Tyrant I am from MI9

Chapter 51

Zhong Bo seemed to have expected to run into her here a long time ago, he lifted the curtain and said with a smile, "Miss Tang, you move so fast!"

Qing Xia said with a smile: "Mister, you are too slow."

"Hehe, the old man is old and not used to traveling fast, girl, I won't delay you."

"Well, old man, I'm leaving. Goodbye." As he spoke, he rode past their horse team and ran towards the north.

She didn't expect that Zhong Bo and the others were also going in the direction of Qin State in the north, but since they didn't invite her to go with them, it was obviously inconvenient.Qing Xia didn't think much about it, in this world, it is considered lucky to meet such a good person, how could she have any other extravagant thoughts.

It's winter now, the days are extremely short, and after a while, the sun gradually shifts to the west. Qing Xia raised her head and looked at the large expanse of fiery red clouds in the west. Disappear.

As long as you find Yang Feng and make sure he is fine, you can start a new life.

Qing Xia smiled and raised her face, the golden sunlight shone on her body, life suddenly became more radiant.

I don't know why, Qingxia is suddenly not so anxious to rush to Sandfly County.She bought a map, carefully calculated the route, and found that to get to Sandfly County, it only took one month at the slowest time on horseback.But Yang Feng actually set a two-month deadline with herself, and suddenly she felt a little uneasy, and her vigilance slowly rose from her heart, she gritted her teeth, and forcibly suppressed the uneasiness.But the speed on his feet gradually slowed down.

The West Black Wasteland is a strange landscape on the mainland, Qingxia knows that this land, even though it is the Huaxia Continent where she used to live.However, history was forcibly turned around by Qin II, and many things in later generations were completely reversed.There is no longer the Great Han Dynasty that expelled the Tartars, and there is no longer the glorious and glorious Tang Dynasty. In contrast, many things have undergone earth-shaking changes.

First of all, the place names here have already been changed to pieces. Qingxia has to work hard to combine every piece of land here with the map in her memory, just like when she first learned a foreign language.Secondly, the changes in the regime have changed the territory here, and the four countries have been fighting each other year after year, restraining each other but relying on each other.Affected by the flames of war, the towns in the center of Shikoku shrunk and became smaller and smaller in the strategy of strengthening the walls and clearing the country again and again, and finally even disappeared. Even the ruins of the walls were buried deep underground in the torrent of time.

Towering trees and barren weeds grew in the once prosperous market, and the fertile land became a wasteland. The flesh and blood of soldiers and the bones of women and children also became the best fertilizer for these weeds.

Walking on the barren grassland, Qing Xia felt panic in her heart, it shouldn't be like this.When did such a large grassland appear in the land of the Central Plains, it must be said that it is an irony.At this moment, she even began to understand the father of this body. War is like a giant man-eating beast, devouring the blood and tears of the whole world.She had been trying hard to escape in that golden cage, but after she escaped, she suddenly discovered the cruelty of reality.

For war, she has seen too much, she thought her heart had already been numb, but in fact, she didn't.

Qing Xia sat on the withered grass, lit a small bonfire, the horse lay beside her, dozing comfortably, snorting from time to time, very leisurely, Qing Xia took out the kettle, raised her head After taking a sip, he broke off some hardened dry food, barely filled his stomach, and was ready to rest.

Stumbling back with her hand, she suddenly touched something cold and hard, Qing Xia frowned and looked, and suddenly saw a sinister white bone.Qing Xia couldn't help frowning tightly, this is a slightly yellowish white leg bone, it looks very slender and short in length, it should belong to a child between ten and twelve years old.

His eyes swept around, and sure enough, there were still several messy bones.It seems that the child was dumped here after his death, and was bitten by wild dogs and wolves afterwards, so he became like this.

Pulling out the dagger from the boot, dug a small hole that wasn't too deep, just as Qing Xia was about to put some of the child's bones into it.Suddenly, another black skeleton appeared before Qing Xia's eyes.

It turned out that this place turned out to be the burial place of another deceased.

A feeling of desolation surged into my heart instantly, holding the child's bones, Qing Xia froze for a moment.

"Quick!" A low voice suddenly sounded, and Qingxia vigilantly picked up the silver sword that was put aside, which she bought in Huanchao Town. To dress up, I bought a pair of them to fill my appearance.

About 200 horses roared past on the official road in front of Qing Xia, although there were a lot of people, their voices were very small, as if they were deliberately suppressing them.At first glance, they are troops with strict military discipline after formal training. Although all of them are wearing brown short jackets, riding tall horses, with monochromatic bird feathers on their heads, they look sturdy and dress strangely, and they seem to be different from the legends. The Ludan people in southern Xinjiang are quite similar, but Qingxia can still tell at a glance that the opponent must be a regular army supported by the emperor.

