Hero Tomb

Staring blankly at the person in front of him, He Lanyuan seemed to be stunned. After a while, after regaining his senses, he slightly turned his cheeks to avoid his touch: "Didn't you go on business? How could it be?" it's here?"

Putting his hands behind his back, Bai Huayu said softly, "I knew you were here, so I came here on purpose." He chuckled, the tenderness in his eyes was so natural: "What about you? Do you miss me?" ?”

Stepping back, He Lanyuan also smiled and said: "You don't owe me money, and you don't owe me life. What do I want you to do?"

"But I owe you love." Bai Huajiao answered smoothly, his lowered eyes were so sincere that people couldn't tell the truth from the fake: "If I owe you love, will you miss me?"

"You..." He Lanyuan was obviously slightly taken aback by his words.

Joking words, everyone would say them on weekdays, but after admitting the truth, they couldn't figure out the truth or falsehood of the words. The heart that was suddenly suspended was shaken and restless, and I could only hear the heartbeat in my chest sound...so fast...

"Nonsense" raised his hand and pushed the person in front of him away, He Lanyuan made a wrong step and was about to step forward: "I still have business to do, but I don't have time to flirt with you here"

Standing on the same spot, Bai Huajiao turned sideways and turned to look at him: "Lan Yuan"

"Huh? Uh..." He turned around unprepared, but something suddenly covered his lips, which was soft and slightly cold. He Lanyuan opened his eyes wide in shock, and saw clearly, it was Bai Huamao's face, in the face, the dark pupils under the eyelashes seem to be overflowing with touching tenderness, looking straight into He Lanyuan's eyes...

bang bang

Heartbeat...so fast.

Almost instantly, He Lanyuan felt his whole body was scorching hot, needless to say, his cheeks must be burning red.

Seeing all of He Lanyuan's reactions, Bai Huajiao backed away, curled his lips into a chuckle, and then got on his horse: "That's how it's flirting."

Pulled back to his senses by the teasing voice, He Lanyuan just turned his head to look at him, when he heard Bai Huajiao say again: "How? Aren't you going to do business?"

He Lanyuan was obviously taken aback: "Are you going to save people too?"

Bai Huayu nodded.

He Lanyuan was surprised: "Why are you a businessman joining in the fun?" No!The point doesn't seem to be this!

However, Bai Huayu had a smile on his face, touched his lips with his fingertips, and said something wrong: "It tastes good, very sweet."

Being ridiculed by him, He Lanyuan was furious immediately: "Bai Huajiao, you bastard!" You even made a surprise attack!

Bai Huajiao, who was sitting on the horseback, looked sassy, ​​looked at the person who had turned into a little red crab, and laughed loudly.

The roads leading to Mongolia are all in some secluded wilderness. Among the mountain depressions, a Mongolian army is escorting many Han people, stepping forward silently. For those who are slow and unable to keep up, they will always It was someone who was in charge of beating them with a whip, and they would stop until they could keep up with the progress of the crowd.

These people have been escorted by the Mongolian army for a long time, and they don’t know where they are going. Fortunately, these Mongolian troops are not completely inhumane. Apart from lashing the laggards a few times, there is no other time. No matter how hard it is for them, it's just that these few whips are scorchingly drawn, but it also hurts badly.

At noon, when the hottest time of the day comes, the whip wounds on the body will be hot and painful, which is extremely uncomfortable.The officer in charge of escorting these Han people seemed unable to withstand the heat, and waved his hand to let the troops rest.

Although it is very important to send people to Mongolia, the journey is far away and it is impossible to hurry on the road. What's more, the soldiers are all wearing armor, which is less heat-resistant than these Han people.

After the team stopped to rest, those Han people were all driven aside and guarded by a small team. At this time, these people could still get a dry steamed bun to eat.

"Xiao Li, how are you doing?"

The Han people gathered in one place, all under the sun, sat on the chaotic rocks to rest and eat steamed buns. The young man who was called Xiao Li turned his head to look at the handsome big man beside him, and saw that the big man was worried about himself. , Xiao Li shook his head: "Thank you Brother Tu for your concern, I'm fine"

The big man’s surname is Tu, his name is Tu Luo, and he used to be a butcher at home. The young man’s name is Li Yu and Tu Luo are neighbors. When the Mongolian army captured Guanzhou City, they were all arrested, and there were many others with them. It is the people of Guanzhou City.

Regarding Li Yu's words, Tu Luo frowned, and pulled his arm over to see that it was covered with red marks. After all, the boy was young, and the whip fell on his skin, which was particularly glaring, but thanks to this The young man was still able to bear it, and the other people who had been whipped were already moaning in pain.

Facing the welt marks on the young man's arm, Tu Luo could only sigh a long time this time, and turned his head to look around him. Many of his companions were already dark and withered, and their eyes were dull. The color of rebellion is still burning inside.

Li Yu also turned his head to look at his companions around him, frowned, couldn't help but approached Tu Luo, and asked in a low voice: "Where are these Mongolian dogs trying to get us? It's been almost a month Now, what are they trying to do all this time on their way?"

"I don't know, but I guess, they are probably trying to get us all to Mongolia." Tu Luo frowned, before speaking, he looked down at the young man beside him: "Xiao Li, are you afraid?"

Li Yu frowned, the color in his eyes struggled abnormally, and finally shook his head.

