and there were always bursts of exclamations from the girl Yunduo.

Qin Yue took the carving knife in his hand, frowned slightly, and secretly laughed in his heart, this dead girl was obviously playful. She mistook the carriage for a sleigh and deliberately startled it.

The boring itinerary is about to drive this innocent and romantic little girl crazy.

Finally found such fun, Qin Yue could only turn a blind eye.

He thought more about it, in addition to the woodcut on his hand, but also on the footprints that had been frozen by the ice before them under the carriage, and it was obvious that they were not the only lonely people on this road, and there were people who embarked on this journey earlier than them.

The footprints were not the marks of a grown man, like a woman and like a child who had not grown up.

Many times, Qin Yue always couldn't help but guess that maybe it was the assassin.

Flying knives always appear quietly when the girl in the clouds can't be prepared.

Every time it was just a knife, a blow missed, and it was silent in an instant.

If his memories were still all there, and his exercises were still there, maybe he would still be able to find this person, but now he was covered in wounds, and he could only be powerless. Even, he is not as agile as the girl Yunduo.

But the sensitivity of his nature is beyond the reach of Yunduo, a girl who has not been deeply involved in the world.

Although his skills are far less than before, he is as accurate as ever.

At least more accurate than the Assassin.

Along the way, he never made a move easily, and he was even reluctant to make a move.

In this vast desert, it is rare to see even a rabbit, let alone a human. So he wishfully wanted to find this person, even if he was an enemy, he also wanted this enemy to be able to drink and talk with him, unlike this unobtrusive girl who didn't know anything.

It's not like this woodcut in his hand, he can't always remember the way she spoke.

Even if you want to kill, you will die clearly.

A cruel smile welled up on his lips.

He was very confident, and after drinking the severed head wine, it was not necessarily him who died.

If he doesn't kill, he won't kill either.

To be cruel to the enemy, sometimes to oneself.

One more living person, how good it would be along the way.

His mind is the same as that of the crazy girl of the clouds. At the beginning, Yun Duo was furious, she had to kill this person, but as the days went by, she couldn't endure the loneliness of this bitter cold, and she inadvertently found this kind of fun from this assassination and counter-assassination. This is far more interesting than Qin Yue, a wooden man.

Many times, although she clearly felt that this man's murderous aura was far less than before, and she should have killed him with one blow, she still easily and secretly let him go.

She treated him like a cat and mouse game.

But apparently the killer also clearly sensed their bad taste.

During this time, the closer you get to Tiger Hill in Beishan, the fewer times the killer shoots.

Soon, Qin Yue and Yun Duo both sensed that something was wrong.

The killer is on the run.

"We must not let him escape so inexplicably." Qin Yue and Yun Duo have a soul.

So a game of anti-chase began to be staged wildly.

"Drive! Drive! Drive! Lady, look where you're going! The clouds pulled the head horse, shouting loudly all the way, for fear that the killer would not hear.

The ruts crushed the ice on the ground, but they couldn't crush the loneliness under the vast world. The sluggish footprints became deeper and heavier, and the more clearly they were visible.

At the end of the yellow sand, between the meadows and the mountains, there is a tall hill. It is tall because it rises from between the yellow sand meadows, enough to overlook this raging desert. It is said to be low because behind it, there is the majestic and precipitous North Mountain, which is the dividing line between the Thornle River and the hinterland of the Central Plains, and it is also the life and death of nomadic soldiers like Langya in the hinterland of the Central Plains.

For hundreds of years, war and carnage have never been far from Beishan. Generations of Khan kings and warriors have all been proud of the grassland desert by stepping through the North Mountain. And the generals of the Great Qin Empire in the Central Plains all passed this pass and sealed the wolf.

Tiger Hill is a cemetery made of flesh and bones. Legend has it that Qin Shan, the tiger commander of the Great Qin Empire, and the right sage Wang Que of the Wolf Tooth Royal Court fought here for three days and three nights.

Hundreds of thousands of wolf-tooth troops besieged day and night, and thousands of tigers and leopards of the Great Qin Empire, with one as ten, blocked the wolf-tooth cavalry from moving south to the Central Plains.

In the last bloody battle at dusk, the whole army of the tiger and leopard army was killed, and the tiger commander Qin Shan rushed into the enemy formation with a black knife, and killed the right Xian King in front of the battle.

In order to force back the wolf-tooth cavalry, the tiger handsome Qin Shan held the head of the right virtuous king high in one hand and the black knife in the other, and roared three times, scaring off the wolf-tooth cavalry.

The wolf-tooth cavalry was defeated, and the tiger handsome Qin Shan was exhausted and fell on the spot, but he could not close his tiger eyes. The long black knife, supporting his body, stood majestically on the battlefield.

The Great Qin Empire remembered its exploits and buried it here to deter the wolf's fangs and named it Tiger Hill.

After a hundred years, the wild grass on the head of this grave, the wildfire could not be burned and the spring breeze blew and reborn, but the tiger hill continued to grow its height in a sea of piles of corpses, bones and blood.

Less than a hundred miles away, the royal tomb of the Right Xian Wang Que Special Service has also changed from the original rocky sand dunes to the only border fortress built with reference to the Great Qin Empire. The Great Qin Empire also used Tiger Hill as a subduct and Beishan as a border pass to build the famous Beishan Pass.

One plug and one pass, standing between the desert steppe and the mountain valley.

"Looking at the north mountain, the desert swallows clouds. But so that the tiger will be, and Huma will return to the cold at night. Seeing the approaching fortress of Gaoque, Yun Duo couldn't help but softly sing this poem that has been sung for hundreds of years.

The singing stirred the loneliness, and also stirred up countless cold murderous aura.

Qin Yue lay on the leather, suddenly felt a shock in his heart, and hurriedly lifted the curtain of the car in surprise, raised his head to avoid the wind and snow in his face, between the distant mountains, the fortress was as black as a tiger, hunting with flags, but a thin and staggering figure was moving forward slowly with difficulty.

"Quick! He's right in front! ”

When Yun Duo heard the voice, he also saw the figure of Xiao Suo, and exclaimed with a laugh, "Drive!" He quickly chased after him.

Before he could reach the person, the long whip in the cloud's hand was raised and swept towards the figure.

The man turned his head abruptly, opened his chapped lips abruptly, and smiled.

"Stop!" Qin Yue hurriedly scolded.

As soon as he finished speaking, he heard a pop, and the man fell straight down.

"Quick, get into the wagon!"

Yun Duo hurriedly reined in his head horse, turned over and jumped down.

The man in front of her startled her.