"Hmmm......"

After thinking for a long time, Xu Chen finally said his name softly, "Xu Chen, my name is Xu Chen." ”

In fact, Xu Chen didn't want an outsider, especially a strange outsider, to know his name, because going deep into the Mobei Wasteland was a dangerous thing, extremely dangerous, who could he trust?

But if you think about it, you have to walk together, and the other party trusts you at least on the surface, then your sincerity is the best reward for the other party.

No, it's a deal, life is a deal everywhere.

Xu Chen thinks so, at least for now.

The girl Duanmu Rong took a step forward, very close to him, and squinted slightly at his face, "My name is Duanmu Rong." ”

Xu Chen looked at the good-looking little face that was close at hand, and felt so embarrassed.

Looking at the most subtle expression of the other party, it was confirmed that he really didn't know who he was...... The girl Duanmu Rong nodded, patted him on the shoulder like an elder, and then turned to leave.

I don't know if she's satisfied or not.

Suddenly, Xu Chen realized, "Duanmu......?

Obviously, he thought of something, although the Jade Xuanmen and the Dushan Sect still can't be compared, whether it is in the rivers and lakes or their respective temples, but it is also a high mountain in the cultivation world, and it is impossible to ignore it.

And the reason why Xu Chen remembered something and was slightly stunned was because he thought of one person, that is, the first seat of the Jade Xuanmen Xuanyuan, Duanmu Dragon Pool.

In the Western Jin Dynasty, there are very few people with the surname Duanmu, and there are almost no others in Yuxuanmen, but just now this girl is also surnamed Duanmu, will it be......

Xu Chen's thoughts flew for a while.

Duanmu Rong was not satisfied.

She was satisfied that Xu Chen didn't know herself, so there would be a lot less noise in her ears and a lot of trouble. She was not satisfied that Xu Chen did not know herself, so some of her original ideas had to be overturned.

Because her mood was a little conflicted, she didn't know what to say more, so she had to learn from her master, that is, her father's usual appearance, gently patted the other party's shoulder, and turned away.

Xu Chen looked at her back, thinking that this girl from the Jade Xuanmen was really proud and indifferent to the extreme.

Yaxiu noticed his face and was worried that he would misunderstand his senior sister and be unhappy, but she wanted to explain to her senior sister but it was a little inconvenient, so she was anxious and helpless, so she had to snort angrily and leave with her sleeves.

"I don't have the identity of Senior Brother Xu Chen, the other party is Chaoyang Dushan Sect, it should be no problem to be convenient with others and himself, but Senior Brother Xu is Han after all, a Han from Chaoyang Kingdom, he wants to enter the wasteland in countless ways, but he wants to hide his identity and follow us into the wasteland......"

Beside the fire at night, Zhao Ling'er looked at Duanmu Rong beside her, frowned slightly, and said in a low voice: "No matter how he explained to the young master before, how many shadows of the Chaoyang Empire Imperial Court and the Dushan Sect are behind this matter, but it is definitely not a trivial matter when I think about it, the Western Jin Dynasty is weak, and I am afraid that it will be difficult to get out of this kind of major event." ”

Yaxiu shook his head and said, "What are you afraid of? It will definitely be beneficial to follow the Dushan Sect into the wasteland, even if it will cause us trouble, but we are equivalent to the same talisman." ”

Zhao Ling'er smiled helplessly, rubbed the girl's head, and thought to herself that although the two countries had been good friends for generations, if it was really as she imagined, there were any internal contradictions or conspiracies, and the talisman was afraid that it would become a life talisman.

Duanmu Rong, who had been listening quietly, spoke at this time: "Let him follow my carriage." ”

Hearing this, Yaxiu clapped her hands lightly, laughed, looked at Zhao Ling'er and comforted: "There is Senior Sister staring, what are you afraid of? Even if Senior Brother Xu is a master of the Dushan Sect, he won't mess around, right?"

