Su Hanshan didn't know what kind of masters would appear in the next wasteland, and he didn't know if the crown prince Li Tianxia and Chu Nanzhao had encountered strong opponents, just as he didn't know if he would be able to reach Daliang City safe and sound.

At this moment, he had only one very strong desire.

If there was a martial arts cultivator, this journey would not be so embarrassing, and so many innocent people would be involved in this bottomless whirlpool of struggle.

If there are people around him who will not be able to recover because of this, then it will really plant the great karma that he will not kill Beren, but Beren will die because of him.

For this reason, he can only beg my Buddha to bless him.

......

This autumn rain is getting tighter and heavier, and the raindrops are getting heavier and heavier, as if providence is setting off the current situation.

The carriage was scurrying in the mud.

The wind lifted the curtains, and the Tianmen Pass in sight was full of ruins.

There are broken walls without roofs, scattered trees, roads covered by overgrown weeds, and snakes, insects, rats and ants that occasionally emerge from the dry bones of a mound of dirt.

The Spring and Autumn Period has passed the Jiazi year, and this Warring States period relic has been buried by wind, sand and time. The carriage passed through Tianmen Pass and ushered in a large wasteland with a wide view.

The cool breeze gusted, and the torrential rain slanted.

In my memory, I traveled dozens of miles, and the sky was gradually darkening at this time.

Several hours passed, and no matter whether it was the bully gun or Huang Mei, the two seniors still didn't arrive. The torrential rain naturally couldn't be the reason to stop them, Su Hanshan thought, this time he was afraid that he would really encounter a strong enemy, so he became even more silent.

Huang Shang'er Qin Wuyang still leaned on Brother Su's shoulder and fell asleep, always holding the painting box given by the old man in his arms.

It can be seen that Wuyang is very fond of this painting box.

Su Hanshan was no longer in the mood to study the Buddha's beads, and looked at Huang Shang'er with his head down. Look at her eyelashes, eyes, lips, pretty nose, face, and the pair of shallow pear vortices.

He thought that if there was another top ten master in the Hundred Soldiers' Guide next...... He didn't dare to think any further.

It was already completely dark.

On the night of the rainstorm, there are no stars in the sky, but there is a waning moon bent, like a knife in the rivers and lakes.

Two lanterns were hung in front of the carriage, and on a stormy night, the light seemed very faint, and it was always facing the possibility of being extinguished.

Maybe it's really that the sight is not very good, the carriage on the wasteland is bumped up and turned over for some reason, and Huang Shang'er wakes up.

Wuyang's eyes didn't look like they had just woken up, but instead shimmered.

Her head was gently removed from Brother Su's shoulder, and then she looked at Su Hanshan with bright eyes, and said with a smile: "Is Wuyang good-looking?"

When Su Hanshan heard this, he knew that this girl had been pretending to be asleep all along. smiled helplessly, and then said very seriously: "It's good-looking." ”

Huang Shang'er's heart was sweet.

Taking advantage of Su Hanshan's inattention, the little head suddenly came over, and with lightning speed, the soft and slightly moist lips touched the corners of Su Hanshan's mouth.

Then he stuffed the painting box and thirty taels of silver into the arms of the stunned Su Hanshan, leaving a sentence, and Huang Xiang'er had already thrown himself out of the car.

"Brother Su wants to keep them for Wuyang!"

Huang Shang'er is handsome.

The slender arms hooked the eaves of the car and jumped on the roof of the car, not afraid of the rainstorm, pinched the waist of the little man, and looked at the woman in front of him who took advantage of the trembling carriage and landed on the roof of the car unconsciously, dressed in a night coat but with exquisite figure.

Lou Baiyue, her knife ranks sixth in the Hundred Soldiers, and her knife name is Chang An Yue.

......

The horse-drawn carriage in the rainstorm shook again.

In the carriage, Su Hanshan came back to his senses, and obviously felt that there was no one on the roof anymore, and Wuyang's words echoed in his head, and his heart was stinging.

Su Hanshan shouted: "Stop!"

The voice of Dong Bo Wu, who was driving, came: "Your Highness." ”

Su Hanshan didn't care: "I said stop the carriage!"

Dongbo Wu persuaded him: "There are less than a hundred miles to Daliang City, we can't fall short......"

Su Hanshan lifted the curtain of the car, and wanted to step forward to snatch the reins: "I'm not discussing with you, this is an order!"

Su Hanshan's disturbance caused the carriage to start moving diagonally off the road.

There is even a tendency to dump.

"Your Highness!"

Dong Bo Wu was in a hurry, and slapped him unconscious with one palm.

Su Hanshan fell into the arms of Hu Ji.

The beautiful woman Hu Ji, who was born in Yanyu Villa, said: "Your Highness forgives your sins, and my brother and sister are also helpless. As long as you arrive at Daliang City safely, you will be at the disposal of His Royal Highness at that time. ”

......

Ten miles, ten miles, and ten miles.

Su Hanshan fainted in the carriage and walked another thirty miles.

In these thirty miles of wasteland, the speed of the carriage has slowed down a lot, and I don't know if the horses are tired or because they are afraid of waking up the Nine Emperor Princes, Su Hanshan, they seem to be very cautious.

It was approaching midnight.

The rain is getting lighter.

The 300-mile killing game was finally only more than 40 miles away, and Daliang City was in sight, but the carriage gradually stopped at this time.

Su Hanshan, who was asleep, naturally couldn't feel whether the carriage was going or stopping, and when he woke up in a daze, the carriage stopped on the endless desert road in the dark night, and half an hour had passed.

At this time, the cool breeze was blowing and there was no rain.

Su Hanshan rubbed the back of his sore head and shoulders, and the unusual silence in the four fields made him curiously lift the curtain of the car and walk out.

He stood in the carriage and looked around.

Dong Bo Wu and Hu Ji have long been missing, and as far as the eye can see, except for the night, it is still the night.

Suddenly, a sense of fear arose.

Su Hanshan tried to call the names of Dongbowu and Hu Ji a few times, but there was not even an echo of the desolate ancient road, and the silence was terrifying.

Su Hanshan took a lantern from the eaves, picked it in his hand, and got out of the carriage.

Fearing that Dong Bo Wu and Hu Ji would be killed, he followed the carriage around and found that there were no bodies and no obvious traces of blood.

"What the hell is going on?" Su Hanshan was deeply puzzled.

After pondering silently for a while, Su Hanshan thought that it was better to turn back the way he came than wait here.

He decided to look for Wuyang, who was most worried, first.

On the heavy rain barren road, the hoof prints and ruts left by the horses along the way are very clear, as long as you follow the track to find back, you will definitely find Wuyang.

But I didn't take a few steps, and suddenly there was a galloping sound of horses' hooves in the quiet night, very messy and chaotic.

Su Hanshan stopped and pricked up his ears to listen. found that in the chaotic sound of horse hooves that was gradually approaching, there was also the howl of many people, like the horse thieves and mountain bandits that the prince Li Tianxia often said!

Sure enough.

Fires flashed from the night.

More than forty horseback thieves held torches high and pulled a long arc on the wasteland, frantically closing towards Su Han Mountain.

I have never seen it with my own eyes, but I often hear Li Tianxia talk about the ferocity of horse thieves, and Su Hanshan, who was gradually surrounded, subconsciously took a few steps back, leaning against the carriage.