Lao Jianhua followed the Kunli Mingtai Blood Guard Horse Team, left the camp of the Iron Pigeon Army, and galloped eastward all the way. It took about five or six days of effort, and everyone saw the Shengtang Zijin Pass standing on the desert from a distance.

Shuomo West comes to the silk paper is expensive, and homesickness is heavy Zijin Pass.

This lonely and desolate Xiongguan seems to connect two completely different worlds.

To the west of it is the vast and magnificent Gobi Desert, and to the east of it is the prosperous holy kingdom on earth.

In a special sense, no matter anyone who comes to this place, his past identity, experiences, and various emotions may originate from the transformation of the two worlds, and unconsciously disappear and disappear.

For seven years, Lao Jianhua returned here again, and once again saw the world he was familiar with and cherished.

St. Don. It should have been a different situation of Shengtang.

Kunli Mingtai opened his mouth to stop the marching horse team, and then whispered to a messenger-like person beside him. The man pointed around, looking and talking, as if he was confirming the location of a certain place to Kunli Mingtai.

By this time, the sky was getting dark, and it was becoming difficult to see all around.

At this moment, a forest in the distance suddenly flashed with fire, and it flashed out three times in a row very regularly. Obviously, this was a signal to Kun Li Mingtai and his party by covering the torches.

Seeing this, the messenger-like man hurriedly asked for a torch from the blood guard's hand, held it in the air and made three circles.

Soon, a lot of light flashed in the woods, and then dozens of horses galloped out.

"It's them, be on your guard." Kun Li Mingtai commanded his subordinates.

In a few moments, dozens of knights approached under the light of the raging flames, and shouted for the first one: "Are you Turkic envoys? ”

"I am Kunli Mingtai, the general of the Turkic Empire's Blood Guard, and I have come to greet Princess Hesijia by the will of the Great Khan."

"Hello general, below is He Qian, the banner envoy of the Holy Tang Reverse Scale Division, please wait, my lord is accompanying the princess here at this moment. Excuse me, did we bring someone we wanted? ”

Kunli Mingtai pointed at Lao Jianhua: "Well, it's here." ”

He Qian took advantage of the firelight to carefully look at the past.

Lao Jianhua smiled: "Xiaohe, you were promoted quite quickly." When you are in charge of the flag, you don't know Lao? ”

He Qian was stunned for a moment, didn't dare to answer the other party's words, turned his head and whispered a few words to his subordinates, and the anti-scale spy agreed, and hurriedly urged the horse away.

For the next period of time, the people on both sides quietly confronted each other in place, no one said anything, and the atmosphere was weird.

Waiting in silence is the hardest thing to endure. It seemed that a long time had passed, but no one had arrived, and Kunli Mingtai was impatient, and was about to open his mouth to reprimand, when he suddenly heard the sound of horses' hooves in the distance.

"Your Excellency is here!" He Qian whispered, and then turned the horse's head to meet him.

At this time, I saw Shen Lie taking the lead, throwing off the team behind him, rushing straight to the Turks, and struggling to pull the reins.

He looked around and immediately locked onto the target, staring at Lao Jianhua in the crowd with a pair of sharp eyes.

"Brother Xian, don't come unharmed." Lao Jianhua took the initiative to say hello, and his tone was calm.

Shen Lie's face was gloomy, and he waited for a long time before he squeezed out a sentence from between his teeth: "God has eyes, you are not dead yet." ”

Lao Jianhua didn't think it was angry, and shook his head with a smile: "Brother Xian, do you remember how Lao taught you back then?" Don't get angry in everything, only by staying calm can you make the most correct judgment......"

Shen Lie shouted angrily and cut off the other party's words: "The surname is Lao, don't come with me again, I will definitely make you regret living later!" ”

Kunli Mingtai obviously felt that there was a deep hatred between the two, but at this moment, he was concerned about the safety of the princess and didn't want to get involved in the exchange of hostages, so he hurriedly urged: "Don't gossip, you will have time to make love after that." What about our princess? ”

Hearing this, Shen Lie regained his usual calm expression, nodded slightly towards Kunli Mingtai, and then beckoned: "Invite the princess over and start the handover." ”

As he spoke, a snow-white horse strolled slowly, slowly walking towards the crowd, and immediately sat a Turkic beauty, her hands tied behind her back, and she could only control the horse with her legs.

