However, what made Yin'er have to sigh that Han Shu had foresight was that Huiru could not protect her at this moment - the poisonous substance in this place... Huiru didn't dabble in it!

I have been walking in the desert for several days, but I haven't seen Huiru reveal any slightest expression of "the fans are not present, and they are not fans" which made Han Shu Yiner Hongying and the pursuers always be worried about her. Seeing a new round of pursuit coming again, Hong Han Shu couldn't bear it and said to Huiru that you might come? Then she saw the saint slowly and silly answering, "I am not familiar with this place."

So he realized that He Huiru, who had no martial arts skills, suddenly changed from the strongest to the weakest, and was best bullied!

Having said that, who dares to bully her... For the suffering of the Lord Hong Dashan, one must protect three, and also have to deal with the never-reduced investment of the masters of Xixia.

"But it is this scenery that I have never seen before. It is very beautiful and it is right." In the evening, Yin'er lazily leaned beside the sand dunes, enjoying the huge sunset in the sky. Lying in this vast sand sea that is as far as the universe, he naturally gets a vast state of mind, and only feels that he has become a plane when he is integrated into it.

At that time, Hanshu also heard this and saw the setting sun as blood, touching the scene, and felt that the world was so big that there was no place where there was a cone. He could not understand why Yin'er always said that the incomplete scene was the most beautiful - how could there be the beauty of the daylight made up of blue sky, white clouds and yellow sand?

At this moment, only the junction between the sunset and the desert was carved with deep red lines. In addition, the whole world was covered with dark red, which was vigorous, but desolate. The whole tone of the picture was too sad, and the light was too weaker than during the day. It was difficult to see things; what was even more sad is that when encountering such a heroic scene of the sunset, the ocean of the desert was still as decadent as falling asleep...

"Oh, don't stand and look up. Don't you dizzy? Sit down and lie down! Sleep with your head in your arms, it's comfortable!" Yin'er got up, lowered his center of gravity, and taught him how to enjoy life. It seemed that it was really useful. At least his neck was not that tired.

Gradually, my mood calmed down a little, so I sat up again, leaning on the sand dune to support the flute, a song "Yangguan Sandie" (1), which spread for thousands of miles long, and the resonance sounds from the bottom of the sand are still heard.

Yin'er listened quietly, without saying anything, only seeing all the melodies as if they were tangible, floating in the desert, like fog but not fog. Like smoke but not smoke. At the end of the sight, the sky continued to darken little by little, and finally reached its limit at the end of the song - but it was not completely dark, and there was still light, even if it was weak.

When the sunset fell inadvertently, the moonlight poured out like water and practice before my eyes. The vastness suddenly turned into brilliance, and the surface of the accumulated sand was covered with a layer of veil. Hong Hanshu took back the flute to appreciate it. He thought this dark night scene was much better than the setting sun. Even if it could be compared with the day, it was another beauty different from the day.

But if you don’t want to watch it again when the sun sets, how can you still have the interest to see such a scenery?

It turns out that this is really the case. I thought it was the end, but it was actually a turning point... It turns out that the reason why there was a night every day after every day was that the Creator always wanted to remind humans that the darkness followed by flowers. However, humans always did not realize that the transition between the changes of the night and the day was actually as twists and turns as fate.

But why can't I get used to this fateful ups and downs... How many people can stand up after falling down, and only then can they discover what they are?

"Principal of the Alliance. Lord Hongshan, it's getting late, let's have a meal." At that time, Hongying came from the other side of the sand dune, with Yin'er's eyes shining with delicious food. Suddenly she stopped and envied the beautiful scenery: "What a beautiful scene, like a galaxy in the desert!"

"Hey, can you cook and wash clothes all the time?" Yin'er had already been thinking about the food, but in fact no one snatched her.

"Yes." Hongying nodded and replied to Yin'er, while still looking at her. Hanshu looked back suddenly, and for some reason he was stunned for a moment before he recovered.

