In the wilderness of the northwest with yellow sand, in the desert where there are few inhabited people, there is a person sitting on the horse, and the speed is very slow, like a leisurely desert lone ranger. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

Only Yue Xiao, who was sitting on horseback, knew that he was not only not leisurely, but also very anxious, even if he was in a hurry, but the horse under his crotch could not withstand the toss, and he ran for the whole afternoon in a row, and the poor horse under the crotch was foaming at the mouth, and Yue Xiao could only be forced to slow down.

"Since I met the second group of merchants, I haven't seen anyone again, not even the patrol team of the Xu Zi Battalion, is it really retreating?" Yue Xiao muttered to himself.

Yue Xiao, who had traveled for two days and one night in the wilderness desert in the northwest, met two groups of merchants since he left Luosha Town, and learned that the Xu Zi Camp was forced by the demon girl and the vanguard battalion of the feudal army to retreat, and rushed the suspicious Yue Xiao towards the Xu Zi Camp station, and after meeting the group of merchants, he never saw anyone again, not even a bird shadow, only the slowly moving sun in the sky was witnessing the passage of time.

Yue Xiao felt more and more that there was something strange about this matter, first of all, according to the previous situation, Xu Ziying would never retreat, and secondly, who was the demon girl that the merchants said? Moreover, the merchants had never seen the demon girl make a move, and it was rumored that only those people from the vanguard camp of the feudal army would eat people.

Yue Xiao had his own guesses, because he always had a bad feeling in his heart, just like the palpitations before he left Lingdu, three months ago, he was sent to the frontier without meeting Hua Xiangrong, and the palpitations at that time were quite heavy, but when he stepped on this northwest wilderness the other day, the fear in his heart was even deeper.

Yue Xiao had never met any of the patrol teams of the Xu Zi Battalion in the wild desert, and the unspeakable palpitations in his heart were even more palpitating.

In the evening, Yue Xiao finally arrived at the station of Xu Ziying, which was not remote, because the entire wilderness in the northwest was covered with yellow sand, and there was nothing remote.

When the black wall, which had been plagued by wind and sand all year round, appeared in front of Yue Xiao again, Yue Xiao realized that he had really guessed wrong, and Xu Ziying had really retreated. But there was no trace left, only the black wall stained with countless ink stains still stood in the desert full of yellow sand.

Yue Xiao approached the black wall, only to see countless ink stains on the black wall.

But what Yue Xiao saw was only three words - Zhang Zhiyuan!

Yes, Zhang Zhiyuan, the handwriting is a bit sloppy, but not enough to affect the recognition.

Yue Xiao looked at the three big characters that stood out from the crowd, standing at the top of the black wall.

Yue Xiao looked at those three words and was stunned for half an hour.

These three words are indeed shocking enough, Zhang Zhiyuan, who is it?

The Xu Zi Battalion has been able to hold on to the desert in the northwest for decades, and the flying halberd Xu Chuan, who created the Xu Zi Battalion, has certainly contributed a lot, but in the past ten years, if there is no Zhang Zhiyuan, it can be said that the Xu Zi Battalion has long been buried in this northwest wilderness.

Not to mention how powerful Zhang Zhiyuan is, from the perspective of martial arts, Zhang Zhiyuan's skills are really nothing, the masters of various major sects only need to use their hands to bombard Zhang Zhiyuan into slag, but whether it is the court or the entire martial arts, they all have a lot of good feelings towards Zhang Zhiyuan.

And this kind of goodwill is based on the current national pillar Feng Zhaoran, thinking that the Manchu Dynasty civil and military forces ignored the strength of the national pillar at the beginning, but only Zhang Zhiyuan, who entered Beijing to be rewarded, dared to face Feng Zhaoran, that scene, shocked the entire government and the opposition, and what was even more surprising was that Feng Zhaoran did not argue, but bowed his head to Zhang Zhiyuan in front of the Manchu Dynasty civil and military.