Duanmu Rong said softly: "Hmph, master? It's really a pity to say." ”

Yaxiu asked in surprise, "Senior sister, what do you mean by this?"

Duanmu Rong's eyes looked at the dancing flames on the fire, and as if he was looking farther away, he said, "If he is a disciple of the Dushan Sect and a master, how can he not have heard my name?"

............

That captain had questioned Xu Chen's identity, how could he not know the secrets of the Seven Heavenly Books, and now Duanmu Rong had also expelled him from the list of masters because of his loneliness, and even had some doubts about whether he was a person from the Dushan Sect, after all, he had just met for a short time.

If Xu Chen knew this, he would be depressed again about the affairs of the Dushan Sect.

On the second day, Xu Chen rode a black horse to the shore of the blue lake, his heavy bags rested on both sides of the horse's back, and the big black horse kept swinging his head and spitting hot air, looking extremely dissatisfied, but it didn't seem to be able to do anything.

Changed into an ordinary jade Xuanmen disciple uniform, and put on a hat to cover most of his face, Xu Chen was not very satisfied, and took out the mask he used in the assassination of General Ximen last time from his bag, and put it on carefully.

Duanmu Rong walked out from behind the yellow cloth, today she did not wear the plain white clothes, and there was no wide blue tie around her waist, like other Western Jin Dynasty girls wore a plain wide skirt, and a hat with a veil was worn on the top of her head, hiding all her good-looking eyebrows and eyes behind the veil, which could not be seen really.

Both of them are eager to change their faces and make themselves the least noticeable, but they have both seen each other's true faces, so they suddenly find that the other party is the same as their own thoughts, and they can't help but feel a little weird.

The two looked at each other, did not speak, and passed by.

At that moment, Xu Chen noticed that the girl's gaze hidden behind the veil did not completely fall on him, and his brows couldn't help frowning, thinking that he still wanted to express his disdain for himself through the veil?

He cut in his heart, thinking to himself about pretending to be lonely and pretending to be indifferent, even Prince Longqing is not my opponent, you are a good young girl, don't want to hit yourself with this kind of gaze.

The disciples of the Jade Xuanmen finished their formation and marched eastward, knowing very well that the real difficulties and dangers would appear after entering the wasteland, so that they did not encounter any twists and turns, no difficulties.

Two hundred cavalrymen of the Western Jin Dynasty, more than 100 driving people, and more than a dozen disciples of the Yuxuanmen of the Western Jin Dynasty simply left the border fortress and walked into the cold and vast wasteland accompanied by the winter wind and the false morning sun.

The cavalry escorting the grain team walked silently with the reins, the faces of the people driving the grain cart were full of uneasiness or numbness, the disciples of the Jade Xuanmen galloped around and guarded, in addition to the grain cart, there were two carriages belonging to the Jade Xuanmen, Duanmu Rong was on one of the cars, and Xu Chen rode a big black horse to follow the car closely.

After walking more than ten miles, the military camp behind him had long disappeared, he took off the hat on his head, looked at the snow mass accumulated among the withered yellow grass, listened to the roaring eagle from nowhere, and gave birth to a joyful luster in his eyes exposed outside the mask, such a familiar scenery has not been seen for a long time, and even the slight pain caused by the cold air entering the lung lobes made him feel like home.

The next few days were lackluster, and the team that was slowly moving forward on the wasteland was able to drag out a large cloud of dry dust, which was quite imposing, and did not encounter any unsightly horse thieves and wanderers, nor did they encounter anything strange and strange.

Since the empire handed over such a difficult task to Yuxuanmen, it was already embarrassed, so it did quite well on the surface, and the supreme command of this grain delivery team was also handed over to Yuxuanmen, and the two hundred cavalry and grain carts had to obey the orders of these girls.

When Xu Chen Tijiang came to the carriage and said a few words to Duanmu Rong through the window, the originally arranged army guide was officially laid off, and the route of the team, the choice of camp, and the time arrangement were all decided by him.

