Loulan City.

Thousands of miles of yellow sand.

This is the main city of King Pingxi.

Most of the buildings in the city are small bungalows made of some soil and stone, which are resistant to wind and sand erosion and have a unique style.

Yi Lin strolls on the streets and feels the local customs.

Let me give you a few chestnuts:

In the restaurants here, you have to close the doors and windows tightly to eat, otherwise, as you eat, there will be a layer of dust on the dishes. The waiter here will be very diligent and will clean the table every once in a while.

For steamed buns here, you have to tear off a layer of steamed bun scalp to eat, otherwise you will feel your teeth pounding.

The girls here wear very little, and often expose their navel and waist. One is that they are afraid of heat, and the other is that they wear too much, which can easily hide dirt.

Yilin came to an inn.

The store name is "A Inn".

The inn owner is a young woman with a charming face, with a beautiful face and a little makeup. She is wearing a brightly colored short navel-exposed skirt. She wrists and ankles are wearing chains woven with red ropes. At the ends of the chain, there are small golden bells strung with.

When the boss lady walked around, the bell made a crisp sound, accompanied by the rhythm of her walking, like a moving song.

There was no one in the inn.

Today, I have been waiting for guests from afar.

It seems that no one has ever asked about this. It is the first time I will open it for you.

The tables and chairs in the lobby were covered with gray, and it was obviously no one had visited them for a long time.

When Yi Lin came to the inn counter with dust, the proprietress raised her eyelids slightly, her brown pupils lit up slightly, and her high nose bridge exuded a different exotic style, she covered her mouth and smiled: "Oh! I said why is the left eyebrows always dancing today! It turns out that the God of Wealth comes to the door! This master, how dare you ask if you live in a hotel? Or stay in a hotel? Or stay in a hotel?"

Yi Lin replied with a kind smile: "If you can't live, it depends on whether the boss's wife can be a human being."

"Hate~" The young woman was not the kind of shy lady of the family. She quickly swept Yi Lin several times, evaluating the strength of the visitor. Seeing that the other party did not look like Meng Langzi, she bullied her body and walked out from behind the counter, leaning close to Yi Lin's side, and the fragrant wind came gently, her plump lips pressed against Yi Lin's mouth, exhaled a warm breath, and whispered: "I wonder what this master wants to do with me...whether of me?"

Yi Lin smiled without saying a word.

The young woman saw the little white cat lying on Yi Lin's shoulders, and glanced at the "king" marks on the white cat's forehead, thinking to herself why the little cat looks a bit like a tiger, is it crooked? While thinking, the young woman praised: "What a pretty cat!"

Bai Chuchu quietly popped out her claws, a little angry.

The owner can treat her as a cat, but no one else can.

Yi Lin didn't keep it in a silence: "I came here just to find someone."

"I hate you. I thought you were different from others. I didn't expect that as soon as I saw you, I said I would come to find someone." The young woman narrowed her eyes and smiled: "The next sentence of the guest is to say, "You are coming to Loulan thousands of miles to find me, right?"

"Yes," Yi Lin gently placed a wooden sign that had been dusted in the storage space for many years on the table, looking straight at the young woman's big bright eyes: "I'm looking for Feng Qingtong."

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on the other hand.

Qingdu.

The battle reports of retreating in the front were introduced to Qingdu.

Even though these news blocked the news, the most difficult thing in the world is the mouths. There are occasionally refugees who escaped from the war outside, fleeing all the way to Qingdu and being blocked outside Qingdu as undocumented vagrants. Over time, rumors spread throughout the Qingdu.

For a moment, people were in panic, and many people secretly said, "Is it sad to do a big deal, God will not bless me."

July in the 18th year of the Jisheng calendar.

After repeated discussions by the court, all civil and military officials reached a consensus and divided some of the Shenwu Army stationed in Qingdu into 20,000 troops, all of which were elite soldiers, with light chariots and fast horses, and rushed to Lumen Pass.

