"Chile River, under the Yin Mountains. The sky is like a dome, covering all the fields. The sky is vast and the wilderness is vast. The wind blows the grass and sees cattle and sheep..."

The singing is flying, the horns are long, the Jie drums are vigorous, the flute is bold, the fish are cheerful, the vicissitudes of vicissitudes are like a surging river, showing the rebelliousness and sharpness of the Northwest boys, and the charming voice is like a gurgling spring, expressing the tenderness of the Northwest woman.

"The sky is vast and the wilderness is vast. The wind blows the grass and sees cattle and sheep..."

The sky is blue, the desert is red and yellow, the autumn wind is roaring, the long hair is flying, the clothes are flying, and the spirit is flying. A happy smile is overflowing on her handsome face. Galan waves the flute, stretches her arms, sings loudly, and feels refreshing.

Holding a fish in his hand, singing while blowing, his delicate body moves with the rhythm, his smile is like a flower, his dark eyebrows and blue eyes flowing with his fragrant youth and flawless purity.

Ashina Hebao seemed to be integrated like a ke drum, and he was drumming, and the drum was him. The soul roared in the drum, and the emotions were vented in the drum, and the hoarse singing sounded like a roar, which torn apart all obstacles, galloped freely, and flew freely.

"The sky is vast and the wilderness is vast. The wind blows the grass and sees cattle and sheep..."

The common man smiled and shook the horse whip in a relaxed and freehand style, singing loudly. He sat down and galloped freely, making a brisk neigh from time to time.

Jiang Duhou leaned against the hump, looked up to the sky, and sang loudly. Although the roar of his throat touched his pain, he had been holding it in for too long and was too depressed. He wanted to vent and vent it quickly.

The thieves in Zitianyun were singing, the guards of the caravan were singing, and the soldiers in Tianma were singing, the Turks, Sogdians, Khotans and the Han people in Dongtu were singing, all singing this song that has been circulated for hundreds of years and is still popular today.

"The sky is vast and the wilderness is vast. The wind blows the grass and sees cattle and sheep..."

In the long camel caravan, only the people from the Xue family walked silently, and there were the Hebei prisoners following them. They could not speak the Western languages, they could not distinguish between Turkic language, Lite language and Tuyuhun language. They didn't even know that the song they were singing in Turkic language was also spread in Middle Earth. They also sang it over and over again, praising the majesty of the desert and the heroic pride of the grassland people.

Mrs. Sima sat on her hunchback, looking at Jia Lan's long hair flying and singing passionately, her mind gradually became dazed, and a figure engraved in her memory slowly appeared in front of her, including a father who had a bumpy life and a eldest brother who endured humiliation. She wanted to match her father's figure with Jia Lan's upright and heroic posture, but she didn't know if the memory was too long, but the figures of her father and eldest brother were blurred, or if this idea was too absurd, Jia Lan was always majestic, but the figures of her father and eldest brother gradually blurred and gradually disappeared.

Xue Deyin looked at her worriedly and sighed secretly. The abnormal behavior of Qi Niang in the devil's eyes that day made Xue Deyin feel an ominous feeling. If Qi Niang collapsed due to mental overwhelming, it would have been a big blow to the Xue family.

Galan sacrificed herself to save the Xue family and seemed to have given Qi Niang some kind of stimulation, opening up her dusty memory, and allowing all the pain buried deep in it to rush out, which made Qi Niang hallucinate.

Galan is not related to the Sima family in Hanoi, and it has nothing to do with each other. Even if they look similar, it cannot explain any problem. It is so great that it is not difficult to find a few people with similar appearances. Is it difficult to judge that they are related to blood? This is ridiculous. As for the sandalwood box, it must be a coincidence. The spirit of heaven can use a poem to save our Xue family, so why can't the ancestors of the Sima family use a sandalwood box to save Qi Niang? There is no shortage of mysterious and mysterious things in the world, and I am afraid that people will explore the mystery of it. Once they fall into it, they will either be foolish or die.

Qi Niang did not take the sandalwood box, and Jialan did not cherish it at all and threw it into the vine basket casually. If the wooden box was important to him, would he be so casual?

