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The prairie warrior took Qi Yan to an empty tent in the corner. Although the tent was small, it was very complete.
The warrior made an "eat" gesture to Qi Yan. Qi Yan nodded, and the latter left without saying a word.
Qi Yan took this opportunity to quickly wash the cloth and wipe off the blood stains on his body, changed into clean clothes from inside to outside, and untied the bandage on his forearm. Since he didn't have much rest in the past few days, the wound didn't heal well, but there was no serious inflammation. Qi Yan changed the medicine and put on a clean bandage, then lay down on the bed.
Her mind was in a mess, where did the money go? Even if he traveled day and night, it would take at least ten days to reach the capital. How should he stabilize the situation during this period?
Why is there a baby crying in Jiya's tent? With Nangong Rang's age and physical condition, the child cannot be his. No wonder Jiya is anxious to return to the grassland to visit her relatives
No wonder Anukin¡¯s attitude is so weird! No wonder he didn¡¯t see anyone from the Wei Kingdom when he came here. Maybe he had been silenced by Anujin or Jiya?
What about Nangong Wang? After committing such a serious crime, would he just follow Anukin and simply turn against him?
Qi Yan was exhausted from the past five days. She was worried about exposing her whereabouts, so she chose to travel at night. She couldn't sleep well in the wild during the day. She lay on the bed and smelled the familiar smell in the air, and her eyelids became heavier and heavier
I don¡¯t know how long she slept, but Qi Yan was woken up by the smell of meat. There was no one else in the tent. There was a roasted leg of lamb, a pot of kumiss and a plate of golden roasted naan on the low table.
Qi Yantan sat up, quickly came to the table and sat on the floor, used a small blade to cut the mutton, spread it on the roasted naan, sprinkled some chive sauce, and ate it with big mouthfuls.
"Uh!" With a mouthful of roasted naan stuck in his throat, Qi Yan's eyes widened as he looked at the person walking into the tent.
Qi Yan raised his fist and beat his chest, but his eyes were fixed on the visitor without blinking.
The other party sat silently opposite Qi Yan, took the bowl, poured a full glass of kumiss and handed it to Qi Yan, speaking in a strong and deep voice in standard and fluent prairie dialect: "Eat slowly."
Qi Yan took the wine bowl without hesitation and drank heavily, her eyes turning red as she drank.
The other party silently took the knife on the table and pulled out a piece of roasted naan to lay on it. He spread the mutton slices on the bag and carefully sprinkled a spoonful of chive sauce.
The person who came was very tall, more than two sizes older than Qi Yan. Both the knife for cutting meat and the spoon for scooping out chive sauce were slightly smaller in his hands. He was wearing a cowhide vest and a wolf skin. Wrapped half of the body - standard prairie people's dress.
There was not a single hair on the man's head, and it was covered with hideous scars, burns, knife wounds, and several dents from arrow wounds.
A scar started from the left side of the forehead, cut off the left eyebrow, crossed the left eye and stopped on the left cheek.
Big tears overflowed Qi Yan¡¯s eyes. Apart from Nangong Jingnu and her biological sister Xiaodie, this was the first time Qi Yan cried in front of others.
The man sitting opposite Qi Yan pushed the roasted naan covered with mutton in front of Qi Yan, and then raised his hand to pour her a bowl of kumiss. His thick arms were exposed to the air, and they were also covered with various scars. , it¡¯s hard to imagine what kind of tragic past this body has experienced.
When the man saw Qi Yan crying, he was no less moved than Qi Yan, but he didn't shed a single tear. He grinned, and a very innocent and honest smile bloomed on his ferocious face. His thick fingers dug around his neck and pulled out an oily hemp rope necklace with three pairs of starched wolf teeth pierced through it. It looked to be quite old.
Man: ¡°Where is the horn?¡±
The sun and the moon travel, time flies, I don¡¯t know who still remembers
There was once a pair of young boys exchanging gifts on this grassland.
Later they chose different paths between life and death. At that time, one of the teenagers carefully took out the wolf fang necklace around his neck, shook it, and asked: "Where is the horn?" Seeing his Anda coming out of his arms, He took out the gift he gave and smiled.
She thought that the separation would last forever.
He firmly believed that they would meet again.
Qi Yan lowered his head, raised his injured arm and clutched the skirt of his chest tightly, as if he could only breathe by breaking his chest open.
She left the horn in Wuming Valley with Bayin's name engraved on it, so she couldn't take it with her.
Even though she had known for a long time that her Anda was still alive, even though she had seen Bayin's appearance on the wanted poster, she still couldn't control herself when she actually saw it with her own eyes.
&nbs?: "You? Who are you?"
Bayin smiled "hehe", stretched out his tongue and licked the scar on his lip: "You will know soon."
Qi Yan: "Okay."
Bayin: "By the way, do you want to see your son? I have personally taught him riding skills for more than a year. Who did you entrust him to? He is so pampered that he doesn't even speak his native language! But you Don¡¯t worry, I will teach him well for you, but it¡¯s a pity that this child has not inherited your ability to communicate with horses.¡±
Qi Yan smiled, but her heart was in turmoil.
Sure enough, all the ominous premonitions came true!
The masked man deceived Bayin. The child was obviously Xiaodie's. The other party not only concealed his identity as a woman, but also put the child on his body What was his purpose? !
But Qi Yan couldn't explain it, just like the masked man expected.
Qi Yan was very disturbed by the "we" Bayin mentioned. Is it the masked man, Anukin or Jiya?
If the identity of my woman is known by the latter two, she will be even more passive!
This pair of ambitious brothers and sisters should not be underestimated. Their father Erihe was killed by Bayin himself, but they can still unite with Bayin It's terrible.
Where is Nangong Wang?
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