Chapter 66: The Desert Hu Cavalry

Tong Shengqiao, full of dangers, Zuo Fengchen doesn't know where the danger of this experience is? The rose fairy just now, if she can't write a poem that satisfies her, what will happen to her?

Zuo Fengchen didn't know, but there were so many people coming from the earth, and there were no less than hundreds of people who walked to the Rose Fairy! Not only from the earth, but also when Qingyun Academy was at its most prosperous, thousands of disciples came to Tongsheng Bridge every year to practice, so there must be no less than a few thousand people who came here and didn't write poems, where did they go?

What Zuo Fengchen didn't know was that the Rose Fairy in the first level of Tongsheng Bridge was a particularly cruel person, although her back was very beautiful.

The 10,000 acres of rose gardens planted by the rose fairy looked like roses, but no one knew where they came from! Because those who knew were dead, and those who were not satisfied with the poems, the cruel rose fairy used fairy magic to turn them into young rose trees one by one, and when they grew up, they all turned into rose trees full of red temptation.

Over time, 10,000 years passed, and more and more people died in the rose garden, so those who died turned into 10,000 acres of rose gardens.

The seemingly beautiful roses are full of the groans of the losers.

The Rose Fairy has passed, and the level in front of you is a battlefield!

The earth trembled, as if tens of thousands of cavalry were rushing past. After the cavalry, the sky was full of wind and sand, Zuo Fengchen hurriedly found a place to hide, and after the cavalry shouted over, Zuo Fengchen found out that they were actually Hu cavalry!

Hu Bing, did you come to Saiwai? I don't know what task I have to accomplish this time.

In the evening, the desert was quiet again, and Zuo Fengchen walked in the desert for nearly an hour, but still couldn't find an exit. I don't know how to pass this level, if he can't find a way out, he will become thirsty and die here, and he will become a pile of bones, accompanied by loneliness and desolation day and night in the desert.

A round of red sun gradually sank, Zuo Fengchen looked into the distance, at the other end of the dune, there was actually a puff of smoke, it seemed that there were farmhouses living there.

This scene suddenly reminded Zuo Fengchen of a poem by Wang Wei that he had learned, "Make it to the Stopper".

The bicycle wants to ask the side, and the subject country lives extends.

Zheng Peng out of Hanse, return to the wild goose into Hu Tian.

The desert is lonely, and the sun sets over the long river.

Xiao Guan waited to ride, and he was all protected by Yan Ran.

Zuo Fengchen couldn't help but chant out, especially the sentence "The desert is lonely, and the sun sets on the long river." These two sentences are so similar to the scene in front of you!

After chanting a song, Zuo Fengchen saw a few changes in front of him, and when he came to his senses, he actually stood by a crescent moon spring.

The crescent moon spring in the desert, the spring water is so clear, the hungry Zuo Fengchen stretched out his hand and took a sip, the spring water was so sweet.

The water waves kept rippling with the touch of Zuo Fengchen, and the reflection of the stars in the water also kept swaying with the ripples.

"Ah! The crescent moon spring in the desert has only heard of it before, but I didn't expect to actually see it this time!"

When the desert night falls, the sky is full of stars. The vastness of this starry sky is far from being comparable to that of a metropolis. Zuo Fengchen lies by the crescent moon spring, letting the evening breeze of the desert blow, the sea of sand keeps moving with the wind, and the sound of sand can be very touching.

"Hurry up, hurry up, the Hu cavalry is about to be killed!"

The night was originally quiet, but this discordant sound woke Zuo Fengchen up. Zuo Fengchen opened his eyes, and more than a dozen desert farmers appeared next to a poplar forest in the distance, and they were nervously rushing to Zuo Fengchen's side with small buckets in their hands.

When he got closer, Zuo Fengchen saw that there were still five or six children in the crowd, the children's hair was messy, they were carrying small buckets in their hands, and they looked timid.

"Hurry up, there's a crescent moon spring ahead!"

An old man led these dozen people all the way. When they looked at the water, they felt as if they had found gold. It's no wonder that in the desert, water is more precious than gold!

Seeing Zuo Fengchen sitting in the Crescent Moon Spring, more than a dozen people were stunned.

"Grandpa, there's someone there!"

A seven or eight-year-old girl carried a small wooden bucket in her hand and pointed at Zuo Fengchen and said.

"Could it be, did they send a new Guardian?"

The old man who walked in front of him looked nearly 100 years old, and his silver hair and wrinkled face all told his vicissitudes.

"No matter, go get water, otherwise you won't be able to run away!"

More than a dozen people ran towards the crescent moon spring like crazy, and when they got to the crescent moon spring, they didn't drink water, and ran away with buckets filled with water. Zuo Fengchen looked at them carefully, only to find that except for the old man who appeared in front of him, the others were all women and children!

It was so strange that their husbands and sons were left to do all the work of fetching water? It was clear from the way they were panting that they must have been walking for a long time.

"Old man, why are you so flustered?"

Zuo Fengchen went to ask, the old man walked tremblingly with water, Zuo Fengchen saw that he was struggling to carry water, and hurriedly reached out to help him carry it. Seeing that Zuo Fengchen was about to snatch his bucket, the old man hurriedly pushed him away.

"You, what are you doing?"

The old man wanted to leave with the water, and a group of women next to him saw Zuo Fengchen going to grab the old man's bucket, and they all came around, and a child picked up a branch and smashed it on Zuo Fengchen's body.

"Badass!"

The child's eyes were very round, as if he hated Zuo Fengchen.

"I, I'll help you carry water! Why are you in such a hurry?"

Zuo Fengchen still wanted to say, but he didn't want the old man to shout: "Hurry up, Hu cavalry is here!"

After the old man finished shouting, there was a sound of horses' hooves in the distance. Listening to the sound of horses' hooves, it seems that there are no less than 100 Hu cavalry coming!

Zuo Fengchen followed the crowd carrying water until he rushed to the edge of the poplar forest, perhaps because of a small episode just now, which delayed them a lot, so this time they met the Hu cavalry without rushing into the poplar forest.

The war horses galloped past, rolling up gusts of wind and sand. The nearly 100 cavalrymen wore heavy armor and devil's masks, holding a shield in one hand and a meniscus knife in the other, and with the jumping horses, they cut off the head of the little girl who smashed herself with a branch.

They still did not slow down, and the daughter was killed, and a woman next to her dropped the bucket in her hand and ran towards her daughter crying, but another war horse came and slashed, and she was cut in half.

Zuo Fengchen's heart seemed to be dripping blood, he had harmed them! If he hadn't stopped them just now, maybe they would have hid in the poplar forest, why did this happen?

In the blink of an eye, two more people were killed, and Zuo Fengchen suddenly pulled out the Qiushui Sword from his waist and split the galloping war horse in half with one sword.

Qiushui's anger, it seemed that it hadn't tasted blood for a long time, and it kept trembling in Zuo Fengchen's hand.

"Don't kill them!"

Zuo Fengchen roared angrily, and the Hu cavalry who wanted to come again with his sword slashed down.

But no one paid any attention to him!

One after another fell, and blood stained the desert red.

A sharp full moon scimitar slid towards Zuo Fengchen's neck with the galloping of the war horse.