Leave the countryside to relieve the main worries, take off the prison clothes and change the clothes; the skillful hands have never been skilled in swords, and the exotic Piso is subordinate again.

The nobleman in the fox fur hat was followed by three or so fellows who were also gorgeously dressed and hated on horseback, scolding and scolding, and the whip kept beating down, and shouted: "The lord has spent a lot of money to buy you dead men! You are either pretending to be dead and playing adultery, or you are trying to escape! Do you see? If you want to escape, there is only one end, that is, you will die faster!" The cowherd was heavily whipped, he was stunned, he couldn't feel the pain anymore, just looked at the companions who were still alive just now, his body twitched, and he slowly died. A man jumped off his horse and carefully cut the dead man's body, and a "man" appeared in front of him with only bones left. This man, who could cut the flesh of a human body so delicately, was a nightmare for Han Chinese slaves for a long time after that, and they privately called him the magic knife.

One man shouted, "Look at my arrow!" and the arrow "ding" into the sternum of the bone frame, and the tail of the arrow "buzzed" a few times and stopped.

Death did not frighten those who wanted to flee for their lives, there were still people who tried to escape, and most of them became dead souls. A person known to the Cowherd, named Yang Shugen, said: "Oh, his sister, all dead!" This person is from Yeyi, and he is also Zhang Qian's entourage, digging salt wells in the local area, selling illegal salt, when Ziyu sells official salt today, the government arrested him, fortunately he spent money, so he saved his life. Zhang Qian sent an envoy, and he was also recruited to follow out of the customs, wanting to find a way out in Xiqiang.

"There's a guy who has run away! That guy is really fatal! Arrows are 'whizzing' on his head and flying beside him. I just can't call him!!, what a bison!" said with a dark look on his face. People don't know his name. They all call him Heizi, and he also followed the Han envoy this time, robbing caves and digging tombs in his hometown, and doing everything.

"Hopefully the bison will come back and save me. We have a good relationship. A skinny man said. The cowherd also knew that this person's name was Golden Fnet, who fed people birds, and somehow slept with the master's concubine and was hung up and beaten. waited until he was dying before he was thrown into the cemetery, and then he didn't die, and he followed the Han envoy out of the customs.

"Hmph, I want to kill you! Tao Qi, this is not a way, sooner or later you will die. Either die on the road, or get exhausted and tortured to death in the place! This guy doesn't know what to buy us for?" said a man like an iron pillar.

"What are you buying for? Surely not as a god's offering! Who in Zephan can use so many slaves? Or do you want to continue to sell us?" This man was originally a potter, but he and his master accidentally collapsed the kiln, and lost his money, and the master died without coming up, and he went to prison.

Tao Qi's words shocked everyone's hearts. They are all thinking about how to save their lives. As it happens, the day is walking. A noble man fell from his horse, his head bleeding and his mouth blue. The people who saw it shouted in their hearts, "God has eyes, and the wicked will be rewarded!" A person suddenly said loudly: "This old man has fallen into evil! The villain can cure him!" The nobleman at the head, everyone listened to them call him the prince, waved his hand to let the leather whip fall, looking at this man, everyone also looked at him, with fine skin and tender flesh, small eyes, as if he was weak and couldn't help the wind.

The prince asked, "What is your name?"

"The villain's name is Wu Canglian, a relative of a Hou Ye's family in Han China, Hou Ye offended the emperor, and the villain was unlucky. When the villain was at home, he studied medicine with someone for a few days, and also cured several evil people. ”

"Then you can try. Otherwise, hum ......"

Wu Canglian knew the meaning of the words, he was taking a great risk, he actually knew very little about medical skills, but he happened to see someone in the Hou Ye's family who suddenly fell off a horse riding in the summer, and the appearance was similar to that of this person for a few days, so he took the risk to try, anyway, he was all dead, maybe he could not die, why not try! He circled around the person lying on the ground, looked up at the sky, looked down at the ground, and once in his mouth, he suddenly pointed his finger to the sky and shouted: "Go!" Everyone looked at him with a solemn expression, some didn't dare to laugh if they knew, and looked at him nervously if they didn't know. He untied the man's clothes, the smell of sweat all over his body, and his heart was immediately determined, and then let people think of finding clear water, and then a little light flashed in his hand and inserted it into the person's person, but it was a small needle, silently reciting a few numbers, the man's eyelids moved, and then the tip of each of the other party's fingers also pricked, the hand was released, and the man's eyes were also opened! Then the water also came, fed him a little drink, sprinkled a little on his head and body, the man jumped up in a panic, lost the slightest malaise, and shouted strangely: "What's wrong with me?"!

