The dead branches like a horned dragon gradually changed in Li Luo's eyes. Each branch and leaf slowly connected together, as if they came to life in the blink of an eye, becoming more and more familiar to Li Luo.

.At this moment, in Li Luo's eyes, the half-dead Populus euphratica tree was entangled with a black snake dancing with dragons and phoenixes. It was rugged and coiled, and was very similar to the strange snake-shaped pattern on the Minghong Guilun in Li Luo's palm.

Li Luo's eyes narrowed slightly and he stared intently at these dead branches of Populus euphratica. The snake-like shape of the dead branches must be a coincidence and cannot be faked, but he didn't know if what Mo Qing was standing under the tree looking at that day was what Li Luo was looking at right now.

.Perhaps Mo Qing was just in a daze, or planning how to plot against Li Luo, and did not pay attention to this naturally formed snake-shaped pattern.

This pattern is like a ghost that always appears in Li Luo's sight inadvertently. There is also a bow and arrow used by a soldier from a tribe in Caohai that is not yet known. There are similar but much simpler snakes on the arrow feathers.

In terms of shape pictures, Li Ji has no conclusive answer as to what this pattern represents, or whether it is nothing at all. He will have to wait for some time before we can get any clues.

Li Luo withdrew his gaze and looked back at the situation in the yard.

The traces of that night's battle were almost invisible after being eroded by the wind and sand in the following months. Now all that is left in Xiu Tong City is an ordinary dilapidated courtyard. A few years later, if someone comes again, I am afraid no one will guess that there was a

On the bank of Songhai, the beautiful lady accompanied by flowing flowers stayed here.

The door of the house was locked, and Li Luoyun broke the latch with force and walked into the house. The dust in the yard had fallen to the ground, but the dust in the house was still floating, which made people's nose feel itchy and couldn't help but

Want to sneeze.

The ground is covered with dust, about an inch thick. The tables and chairs in the house are still there, as are the teacups and teapots. It seems that they are still in the same condition as when the people who lived here left, but they are all covered with dust. They have been there for many days.

No one is cleaning anymore.

Li Luo looked at the tables and chairs in the room, and suddenly a quiet picture of a beautiful woman playing the piano was painted in his mind. Listening to the piano and knowing one's heart, this kind of piano skill may be what was written in Songhai's song, raising eyebrows to attract all the ministers, smiling at the clouds;

Qin Jing's small building, listening to the appearance of Ri Gui. But why such a woman wanted to get involved in this dispute, voluntarily or forced, Li Luo didn't know, but as long as Mo Qing is still alive, one day the two of them will

I'll see you again, maybe I can ask.

The Su Xiaolou Privy Council on the bank of Songhai had already sent people to keep an eye on her, but since Xiu Tong said goodbye, Mo Qing seemed to have disappeared from the world. No one saw her again, and she never returned to Su Xiaolou.

Li Luo raised his eyebrows and reached out to gently brush away the dust on the table. There was a word under the dust. I don't know who carved the word "hate" on the corner of the table with a knife.

The characters are small, yet deep into the wood, and there are signs of slight trembling when outlining. The person who carved this character must have been very agitated and furious at that moment, and could only rely on carving to relieve the hatred in his heart.

This character must have been carved on it by Mo Qing or someone who lived here after her, but Li Luo felt that this character was carved by Mo Qing.

Li Luo frowned. With such hatred, Lan Xiaohe and Li Luo had a grudge against killing their brothers. Maybe Mo Qing wanted to avenge his maid. Also, Mo Qing wanted to learn gambling skills. There was determination and no hesitation in his expression.

, there must be many stories hidden behind it.

Li Luo shook his head, threw away these thoughts, wiped out the word "hate" with dust, turned around and left the room. As for the house where he was attacked that day, Li Luo did not go back. This yard was like these dust

Likewise, it should be buried in the past.

Li Luo returned to the Shaolai Building. The food and grass had almost been gathered, which was enough for the soldiers for more than half a month. Seeing Li Luo come back, Yuan Jun stepped forward and took something out of his arms, and said solemnly: "General, please

Look at this thing.”

Li Luo took it in his hand and took it lightly. It was something like brocade and silk. After unfolding it, it was a map. Xiu Tong City was also in this map. In addition to Daganbei Prefecture, many territories to the north of Xiu Tong City were also included.

was marked.

This is a map centered on Xiu Tong City, covering Daganbei Prefecture and part of Caohai. Although it is a bit rough, it is better than the headless collision of the Northern Expedition Army. The value of this map is far greater than that of Shaolai Louqian.

On top of food and grass.

"Where did you get it?"

"It was given by him." Yuan Jun gestured to a middle-aged man standing not far away, "He claims to be the shopkeeper of Shaolailou."

"What do you want?"

"Yes, he asked the general to open the fence and spare the lives of the people in the city."

Li Luo's expression remained unchanged, and he quietly looked at the respectful and somewhat dull shopkeeper of Shaolailou. For such an unusual Shaolailou to stand tall in Mobei and survive the wind and sand without falling, the power behind it must not be underestimated.

"General, do you want to see him?"

Li Luo thought for a while and said: "No need, he is just a messenger, telling him that the lives of the people in the city are not in danger for the time being."

"General, I will obey." Yuan Jun clasped his fists and saluted, and went over to say a few words to the shopkeeper of Shaolailou. The middle-aged man saluted repeatedly and was very grateful. He turned to look at Li Luo, but Li Luo turned his attention to

Elsewhere, it seemed that the middle-aged man's somewhat eager eyes were not noticed.

With all the food and grass ready, the generals packed up and left Xiu Tong City. Li Luo kept his promise and did not kill anyone more. However, Li Luo did not order his soldiers to bury the corpses of those Luoyun soldiers, so he just threw them in front of Shaolai Building, maybe

Demonstration, maybe just too lazy to dig a pit.

The generals took away several civilians from Xiu Tong City who knew the path of Caohai, partly through coercion and partly through inducement. Coincidentally, Kuai Dao Pang Xiang was also among them.

The soldiers are not in danger. These Xiu and the common people have been separated by the soldiers. Now they have to be on guard in Mobei. If these guides have the intention of death and point out a fork in the road, then the 40,000 soldiers will probably be very dangerous.

.

Confirming the advice of the Xiutong people and the map obtained in their hands, Caohai was right in front of the Northern Expedition army.

Yellow sand is everywhere, it's been seven days.

There is nothing in this barren land, with very few trees and very little grass, but even so, there are still animals and birds living tenaciously in this desolate Gobi desert.

The Northern Expedition army once passed by a sea of ​​white sand. It was really a dead place. There was nothing but sand and rocks, not to mention trees, and not even grass roots could be seen.

The name of that sand sea is White Salt Sea. Li Luo remembered that someone had mentioned that Mobei Danji could squeeze out two ounces of oil from the White Salt Sea. After seeing the White Salt Sea, Li Luo could probably guess it.

Danji's business methods. Danji is not only a businessman, but also a gambler. He bets that Li will die and Dagan will die.
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