"I thought the desert could only be a kind of thirsty person who was so thirsty that he had been away from water. After a few days of traveling, it has completely changed. There are lakes, ice and snow here, and everything is great!" Yin'er smiled, but when she turned around, she saw Huiru was unhappy at all. Uh... everything is there except her subordinates!

"Short-sighted." Han Shu also smiled and took the food handed over by Hongying.

Because it is winter, there are several large pieces of snow in the desert; there is no burning feeling, and the sky can often be seen blue; the most unique style is that there are various ancient lakes distributed in this desert.

But there is a little bit like Yin'er imagined that the desert is quiet. The desert itself has no life.

Each grain of sand is hindering the movement of another grain, and the mutual drag has caused the overall stagnation. The continuous sea of ​​sand that has thousands of miles has no sense of dynamic except for its ups and downs. It seems that it has always existed in this form for millions of years.

Yin'er glanced at Hanshu, who was fighting with others a few steps away, and knew that he would not be at risk of being possessed by the demons after winning. Some time ago, the popularity of this place was rising because of Hanshu, but fewer people have been chasing him recently, and one crab is not as good as another crab. As they watched, the four of them were getting closer to Longshan.

After spending a few days together, Yin'er could see that Hanshu had feelings for Hongying, but it was different from the way he was to himself. Just like the two people's understanding, there were always people who communicated with each other at the ideal level, and some were similar at the life level. Yin'er knew that there was no need to help with this relationship. People were doing well, so don't be as Lin Qian said. The more she helped, the more she became, the more she was messy, and she was not able to help.

Then let it go slowly and naturally, wait for this little girl to be more important than me in Hanshu's heart. Yin'er was secretly happy, thinking that it was just a matter of time, probably less than half a year, looking at Hongying's side face with a smile. At that time, Hongying was nervously looking at Hanshu in the vortex, her eyes unsettled.

How could the man she couldn't help falling in love with in the first moment she saw him, just like Yin'er, because she believed in his martial arts? The most important and smallest decision in her life, fall in love with him, and be with him all the time, no matter whether he is praised for his generation or scolded for generations.

After Hong Hanshu repelled another round of attacks, Hongying immediately stepped forward to wipe his sweat and helped him see his wounds. Yin'er looked around and felt that he was so redundant... With a thought, she realized that time had gone back to the battlefield in western Qian, watching Lin Qian return with the return of the fierce and beautiful sister Yunyan, and the confidant of Sister Yunyan, came to take care of... Then she suddenly realized that this was the feeling of home, and the "family" he cherished the most by fate.

It was very similar. Lin Qian at that time also happened to be experiencing the trough of her life.

Unfortunately, Hanshu's injuries were much worse.

Perhaps Tian Hanshu's self-deprecation these days is different from the past, at least the past will be repeatedly revealed in the past.

Now he didn't even want to vent. A man like Hong Hanshu, who was passionate, was actually slacking off the pain silently like Lin Qian.

Perhaps he is determined to try to break free from the last level of Yin and Yang lock. Or perhaps, this is the closest time to the last level of Yin and Yang lock.

Yin'er and Hongying both hoped that it was the former, but Huiru said that it was peaceful before the storm. In the past few days, she had almost conquered the poisons in the desert. Once she got close to the crowd, countless old subordinates rushed to her one after another to make her feel like a tiger.

Once you get close to the crowd, it means that the troubles will approach again. No one understands better than Hanshu that these days relatively peaceful days are just because there is no inspiration. These days, the desire is very small and the desire is not serious because there is nothing to kill.

People mean tests.

The sky was yellow and yellow. Han Shu closed his eyes and stood among the dust and sand all over the ground and silently said: Can I always be normal before I returned to Longshan and see them?

Yin'er guessed it was right. He also had them in his heart, Lan Yang, Sun Jixiao, Lu Jing, Yuwen Bai. Perhaps there were allies including him and Lin Qian. He met them who had violated the world for many days. After that, he decided whether he would wander around the world or rectify the Dharma on the spot.