The prince smiled, "Okay." You will follow me from now on. Umcang was overjoyed and knelt down to show his allegiance. The prince was glad again, gave him a horse, let him also ride on it, and became the prince's subordinate warrior! The slaves were itching their teeth and were envious and jealous. They all turned their brains and thought of ways to impress each other and fulfill themselves.

On this day, three more people died on the road, and the pottery cried out: "I am an excellent pottery, and the pottery I make is so wonderful that it can be sold for a good price anywhere! I can earn you a few horses a year, and if I die, your loss will be great!"

The prince asked, "What did he say?"

Wu Canglian glanced at the pottery, gritted his teeth, and said: "He is a pottery, and when he was in the Han Dynasty, the pottery he made was sold at a higher price than others. He said that if he was allowed to make pottery for the prince, he could win back the price of several horses in a year. The prince smiled, "Yes, okay! Let him be relaxed and relaxed, and don't be tethered." ”

As soon as he saw that the pottery was fine, other people compared to painting gourds, and they all said their skills, and some people even demonstrated on the spot, and the golden finch made a pleasant birdsong from its mouth, and after a while, dozens of small birds of various colors flew over his head! The prince was overjoyed, "What other craftsmen do you have? As long as he is a craftsman, the master will look up to him!"

So all the cobblers, blacksmiths, stonemasons, basket weavers, weavers, blowers, singers, and plays, all stood out. The prince wondered: "What? You are all craftsmen?"

Everyone nodded yes.

"Then why does the Emperor of the Han Dynasty want you to run to the Xiongnu grassland? Don't you need so many craftsmen in the Han land, or do you have too many craftsmen?"

Wu Canglian explained: "Lord Wang, it's not that Han Tianzi doesn't need these people. These people are all lawbreakers! He was sent to serve at the border. I'll be back home in a few years. However, the prince also saw that as long as we people came out, it would be extremely difficult for us to go back! Why? One was that as long as we were sick at the border, few of us could survive; the other was that our bodies would soon collapse due to fatigue and fatigue; and when the Huns came, those who could not escape did not die by the sword. Now that you have followed the prince, you will meet a nobleman. ”

When he saw that there were hundreds of slaves, and there were more than 400 of them, excluding the dead, and nearly 300 of them were craftsmen at once, and his heart blossomed, and he couldn't imagine that he had picked up a big bargain, and these craftsmen pulled them to Xifan to sell. One can be exchanged for three or four good horses! He looked at the rest of the people, "What about you? What are you doing?"

Wu Canglian looked at the cowherd. Whispered, "Everyone has untied the ropes." Why don't you say you can herd horses?"

The Cowherd said honestly: "I have never herded horses, only herded cattle. ”

"Alas, why are you so stupid! Who cares if you herd cattle or horses, let's talk about liberation first. ”

The prince pointed to the cowherd, "What about you?" He had already asked a few people, all of whom answered "farmer", to see how the cowherd answered. The cowherd still replied honestly: "I, I will herd cattle and plow the fields." ”

The prince was a little disappointed, "No one wants to buy a cultivated field." Where is the herd? No? It's a piece of waste. "Gone. was so angry that Wu Canglian glared at him and couldn't speak.

In a few days they came to a great river, and in a little more than a day they cut down the trees, set up the rafts, and the people crossed the river. After crossing the river, there is an endless desert, and even those people in the West are frowning and dare not go out of the atmosphere. The prince is also solemn, everyone already knows that he is the king of Khotan at this time, this time he bought slaves in the Xiongnu, just like ordinary merchants selling goods, he is careful to take care of those exquisite goods - craftsmen, and he doesn't pay much attention to those crude benzene goods, because for several days, people have escaped, and he actually didn't send people to chase and kill!

Wu Canglian whispered to the slaves: "It's not that he doesn't go after him, it's because no one can run out of the desert! That river, they call it weak water, we are lucky, we have come, no one can wade through the water!"

They went into the desert and died of heat during the day and cold at night. Someone asked Wu Canglian: "Do these Khotanese people have a problem with their brains? Why do you go here? Don't go around?"

