The Khute Khanate, northwest of Qinghai City, is halfway up the Tianya Ridge

Spanning hundreds of millions of years, the blue sky and the crystal holy ice and snow complement each other.

But Duanmu Xiao and the master and servant of Qi'er Yuan, who were halfway up the mountain, did not feel a trace of beauty.

The higher they go, the more they feel the coldness of nature.

They were shivering.

"Prince, put on this leather jacket. Qi'er Yuan trembled, took off the leather jacket on his body, and put it on Duanmu Xiao.

"No, no, you're going to freeze here. Duanmuxiao was already shivering coldly, but Duanmuxiao still returned the leather jacket to Duanmuxiao.

The reason why they came to the Heavenly Roof Ridge was because on the top of the Heavenly Roof Ridge, there was a pair of divine soldiers gilded iron whips, which were the ancestral heirlooms of the Duanmu family.

They also knew that behind them, perhaps, several of his uncles had followed.

Thinking of this, they didn't dare to slack off.

"The heirloom of the Duanmu family must not fall into the hands of the scum of the Duanmu family!!" Duanmu Xiao gritted his silver teeth and continued to climb upward.

The loyal beggar Yuan also continued to follow closely.

Behind them, as Duanmu Xiao expected, a team of Duanmu Boundless Fierce Soldiers, under the leadership of his son Duanmu Qing, led the big wolf dog and quietly chased after them.

However, when it comes to praying mantis catching cicadas, the yellow finch is still behind,

Behind these praying mantises, a yellow finch carried a green dragon halberd and frowned.

This yellow finch is Ulan Bari.

It is said that on the day of Ulan Bari, he was killed at the foot of the Great Khan Mountain, and there were also the Qinglong Halberd and the Wenhou Halberd Method, and he wanted to worship the old man's master, but he didn't want to be driven out by the old man.

Ulan Bari ran away with tears in his eyes, but finally he was reluctant to give up, and hit a wild boar and returned to the old man's house.

The old man saw that Ulan Bari was sincere, accepted him as a disciple of the inheritance, and taught him what he had learned all his life.

However, when the old man was collecting medicine once, he accidentally fell off the cliff and remained unconscious after being rescued.

"Doctor, you must save my master. Ulaanbari begged the Mongolian doctor to see a doctor.

"His pulse is getting weaker and weaker, and if it goes on like this, your master won't be able to last long. If you want to save your master, you must find the Tianshan Snow Lotus medicinal herb in order to have a chance of life. The doctor said.

This dialogue has always been remembered by Ulan Bari, and it is also remembered by the Tianshan Snow Lotus.

But where is the Tianshan Snow Lotus? There is only the Heavenly Roof of the Hot Khanate!!

"On this day, there is only one Tianshan Snow Lotus on the top of the roof ridge and cliff, and so many people are competing with me, it seems that my hope is even slimmer. But in order to save my master, no matter how difficult it is, I will also get this Tianshan Snow Lotus!!" Ulan Bari was very resolute, he carried the green dragon halberd and followed from afar.

At the peak of the Heavenly Roof Ridge, a snow lotus bloomed, a little red, a little white, and a little fragrant, wafting in her sky.

Look closely at her roots, rooted in the cracks of the stones, and under the cracks, there is something frozen and sealed.

What is it?

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Ji Xin and his entourage ate and slept in the open, and finally left the hot khanate, a place where everyone left their memories.

They walked across the waterway, stepped on the yellow sand, and finally saw a touch of green mixed with withered yellow.

They came to the southwestern edge of the territory of the Great Moon Khanate.

"This place is so familiar, it's the place where we first stepped into the desert, right?" Ji Xin looked around, and he was also embarrassed.

When they first stepped into the desert, it was still spring. And now, the autumn wind has returned, and in the blink of an eye, they have been here for more than half a year.

"In the past, I went back, and the willows were still there. Kong Liang had words in his mouth, and he was still playing with his walnut beads.