"Uncle Kunli Mingtai, you're here!"

Kunli Mingtai's eyes widened and he said in surprise: "Inas? How could it be you? What about His Highness Hesjia? ”

"His Royal Highness is in the woods behind, and he is still being held by the Holy Tang people!"

Since the two of them were communicating in Turkic, most of the people of the Reverse Scale Division could not understand it at all. But just from Kun Li Mingtai's surprised expression, he could also detect that something was wrong.

Shen Lie had been listening carefully to the translation of the attaché beside him, and before he could finish listening to the words, he was feeling bad. He was about to speak, only to hear Lao Jianhua look up to the sky and smile: "Hahaha, Shen Lie, Shen Lie, I really didn't misunderstand you at the beginning, you are shrewd and capable on the surface, but you are actually a fool!" ”

As he spoke, he shook his hand and threw out a few projectiles from his sleeve, which exploded on the ground, and immediately covered all sides in billowing smoke, and at the same time, the smoke was filled with a pungent and unpleasant smell.

"Rob people!"

Shen Lie and Kunli Mingtai shouted almost at the same time, and jumped out of the saddle in a very tacit understanding, one pounced on Lao Jianhua who was hidden in the smoke, and the other pounced on Inas.

As soon as Shen Lie rushed into the smoke, there were more than a dozen clapping fists, and then he was forced to retreat and flew out, and fell back on the horse again. Lao Jianhua rode out from the other side of the smoke, broke through the blood guard horse team that had already messed up the formation, and ran straight to the west.

Shen Lie didn't care about commanding his subordinates at all, and immediately chased him out single-handedly.

The Reverse Scale Spy who stayed in place had also been in a melee with the Golden Blood Guards at this time, and the sound of hooves in the distant woods was loud, and the hundreds of Reverse Scale Flying Riders who had been lying in ambush there rushed to reinforce one after another.

For a moment, no one even noticed that their elder Shi had rushed into the dark night, and there was no trace of them in an instant.

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On the vast snowfield, Lao Jianhua was desperately urging his internal force to accelerate and gallop, but he also clearly felt that his internal force was being exhausted, and not far behind him, Shen Lie was like a hanged ghost, chasing after him.

Two days ago, in the Gobi area near Mutu City, Lao Jianhua's war horse finally died violently due to physical exhaustion on the way, and he himself was bitten by Shen Lie, who caught up from behind, and fought fiercely.

Don't look at Lao Jianhua, who is always dressed as a scribe on weekdays, but the kung fu under his hands is very strong, and in terms of martial arts alone, he is originally on par with Shen Lie. It's a pity that he is not young, whether it is spirit or strength, he is really not as good as Shen Lie, who is in his prime, so after a fierce fight, Lao Jianhua gradually fell into disadvantage.

At the critical moment, he was in a hurry, and he took a hard slap from Shen Lie, and at the same time hit the opponent's left arm, so that he could get out of danger and continue to run all the way in the direction of Metasequoia City.

According to the pre-determined plan, in the next few days, the Turkic Iron Pigeon Army and the Ghost Alliance horse bandits will attack Metasequoia City in a big way. Therefore, Lao Jianhua decided that as long as he fled in this direction, he might encounter people who could rescue him at any time.

Even if there were only seven or eight Turkic people or horse bandits whose martial arts were still good, he was truly out of danger.

However, the heavens did not fulfill people's wishes, and until this time, Lao Jianhua still did not meet the imaginary rescuers. To make matters worse, he found that his injuries were getting worse and that he might soon be unable to sustain himself.

Shen Lie's palm was very ruthless, although Lao Jianhua used his internal force early to protect the vital parts, but Shen Lie still hit his meridians hard. If he could sit down immediately to breathe and heal his injuries at that time, it might not be a big deal, but Shen Lie, who had a strong killing intent, didn't give him such a chance at all.

The long history of inverted scales that injured an arm can still take his life.

Therefore, Lao Jianhua's only choice at that time was to forcibly suppress the injury and flee desperately.

After two days of running hard, the only result was injury on injury. At this moment, Lao Jianhua only felt that the qi and blood in his body were surging, and his chest was like a fire, which was extremely uncomfortable.

Suddenly, Lao Jianhua stumbled a few times uncontrollably, staggered and almost fell. He tried his best to stabilize his body, but he didn't expect that his throat would be hot, and a puddle of blood would immediately spurt out.

