Ma'am, I'm afraid when you come [AA]

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Chapter 40: I'm not one who can't stand the storm. ......

"Sacrifice to the gods? Xia Feng repeated, 'creaking' in his heart, suddenly remembering those ethereal legends on the grassland, remembering Wang Mao's nonsense before falling off the cliff, holding the halberd's right hand clenched, turning his head to look to the side.

Xiao Mingchen was staring at the several Qiang elders kneeling on the ground, his eyes were scattered, his expression was wooden, and he didn't know what he was thinking. Sensing the gaze that came straight over, he raised his eyes to look at Xia Feng.

He seemed to want to smile softly, but pulled the corners of his mouth slightly but did not laugh.

"That is, it's the Great Khan, he..." Whitebeard swallowed his spit and continued, "The Great Khan he doesn't know what he has been tempted by, I have to say that the Heavenly God appreciates the beauty of the Holy Lady, as long as... As long as the holy girl is sacrificed to the heavenly gods, we can bless our people to sweep across the desert and blessed for a long time.

Xia Feng raised his halberd and pointed directly at the three inches in front of the white beard: "How to offer, burn to ashes?" "

In... On the altar of Ke Wolf Mountain after the first snow of winter, the saint is thrown into the sacrificial furnace. The Holy Virgin, the Holy Lady ascends to heaven, and the heavenly gods will come. The whitebeard took a few steps back, lying on the ground and not daring to raise his head.

Qian Shan was confused when she heard this, and reached out and pinched Yu Handan's arm fiercely. Yu Han grinned in pain, looked at Xia Feng's face that was so heavy that he could wring out water, shook his head and did not dare to say more.

"What year did the saint die? Did she go to Daqing before she died, but did she marry and have children? Whitebeard

became even more screaming when he heard this, and he opened his mouth several times but could not speak, shaking his old body violently. The elder kneeling beside him spoke, "Died in the first snow twenty years ago. No, the saint is the purest spirit in the world, and she has never stepped out of the snow in her life, how can she let mortals defile.

Xia Feng looked up at the sky, under the gray and blue sky dome, the handsome flag on a black background in gold and black was hunting. The cold wind blew away the bloody atmosphere that permeated everywhere, and the generals in the northwest were clean and spirited.

Xiao Mingchen stood in the blood on the ground, without joy or sorrow, silent, and incompatible with the entire living world.

The boss did not speak, no one dared to speak, there was silence around him, Xia Feng was silent for a long time, and said, "Let them go." Yu Handan, count the casualties, arrange the rotation defense, let's rest here for the night, and return tomorrow. "

Yes.

"Qianshan, you take people around to see if there are any suspicious people. Order a team of good brothers, even if you turn over the sand within a hundred miles, you must find Wang Mao! Xia Feng said hatefully: "This old Wang Ba is stirring up shit everywhere, he lives for a day, and others don't want to be safe."

Qian Shan said suspiciously: "Great Shuai, can you be sure that it is Wang Mao?" That day, you left someone to search under the cliff, but how could he escape the fierce wind's search?

"Li Feng didn't find the body, I'm sure it was him." Xia Feng said and stopped paying attention to her, walked to Xiao Mingchen, who was stunned, held his cold hands, and said softly: "Your Highness, please come with me."

Xiao Mingchen looked down at her like waking up from a dream, a pair of beautiful eyes containing indescribable emotions, and said with difficulty: "Good."

"The Qiang people advocate freedom and nature, and have always retained the habit of living by water and grass, so there is no palace city in the capital, even Naiman lives in tents. Xia Feng took him into the king's tent, pulled out two cushions at random, and the two sat opposite each other.

Seeing Xiao Mingchen's white lips, she handed him the water bladder she carried with her: "You drink some water first."

Xiao Mingchen took a sip of this water bladder and asked, "Is King Khan's golden tent in the royal capital at the foot of the Tianshan Mountain?"

"No, it's just a saying, how can a person like this have a fixed residence that people covet." There is indeed a Qiang royal capital at the foot of the Tianshan Mountain, but there is no golden tent. The king's tent discarded one, and immediately there will be the next, which is also related to the habits of the steppe people.

Xia Feng looked at the eyebrows of the person on the other side like a painting, and suddenly didn't know what to say. She guessed what happened back then, and she had already dispelled her doubts about Xiao Mingchen.

However, even though there were a thousand words in his heart, under Xiao Mingchen's calm and shallow eyes, none of them could be easily pronounced.