"Hey, wordy Liang, why don't you go on?" Yan Liuhe took the scabbard in his hand and lightly slapped Kong Liang's arm.

This is the last time of Xiaoya and Caiwei in the Book of Songs, and the last few sentences are too sad, so don't say it. Kong Liang wasn't annoyed, just smiled stupidly.

"Let's talk about it, we're the only one who understands this. Yan Liuhe said.

"Hey, that's a bad word, and Urina understands it. Ji Xin was upset for Urina.

"She's my own sister, how could I not know that my sister knows poetry?"

"Haha, Urina doesn't understand those poems, but Urina understands music, you don't know, many rhythms are connected with poems, and I only knew it after listening to Uzhina's horse-head qin music. Ji Xin explained.

"Hey, hey, good sister, it's the eldest brother who blames you, what kind of poem did you just say for everyone?"

"Hmph, don't play, you all look down on me. Urina pouted, hugged her horse-head qin, hid behind Ji Xin, and didn't come out.

On the side, Kong Liang beat the beat and began to hum.

However, it is not "The Book of Poetry, Xiaoya, Caiwei", but Huo Shisan's song "Words of Hatred".

Uzhna listened to it itchingly, and finally couldn't help it, so she also picked up the horse-head violin and began to play:

"I used to be in the past

Willow Yiyi

Now I think about it

Rain and snow

The road is delayed

Hungry and thirsty

My heart is sad

I don't know what I mean

How much away from hatred and bitterness

How much love is hard to break

I only wish you had mercy on me

I pity you

How much blushing

How much lovesickness

Only the blood stains the ink

Two vast

Everyone also sang along with the sound of Wu Zhina's piano and Kong Liang's beat.

Especially Ji Xin, who had just touched the hole flute, also whimpered, and blew out a few tunes with the sound of Wuzhina's piano.

There are those who blow the hole flute, and their real voice is whining, like resentment, like admiration, like crying, like complaining;

The singing can't be said to be natural, but the melody is melodious, and it sounds pleasant, driving away the fatigue of the whole body.

At this moment, the sound of the horse-head qin, the whimpering of the dong flute, and the chanting of everyone overshadowed the sound of hunting in the autumn wind and the rolling of the wheels, echoing throughout the Hulinbuir grassland.

Wherever they passed, the shepherds who drove their calves back, and the hunting horses that brought their fowl back, could not help but stop at them.

Yan Liuhe sang loudly, because this was the territory of the Great Yue Clan's Khanate, he might be wondering if his voice would reach the ears of the Liu family sisters if it was loud enough.

Actually, he did, he just didn't know it.

A carriage sedan drawn by two horses that greeted Yan Liuhe's eyes, and a curtain was lifted.

"Sister, listen, what a beautiful singing!!" Liu Qingjin lifted the curtain of the carriage sedan and stretched out his little head to find out.

Liu Qingyi put down the curtain.

"Sister, don't forget, we came out this time to find our sister Wan'er. This is the top priority, how can you still have the heart to listen to any singing?" Liu Qingyi reprimanded her.

"Sister, I know it's wrong. Liu Qingjin was aggrieved and honest.

They didn't know that not far from them, the person they were all worried about in their hearts was looking at the sedan they were riding in at the moment.

"Needless to say, it must be a good thing for Murong Zixuan, this guy is simply a brute, and he doesn't even let go of his own sister. Liu Qingyi said angrily. As she spoke, she tightened her grip on a piece of mutton fat jade ring in her hand.

Recalling that night, Liu Qingjin still remembers it vividly.

That night, she was fighting with Murong Wan'er, when a masked assassin suddenly sprang out, knocked out the struggling Murong Wan'er, and quickly flew away.

The mutton fat jade ring was dragged off the masked assassin's body when Murong Wan'er was struggling. This is a delicate ring pendant, not to mention that Wen Yu is bound to be superior, the carved "a bend of the bright moon and the sky" floating map, is a stroke of genius.

On the reverse side of Huanpei is a very clumsy written word "Xuan".