52 A trip to southern Xinjiang

The southern border is located in the southeast of the human world, with abundant rain and abundant products. People here do not often communicate with the outside world to form a self-sufficient layout, and few outsiders step in.

People living in the local area still retain a lot of ancient customs. They do not belong to the rule of the empire and are under the leadership of tribal chiefs and priests. For example, each tribe has its own priests. Their status in the tribe is equivalent to the leadership status, and some are even higher than the patriarchs.

High attic platform in the air, people under the flowing stream. Although it is not as beautiful and rich as the fairyland, it is also a happy land in the world. The simple folk customs have been peaceful since there is no war under the common rule of several tribes. Several of them disguised as locals in order not to be recognized by outsiders and expose their identities.

Xiaowei dressed up as a man and changed into a man's clothes. The four of them are elegant. Even if they dress more ordinary, it is difficult to cover up their excellence. When walking on the street, men, women and children will stop looking at them when they see them passing by, and they can't stop looking at them without becoming the focus.

Several people came to the largest teahouse in the city, not to have a tea break, but to collect information. Here, fish and dragons are mixed with some valuable information that can be inquired out. They have a leisurely look on the faces of idle guests who drink tea like clouds and have a feeling of returning to nature. The elegant manner has attracted the attention of many tea guests. The people next to me forgot to talk and didn't feel that their tea was cold.

"It seems that we won't get any news today." Xiaowei whispered to them, a little disappointed.

"Wait a minute." Floating life still doesn't give up.

Suddenly, a group of people came up from downstairs, and a man in white stood up and laughed freely. As soon as he came up, he was stared at by Fusheng. The group of people chose a comfortable elegant room and did not go outside the hall, but this did not prevent the floating students from eavesdropping on their conversations. Fusheng gently wrapped his hand around the edge of the teacup without any trace. The scene of several people in the elegant room was printed on the tea water, and the few people looked as if they were really immersive.

A table of people sat in silence in front of the tea table, and their expressions were not solemn at all. The man in white held the tea and tasted it with a melancholy expression. A man in gray next to him patted him on the shoulder and comforted him:

"Brother Yun, let's see everything. How thinly the beauty of Princess Tianli is.

The man in white closed his eyes slightly, and a trace of sadness faded away. When you open your eyes, you will see the bright color again. There is nothing we can do. The great sacrifice of the ancients can bring people back to life. I'll beg him."

"Brother Yun, how can that strange old man talk to us? He is famous for his stubbornness. Even if God begs him, he may not be able to give him face.

"Then I have to try it, too. I can't live without Tianli."

"Son, go and beg them. It would be very bad if the prince knew about it. He won't allow you to do this." A subordinate standing with his head down persuaded him.

"Take him and press me down. He opposes me with Tianli. After he forced Tianli to death, I have nothing to do with him. If you dare to say it, I don't mind killing someone for Tianli. The man in white got up with his eyes full of anger. It was not just a threat that he really wanted to make such a decision.

How much hatred can make him become a killer in an instant? No one knows. They don't care about this, but listening to their conversation, it is what they are most concerned about. Next, they continued to talk:

"Brother Yun, don't get excited. What are your plans for the future? I heard that the high priest of the Wangu clan is not easy to find, and our clan has some festivals with them, which is just superficial harmony. Who knows when we two clans may be able to fight. The man in blue said.

"It's hard to find me and I have to find him. As for whether the two clans have a holiday or not, I can't care. It has nothing to do with me from now on." The man in white said.

"Brother Yun, do you really want to break away from the old prince?" Grey asked.

"It's not that I want to break up with him, it's a mistake from the beginning. He is not my father, and I can't afford to be his son. As soon as Bai Yi talked about his father, he was very excited. The fingertips of the teacup that he clenched tightly turned white. There is no way to hide his anger.

Floating life withdrew his spiritual power, and a smile rose from the corners of his mouth.

"Kung Fu pays off. My lord, we didn't wait for nothing." Yan Jun raised the teacup and put it in front of his nose and shook it gently without drinking. The person who saw it with elegant movements was even more crazy.

"Then what shall we do next?" Seeing that Yan Jun's charming appearance around him attracted a lot of attention and was afraid of exposing his goal. He wanted to leave immediately and discuss it slowly, but he did not dare to make a decision, and he had never liked the two adults, so even if he suggested them to leave, they would not agree with him. I can only ask about the next plan first.

Since the man said he wanted to look for it, we followed him. After all, he is better than us here. Fusheng put down the teacup and said slowly. At this time, the man in white came out of Yajian in a hurry and was not as leisurely as when he came just now, as if he was running away from something. After a while, I heard the bustling voices of people downstairs.

