Looking at the north mountain, the pedestrians are sparsely populated, and there are often white hair and black hair.

The wind is cold, and after looking at the North Mountain, it is the North Underworld Realm.

During the reign of the first emperor, the army of the Snow Clan overwhelmed the border, and the war raged in the northern underworld, the people were deeply trapped in fire and water, and the homeless people died. In order to prevent the Snow Assassins from pretending to be the people of the North Hells from infiltrating Chang'an to assassinate, the imperial court set up a checkpoint at the foot of Wangbei Mountain, and let the Chang'an garrison Iron Dragon Army guard it again to prevent the Snow Tribe's invasion.

Soldiers who are not aiding the north are not allowed to enter.

Although this edict can save hundreds of people, it makes the displaced people living in the North Hellworld very difficult. Some of them starved to death, some froze to death, and some were killed by random arrows in the fighting.

As for the young boy from the North Underworld, he was forced to enlist in the army, holding a spear and protecting his family and country.

Since there is no pure land for these tragic deaths in the North Hell, the families of the deceased have carried the coffins to Wangbei Mountain to find a blessed land for burial. Over time, looking at the north mountain, it will become a tomb mountain.

Whenever a pedestrian passes by at night, he can hear the cry of a soul in the valley, the wail of a soul of a tragic death.

Wei Xueying pulled the curtain of the car, and the galloping carriage was moving forward from a rugged path under Wangbei Mountain. In her eyes, there was always a layer of mist in her eyes, and after looking at Beishan, she would never see Chang'an again.

The cold wind couldn't stop blowing forward, blowing on her white face, and her eyes couldn't help but redden.

The carriage passed through Wangbei Mountain, and there was a snow-capped field in front of her, leaving large and small rut marks on the official road, and the world seemed so quiet that she could no longer hear the shouting and noise on Chang'an Street.

All that passed by my ears was the wailing of the wind, rain and snow, and the crisp sound of horses' hooves stepping on the snow.

How attached she used to be here.

In the past, she cried a lot when she left Wangbei Mountain.

Now that I'm back, why don't I even have a little bit of homesickness?

The desert is endless, and the yellow sand is reckless.

A lonely smoke floated on the horizon against the background of the slanting sun, everything seemed so quiet, even the wind and sand were blowing slowly and silently.

In the distance, a simple carriage was slowly moving through the endless yellow sand.

Sitting in the carriage, Ming Ming put on a headscarf and a windbreaker, although it was the first time she wore this dress, it looked extremely fitting, and there was no trace of the style of the Central Plains people on her body.

The old woman said that she was the princess of Xiliang Kingdom, and this desert was her home, and the desert would treat every child who belonged to it kindly.

It was only a few decades ago that his home was stabbed in a hole by a sharp sword, which was so fierce that it killed her siblings and cut off more than half of her home.

This sharp sword is the prosperous dynasty.

In order to prevent her family from regaining their homeland, the dynasty also built a magnificent Longmen Feisha Pass on this desert, which is disrespectful to the desert and will be retributed sooner or later!

"Your Royal Highness Princess, ahead is the Dragon Gate Flying Sand Pass. The old woman held the reins in her hand and said unhurriedly, "Out of the Flying Sand Pass, you are truly back home." ”

Go home and see, these are the words of a young man in Chang'an City to persuade her.

Maybe it was because of the fear of Chang'an, the fear of Dongxiang, and the fear of being alone. But now that she came to this desert, she was suddenly confused.

She couldn't tell where her home was. Could this desert, which is so strange to her, really be her home?

She was afraid, she missed the young man, the pavilion shrouded in an invisible iron prison, the old guqin, and the time when she waited for the qin every day.

Sigh......

The carriage came to a slow stop, and the old woman opened the door, and the fiery red light shone on her face, and even though it was already sunset, it still looked very dazzling here.

The old woman sold the carriage to the merchants of Xiliang Kingdom in exchange for some currency of Xiliang Kingdom, and then she took Ming Ming, an old man and a young man, towards this magnificent Feisha Pass.

Obviously subconsciously looked back, there was only endless desert in front of him, golden sand, and wind and sand at the end of the world.

Where is there still a figure of Chang'an?