The wind was shivering, and the two sat in the king's tent, silent against each other.

Xiao Mingchen accompanied the army for the first time, and was tossed to the point of poor spirits, a confusing life, Xia Feng who wanted to talk and stop, and the mysterious and weird legend of the Qiang people. One by one, one by one, pressed on the heart, disturbing the physical and mental exhaustion.

He absentmindedly lowered his head to drink water, and for a moment accidentally drank his breath and coughed violently.

"How? Xia Feng hurriedly supported him and said worriedly, "You're too tired, take a break."

Xiao Mingchen's face turned slightly red, he slowly gasped a few times, straightened out his breath, and said, "A Feng, you have something to say to me about the Qiang Holy Daughter, right?"

"She..." Xia Feng really didn't know how to speak.

How to say, do you directly tell Xiao Mingchen that you once doubted him?

This time he went deep into the desert, not only to find Nai Man to take revenge, but more importantly, Xia Feng wanted to take this opportunity to find out Xiao Mingchen's background. And, dispel your own concerns.

Now that the worries were dispelled, Xia Feng's heart floated in his heart. Especially seeing His Royal Highness King Ning supporting this weak body and eating sand with himself in the desert, Xia Feng said that it was false that he was not distressed.

She was at war in her heart, and before she handed over a reason, she suddenly heard Qian Shan's hurried voice outside the tent: "Great handsome, they found an altar in the back, gloomy and very strange."

Qian Shan entered the tent, noticed the abnormal atmosphere between the two, and said curiously: "What are you doing?" Why is His Highness's face so bad? "

Shut up," Xia Feng stood up, "What's going on?"

"The altar seems to be enshrined with the Qiang holy daughter, and I arrested a few Qiang people who didn't have time to run, and they said that what they said was very angry with the heavens, and the heavenly gods wanted to punish them." Qian Shan was unimpressed, "Strange power chaotic god, isn't this all nonsense?"

"I'll take a look. Xia Feng's eyebrows were cold, and he turned around to get out.

"Wait, ahem, I'll go too. Xiao Mingchen stumbled to his feet, looked at her rejection, and said seriously: "A Feng, people can't control their origins, the grievances of their ancestors, who is right and who is wrong, and it is not for me to decide." But I'm not one who can't stand the storm, you don't have to be so careful.

Xia Feng was worried all day, but his heart was soothed by his few words.

It is probably because His Royal Highness King Ning's image of being sick and weak on weekdays is deeply rooted in people's hearts, and Xia Feng always unconsciously wants to take care of it. So much so that he forgot that Xiao Mingchen was born in the court, grew up in the society, and carried thousands of people on his shoulders, how could he be trapped in himself?

The altar is located in the stone circle two miles outside the city of Zhizhi, and the layers of stone circles are strangely shaped, blocking the already stingy sunlight of the desert.

"What are the tastes of the Qiang people? Qian Shan led the way in front, and was crushed by the heads of snakes of different shapes, "Fortunately, there are no snakes here, otherwise I will be disgusted to death."

Her words fell, and a dark and shiny belly snake 'whimpered' and spit letters from behind the stone statue, and when she saw the person coming, she shrank back.

"Ah! How could there be such a thing? Qian Shan's soft sword swung out, and a sword cut into the stone wall, and the snake was long gone.

Xiao Mingchen was not frightened by the snake, but was shocked by her voice, and Xia Feng's side was often leaned on with a white face.

Xia Feng couldn't stand it, and frowned: "You stop stopping, this snake is highly poisonous, don't recruit them all." "

There is a cave inside the stone circle, and the circular altar with different styles is full of intricate patterns, and the colors are dull and rough, as if they have gone through countless years of wind and rainFight, only the years are left to decay.

The moon-shaped altar in the center of the altar was mostly damaged, and the old glow was faintly visible.

Xia Feng and Xiao Mingchen approached the center, the faded stone statue on the altar was missing an arm, but the graceful face had not been damaged.

The stone statue of the saint Huairu looks at her grown son from twenty years.

Xiao Mingchen's fingers trembled slightly, and he raised his hand to gently touch the corner of the skirt of the stone statue, which was only half left. The stone statue seemed to carry life, turning slightly with the force of his fingers.

"It's an organ. Xia Feng held his finger, and the shadowy 'whoosh' sound intensified, Qian Shan "Ah" exclaimed, and she suddenly turned around.

Countless highly venomous snakes are spitting out bloody letters and crawling out from all directions.