Wu Canglian whispered, "I asked them. Do you know? The detour is not far, but there are battles everywhere! You may go anywhere, and you will be killed! At the worst of all, you will have nothing to rob of. Walking here, there are still some people left. ”

Everyone was shocked, "Some left? Doesn't that mean most people are dangerous?"

"Tsk! What do you think? We are the ones who survived the catastrophe, escaped from death, and died several times! This time, Lao Tzu must not die! If you don't die in a great disaster, there will be a blessing in the future, Lao Tzu has always served people, and if you survive, Lao Tzu will be a master!" Wu Canglian said viciously.

In the next few days, they learned why the Khotanese cut off the flesh of the dead, and it became food for the whole people. Everyone held back the wild beating of their hearts, endured extreme nausea, slowly bit down on a piece, chewed slowly, and swallowed it. The Cowherd and other slaves also got a small piece and ate it with their eyes closed.

The hunger was still bearable, and the thirst slowly grabbed the throats of the people, and then squeezed and pinched tightly! People kept falling down, the ropes had long been untied, but no one dared to leave the masses! The white desert had no end in sight, the sky was blue and blue, lonely, there were no birds, not even the sound of the wind! Everyone just looked at the back of the person in front of them, and walked with fear in their hearts, no matter who fell, no one looked at him again, and everyone's hearts were as hard as stone, afraid that if they were moved by compassion for a while, they would be swallowed by the desert like the dead!

A noble man suddenly cheered, and everyone cheered with him, and there was a sparkling appearance in front of him, as well as a flock of sheep and water birds! The king of Khotan whipped his men and shouted: "Quiet! Quiet! That's fake, it's the devil beckoning!" The Khotanese people woke up, but there were still a few Han people who ran up, fell to the ground, twisted their bodies, gasped for breath, and then stopped moving! The phantom slowly grew larger, and there was no end to the edge, and then a gust of wind rose. The apparition is gone. The king of Khotan shouted: "Gather the horses and cattle quickly! The wind is coming!" The Khotanese nobles and Han craftsmen circled the cattle together. Camels and horses have their heads facing inward. With their butts facing outward, they stayed in the circle, and the slaves were left to fend for themselves, leaving no one to care.

In the distance, the heavens and the earth slowly closed, and the color of the sky gradually changed, no longer pure blue, but yellow and gray, and the earth resounded with a chaotic sound. At first it was like the sound of horses' hooves, then it was like the cry of a man, and then it was not like any sound, and the ground under his feet was shaking, and the heavens and the earth were all turned upside down, as if the heavens and the earth had been turned upside down! The horses were neighing, and the faces of the people were gone. The slaves fell to the ground and formed a circle, praying in their hearts that the gods would not take them away. The wind was howling and blowing, and gravel and sand hit me. There was a faint pain, and then everyone felt that the gravel in front of them was trivial. The fist-sized stone flew in, and there were even bigger stones, and it ran over it! The horse broke free from the reins, ran out, neighed fiercely, and soon the neighing was low, and then, silently.

The cowherd knelt down, his butt facing the direction of the wind, and the head against the hairy hooves, also a farmer, let the wind rage, tearing the tattered clothes on his body, letting the rubble draw blood marks on his body, the two of them hugged each other and did not let go. They felt that the demons were grabbing, the Grim Reaper was laughing, and they were so helpless that they were more terrifying than when the arrows rang around them. But the wind finally slowed down, and when they felt that they could no longer resist and were about to give up, the wind actually stopped.

The sky took on a strange red color, and everyone became red, and no one got up, but they all knelt on the ground, not daring to raise their heads, as if they were listening to the instructions of the heavens. The king of Khotan was silent for a moment before he breathed a sigh of relief: "Escaped death again! Every time you pass through here, it doesn't go well, something has to happen!"

He was very satisfied, because he had arranged it in a timely manner, and with such a strong wind, only a few horses had been run, and no one was fine, and none of the slaves had been lost! Wukura had arranged for Kuroko and the blacksmith to search for the lost horses, and after a while, the two returned, their faces full of horror, their lips trembling, and they could not speak. Everyone was surprised, and followed the two of them over a sand pile, and they were all stunned and at a loss. The four horses that had been lost were all here, and they knew the bridles, the chews, and the shoes, but the horses were no longer what they were, they had all become skeletons of bones! If the magic knives were to fly up and down on the bodies of the dead with knives and to make people into skeletons of bones, they would not feel particularly terrifying, after all, they had seen them with their own eyes, and they were the work of a man, and now, in the desert, there was no one except their group of people, and what made a few horses look like this? No one could do it except the Emperor of Heaven or the evil ghosts! The more people think about it, the more terrifying they feel!