These 20,000 elite soldiers of the Shenwu Army are led by senior veterans and General Shenwu.

On July 15th, the weather is sunny, so travel is good for expeditions.

General Shenwu burned incense and bathed, put on polished iron armor, rode agile war horses, and stepped out of Qingdu.

The people of Qingdu were crossing the streets on both sides and shouted that General Shenwu was awesome and sent off reinforcements.

General Shenwu participated in a well-known battle to quell civil strife. His life and deeds were even polished by his historians. They were collected in Tianxuan Academy and won the honor of later generations.

Many people saw General Shenwu’s high aura, riding a war horse with cold eyebrows and a fierce face. When they walked out of the palace, they were not scared, but instead felt relieved.

Everyone thinks that as long as the Shenwu General takes action in this battle, it will be very safe.

In the palace, many civil servants sent each other with tears and reluctant to leave.

A civil servant wrote hard and wrote down a heavy stroke representing major historical events on snow-white rice paper.

"Dagan, on the 18th year of Jisheng's reign, on July 15th, General Shenwu rushed to Lumen Pass and looked for a great victory."

What no one noticed is,

Around the old General Shenwu, a thin and unfamiliar new recruit, also wearing Shenwu Army's standard armor, looked ahead, and his bright eyes flashed with a firm light.

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The Shenwu Army was majestic and rode out of the city.

Behind the hooves of 20,000 elite cavalrymen, dust was raised all over the sky.

After the Shenwu army left,

The empty space is in the open place, the empty space is twisted,

A man in white clothes held an umbrella, with a calm cloud and a gentle breeze, slowly stepped out.

"Junior sister, why are you so stupid?"

Jian Nanchun sighed lightly. He knew that in order not to worry about him and Junior Brother Lin Yi, Xia Xiaoman secretly put on armor and sneaked into the Shenwu Army.

There are 20,000 and 20,010 people, and no one will notice it.

Although Jian Nanchun knew about this, he wanted to stop it, but in the end he couldn't bear it.

Senior Brother Jian remembered Junior Brother Lin Yi’s words:

"My junior sister Xiaoman will not get rid of her heart, and she will become a demon in her heart, and she will never make any progress in her life."

Senior Brother Jian calculated with his fingers and frowned. He found that he could not figure it out.

He regretted again that he did not work hard on Taiyi Gua Technique and learned the mystery of Gua Technique.

Jian Nanchun held the Tianji Umbrella and followed the Shenwu Army from afar and advanced towards Lumen Pass.

On the way, he took out Yilin's special communication tool, mother-child nails, contacted Junior Brother Lin Yi, and left a message to inform him about the matter.

"The junior sister disguised herself as a man, dressed in armor and went to Lumen Pass! Hurry up!"

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It was already a month ago that Xia Xiaoman went to war.

The army's rushing forward was slightly different from the monks' direct flight.

Cultivators can come and go alone, but the elite troops of the Shenwu Army are of varying quality and are much slower to ride horses.

Yi Lin already knew about this, but he did not rush to Qingdu as soon as possible.

After spending a month searching, he came to Loulan.

Coming here.

now,

Loulan,

In an inn,

It is very dangerous for a lonely man and a widow to live in the same room.

"Dingdang, Dingdang, Dingdang".

The boss's wife exhaled like orchids, and the bells on her hands and feet made a crisp sound.

She gently stroked the young man's dusty face with her delicate jade hands, and her nails that were built just right gently stroked the young man's pale skin, and finally stroked back and forth beside the young man's neck.

"It's really not to be hiding. There is no girl named Feng Qingtong here. But I'm very curious. How did you know this girl?"

"It's a long story," Yi Lin let the young woman's green onion fingers do whatever she wants. He smelled the charming fragrance that was faintly visible around him, and was unmoved at all, sighing: "You are sure to listen."

"Hehe, I love listening to stories the most."

The young woman smiled happily.

"That's what I've started with when I visited Wanxianglou a month ago."
Chapter completed!