I have advised Qi Niang many times. There are many private items left by wealthy families. The Sima family has more than just this sandalwood box scattered among the people. I remember that Sima Dalang was married to Dunhuang and only had a side room to accompany him west. This side room must have a sandalwood box for makeup, and there may be more than one. Later, bad news came that Sima Dalang was trapped in a beacon tower outside Yangguan, his wife and children disappeared, and his whole family died. Assuming that this sandalwood box was Sima Dalang's belonging, so what? Who dares to say that his wife and children are still alive?

"Sir, please bless Qi Niang." Xue Deyin prayed in a low voice, "The Xue family is now in a desperate situation, but the road to home is difficult and dangerous, and life and death are hanging between the lines. At this time, Qi Niang must not have any problems, and must not have any problems."

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Sands and dust rose, big horns sounded, and the sound of horse galloping from the west sky.

The singing gradually stopped, and everyone turned to look west.

A golden wolf-headed star broke out into the air, dancing wildly, with a grand momentum.

A team of Great Sui knights rushed up the sand dune, galloped along the wide Silk Road, and came quickly.

With his hair and left lapel, the fully armed Turkic knights followed closely to the dune. For a moment, the flags were like forests, the flags were flying, and the aura was as fierce as a tiger.

Buyi narrowed his eyes slightly and looked coldly, "Turkish."

"The envoy of the tooth tent." Yang Yuan looked suspicious, "The envoy should be very high. Not only did he have a horse army entourage, but Shanshan Yingyang Mansion also sent a horse army to accompany him to guard him."

A five-wolf-headed big star broke out into the air, and a team of Turkic knights in black rushed up the sand dune.

Shi Penglai's face suddenly changed and he exclaimed in a low voice, "Black Turk."

Galan looked as usual, calm and composed. While riding a horse, she blew the flute and walked leisurely on the Silk Road.

The scar followed closely, and the Blizzard tiger snatched on it, holding its head up and chest out, and was domineering.

Asina He Bao also ignored it and sang loudly with the thieves in Ziyuntian. He shouted loudly, and the loud singing sounded throughout the Silk Road.

Shi Penglai was very scared and hurriedly put on Mili. Xue Deyin was afraid of an accident and took the people of the Xue family to avoid the roadside first. Buyi raised his horse whip and shook it gently, indicating that the camel caravan should make way out of the main way.

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"Chile River, under the Yin Mountains. The sky is like a dome, covering all the fields. The sky is vast and the wilderness is vast. The wind blows the grass and sees cattle and sheep..."

The Turkic knights started singing, first a small group of knights, gradually more and more knights were singing, and their voices shook the sky.

The knights sang loudly while galloping, and the knights waved to the camel caravan frequently while being happy.

Carriages rushed up the sand dunes, and the carriages were magnificent. One of the luxurious carriages pulled by four horses was particularly eye-catching, surrounded by knights and were heavily guarded.

The people in the camel caravan were paying attention to the tall and luxurious carriage, secretly guessing the prominent identity of the people in the carriage.

The "Tribute Convoy" Buyi frowned slightly, and a hint of worry flashed through his eyes.

The Western Land captives surrendered to the Great Sui Dynasty and paid tribute according to the regular order. In the golden autumn, the tribute envoys carried tributes to the east, and in the middle of winter, they arrived in Chang'an, just in time for the New Year celebration of the Eastern Land. The Tuyuhun people launched an attack at this moment, obviously intending to block or delay the tribute from the Western Regions. Once the envoys of the Western Regions failed to arrive in Chang'an as scheduled, the Emperor of the Great Sui Dynasty would be shamed.

Buyi didn't care about these things. He was worried that the envoys from the Western Regions went to Chang'an with tributes. The officials of counties and counties would definitely be picked up and dropped off along the way, and the Guandao and Hejin would be strictly inspected, which would inevitably affect the plan of the northwest wolf to Chang'an east.

He was thinking, and Yang Yuan beside him suddenly pointed behind his fingers and said in surprise, "The Kucha people... and Yanqi people... I know, this is the tribute envoy from the Western Regions. They are going to Chang'an." Then he said to himself in confusion, "Strange, why did they go to Chang'an at the same time? What happened to happen to be arriving in advance?"

Under the black flag of the five wolf head, a man with black armor and black cloak and black protective gear sang in the same voice with the surrounding knights, and waved to the camel cavalry with interest. Suddenly, he saw a snow mastiff and a powerful snow mastiff leaning on the hunchback.