The king of Khotan cautiously approached the horse's bones, which were white and flowery, and without a trace of meat, they could not be eaten so cleanly. His eyes were also full of fear, and his awe of heaven and earth reached an incomprehensible level at this moment. The cowherd looked at the horse bones, sweat was dripping from his head, and when he looked around, everyone looked nervous, knowing that he was not alone in fear, so he secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

In the next few days, everyone was in mixed moods, both excited about their survival and dazed about the future. Even the people who they thought had obtained the trust of the king of Khotan, gradually lost their hearts, and everyone was quietly discussing the escape. They have horses, they have ropes, and there are many more people than the Khotanese people, as long as the group is well designed, and they are unprepared to attack them by surprise, although they can kill their opponents with their bare hands.

They quarreled very fiercely, and gradually they did not avoid people, and the Cowherd also heard it, and the people of Khotanese didn't know what they were arguing about, and they were still laughing on the side. The Cowherd was a little overwhelmed, not knowing whether to join them or denounce them. Of course, he knew that even if he denounced it, the king of Khotan would not understand what he said. However, he had already felt the tension of the atmosphere, and saw the wolf-like expressions in the eyes of Kuroko, Blacksmith, and Taoqi. He had seen wolves roaming nearby, and followed them from afar, until they were in the desert. And once someone wants to shoot it, it will disappear without a trace, and when people forget about it, it will appear unconsciously, bringing an invisible pressure to people. Now, the same is true for these people. He felt that the king of Khotan must have also felt it, and he had a natural respect for the king of Khotan, and felt that that it was what a noble person looked like, and only such a person deserved to be called a king and a prince. For the king of Khotan to buy him, he felt that it was his luck and respect, and he felt that if someone would hurt the king of Khotan. He must have rushed out. Fight to the death with the enemy.

He heard the people of Khotan. And the excitement on their faces, feeling that the desert had come to an end. When Wu Canglian was also resting at night, he stomped over and said to everyone: "You can go out tomorrow! The grandfather of the Heavenly Emperor is not kind to me Wu Canglian, let me get out of the desert alive!" Everyone is very cold, they have been carrying him on their backs, someone once asked to call him together, Tao Rui resolutely objected: "This guy, a belly of bad water." He finally got close to a nobleman, and he didn't try his best to tie the knot? He and the others are no longer of the same heart!"

Wu Canglian was a little bored, and looked at the Cowherd, "Little Cowherd, how are you? Are you happy? Follow me in the future, and I will tell you, the king will definitely keep you." Otherwise, it will be miserable! Have you heard? There are all jade in Khotan, and jade all over the mountains and fields! It is all mutton fat and white jade, so I just took a piece and went to Chang'an. It's worth a lot of money, so that you don't have to worry about food and clothing for the rest of your life! It's not a stone mountain, it's a mountain of gold and silver!"

His words finally attracted everyone's attention, and the blacksmith did not believe that there was a mountain of jade: "Blowing nonsense! You just know how to pull, but you can pull hard! Isn't there? Where is there a jade mountain? The queen mother is not a jade mountain! She is still called a mountain, isn't it?"

Kuroko pondered, "I think there may be. Think about it, I heard that the first room in the emperor's palace is full of jade, where did it come from? Ah, there are also people who say that Qionglou Yuyu, Immortal Pavilion Danqi, Qiong Jelly and Jade Liquid, and Golden Jade Clothes, where did they all come from? There must be a big mountain that produces jade!"

"Huh!" said the blacksmith disdainfully, "You kid is poor and crazy! Dig graves everywhere, thinking that the golden jade clothes and the jade liquid are made of jade...... Is that...... Only emperors and immortals can drink it! Can you drink it made of jade? Can you pee it out if you drink it? Can you pull it out?"

Heizi scolded: "Get out! Get out of your grandmother's! Look down on Lao Tzu? Lao Tzu has seen more casually than you pig cubs! Have you ever heard of the golden jade clothes? Those are worn by dead princes and generals, and they are worn to the underworld to continue their pleasures! Lao Tzu entered seven tombs in one night and got thirteen golden jade clothes! That guy, gold is thinner than a hair! Jade pieces are thinner and delicate than the skin of little ladies!"