"Let go of me." A familiar voice sounded like a man in white who had just left in a hurry.

"Prince, don't resist. We are ordered by the prince to take you back. Please don't embarrass us." The man in official clothes said respectfully.

"Here comes our chance." Fu Sheng raised a smile and was about to fly down when Xiao Weisu stopped him.

"Let me do it." Xiaowei said to him. The only person who could deal with such a small occasion could cope with Fusheng's nod. He believed that she said something to her.

"We will wait for you under the banyan tree outside the city." The tone is not as cold as that of others. Only the little one will be so spoiled. As long as he can give it, it must be the best for her.

Xiaowei smiled tenderly at him, and there was unrepelled warmth in his smile. Completely ignore the other two people around them. It's not the first time for them to be regarded as air, but they still feel very uncomfortable. One is jealous, and the other is indifference after heartache. However, the two lovers did not find the psychology of others other than them, and they could only see each other in their own eyes.

There is no more time to consume, and the group of people below have taken people to leave. Xiao Wei flew downstairs and stood right in front of them to stop the way. At the same time, they left and went to the place where they meet to wait for Xiaowei.

"Who is it?" The group of people asked with a solemn and angry face.

Xiaowei's face can't be seen. Even in this way, it is difficult to cover her amazing face, which makes her have a hazy beauty. The light veil covers the face so that people in the demon world don't want to know that they have come to southern Xinjiang. That's why the face is covered with a light gauze.

"An unknown person. The man in white, I want it." Xiaowei said in a male voice.

"What a big tone, do you know who we are?" The group of people said arrogantly.

"It's just a group of people who rely on people." Xiaowei is still eloquent and does not give the other party any chance to return the mouth.

"How dare you insult the people of King Ling of the Qianling clan? Let's kill this boy together." A team of people rushed towards Xiaowei.

Xiaowei stood motionless in front of them, with a confident smile on his face, but no one could see this expression. People watching the hustle and bustle on the street think that this young man is scared. Their Qingling King is the supreme ruler of this clan and no one can desphem. Even the people in white think that he, the benefactor who has not yet saved him, will die soon.

When everyone believes that it is a tragedy, they can't bear to close their eyes and a young man of a fancy age is about to fall. Before the people around him came to their senses, he heard more than a dozen screams of "Ah, ah..." and fell down. When everyone opened their eyes, the dead bodies on the ground did not see the young man and the man in white.

"Ah, you...are you all right?" The man in white looked at Xiaowei in consternation. He couldn't believe that such a soft body hit such a group of people and took him away openly. Those were all his father's guards, but they were killed by one person in a second, and they went to the underworld to report before they saw her move.

"Of course it's okay." Xiaowei said.

"Oh? Thank you... thank you, hero." The man in white was stunned by how unfathomable the man beside him was

"No need!" Xiaowei said lightly.

"Huh? Hero, I don't know your name yet. In the future, I, Qing Lingyun, will repay the benefactor. The man in white said respectfully.

"No need!" Xiaowei didn't want to pay attention to him and pretended to leave. He looks like he has nothing to ask for.

"The hero should also let me know your appearance or name, and I will also have a thought in the future." Qing Lingyun is unyieliful.

Xiaowei undressed the veil, and the peerless face appeared in front of his eyes. Qing Lingyun's eyes suddenly brightened and the dead eyes, which had been dim, came to life.

"God... God..." I can't say anything superfluous after repeating this word all the time.

"What's your attitude?" Xiaowei frowned tightly. She couldn't help touching her face. Fortunately, it was complete.

"Tian, Tian Li? Tianli! It's really you." Qing Lingyun changed from the shock just now to joy and then cried with joy. The love of the person he thought about day and night did not leave him. Unexpectedly, they met here again, but how did he know that this person was not his sweetheart at all?

Qing Lingyun was going to hug Xiaowei. For too long, he couldn't feel the temperature of his lover. How could she hug her when she came back? However, to his surprise, Xiao Weiyi hit him with his palm. Although Xiao Wei didn't use all his strength, he couldn't stand it and fell to the ground in confusion. But the injury on his body is far less than the injury in his heart.

Xiaowei saw that he had a feeling of acquaintance now. Does he need more comfort at this time and regret that he attacked him? I want to come forward to help him up. But his bright eyes dimmed and the endless silence was contained in it. His head was deeply buried between his knees and sobbed. Fortunately, he also knows that crying is not afraid of heartache, but also afraid of heart death. Xiaowei didn't come forward to comfort him, and that kind of sadness could not be calmed down with words. She understands the taste of ultimate loss, such as the spread of venom until the end of life.

The furthest distance in the world is that there is still love but can't cross the boundary between life and death. How can the living endure the remaining loneliness?