I only heard the howls rise and fall, and said that it was too late and that it was too fast, and hundreds of gray shadows had arrived in front of me, surrounding Aggie and the sheep in the center.

Aji drew his dagger, took off the stirrups he had bought at a high price from the Han Chinese, and slammed the two things in his hands.

But listen to the buzz. The shrill metallic sound spread far away, and the wolves seemed to be very frightened when they heard it, and they couldn't help but bow down and whine.

It turns out that these wolves on the desert have coexisted with people for thousands of years, and every time their kind is slaughtered, it is accompanied by the sound of gold and stone emitted by weapons.

So as long as he heard this voice, he was discouraged by three points, and Aji's move was to cheer himself up, and secondly, to deter the wolves.

Ram, the big yellow dog, sensed his master's determination to fight to the death, and couldn't help but shake his spirits and bark loudly.

Aggie prayed in his heart that if these wolves could be frightened by him and retreat, then they would burn high incense.

However, it backfired, and suddenly a low roar was heard directly in front of him, and a large male wolf slowly walked up.

There were as many as twenty or thirty scars on the wolf's head, the corners of his mouth drooped, and a bloody breath erupted from his mouth.

Its oily eyes stared at Aggie with a shudder. Most importantly, the wolf's coat is pure white.

Aggie recognized it, in fact, almost all herdsmen recognized this wolf, it is one of the famous killers in the desert, and is called the wolf king of the white devil by the herdsmen.

At first, the wolf was only very large, but later, by chance, he evaded the pursuit of people again and again, and won the cruel population selection.

When he became the first wolf, he was already cunning and cunning, and he was almost about to become a sperm. The only ones who dared to take the initiative to attack the shepherds in the desert were the White Devil and his men.

Aji never expected to meet this animal today. He felt a chill in his heart, and he knew that he was more than lucky.

But hearing the white devil's soft call, six or seven gray wolves jumped out of the pack like arrows from the string, and attacked Aggie's spotted horse back and forth.

Aji thought to himself, today is a death anyway, it is better to risk his life to fight them. So he waved his dagger frantically.

But how swift the wolf's movements were. Aji danced in the air for a long time, but he really didn't stab at all. At this moment, a wolf burrowed into the back of the Spotted Horse and bit the horse's rump fiercely.

The horse was in pain but shook it a few times, and Aggie fell to the ground like a paper kite with a broken thread, and several wolves rushed up, locking the throat and breaking the belly, and killed the spotted horse in a few moments.

Aji watched the miserable situation of his beloved horse on the ground, and couldn't help but feel sad and angry in his heart, and shouted, Grandpa Beasts fought with you!

Say swing your knife and pounce on the wolves. He made up his mind that if he could kill one of them, he would avenge his horse, and if he killed both, he would earn it.

However, these wolves are clearly the best of the pack, and they are extremely agile in their movements. Aji attacked for a long time, not only did he not cut off a single wolf hair, but he was tired enough to choke and gasp for breath.

The White Devil looked at him coldly from a distance, the expression on his face like a mockery. Aji suddenly felt disheartened, threw the dagger, looked up to the sky and sighed, you eat, I'll send me to Tengger.

I don't know if the white devil understood his words, and suddenly there was a long whistle of command. Several wolves rushed over and tore at Aggie's body.

Aji felt a burst of pain coming, and silently comforted himself in his heart, hold on, and it won't hurt for a while.

But just as a wolf was about to put his mouth down his throat, Aggie suddenly heard a soft sound of waves, and the wolf rolled his eyes without warning and lay on top of him without moving.

Its tongue drooped, apparently dead. Aggie was stunned and didn't understand what was happening.

Suddenly, I heard it again. The slight voice wanted to make a slice. The seven or eight wolves that had been biting him fell in response, and all of them died.

Aji's mood also changed from panic to excitement in an instant, and he shouted: Tengri, did you manifest yourself?

However, this is clearly not Tengger's handiwork. I saw a knight galloping from afar. Aji suddenly remembered that he had just seen the figure in the sky was this person.

Unexpectedly, when he met the wolves, not only did he not run, but followed. But he didn't have a bow and crossbow in his hand, so did he want to die alone?

Aggie looked closely, and the knight was already in front of him as he spoke. I saw him lean over the ground and grab a handful of dirt, then shake the floating soil off, leaving only the harder lumps, and then raise his hand to shake them out.

