The night in the desert is as cold as winter, and the huge crescent moon seems to be above the head, within reach.

The golden sand particles are no longer soft after being coated with a layer of silver light, but become extremely hard. The soles of the shoes will feel a little uncomfortable.

But for the old man with a hard body, this is obviously nothing.

Walking alone in the desert under the moon, the old man with dry skin and black clothes looked like a walking corpse. Occasionally, the goshawk hovering over the desert suddenly flapping his wings and flying higher and higher when he saw him, as if he instinctively noticed a trace of danger.

The old man suddenly paused his feet, looked up at the goshawk that turned into a black spot, and took a deep breath with his hook nose.

He smelled the scent of rotten corpse, but he didn't seem to be repulsive. Instead, he took a few more mouthfuls as if he was enjoying it, and determined the source direction of the smell.

Several jackals and mountain eagles who had been hungry for unknown periods on the wasteland were living in harmony, and were crazily devouring the delicious meal in front of them.

And their delicious meal was the sand bandits who rushed into Zhang Xiaodaodao.com earlier.

This small mountain of minced meat is now half short, more like a small slope. The wealthy wolf and the mountain eagle were filled with pus and looked extremely terrifying.

Before the old man came to the small slope of minced meat, the wild beast that seemed reluctant to give up opened its bloody mouth, and its hideous appearance was very scary.

However, the old man was naturally more terrifying than them. He just whispered: "Get out" and the beasts noticed the terrifying aura of dangerous life and fled one after another.

The old man half-squatted down, picked up a bloody arm, looked at the unrecognizable limbs that were torn by the beasts and frowned, and threw them aside.

Then he repeated the movement just now, picking up the disgusting stinking and observing carefully.

Not long after, the old man stood up, took out a black handkerchief, wiped his hands, threw it in the hill, looked at the east, and whispered: "It seems that you have made progress again."

After saying this, he began to walk towards the east. As he gradually moved away, the group of wild beasts that had not gone far back and happily started to eat delicious food.

I believe that as long as a gust of wind blows tomorrow morning, there will be no broken limbs and only endless desolation here.

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There is an oasis in the eastern desert, and there are many towns above the oasis. The desert in the extreme east leads to the great wilderness. Some desert people are willing to cross the desert to exchange some goods here, which is considered a border area of ​​the Western Regions.

With the help of Zhang Xiaodao, the Nalan caravan successfully escaped and returned the lost goods. This thrilling journey came to an end after entering Sandhammer Town to deliver the goods.

Zhang Xiaodao will also embark on his journey into the Great Wilderness after a short rest.

The owner of the Nalan caravan naturally understood that Zhang Xiaodao was definitely not called Kuaha Youdao, he was definitely not a loner, and there was no elderly mother in his family. He must be a big man!

But no matter how they wanted to break their heads, they would not guess that Zhang Xiaodao was from the Shengtang. They just wanted to invite Zhang Xiaodao. I hope they could have a closer relationship with this big man.

However, when Zhang Xiaodao came to the restaurant's only restaurant that counted as Zhang Xiaodao, he found that the atmosphere of the banquet seemed not so good.

Under the pressure of the sand bandits, all the rest except Nalan Dabo and Luo Ming chose to remain silent. Silence is sometimes a kind of agreement. The shirks responsibility, and in their opinion, most of this responsibility has to be resisted on Luo Zhi's shoulders, because Luo Zhi spoke to let Nalan Chu die in exchange for their lives.

However, in fact, on the way back, Nalan Chu would not even look at anyone else, except talking to Zhang Xiaodao and as always with Nalan Daboroming.

Nalan Chu's grudges were clearly distinguished and his neat personality left a deep impression on Zhang Xiaodao, but he was about to leave the Western Regions, and he might just never see him again.

After Zhang Xiaodao sat down, the atmosphere at the banquet improved a little. Everyone was cheering and drinking. Luo Zhi sat next to Zhang Xiaodao with a smile on his face and flattered her on the left. Nalan Chu, who was sitting on the right, frowned frequently.

When Zhang Xiaodao faced Luo Zhi's flattery, he just echoed it without any disgust and did not show any disgust. However, this casual attitude was actually the greatest disgust.

Luo Zhi saw that Zhang Xiaodao ignored her love, and gradually lost her original enthusiasm. People got drunk before drinking much.

After he got drunk, the atmosphere at the banquet improved.

Zhang Xiaodao looked at Nalan Chu who had not spoken and found that she had light makeup today. The heroic and cool smell was less, but more tender.

He picked up the wine glass, scratched his head, and said nothing, "Come on, let's go."

Nalan Chu picked up a glass with a corner missing, and ran into Zhang Xiaodao, raised his white neck and stuffed it.

Seeing Nalan Chu like this, Zhang Xiaodao naturally had to keep up with the rhythm.

But as soon as he finished drinking this glass, Nalan Chu filled the glasses of the two of them again and said, "Go one more." As he said that, he also drank this glass.

Zhang Xiaodao killed this cup, Nalan Chu stretched out his white palm with a beautiful bracelet, picked up the wine pot, filled it again, and said, "Damn!"

Zhang Xiaodao was stunned, but he still got the cup, but Nalan Chu had no intention of stopping.

