The widow is a curse

Chapter 183 Duanmu Yaoyang's Site
Hurry all the way.

When the crescent moon rises again into the silk-black night sky.

The camel team finally crossed the vast sea of ​​sand and came to the foot of the towering Labuda Snow Mountain.

"Labuda is Beimo language, which means it is as high as the sky!"

Duanmu Yaoyang raised his arm and pointed at the Labuda Mountains under the moonlight.

"This snow-capped mountain is the mother of the Moon River Valley. Bypassing the mountain pass, it is the Moon River Valley!"

Passing through the mountain pass less than five meters wide between the two towering cliffs, the sight suddenly opens up.

Under the moonlight, a silver ice lake was in the shape of a last quarter moon.

By the frozen lake, the lights of Wanjia flickered.

The towering Labuda Mountains, like a mother's arm, embrace this full moon-shaped valley.

It not only blocked the cold wind, but also blocked the sky-filled Yellow River, leaving this oasis for the people of Beimo to live.

The camels also seemed to know that they were home, and each of them consciously quickened their pace.

Entering the river valley, the temperature became significantly warmer, and even the wind became gentler.

The deputy general left with the soldiers, and Duanmu Yaoyang and several other soldiers brought Bei Gonghan and others to his palace.

It is said to be a royal palace, but in fact it is just a magnificent tent.

The big brazier warms the whole tent.

The light flickers on the table with abstract graphics, reflecting the delicate tapestries and soft fur brocade couch more and more warmly.

The young and beautiful girls finally took their eyes off Bei Gonghan's face, and there was undisguised admiration in their big eyes.

Unlike the women in the Central Plains, they don't like to suppress their thoughts.

"Sure enough, as soon as you came, my popularity was immediately affected!"

Noticing the slight uneasiness on Bei Gonghan's face, Feng Xing joked lazily.

The girls backed out with low smiles, and after a while, delicious barbecue and rich milk wine were served.

After handing over the sand to a maid and taking it out, Duanmu Yaoyang dismissed all the attendants with a wave, and then shifted his gaze to Xue.

"If you want, you don't need to wear a veil in the Moon River Valley. Our Beimo clan will always respect our guests!"

Duanmu Yaoyang's voice and tone were flat and natural, without any deliberation or affectation.

(End of this chapter)