No matter how hard the clod of soil is, it is just a clod of soil, and although it can hurt a person when hit on a person, it can't cause any harm.

Knight Kona had such a big hand that the clod of earth he threw flew in the air and let out a sharp howl, and Aggie saw that there was a clod of dirt, right in the forehead of a wolf.

The wolf didn't snort, even as he fell to the ground, a thin line of blood flowing from his forehead. Aji was taken aback, if it weren't for the immortals, how could he have such strength?

The sound was endless, and the wolves lost more than a dozen or twenty in an instant. Seeing that the situation was not good, the white devil suddenly let out an unwilling howl, and the remaining wolves immediately turned around and ran back.

However, the knight refused to let it go, and urged the horse to come close to the White Devil and pointed a finger. This white-haired wolf king, who had been crisscrossing the desert for more than ten years, screamed miserably and died of anger.

When the rest of the wolves saw that their leader was dead, they panicked and immediately scattered and fled. Only then did the knight restrain his horse and ask Aji, "Are you okay, friend?"

This person's Xiongnu dialect is very standard, and it sounds like a local herdsman. Aggie Bebei was stunned, and after a long breath of breath, he began to look the person up and down.

The clothes and hairstyles of the people who came were no different from those of ordinary Huns, but their faces did not look like Huns. However, at that time, Han and Hungary often intermarried, and this kind of appearance was not very rare.

The horse under his crotch was tall and strong, and was clearly a good horse. There was a single knife around this person's waist, and the clothes on his body were also extremely ordinary, except that his right sleeve was empty and had no arms.

Aji suddenly realized that this person had saved him, so he sat up with difficulty, knelt down on his knees and said, "Friend, thank you for saving my life."

May Tengger bring you the highest blessings! You are polite, and the herdsmen and herdsmen should help each other like brothers.

After that, he jumped off the horse, gently helped Aji up, and dressed him with the herbs he had brought. Aggie's beloved horse is dead, and he is not sad.

But I picked up a life, and the yellow dog and the sheep are still there, even if it is fortunate in misfortune. Aggie said to the one-armed knight: "Honorable friend, please leave your name, and I will pray to Tengri day and night for you."

The man smiled: "No need to do that, I'm just a passerby." If you really want to help me, answer me a few questions.

Aji is a man who knows how to repay his kindness, and of course he is willing. So the man asked, "What is this place?"

Is it still far from Dragon City? Aji's heart sank. When he saw that this person refused to give his name, he was already seven or eight points sure that he was a Han Chinese.

At this moment, he asked where Longcheng was, and Aji suspected that he was a spy sent by the Han army. The man saw his expression, knew what he meant, and said with a smile: I didn't do it carefully, I just wanted to find someone, and I didn't mean anything else.

Aji hesitated for a moment and replied, "Friend, I'm sorry, I can't reveal to you the location of Dragon City. Aji was actually very flustered when he spoke, he had just seen this person kill a pack of wolves with clods of earth, and that skill was like a god descending from heaven, if he killed himself, he was afraid that it was no different from killing a chicken.

If he breaks one of his arms and asks again, he will have to explain at that time. But the man didn't force it, and shook his head helplessly: Okay, I don't ask about this, ask something else.

Have you ever heard of the Blind Saint Maiden? Aji said: The Blind Saint Maiden? Of course I have heard of it. What herdsman in this savannah doesn't know the name of her old man?

Oh, tell me what kind of person she is, the man asked with interest. It's a pity I haven't seen her, Aggie sighed helplessly.

But I knew where to find her. You can always tell me the news. Of course. Aggie grinned, it wasn't a secret.

He pointed to a big winding river in the distance and said: We Huns call this river the Heishui River, you follow it upstream, go through three sharp bends, and then walk through three gentle bends, and then you will see an oasis with abundant water and grass.

There was a temple dedicated to Tengri, where the blind saint lived. The guest was interested, and asked, "Is this holy woman a miracle?"

Aji hurriedly lowered his head, reverently clasped his palms in front of his chest and said, "Friend, don't doubt the holy woman's mana.

She is Tengger's messenger, and everything she has said cannot be fulfilled, and she can see all the secrets of a person's life, old age, sickness and death.

