When this month came to Zhongtian, the ethnic minorities slowly dispersed. Tang Yu ran into the tent, took out the bowl of cow tears, and wiped his eyes. Then he ran to the lake and looked around with his eyes wide open. Two hours later, I still did not see the soul of the Jibchu River, and the sleepiness finally made him fall asleep on the grass by the lake. He faintly heard the melodious sound of the lute and the moving singing. He opened his eyes.

The lake is foggy. In the fog, a woman in a Mongolian dress is smiling at herself. Her smiling face is pure and natural, playful and generous, dancing lightly on the water.

Such as Hongjing, like a swimming dragon, with a bright smile, like a wildflower blooming on the grassland, with a delicate body, like a willow swaying in the wind, like a pine tree in the snow, drifting closer, bright and clean, like the morning sun, flying away, pale red like a summer lotus, bright eyes and white teeth, looking forward to the appearance of life, pear vortex smiling, white quality dewdrops, gentle and gentle, no cosmetics.

A dzi swayed in front of her back, the wind sang and played, and a pair of skillful hands as white as jade gently slapped the dzi on Tang Yu's back, and the sound was like burning.

"Don't swim, you can't win. ”.” ，

Dew gently stroked his face, waking him up. However, he covered himself with a cloak. The faint aroma cannot be separated. Touching the back caused the dzi to hang. He closed his heart, not knowing who hung it for him. In his heart, Jibchuhe hung it for her with his own hands. He also urged him not to give it up.

For several days, Tang Yu sat by the lake, thinking quietly. Song Wan'er stood in the distance and didn't disturb him. He didn't know what he wanted to do. He wanted to wait here for Jibchuhe's corpse to come up, but he couldn't bear to see her bloated figure. Ten days later, nothing happened in the small lake.

On this day, Tang Yu was lying on the lake. A ray of setting sun shone on his face. He jumped up with a loud roar. He grabbed a handful of his hair with his left hand. With a wave of his hand, three feet of ice and moss drifted in the wind, scattered into the lake, and sank.

Su He's injuries gradually healed in Zaihe, and Tang Yu began to fulfill his promise to teach him a set of left-handed swordsmanship. He used his right hand, while Murong Fei was left. Therefore, when teaching Su Hehe, he imagined Murong Fei's method of making a sword with his left hand.

The more he got deeper, the more Scarlet smiled, angered, and delusional slowly seeped into his heart, sometimes unconsciously imitating her little tricks, and sometimes even teaching him obsessive, screaming back to his senses. He gradually realized that he had left more than one point, so he approached Murong Fei. During this time, in addition to guiding Su closer during the day, he also practiced making a sword with his heart with his left hand at night. This is also the delusion. He made rapid progress. Later, the two-handed sword became convenient, and he began to turn to the left hand to make the sword.

In this way, after two months of carefree life in Yirut, I actually forgot my future purpose. On this day, there was noise outside the tent and many cows and sheep were singing.

Ran out to take a look, only to see a few well-dressed Mongolians leading hundreds of cattle and sheep, and a few cars over, Mu Ren led a few elders in front of the tent to greet him, and the leader was a tall and thin woman, Tang Yu had good eyesight, and immediately recognized this person as Xue Lingshan

A few tall Mongols disappeared behind him, and only a few words of greetings were heard from Xue Lingshan and Muren, and then the holy decree of Ogedei was read, to the effect that Amur was made the princess of Pingnan, and the name of Shemuren Khan was named his Yan State, Pingnan, General Khan was the head of the tribe and the only leader of the tribe, and the Yan State was the head of the tribe, and after listening to the order of the Khan, he was nominally demoted, but in fact he was promoted, that is, Ogedei recognized their tribe and could survive under the protection of the Mongol army in the future.

Finally, in view of Amur's contributions, he gave 100 head of cattle, 200 sheep, and countless fine wines and cloth. Mu Ren and the others thanked him in unison, and included Xue Lingshan and the others.

Tang Yu told Song Wan'er about it. These two are always fearless. They sat in the camp, waiting for Xue Lingshan's visit. Two days later, nothing happened. The people of the Yirut treated them as usual. From Su He's mouth, they learned that Xue Lingshan would leave tomorrow and return to Har and Lin.