Ye Shurui and his friends followed Lao Shitou for a day and day. Except for the first day when they encountered a sandstorm, they were all peaceful these days. The monotonous and boring scenery made people tired, without reference objects and coordinates. If it weren't for the old stone leading the way, the few people would have been lost in the vast sea of ​​sand.

The hot and scorching sand during the day and the heat waves coming from the air made several people gradually adapt to the harsh environment in the desert. Although the water in their bodies was lost quickly, fortunately, they prepared enough water.

After the evening of the day, several people camped for fire as usual. On the cold night, the crackling bonfire shone on Ye Shurui's face, lying on his back, and it froze.

Ye Shurui stared at the bright stars in the night sky and was stunned. What was Wanwan doing at this time? Will he lean against the window of her attic thinking about him? Thinking of the eyes that made him feel moved inexplicably and pure and lively, he wished he could fly back to the capital to find her, and hold her in his arms and love her with mercy...

"I'm thinking about your sweetheart again?" Rong Zipeng lay down beside him, putting his hands under the back of his head as he was like him.

Ye Shurui ignored him, thinking whether she had received his reply, why didn't she reply to him after so long?

Rong Zipeng shook his head and sighed. He really didn't expect Ye Shurui to be so thorough.

While Ye Shurui was silently thinking about Nalan Wan, Nalan Wan and his party were also setting up camp. She wrapped her marten cloak tightly and sat on the side silently, looking at the vast and dark desert. Thinking that now she and Ye Shurui were both under this starry sky, I wonder if he was fine? Have he encountered any danger? It would be great if he could meet in one place.

Thinking of this, he took out the reply letter that Hai Dongqing had brought to her before. Looking at the few pages he wrote, his eyebrows were curved. When he spread it, he saw his majestic but elegant handwriting. No one could integrate his ambition with the mind of Yiyun Yehe so harmoniously and without any sense of incongruity. Looking at his letter, she felt that her whole body was warm, and he said:

"Wanwan, I miss you very much. I know you must miss me too, I miss you very much, right?"

Yes, I really want to think about it, bastard, go slower, wait for me.

Nalan Wan sighed lightly, as if she had some understanding, a kind of lovesickness, and two idle worries.

Ye Shurui seemed to have some senses and suddenly shouted: "Green Fox."

The green fox, who was adding firewood to the bonfire, responded, "Master, what are you asking?"

Ye Shurui frowned, "Is there no news in the capital? It's so quiet, who is looking at the General's Mansion?"

Qinghu was silent. Isn’t it good news if there is no news? Why is the master still frowning?

"Master, don't worry, Qinglong is staring at the general's mansion. Miss Nalan is in good condition. After his own son left Beijing, Miss Nalan has been in the mansion and has not left the mansion. Even if someone wants to cause trouble for her, there is no way." Qinghu still told him the news.

Ye Shurui frowned even more when he heard this, "No!"

That girl is not a calm person. He believes that she is unwilling to join in the fun, and that she has pushed for a banquet and a party, but if he says that she has been in the mansion for more than ten or twenty days, he will never believe it!

"Send a message to Qinglong, asking him to find a way to sneak into the general's mansion and confirm whether Wanwan is still in the capital." Ye Shurui issued an order.

When Qinghu heard this, he was shocked and hurriedly took the order.

Rong Zipeng raised his eyebrows, "Shu Rui, do you suspect that the girl is here too?"

Ye Shurui had a headache. If she really came in such a harsh environment, how could she bear it? I hope he thought too much. Just as he was about to answer Rong Zipeng's words, he suddenly felt a warning in his heart and whispered: "Someone is here."

Rong Zipeng was shocked and listened quietly. Sure enough, he heard a rustling sound in the distance coming towards them. He was amazed in his heart. In this place where there was no grass growing, could there be any robbers? There was no one in this place for ten days and half a month. If there were robbers, they would starve to death sooner or later!

Soon, Rong Zipeng was slapped loudly by his disdainful thoughts. Looking at the dozen or so ferocious men who surrounded them, Rong Zipeng felt that the joke of heaven was too big!

"Several people, what do you think?" Rong Zipeng saw Ye Shurui's indifference and knew that he was impatient with these trivial matters, so he took the initiative to speak up and just for him to play with. In the past few days, he was almost suffocated to death.

More than a dozen vicious men were all wearing fox fur coats, and three of them rode high on horseback looking down at several people, looking arrogant.

"Put down the supplies and get out of here." One of the horse-riding men took two steps forward and shouted majestic.

"Oh? What if not?" Rong Zipeng was very happy.

At this time, the old stone trembled and pulled Rong Zipeng, "Master, you can't do it. These people are sand thieves and bandits active in the desert. They have always been rampant. Generally, as long as they hand over the supplies, they will not hurt their lives. If they resist stubbornly, everyone will die!"

The old stone shivered, which showed that he was extremely afraid of these robbers who killed and robbed people.

"Is there no life?" Rong Zipeng disdained and pulled out a short knife, licking the sharp blade with his tongue, revealing a bloodthirsty expression. "A mere dozen people dare to make a decision. Today, I will move my muscles and bones to see who is dead!"

Only then did Old Shitou realize that the guests he brought were not soft-legged shrimps. They all said that gods and mortals suffered when fighting, and now he was the one who suffered. "This, this, this..." After a long time, there was no such thing as this. Rong Zipeng was impatient and frightened. He jumped into the group of thieves. Since he couldn't be good, he would kill them all, which could be regarded as eliminating the ugly desert.

When the green fox and Qingfen saw Rong Zipeng getting started without saying a word, he looked at each other and jumped into the battle circle, his hands raised and his sword fell, and the sound of the fight was clear and inexplicable for a moment.

Ye Shurui narrowed his eyes. These sand thieves were not weak, no wonder they could be so swaying. But he was not interested in fighting. Since Zipeng wanted to play, let him go.

He sat down casually, picked up the wine in a small lambskin bag and opened it and took a sip, and then said to the old stone who was scared and at a loss: "Old stone, sit down and have some bar."

Lao Shitou had no leisure and courage. He just shook his head, stared at the fighting people on both sides without moving, and even knelt on the ground and prayed to the true God for blessing to allow them to survive this disaster.

Ye Shurui smiled and stopped persuading him. He really didn't take it seriously by a few sand thieves.

Sure enough, with the strength of Rong Zipeng and Qinghu Qingfen, the group of blind sand thieves were cleaned up in a short while. Old Shitou opened his eyes wide and looked at the tilted sand thieves in the desert. Unexpectedly, they only three people slaughtered a dozen strong sand thieves! From then on, they became more and more respectful to them.

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