Trust me, if you're lucky enough to meet her, she won't disappoint you. The guest nodded, suddenly remembered something, and said: I just heard you say three words about the old man.

Why, is the holy woman very old?, of course, Aggie replied reverently. Legend has it that the saint was 48,000 years old, but she looked like a teenage girl.

A friend of mine had the privilege of meeting the Holy Maiden. He said that the saint was so sacred and solemn that people did not dare to have the slightest blasphemy.

Friend, whether you are a Hun or a Han Chinese, go to the Holy Maiden, her mercy will help you eliminate all suffering.

The man nodded in acknowledgement, took care of Aji for a few more moments, and then rode away. This person is Li Yan, who has been living like a Hun in the desert for almost a year.

Over the course of the year, he asked around about the whereabouts of the girl and the dog. However, there are many secrets hidden in the vast desert, and Li Yan's move is tantamount to finding two special grains of sand from the desert.

However, he did not give up hope, but used his brain to search carefully for clues. When he was in the imperial capital that day, Lu Heng said to him.

Lili was escorted away by a pair of personal soldiers. Li Yan couldn't find Li, but he could easily find his own soldiers. These people were all warriors canonized by the king of the Huns, and in addition to fighting, their usual life was no different from that of the nobles.

Li Remnant visited in many ways, and finally mastered a personal soldier three months after coming to the desert. The man had committed a crime a few years earlier, had been stripped of his title as a warrior, and had to go home to work as an ordinary herdsman.

He was accustomed to being powerful and blessed, and he drank excessively, so his life was extremely unsatisfactory. Li Yan found him and asked him to tell him what happened at that time with only a few jars of fine wine.

It turned out that the place where Lili was held was top secret, and a group of them escorted Lili and the dog hundreds of miles away, and immediately another group of people came to pick up the two and continue on the road.

So where they ended up being is unknown. However, it is certain that their general direction is all the way to the west, and it is impossible to be near Dragon City.

Because at the time of the handover, this pro-soldier once glanced at the comer. Those men were carrying dry rations, and it was clear that they had to travel a long way.

At that time, they were very close to Dragon City, and if they were just escorted to Dragon City, they would not have done anything more. Although Li Chuan learned the general direction, it was still more difficult to find someone than to find a needle in a haystack.

However, in order to complete the agreement, even if it is difficult, Li Yan has to carry on the matter. So he spread his hair, changed his clothes to Zuoqi, thought and acted like a Hunn, and marched all the way to the west.

Along the way, he learned that the Huns also had private property, but there were many fights and murders between their tribes, so taking valuable things with them would undoubtedly invite disaster.

So they invented a way to hide things. First of all, the Huns carried valuable goods to the horses, let the horses gallop on the grassland for a day and a night, then stopped, and beat it fiercely.

The horses of the Huns were cared for in their lives, and they were often no different from the status of people, and they were beaten for no reason, and they were naturally very aggrieved, and the big drops of tears rolled down.

When the horses wept, the Huns dug a pit on the spot, buried their finesse in the period, and then walked away.

If they want to find them, they will also let the horses run towards the place, and when they reach the tears of the horses, they will stop digging and recover their property.

This method has been tried and tested repeatedly, from the princes and nobles to the common people with some belongings. On a whim, the girl and the dog were priceless treasures to the Hun king, and where would he hide them?

Ordinary people rely on the old horse to find their treasures, and the Hun King to find his talent depends on more obvious signs.

Let's say some kind of reputation or rumor. So when some herdsmen mentioned the blind saint to him, Li Yan's heart suddenly moved.

Darkly, he felt that the name was inextricably linked to the person he was looking for. So he investigated carefully, and sure enough, he found many amazing coincidences.

First of all, this so-called saint woman claims to be 48,000 years old, but her face is not yet twenty years old.

He was about seven or eight years old when he was taken away, which coincided with the age of the saint. Secondly, it is rumored that there are many black-clothed guards beside the Holy Maiden, these people are taciturn, excellent in martial arts, and are rare masters.

But as for their origins, no one knows. Maybe they were some kind of personal soldiers who went on secret missions incognito.

Thirdly, the blind characteristics of the so-called blind saint are particularly suspicious. Tips: Enter "Panda Literature" in the search engine, you can find this site, thank you.

Chapter 287: The Mystery of the Holy Maiden (2)