After resting for a while, the escort officer gave an order, and the crowd stood up amidst the shouts and curses of the Mongolian army, and continued to move forward. The sun was still very strong.After walking for a while, several people suddenly gathered around Tu Luo and started whispering to him.Li Yu looked around with his eyes open, and saw a Mongolian army staring at them. Li Yu patted the back of Tu Luo's hand, and the few people who were around Tu Luo dispersed quietly.The Mongolian army only looked at them, raised their whips and cursed, then turned and walked forward again.

When the sun was falling, the setting sun was still high in the sky, and the sun was like a flame, all of which turned golden and spread down. The escort officer led the troops out of the woods, and when they stepped into the rocky slope, they raised their heads and squinted. Looking at the sky, the sun was dazzling, and the escort officer cursed, turned his head and yelled at the people behind him, and followed him.As soon as the words fell, suddenly there was a flute sound in the air, each sound was low and low, obviously played slowly, but it made people nervous inexplicably.

Under the golden sun, the yellow sand was flying, and the sound of the flute came from nowhere, as if echoing in the air, the notes were played slowly but made people feel domineering, as if the heart was wrapped in cold air. The breath is not smooth, the wilderness, and there is no figure of the flute player, the feeling of ghosts immediately makes people panic.

Pulling out the scimitar from his waist, the escort officer looked around, and finally shouted: "Who is pretending to be a ghost here, there is something for it!!!"

No one answered around.

In addition to the sound of the flute, there is only the whistling wind, which is even more strange at the moment.

The soldiers all clenched their spears, ready for battle, as if they were afraid of being attacked suddenly.The Han people looked around, excited, and couldn't help but wondered if someone had come to save them.

And so it is.

The sound of the flute started, and within a short while, everyone felt their headaches getting worse, as if they were about to explode, and they all covered their ears with their hands and began to howl. The originally neat team also became chaotic one after another, as if Everyone's mental power was being drained, and it was extremely uncomfortable.The vigilance of the entire army was gone. At the same time, people around suddenly shot cold arrows, and one arrow could kill people.When the Han people saw this situation, someone screamed immediately, and the surrounding Mongolian soldiers were unable to fight back because of the sound of the flute just now.

The screams awakened the consciousness of other Mongolian troops. Some people endured the pain and waved their weapons, knocking down the cold arrows shot from all around. Who knew, after a while, a large number of people shouted and poured out from behind the chaotic rocks. Come on, all of them are rushing towards the troops with weapons in their hands.

When the escort officer saw the situation, he immediately ordered a small team in Mongolian to escort those Han people to evacuate quickly, while the others stayed here as a backup.

Perhaps the sound of the flute was so loud that ordinary people couldn't bear it at all. Some people fainted and fell to the ground within a short while, and some were like wild beasts, clasping their heads in their hands and yelling, looking extremely ferocious.

On the mountainside, a man was dressed in white, with his sleeves fluttering, with a flute on his lips. Looking at the situation below, he lowered his hands and stopped playing the flute. After a while, he just said: "Don't hurt the people."

"Shan Zhi understands!" Responded, Shan Zhi took the gun in his hand and flew down the mountainside in a single leap, heading towards the direction of the escort officer. He swung it away, but the escort officer lifted up the double hammers and took it with one move.

For a while, there was chaos in the wilderness.

Tu Luo pulled Li Yu, and was disturbed by the sound of the flute earlier, so painful that he wanted to kill more and more. At this time, the sound of the flute suddenly stopped, and Tu Luo yelled, and rushed towards the Mongolian army around him, attacking them by surprise. After the opponent's weapon is lowered, it will be close to the vital point.Tu Luo’s action was followed by several other people. Seeing the situation, the other people did not know who shouted: "Fight with them!!!" Immediately, all the Han people seemed to be set on fire. In general, he shouted and rushed towards the surrounding Mongolian troops.

The anger and fear that has been suppressed for many days is suddenly ignited by someone, and it will turn into a powerful force, like a sharp blade that ruthlessly kills the only enemy. Once the idea of ​​survival is turned on, it will be like a flood And out of control, the entire chaotic slope seemed to have turned into a battlefield in the blink of an eye.

He Lanyuan stood beside the man, looked down at the situation below, and slightly frowned: "This is not the way, it's best to make a quick decision." After the words fell, He Lanyuan jumped up before the man could speak. , With a sound, he drew out the sword at his waist and swung it away. The sword energy was as sharp as a new moon, but it killed several people in a row with one sword. Amidst the wailing and screaming, the Mongolian soldier who was injured by the sword energy After struggling twice, there was no movement.

He Lanyuan's figure flashed, and he swung his sword several times while flipping his wrist, and the sword energy that came out immediately fell to the ground and exploded directly. When he fixed his eyes, he saw the corpse of the Mongolian soldier lying on the ground.

This technique was too straightforward, and the soldiers who escaped by chance turned their heads to look at the young man wielding the sword, with fear evident on everyone's face.When he fell to the ground, the boy's figure was like a ghost, and he went straight towards those Han people. The sword he swung in his hand directly slashed at those who wanted to attack the common people. When the sword fell, there was no survivor.

On the mountainside, the man lowered his eyes and looked at the figure of the young man in the melee. His eyes were dark as if hiding other colors. With his hands behind his back, he had no intention of participating in the battle at all. He just stared straight at him with his eyes. Looking at the agile figure of the young man.

Playthings, he has seen a lot.

But this is the first time he has encountered a plaything with such sharp claws like a boy.