Since leaving that gate, Chang'an, there is no going back.

The wind and sand raged by, silently blowing the corners of her eyes red.

Feisha Pass is extremely deserted, although Xiliang and the Shengshi Dynasty are now neighbors, but the residents of the two do not often interact. The soldiers guarding the city couldn't help but yawn, and it wasn't long before they could change shifts and rest.

Anyone who has been in the desert for a long time will have a little dark and shiny skin, which is a gift from this land to his daughter.

Through the city pass, she can see that beyond the Feisha Pass, there is a broader endless desert, and the road ahead is confused, and she doesn't know where she is going, let alone what the meaning of going there is.

"You two, where are you going?"

The soldiers of the city stopped them both with shouts, and did not show the slightest mercy because they were two weak women.

"Out of customs. The old woman said two words simply, and as she spoke, she shoved two silver ingots into the palms of the soldiers defending the city.

It's easy to get out of the customs and difficult to get into, not to mention that it's located in the desert, and there isn't much oil and water that can be painted, so who would not be happy with the silver?

The soldier touched the silver ingot, and the look on his face softened a little, but he still did not let him go immediately.

The soldier took the money and asked, as usual, "Where are you two from?"

"My granddaughter and I have lived in Chang'an for a long time, and now we are desperate and want to go to a distant relative in Xiliangguo. The old woman whispered.

As soon as the woman's voice fell, two more soldiers came up, both smiling and staring at Mingming's little face with malicious intent.

"Xiliang people are fierce and dangerous, if it is late today, you are afraid that it will be more auspicious to go out at this time, it is better to stay here for the night, and set off again tomorrow morning." The soldier said, unhurriedly reaching out his hand to scratch at Mingming's little face.

Seeing this, he subconsciously dodged to the side. However, she had long been surrounded by soldiers defending the city, and now she had nowhere to hide.

"Little beauty, you might as well stay with your eldest brother, what kind of Xiliang country will you go to? Stay here and take care of your food and clothing, and be happy, hehe......" A soldier stared at Ming Ming with an evil smile on his face.

Don't look at what kind of place this is, this is a desert!

You may not be able to see a human desert for three or five years!

Those who stay here are either old, weak, sick and disabled, or they are all country husbands, and they have already accumulated blessings in their previous lives to see a woman, let alone such a slender and delicate, delicate beauty?

As early as when the two came to the checkpoint, these soldiers made a private agreement, saying that they could not let the beauty out of the checkpoint.

Crash!

Just when she was obviously at a loss, another bloody scene was played out in front of her. The old woman, armed with a cane, decapitated the soldiers surrounding them in the blink of an eye.

"These brutes should be killed!" the old woman scolded viciously.

Knock knock!

Seeing this scene, the soldiers guarding the city gate hurriedly rang the ancient bell that had not been touched for decades.

In an instant, dozens of cultivators' auras suddenly emanated from the city pass. Some have third-order cultivation, and some have even reached fifth-order cultivation.

The old woman didn't dare to hesitate, took Ming Ming's hand, and rushed straight in the direction of Chengguan.

In Mingming's mind, he still recalls the bloody scene just now. The soldiers, whose heads were separated from their bodies, were viciously entangled in her memories like unjust ghosts.

"If it were in Chang'an, would such a thing happen?" Mingming, the shackles in his heart seemed to be untied, and he thought in a low voice.

The sound of fighting and crying resounded in Ming Ming's ears. She seemed to be back to that day, in the East Lane of Chang'an, listening carefully to the crying heroes of the dead souls who were crushed under the ruins, she began to think it was an illusion, but now she understands that she can really hear it!

She finally stepped out of the Flying Sand Pass, the last piece of land on the territory of the dynasty, wearing a blood-stained trench coat and a bloody stench.

If she stayed in Chang'an, her fate might be like just now, in the night when no one knew about it, she was tortured by a group of beasts. At this moment, she may understand why Xu Changfeng asked her to go home and have a look.

Outside the flying sand pass, the yellow sand is long.

There is no home here, but it may give her a moment of peace.

Looking back at Chang'an, I couldn't help but have a doubt in my heart:

If you are in Chang'an, can you really live in Chang'an?

If not, where is Chang'an?