The crimson blood sprayed on the white snow was shocking.

Lao Jianhua let out a long sigh, wiped the corners of his mouth with his sleeve, and then turned to face Shen Lie who was rushing to the front.

Shen Lie's situation at this time was not much better than that of Lao Jianhua. His left arm hung down at his side, his face was slightly pale, and if it weren't for the anger in his heart, he would have given up this desperate pursuit long ago.

He stared fiercely at Lao Jianhua in front of him: "Old thief, you are desperate now, prepare to die!" ”

While secretly breathing, Lao Jianhua smiled calmly: "Shen Lie, why are you so troubled? Do you have to get to the point of ending up before you give up? ”

"You ask me? If you are willing to give up, you should ask my master and sister who hate Jiuquan, and ask my wife and daughter! ”

"Well, in the end, you're still for hatred. Shen Lie, hatred will only make you lose your mind, and nothing else is useful," Lao Jianhua's face remained as usual: "I taught you this truth when I was in the Reverse Scale Division, have you forgotten?" ”

Shen Lie shouted angrily, "Shut up!" Then he slowly raised his right hand and pressed towards Lao Jianhua step by step.

He hated Lao Jianhua's condescending preaching, and at the same time saw that the other party was just stalling for time.

Lao Jianhua's heart gradually sank. He knew very well that Shen Lie was urging the strongest internal force to raise the unique stunt Wind Thunder Palm to its peak state.

Victory or defeat is only in a moment.

Seeing that Shen Lie was still a few steps away from being able to strike a blow, Lao Jianhua's forehead couldn't help but ooze cold sweat slightly. At this time, his internal breath was stagnant in the position of the Qi Sea Dantian, and a little exercise would make the meridians of the whole body painful, and there was no way to resist the power of the Wind and Thunder Palm.

It would be nice if I could give him an extra hour and a half, even if it was only a dozen breaths, as long as the internal injuries were slightly relieved, at least he could die a blow.

However, now he is no different from a sick and weak scholar who is powerless, and the only thing he can do is to watch Shen Lie kill him.

Shen Lie slowly approached, staring at Lao Jianhua with a sneer, as if admiring the desperate look in the other party's eyes.

The murderer, who has been hunted for seven years, has finally been caught today. The great enmity of the teacher, the great enmity of the wife and children, will see the light of day!

Shen Lie smiled, but his smile was full of desolation.

But at this moment, he was about to make a move, suddenly stopped and looked around vigilantly.

Behind the snow mound not far away, more than a dozen figures suddenly appeared, slowly surrounding them, silently watching them.

Lao Jianhua also found those uninvited guests at this time, and at the same time couldn't help but applaud in his heart: God forbid, I finally looked forward to the Turks.

However, in an instant, he was stunned on the spot. Because those people's outfits aren't Iron Checkered Army! On the contrary, they are all wearing the armor of the Zhenjiang Protectorate, all of them have a calm bearing, and their eyes are old and spicy, and they look like elite veterans who have been on the battlefield for a long time.

Lao Jianhua's heart was mixed, and he didn't know whether it would be a blessing or a curse next.

Shen Lie, who was close to him, also fell into hesitation.

He originally planned to ignore this group of Zhenjiang troops who appeared out of thin air for the time being, and try his best to take down Lao Jianhua first. After all, since it was a Shengtang soldier who came, with his own identity, he could explain things clearly afterwards.

But in the next second, he dismissed the thought again.

Just because of the appearance of a person.

A young officer, dressed in light black leather armor and a snow-white cloak, stepped out from behind the group of soldiers.

He didn't speak, just quietly watched the two who were facing each other.

Although they were nearly ten zhang apart, Shen Lie could still clearly feel that the terrifying killing intent emanating from that young man's body was firmly locking on him at this time. As long as Shen Lie dared to take another half step forward, he would definitely rush towards this side without hesitation.

Whether Lao Jianhua will be able to block his Shen Lie's attack is unknown, but Shen Lie will definitely not be able to stop the black-clothed officer's suppression.

There is no truth to this judgment, it is simply an intuition among masters.

So, Shen Lie immediately made the wisest choice. He slowly lowered his right hand and asked loudly, "Is the person who came from the Zhenjiang Protectorate?" ”