At this time, Uncle Nalan said, "Drink less."

Nalan Chu didn't know anything about it. This time he didn't ask Zhang Xiaodao to drink, but instead had another drink on his own.

Zhang Xiaodao looked at Nalan Chu's side face silently and found that the exquisite face was particularly calm, without any emotion.

But the more this happens, the more Zhang Xiaodao understood that the anger she had suppressed for a long time had already boiled.

It is not an exaggeration to describe the desolation of the relatives, especially when they are betrayed by the few closest people.

It is already unavoidable for Nalan Chu to accept it calmly when he was betrayed by everyone in the desert and to sacrifice himself. It is natural that the emotional outbreaks over the years are inevitable.

Zhang Xiaodao picked up the wine pot not far away and said, "I'll drink with you."

The three middle-aged men from the Nalan family on the table looked awkward, but they had to lower their heads.

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After the embarrassing dinner, drinking was not over.

Zhang Xiaodao, who was already preparing to go to bed, heard the knock on the door. When he opened it, he saw Nalanchu, whose cheeks were red, carrying two jars of strong wine.

Zhang Xiaodao had already drunk a lot just now, but at this time he had a split headache and couldn't help but ask weakly: "Can you not drink it?"

Nalan Chu said simply and directly, but powerfully: "No!"

Zhang Xiaodao said helplessly: "Then come in."

Nalan Chu said: "Go out and drink."

Zhang Xiaodao scratched his head and said, "It's very cold outside."

Nalan Chu still said simply: "Wear a cotton jacket."

Zhang Xiaodao put on a cotton jacket. He followed Nalanchu's footsteps and walked out of the simple inn along the way. He saw him coming to the back of a courtyard in an alley.

Nalan was familiar with the experience of the passage and moved a ladder. The two of them climbed onto the roof and opened the spirits. A spicy smell suddenly came out.

Zhang Xiaodao always thought he could drink very well. From the past drinks with friends such as Chen Qingzhu, he always drank the person who was confused but did not fall down until the end.

But today I saw Nalan Chu holding the jar and starting to pour it, but it didn't leak a drop, and I couldn't help but feel afraid and said, "Slow down. Slow down."

Nalan Chu naturally would not listen to Zhang Xiaodao's words, and his hands kept the height of the wine jar smoothly. Finally, amber wine overflowed from the corner of her mouth.

Zhang Xiaodao's expression became solemn. Tonight, the night turned yellow, the wind was howling, and the sky was covered with yellow sand. He sat on the roof and watched a Nalan Chu drink wine. Suddenly, he still underestimated the pain in her heart.

Nalan Chu seemed to feel Zhang Xiaodao's gaze at her, and finally put down the wine jar. Rubbed the wine that flowed to her neck, and asked, "What is your real name?"

Zhang Xiaodao replied: "Zhang Xiaodao."

Nalan Chu frowned, and Zhang Xiaodao raised his eyebrows. Recently, he found that his name seemed a little famous. He couldn't help but think of Nalan Chu knowing who Zhang Xiaodao was, in order to satisfy his little vanity.

However, Nalan Chu's brows immediately stretched out again, and the answer given to Zhang Xiaodao was the word "Oh".

Zhang Xiaodao raised the wine jar and took a sip. Nalan Chu asked, "Are you a native of the Tang Dynasty?"

This is a sensitive topic, but Zhang Xiaodao still chose to nod honestly.

"Then what are you doing in the Western Regions?"

"I'll come to the Western Regions to make trouble."

Nalan Chu seemed to be interested in this topic and asked, "Then why are you leaving now?"

"I've finished the trouble. I'll leave naturally."

"Return to the prosperous Tang Dynasty?"

Zhang Xiaodao nodded and looked in the direction of Shengtang and smiled.

I don’t know how to think about this thing about home. I know how to think about it once I leave. Zhang Xiaodao can’t wait to return to the prosperous Tang Dynasty.

Seeing Zhang Xiaodao's heart was coming home, Nalan Chu started to drink wine again.

Zhang Xiaodao looked at Nalan Chu. The home she was thinking about was no longer home. No wonder she found herself drinking, so he picked up the wine jar and poured it into his mouth.

After taking this big gulp, Nalan Chu calmly but decided, "I can't stay in this family anymore."

Zhang Xiaodao looked at Nalan Chu. Nalan Chu took a deep breath and said, "Are we friends?"

"Of course." Zhang Xiaodao replied.

"I have nowhere to go, you can take me to the prosperous Tang Dynasty."

Zhang Xiaodao frowned, but said no more nonsense: "Okay."

Nalan Chu smiled slightly, and a howling wind blew up, blew her neat short hair. The two of them raised the wine jar and touched it gently, and continued to drink.

After making a major decision happily, Zhang Xiaodao and Nalan Chu did not speak anymore, and only the sound of "gudong,gudong" was left on the eaves.

This night ended with Zhang Xiaodao pouring Nalan Chu on the eaves.

After Zhang Xiaodao stroked his forehead, shook his head and smiled silly.

He didn't say anything to comfort Nalan Chu tonight, but he knew that when his friend was injured, he didn't need to say too much. Silent company is the best way! (To be continued...)
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