Fortunately, the weeds are dense in the wilderness. Before Qingxia, she deliberately stayed away from the official road for safety. In addition, her horse seemed to have a different kind of spirituality, as if she knew that the visitor was not good, she lay on the ground with her eyes wide open, without saying a word .

"My lord!" A low shout sounded suddenly, and a rider came from the south, stopped in front of a team of more than 200 people, and said in a deep voice: "It's just twenty miles ahead, including the coachman and servants, a total of less than 30 people." [-] people."

"En." The leading man in brown clothes nodded, replied calmly, and said after pondering for a while, "Are there any other people around?"

"There are two teams of merchants following behind, but the villain has already made arrangements. They must not pass through Panyunnao within three days. Apart from them, there is only a young man dressed as a martial arts student who left the city yesterday. Please rest assured, my lord. "The little soldier who reported the letter looked very capable, and said in a deep voice quickly.

The leading adult nodded lightly, and asked again: "Have you found out the path?"

"My lord, please rest assured, I have marked the road along the way, and I will not admit my mistake."

"Okay." The leader said in a deep voice, "Let's go."

Everyone heard the words and followed behind without saying a word. More than 200 horses roared away, and they went away in a blink of an eye.

Qing Xia couldn't help but frown.She knew very well who they were referring to, and now she was just thinking about whether she had the ability to rescue her.

Large-scale weapon fighting has never been her specialty. Although she is agile, she is inferior in natural strength as a woman.To deal with such formally trained soldiers, she could barely face three of them head-on, and she had to fight quickly. Once a war of attrition started, it would be the prelude to her own defeat.

No matter how brave a warrior is, he can only face dozens of people. As in the movies and novels, there is no such thing as a man who can single-handedly challenge tens of thousands of troops.

For an agent, it is always safer to hide in the dark than in the open. Once you stand in front of people one day, it means that you may not live long. Nan Chu's failure is that Zhuang Qingxia has already caused Chu Li alertness.

Perhaps, you can change to a more roundabout way.

A sharp light flashed in Qing Xia's eyes, she stood up quickly, grabbed the rein of the horse, and said with a smile: "Brother, let's go."

The long-term melee and desolation, coupled with the fact that this place is located on the border of southern Xinjiang, and the rain is frequent, after hundreds of years of brewing, dozens of swamps of various sizes have emerged in the hinterland of the Central Plains.This is also the reason why Xihei Wilderness, a small place, has to meander for hundreds of miles.If there is no local as a guide, it is easy to fall into this biting swamp.

From this, Qing Xia can conclude more easily that these people are definitely not local barbarians, and they don't know what kind of enemy Zhong Bo and his party have offended, and it is worthy of the other party's huge momentum to assassinate them.

Qingxia has experienced countless dangerous terrains in her life, and she is even more proficient in dealing with this kind of swamp.How tricky her eyesight is, relying on her superhuman memory, she has been ahead of those people in a short while, cleverly changed a few signs left by the spies, and then hid in the dark and watched The group of people roared and rushed in the wrong direction.Qing Xia clapped her hands when she was done, and stood up from the grass. Even if these people didn't get lost and died in the swamp, it would still take three to five days to find the right way. This is considered a repayment to Uncle Zhong It's a life-saving grace.

After resting in the middle of the night, when I woke up in the morning, I felt refreshed. After walking for less than half an hour, I saw Zhong Bo and others walking slowly.She was originally in front of them, but because she wanted to mark the gang of murderers on the wrong path, she went in the wrong direction and fell behind.

Hearing a voice from behind, Zhong Bo poked his head out from the carriage, saw it was Qing Xia, greeted him with a light smile, "It's Miss Tang, why did you fall behind us again?"

"The terrain here is complicated, and I went the wrong way." Qing Xia replied with a smile. She was dressed in men's attire, her forehead was smooth, and her hair was not as long as the knees of the women here. Like a handsome young man.

"Old man, this is located in southern Xinjiang, where bandits and thieves are rampant, you should be careful."

Uncle Zhong was taken aback when he heard the words, raised his eyebrows a little, nodded and said, "Understood, thank you for reminding me, miss."

Qing Xia smiled and rode forward, when passing the third carriage, she suddenly heard a slight coughing sound, Qing Xia glanced sideways, and saw that the heavy green cloth cotton curtain moved gently with the carriage. Shaking, the white shadow flashed in the gap from time to time, and the sultry heat could be felt even from such a distance.

(End of this chapter)