Not far away, there were continuous city walls and solid fortresses entrenched on the top of the wild mountain. He reminded him to recall some of the scenes in March where he led the Qilian Mountains to fight against the Tatars. Although it was not here, the battlefield where they were at that time was too intense, and even the Great Wall was destroyed into broken walls.

Finally, this hinterland was lucky to have not been invaded.

But perhaps in a blink of an eye, these things that are still standing on the side of the desert will be completely returned to the dust.

He suddenly remembered the important garrisons he and Li Chunyou studied, but unfortunately they were later submerged in the dispute between Li Chunyou and Li An for their own selfishness. The internal struggles of Xixia were even fought by Li Chunyou on his head by Hong Hanshu. In a daze, it seemed as if he could see the blood flowing from the Tatar cavalry to the whole country of Xixia for just a few years.

The country, brothers, themselves, and their ideals are all so vulnerable that none of them can be fulfilled, and they owe them countless.

Just when I was so sad that I didn't know where to go, suddenly there were seven or eight disguised people passing by his eyes.

Another group of scumbags who came to attack! Hong Hanshu sneered and immediately made a decision to lift him away.

The mound of yellow sand that was cut by his bare hands roared and smashed all towards the killers, uprooted and released again, and a sand dune that was almost the same seemed to be just pushing it over easily, but what kind of ups and turmoil caused during this period!

With a loud bang, all seven or eight people were buried alive by the sandstorm falling from the sky. It would be useless to struggle for a short period of time.

"Who is instructed again?!" Yin'er asked in Chinese. Unexpectedly, those people showed their heads but were not in the face of horses. It was obviously different from the Xixia martial arts school that could communicate with them in Chinese recently!

Only Hong Hanshu could hear their stiffness when using the Xixia language. They obviously knew who Yin'er was going to ask who was the behind-the-scenes commander, but their answer was not what they had instructed you to kill Hong Hanshu.

Because the moment they recognized Hong Hanshu, they clearly showed panic, and they didn't seem to want to meet Hong Hanshu here!

From their brief communication with each other, there seemed to be a few other words mixed with the words "Shen", "Ri" and "Hong Hanshu" in the Xixia language... Yes, they did not want to kill Hong Hanshu, but they recognized Hong Hanshu.

Yin'er suddenly discovered that the facial features and bones of these people were neither Xia nor Han, but... the Tatars she had seen before...!

Why are there seven or eight Tatars appearing here in the Hexi area, which is very close to the capital?!

Reason told Hanshu at the first time that he was a Tatar spy!

"What a Temujin. He has clearly evacuated and is still investigating in secret." Hanshu sighed: In contrast, what is Li Chunyou doing?

Didn’t he know that these Tatar spies must not be let go, but what is the reason for him to pursue and capture?

As soon as the air flow was slowed down, four people fell in the sky, occupying a corner of each of the southeast, west and north, surrounding Hong Hanshu. Taking this opportunity, the Tatar spies finally broke out of the shackles of sand and dust and returned to their leaders to surround them.

Their leaders showed off ropes, rings, rods, and fans, and there was no need to register. The weapon was the name of the warrior.

"Master Hongshan, I've been missing for many days, how are you doing recently?" Those who asked this must know that the person being asked was not good recently. I believe that the bloody battle in the palace caused the city to be full of storms.

Hanshu was slightly surprised. He naturally recognized the four in front of him. As the top masters in the Tatar army that invaded Guasu and Su prefectures last time, he was outrageous in the act of slaughtering the people for tigers. Their martial arts were probably still above the Kunlun Sword Sect. At that time, the nine Qilian guests were unable to capture them all, so they only once captured the gangsters in the middle and escaped. For the sake of quelling the public, they could only show their deputy generals.

Unexpectedly, these four people happened to meet the nameless Hong Hanshu here. The enemy met him very jealous.

The wind blew... Yin'er's heart trembled. Seeing that all of them had a bright look, they knew that they would be masters, but the reason they were nervous was because their tone was not good... Although they still couldn't understand the language. Before they knew it, she had stopped Huiru and Hongying behind her, and quietly held the Xiyin sword tightly in case of emergency needs.
Chapter completed!