"Hahaha! Say you kid is, you kid doesn't admit himself, do you? I think Lao Tzu doesn't know, grandma's, seven tombs, how can there be thirteen golden threads of jade clothes? Thirteen, uh, there are several more than seven tombs, where is there thirteen! Isn't it, guys? Think about it, there can only be one tomb in one tomb, why is there so many more suddenly?" The blacksmith just thought it was too much, but he didn't know how much more.

Kuroko was sure that he would not settle the score, and sneered: "You bear bear! You know how to eat, there is only one person in the tomb of that nobleman? Have you ever seen that big tomb? It is higher than a mountain!"

At this time, I saw the people of Khotan listening to their noisy noise, and they also came over, and Wu Canglian explained to them what they were arguing about, and the king of Khotan became interested: "What do you say that the tombs of the dead are as high as the mountains? They still live in such tall houses when they die? No, is that place underground or above ground?"

Heizi became triumphant, and even nobles like the king of Khotan came to ask him for advice, knowing that the people of Xifan generally did not have burials, and said: "In the Central Plains, when the emperor and the prince die, there must be a large tomb." The tomb of Qin Shi Huang was built by hundreds of thousands of people, and there are big rivers below, soldiers and horses, attendants, countless splendid silks, gold, silver, and jewelry! His tomb took three days to run around on horseback! The last trip, ah, of course, was not allowed to go up, and it took five days! The clouds and mountains above were covered with fog, pavilions, tigers, leopards, lions, elephants, and strange flowers and flowers, and he had never heard of it!" He talked nonsense, and the king of Khotan was so dizzy that he opened his mouth wide, not believing that there was such a thing in the world. Most of those Han people didn't know the situation of the Mausoleum of Qin Shi Huang, and they couldn't stop nodding when they heard what he said.

The king of Khotan said abruptly: "Oh! This time I went to the Xiongnu, I wanted to go to China, but I didn't expect that things were urgent, and I didn't make it, but I missed so many strange scenes! If I can't go to China in this life, I will live in vain!"

Cowherd and other Han people have no such regrets and melancholy, although they miss their hometown, but they don't feel that there is a strange place, it is worth regretting for a lifetime, if there is also the flowing water in front of the door, the willow behind the house, right?

In the middle of the night, the Cowherd heard the sound of rustling, opened his eyes, and several figures touched the tent of the Khotanese people, and the tense atmosphere in the air. So he could only look at the starry sky above his head. Don't dare to look at the tabernacle where it happens.

Kuroko climbed into the tent of the king of Khotan. He felt that he was a man who had seen the world, and he looked down on this man who was respected as the king: What? It was just a few furs, hundreds of horses, dozens of guards, and hundreds of slaves, and it was not as good as selling meat in a market in the Han land! Not to mention the thousands of acres of fields, which could not be seen at a glance. The house was all over the ground, and the children and servants were full of rich men all over the streets! I also returned the prince, I am sorry! The big tent disappointed him even more, a broken carpet, the pattern could no longer be seen clearly, and a butter lamp emitted a pungent smell. The king of Khotan lay on the carpet, covered with a wolf's skin, and let out a loud snoring sound. Two guards sat on the ground, napping. Didn't feel the slightest sense that anyone was coming in.

Kuroko grinned and commanded the four men to gag the mouths of the two guards, and Piso wrapped around their necks. The two of them only kicked their legs a few times before their eyes fell out and their tongues stuck out. When the king of Khotan heard the movement, he opened his eyes, and a bright knife pressed against his neck, and the man who had been smiling at him during the day and talking about the tomb of the Han Dynasty was looking at him with a grin.

There was a fight in two of the tabernacles, and the people died quickly, and most of the Khotanese were subdued or strangled while still asleep.

The fire "coaxed" up, and the king of Khotan watched his tent slowly disappear in the flames, and the hope in his heart also slowly disappeared, he did not know what was wrong, and these slaves dared to rise up and resist! He was too good to treat them, where in the world was there such a master as him? They even killed his guards without knowing how to do it, and tied him up. He lamented that he was too soft-hearted to cut off one of their legs or arms, and hurried them home.

