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There is a shortage of water in the desert, and the army walks very slowly. When passing through a place, some water vapor will be exposed to the air.

The appearance of water vapor can attract many animals in the desert.

Every time the animals appeared, the soldiers seemed to cheer.

After all, it is the first time to come to the desert, and no one wants to miss every sight of Qijun.

"Your Highness, in half a month, we will be able to walk out of the desert."

Li Ke nodded, and Li Jing on the side also spoke at this time.

"Old Cheng, you don't know. When I was in war, I walked through the desert several times. Many things in the desert are different."

"Look at the scorpion on the ground, it's so small, but if it stings you, you may die, and even if you don't die, you will become disabled."

Cheng Yaojin stared at the scorpion, thinking of what crawled into his crotch that night, he was afraid for a while.

Wei Zheng carefully picked up the scorpion enjoying the cool with tweezers and put it in a glass bottle.

Now he has accumulated a lot of poison.

"The snakes and scorpions in the desert are very poisonous, just go back and drink wine."

"Last time that kid Xue Rengui stole my wine. It was such a big jar, soaked in ginseng and scorpions, and he finished it in one gulp."

Speaking of this, Wei Zheng was heartbroken, wishing he could hang Xue Rengui up and beat him.

But now, he can't beat Xue Rengui at all.

The army continued to move in the direction of the sun, and to the west was the vast continent.

At this time, on the border between Turkic and Tuyuhun, a person climbed out of the snowdrift at some point.

The man's face was gloomy, blood was all over his body, he didn't know if it was his own blood or someone else's blood.

Heavy snow blocked the way, and the man forcibly made a way out of the unfathomable snow-capped mountains.

"Damn it, why did Tianlei appear!"

He still doesn't know what happened that day, nor what happened at the time.

He only remembered that the snow-capped mountains above his head seemed to be angry, and the sky covered the sky and fell from the sky.

Then his eyes went dark, and when he woke up, he finally realized that the blood on the handle of his knife had been washed away by ice and snow.

He was trembling all over, buried in the snow for three days and three nights, it didn't seem to make him lose any motivation, but it made him hungry.

Holding the knife, he kept moving towards the grassland line in the distance.

Herdsmen ride horses, shouting excitedly. In winter, the speed of the horses will be slower, and the horses are covered with wool and pasture. In winter, wool is precious, and so is pasture.

But there is no way, the herdsmen need to eat, and only by exchanging food from the Tang people can the whole family have hope of survival.

Just as the herdsman stopped to catch his breath, he saw a person standing in front of him.

The figure was as tall as a tent.

Just as the shepherd was about to speak, he saw a flash of light. Although the winter sun was cold, it was still bright.

The light flashed, and the head fell to the ground.

Murong Jiao snatched a horse and put on the shepherd's clothes, although the shepherd's clothes are relatively small and don't fit well.

After reluctantly changing on, the clothes on his body didn't seem to be completely dry.

Outside the group of tents, two children seemed to have seen this scene and ran back in horror, as if they wanted to say something to the adults in the tribe.

Murongjiao knew that he should run away.

Fleeing in the opposite direction to the top of the mountain.

The horse neighed, and Murongjiao was filled with hatred.

His eyes have been blinded by hatred.

Three days later, at the border of the Tang Dynasty, there was an endless stream of people doing business.

"Atoro, your wool is getting better and better."

"Thank you, I want to change to something to eat this time, preferably wheat."

"Come on, tell your group that if you have good wool, you can bring it over."

Ya Tuoluo looked embarrassed: "The shopkeeper, that's not the reason."

"It's cold, how can there be so much wool on the grasslands?"

"I came here with the wool, which is not eaten at home."

The businessman smiled knowingly, grabbed an extra handful of wheat and threw it over.

The merchant is not an ordinary merchant, but an official of the Ministry of Rites, and a small official is also an official. He came here to investigate the changes of the Turkic people after the trade between the Turks and the Tang Dynasty.

Now, he sees, the Turks also seek stability.

If there is such a road that can keep them safe and sound, then even if you let them rob with a knife, they will not do it.

Shuofang City has become a holy land.

At this moment, Altoro seemed to see something, and his eyes became tense.

"No, no, shopkeeper, no, that person is very dangerous."

Following Altoro's gaze, the businessman saw a tall guy.

The man was riding a horse with wool and wine jugs on his back. His clothes were a bit strange, but normal. What if he was a Tiele man?
"That horse is my brother's horse. My brother will never let anyone use his horse, not even me."

"My brother, something happened."

In Shuofang City, Murongjiao felt that he was being watched. It was not surprising. He walked to a stall and threw wool over it without even thinking about it.

The other party looked at the wool, nodded, and threw a few pieces of silver over.

Murongjiao picked up the broken silver and was about to go out when the horseshoes sounded wildly.

He found that his surroundings were already full of officers and soldiers.

"Come on, take it!"

……

Three days later, in Chang'an City, Li Shimin frowned looking at the memorial.

"A crazy existence has appeared in Shuofang City. This person kills people like hemp, and the soldiers are no match for him."

"General Hou Junji has sent people to stop him."

Li Shimin sighed, "It's only been a few years, have the soldiers in Datang changed?"

"Your Majesty, this man is eight feet tall and strong. Maybe he is really too fierce. Don't be sad, Your Majesty."

Li Shimin pondered for a moment: "Xuan Li Junxian."

Li Junxian came down from the mountain with snow marks all over his body.

"That person is handed over to you, Li Junxian, what do you want to do with it?"

Li Junxian sneered, "Your Majesty, don't worry, that person won't live for three days."

Now Li Junxian is full of confidence. After all, in Chang'an of Tang Dynasty, there are not many people who can hold the Six Meridians Excalibur.

After practicing for many days in a row, Li Junxian certainly knew that he was invincible.

Since he is invincible, why should he care?
Any murderer, any fugitive is rubbish.

Li Junxian has swelled, mainly because of the current Datang, there are indeed few people who are his opponents.

"Your Majesty, don't worry, I will definitely kill him."

Li Shimin nodded, "When killing this person, we must find out the details."

"I have a hunch that there seems to be an ominous force appearing."

Li Shimin's sixth sense is always full of surprises.

Li Junxian bowed to salute, his clothes fluttered, his feet lightened, and his body flew out.