The horns rang out in succession, and the black armored knights led a team of black Turkic escorts to the camel caravan like lightning, and rushed towards Galan and Blizzard.

The sudden abnormality immediately attracted the attention of the two teams, and the singing stopped abruptly.

The camel team took the lead in stopping. The Turkic team was full of horns, and the long team gradually slowed down and stopped slowly.

The Great Sui Knight, who was responsible for the protection, quickly chased after him, spread his wings of the Black Turks, and was on full alert.

Shi Penglai was extremely frightened, and he was sweating in cold sweat, and he prayed together.

Buyi and Jiangduhou were secretly surprised. No, right? He just walked out of the desert and ran into the Turks, and he even ran into the Black Turks. He had such bad luck.

The commoner raised his hand and ordered the camel team to prepare for the battle. This is the territory of the Great Sui Dynasty, he is the Great Sui Dynasty garrison, and the other party is a tribute envoy. Even if there is a conflict, he will not bleed to death. However, if there is anything, be careful.

Galan frowned slightly, put away the flute, reached out to grab the corner bow, but then let go again, rode his horse to Scar, and reached out to take out the golden wolf head protective gear from the vine basket.

The Black Turks arrived like the wind.

The black-armored knight looked around arrogantly, his eyes focused on the snow mastiff, with a look of amazement. Then he raised his horse whip and pointed to the snow mastiff on the scarred hunchback.

The entourage understood the truth, and a bearded man immediately shouted, "Whose snow mastiff? Whose snow mastiff is this? We want it."

The Great Sui guards were by their side, so they were not easy to force them to rob them. They could not do anything to slap people in the face and lose face. The Black Turks had to force them to buy them forcibly.

The camel caravan was silent.

Shi Penglai sighed deeply, but by chance, he didn't come to cause trouble for me, and then he was gloating. The Black Turks dared to find trouble for Jialan and seek death.

"Whose mastiff? Are there any living people here? If there are living people, come out and take a breath."

Liehuo slowly walked out from Scar's side, and Galan slowly looked up.

The Black Turks were shocked when they saw a golden wolf-headed protective gear. The bearded man even exclaimed, "Golden wolf-head..."

However, the Great Sui knights were surprised and flew out of the horse one by one, knelt down on one knee, and worshiped the grand ceremony, "See the coach of the brigade!"

Jialan bowed and returned the greeting immediately, and asked for help with his hand, "Don't!"

The knights responded, stood up and bowed again, but no one got on the horse, which clearly told the Turks that we only follow the leader of the brigade. If we dare to forcefully grab and buy, we will bear the consequences.

The black-armored knight wanted to urge him to step forward, but was protected by the bearded man and another entourage, and he refused to let him approach the golden wolf head.

Galan urged him to move forward, stopped five steps away from the Black Turks, took off his protective gear, revealing a handsome and cold face, and his cold eyes stared at the Black Armored Knight.

"Don't come and do not come and have a good time?"

"Aren't you dead?" The black-armored Knight sarcastically said, "I didn't expect that the invincible God of Galan would also pretend to die, and would use such despicable means to escape his promises. Do you think that if you hide, you can escape the punishment of the Great Golden Mountain Tianlang God?"

"Military orders are like mountains, national laws are ruthless!" Jialan said lightly as calm as water.

"Galan, don't try to deceive me." The black-armored Knight took off his protective gear and revealed a young and upright face. "Galan, fulfill your promise. Today, here, you and I will fight to the death!"

"Ashina Nishu..." Jialan raised the golden wolf-headed protective gear in his hand, "You want to take it back openly with force, I am willing to fulfill you, but..." Jialan said word by word, "Military orders are like mountains, and the national law is ruthless. Although you are Mo Heshi, who commands the five surnames of Nanting, and I am just a small garrison in the Great Sui Dynasty, but this is the territory of the Great Sui Dynasty. You and I must obey the laws of the Great Sui Dynasty. If you want to fight with me, you can fight? Do you think you can do whatever you want in my Great Sui territory?"

Ashina Nishu was furious and reached out to hold the hilt of the knife, "Galan, no matter where you escape, the Sirius God of the Great Golden Mountain can find you. Today, you are dead!"

Galan sneered, put on the protective gear, and spit out a cold word from her mouth, "Get out!"

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Chapter completed!