Zhang Zhiyuan, who was originally the leader of the Xu Zi camp, had a high prestige, and when this farce happened, Zhang Zhiyuan's reputation spread among the rivers and lakes.

Now, in front of this black wall, Yue Xiao is alone and one horse, looking at the three big characters, a little overwhelmed, he came to this Xu Ziying, I have seen Zhang Zhiyuan once, Zhang Zhiyuan always has a strong momentum of the superior, Yue Xiao has felt it in the national pillar Feng Zhaoran, and he has also seen the emperor sitting in the temple, but the emperor sitting on the dragon chair and Zhang Zhiyuan are completely different, although they both have a strong sense of oppression.

The emperor's momentum is a silent sense of oppression, giving people a feeling of suffocation.

And Zhang Zhiyuan has a strong killing atmosphere, this strong killing breath makes people unconsciously rise a surge of blood, just like a veteran who has been on the battlefield for a long time, when he sees blood, he will be hot-headed, hold his head, and rush forward without fear of life and death.

However, Yue Xiao had a big question in his heart, who wrote this word?

Walking around the black wall, Yue Xiao, who was not familiar with the Xu Zi Camp, did not know many people in the Xu Zi Camp, only about a dozen, Fu Zheng and other ten-person squads, Yue Xiao knew, Zhang Zhiyuan, I had seen it once, as for Chongsan, let alone Chongsan.

Except for them, Yue Xiao didn't know anything about Xu Ziying.

When he went around to the back of the black wall, Yue Xiao saw a familiar name again-Fu Zheng!

Who wrote this?

Fu Zheng was identified as a remnant of the Demon Sect, even if he died in a glorious battle, it was impossible for anyone to write his name on this black wall. Then why did it appear again? The doubts in Yue Xiao's heart became deeper and deeper.

Yue Xiao looked around, but didn't find any useful clues.

Leading the horse and crossing the black wall, Yue Xiao continued to walk forward, and not far in front of him was the base camp of the Xu Zi camp.

Yue Xiao wanted to go to the Xu Zi camp to find some clues about the demon girl, or about the cannibalism incident in the vanguard camp of the feudal army.

When Yue Xiao arrived at the base camp of Xu Ziying, he did not find any clues. Xu Ziying withdrew very simply, very thoroughly, as if he had never been here at all, the yellow sand all over the ground, Yue Xiao looked east, looked west, but as far as the eye could see, in addition to the yellow sand, it was still yellow sand, and not even a single piece of wood remained.

If this is where Xu Ziying was stationed a few days ago, I'm afraid no one would dare to believe it.

There is no trace at all, perhaps because in the desert, the wind and sand have buried all the traces, but it can also be seen that this Xu Zi battalion is not as the merchants I met before said, it was beaten by the vanguard battalion of the feudal army and fled.

The scene of throwing away the armor did not happen, but the entire Xu Zi battalion retreated in an orderly manner under the leadership of the people, and Zhang Zhiyuan's name appeared on the black wall, he must have died on the battlefield, Chongsan went to find the Zhulu Medical Immortal There has been no news yet, no one knows where he is, who will it be?

Based on the above speculation, Yue Xiao concluded that there were other masters in the Xu Zi camp.

Yue Xiao actually began to worry about the demon girl who was in the mouth of the merchants passing through the desert.

Does she want to look like a flower?

There are too many strange people in this world, and there are many incredible things happening, but Yue Xiao doesn't want those strange things to happen to Hua Xiangrong.

He just wants her to be okay and live happily, even if she is poor, it doesn't matter, this river and lake is indeed too chaotic, not to mention that Feng Zhaoran is eyeing the entire river and lake.

In the panicked rivers and lakes, Yue Xiao unconsciously thought of the sword god, the world's number one master who silently repented for the evil fruits he had created thirty years ago in the Demon Valley, Yue Xiao thought that maybe it would be the wisest choice to break away from the entire rivers and lakes!