Under his command, the team walked strictly around the hills around the waist, and although it was not possible to find a source of water every day, at least it was possible to ensure an adequate supply of firewood. The team started camping very early every day, and just after noon, Xu Chen asked to find a camp and began to prepare for rest.

The cavalry leader once raised objections, thinking that the distance traveled every day was too short, and at the current speed, when the grain team reached the Beiqiang royal court, he was afraid that it would be too late, and it would be a small matter for those tribal herdsmen to starve to death, and if it affected the major matters of negotiation, it would be the real troublesome problem.

The girls of the Western Jin Dynasty didn't pay attention to the leader's objections at all, in their opinion, since the young master decided to let the senior brother of the Dushan Sect be responsible, then the one who listened to this senior brother was, how could there be so many words, as long as they could enter the original peacefully and return happily, they didn't bother to care whether the temple would be angry or not.

Although the wasteland has entered winter, it is not too cold at this time, and although the withered grass and barnyard branches and snow along the way look boring, it is still a fresh journey for these girls.

Although Xu Chen has never been to this wasteland in the east of Minshan, such scenery and such a journey are really not new, pointing the way, setting up camps, exploring the wind direction, and looking at animal dung, all of which have been done countless times.

Most of the time, he walked slowly and freely on a big black horse. The bridle of the big black horse is specially made, and it is free to walk and gnaw on the grass with its head down. He is also specially crafted from body to soul, and in this silent and boring walk, he calmly feels the cold heaven and earth, looking for the spiritual light to break through the realm.

Occasionally, he would take Yaxiu to hunt a few yellow sheep to improve everyone's lives.

What a wilderness sightseeing trip, a joy of sacrificing your life.

Before and after Xu Chen disguised himself as a disciple of the Jade Xuanmen and entered the wasteland, there were many strong people from the Central Plains who entered this territory that seemed a little mysterious and strange to them.

There is a Taoist temple in the southeast of the wasteland.

Sandstorms here are more terrible than stormy seas.

There have been almost no human footprints here before.

A thin Tsing Yi Taoist stood on a high reef.

The terrifying waves kept crashing against the bottom of the reef, and the sound was like thunder, and the island rock trembled, but he seemed to be unaware.

Suddenly, as if sensing something, he looked back at the distant and invisible land.

After a long time, the Taoist in Tsing Yi sighed and shook his head.

"The world is impermanent, and nowadays, the most important thing is to live and eat a full meal. ”

......

In the winter wasteland, twilight is the warmest time, and the red sunset that hangs diagonally on the long grass in the distance gives off the last light of the day, and although it cannot melt the snow, it can add some rosy to the travelers' cheeks.

The sound of flying swords and heavy objects falling to the ground sounded in the wasteland.

The people in the camp heard Yaxiu shouting in surprise from a distance: "Senior brother, your swordsmanship is really good!"

Since someone went to clean up the prey, Xu Chen fed the big black horse, ready to rest for a while, and when he passed by the carriage, he found Duanmu Rong by the window, concentrating on writing with the last afterglow.

"Beware of broken eyes. ”

He said kindly as he stood by the window.

Duanmu Rong glanced up at him, his gaze cold, as if he was air.

It has been a few days in the wasteland, Xu Chen found that this girl was proud and never wanted to look at herself, and she was inevitably a little unhappy, thinking that she didn't even care about a few masters, even monsters, where would you be defeated?

So he didn't bother to look at her squarely, leaning against the window and watching her write, his eyes did not fall on the paper, but on her face, and found that his slightly round face was full of concentration and forgetfulness.

It is the most beautiful when it is serious, Xu Chen agrees with this statement. And once he picks up the pen, he often forgets everything around him, so watching the girl focus on writing calligraphy, the perception can't help but improve.

"I can't see you're still a book-obsessed guy. ”

The young men of the Western Jin Dynasty were doing manual work, responsible for setting up tents and nailing wooden stakes, while Zhao Ling'er and other female disciples were piling firewood and cooking rice, listening to Xu Chen's comments, I don't know why they laughed.