"Do you really think it's a good idea to burn the tabernacle?"

Heizi sneered: "What are you doing with those burdens? We are about to become rich and rival the country, what do we want! Don't talk about the tent, even the immortals can do it! As long as everyone listens to me, I guarantee that everyone will eat and drink spicy food in the future, and be a master!"

Yang Shugen threw down a ball of things, "What should I do with this thing, are you going to kill them together?" Everyone saw that it was Wu Canglian who was tied up in a ball, and he was blinking his eyes with a sad face, and a ball of rotten grass was stuffed in his mouth. Yang Shugen smiled: "This guy is still rambling so far, so I have to entertain him to eat grass first." ”

Everyone advocated killing the king of Khotan and them, and the sunspot pondered for a long time, and said with sophistication: "What we got from the tomb, we are never in a hurry to make a move. Do you know why? Hah, you have to keep a hand. What kind of prince is this, damn it, the king, the prince! Bullshit is not! Every one of our countrymen there is more majestic than him. However, we have to keep it, and we will be useful in the future. There's no need for anyone else to stay, just throw them all into the fire. ”

The king of Khotan roared, "Don't, don't hurt my people, if you dare to hurt them, I'll ...... I'm not done with you!I'm not going to let you go!" His noble face was full of pain, and his golden hair was spread out and fluttered in the night wind.

Kuroko said coldly: "It's already very rare for you to leave a life for yourself! What else can you do? Your Khotanese country is just a few people, how can you still get us? Slaughter them all!"

"Don't!" shouted a man in the shadows, "don't kill them, it's a big deal, I'll make cattle and horses for everyone, serve everyone, please don't kill people." Let them go!" it was the Cowherd who spoke, and he looked at everyone with a sincere face.

Tao Qian smiled and said, "You kid, you are a sincere person. Tell me, why can't you kill someone?"

The Cowherd said seriously: "If you kill someone, you will go to hell with evil ghosts! I heard that if you kill a person before you die, how to kill a person, the hell ghost clan will kill him a hundred times! Really, I didn't lie to you, I heard my grandfather say when I was a child, my grandfather said that if people commit evil in life, they will also go to hell after death, and they will be put on a barbecue, and they will be put into water that is colder than ice, and in water that is hotter than fire, and there are also swords and mountains and fires! I advise you to let them go, and they will not be angry. You're not going to be angry, huh?"

The king of Khotan was a little moved, and he was also a little amused, this stupid young man, can't he see that these people are devils who kill people without blinking? Of course, he has been deceived by his conceit, and of course this child cannot see the ferocity of these people, and he said: "Son, don't ask for them! The more you ask them, the more ruthless they become! I didn't see your kindness earlier, and I can't help you." After I die, I hope you will go to Khotan and tell my queen and princess how I died. "He had decided to live and die with his men.

The Cowherd said seriously: "I won't help you with the words." If there's anything you go back and say yourself. ”

The king of Khotan was so moved that he was speechless, just looking at the cowherd. The Cowherd ignored him and said to Kuroko, "I said that I can't kill them, and it makes sense. You should think about it. ”

Kuroko now had the victory in his hands, he couldn't help laughing, and said, "You can tell me why you can't kill him? Won't the heavens and the earth turn upside down if you kill him?" or will there be another strong wind and blow away us?" He made up his mind and smiled at the Cowherd to see what the Cowherd said.

Although Yang Shugen and the blacksmith easily regained their free bodies this time, they didn't think much of it when they saw Kuroko being so domineering, especially for Wucang Lian, they all felt that they owed him and couldn't kill him together. But looking at the meaning of the sunspot, he hated Wucang Lian deeply, and he couldn't persuade him anymore, and now the cowherd suddenly came out to interrupt, and they all admired his courage, and they also wanted to see how he persuaded the sunspot, or how the sunspot was embarrassed in front of him.

The Cowherd mustered up the courage to persuade the killing, and now that the sunspot asked him to tell the truth, he scratched his ears and cheeks for a while, and he didn't know what to say. The king of Khotan sighed secretly, Wu Canglian was full of tears, and the rest of the Khotanese people were miserable in their hearts, Heizi sneered, held the treasure knife of the king of Khotan in his hand, and raised it!

Yushan is thousands of miles away, weak water has no waves, turbid waves are high, desert wind rises and even the sky is sandy, and the heart is still a guest! (To be continued......