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"Stop the boat!"
Xue Yao heard a strange voice coming from behind him, and quickly raised his eyes and asked the Khitan boy: "Are they wearing the armor of the Forbidden Army or the armor of the Tong Family Army?"
The young man asked in a low voice: "What's the difference?"
The ship behind him was already approaching, and Xue Yao had no time to explain.
The Khitan boy whispered: "Lend me your long sword."
This young man, who had been tortured by the desert and had a sallow complexion, actually wanted to fight against the crowd with one man. Xue Yao refused and said, "No need to do anything, I can handle it."
After saying that, Xue Yao turned around calmly and looked at the approaching ship.
There were a total of five soldiers on the ship, wearing leather armor from the Northwest Army.
"Aren't you back to Beijing?" Xue Yao put on the air of a commander and shouted to the soldiers on the boat.
The boat approached, and the leading soldier stared at Xue Yao coldly: "Who are you? Why are you crossing the river?"
Xue Yao replied in a neither humble nor arrogant manner: "I was ordered to cross the river to negotiate with the enemy under secret orders. The details cannot be disclosed."
The soldier asked: "Whose order? What proof is there?"
Xue Yao took out the pass token from his sleeve and showed it to several people.
The soldier reached out to take the token, lowered his head to check the engraving on the token, and looked up at Xue Yao coldly: "This is the seventh prince's token!"
"That's right." Xue Yao reached out to take back his token and replied calmly: "I was just following the prince's order to cross the river to negotiate."
"The Seventh Prince disappeared a few days ago, how could I give you an order?" The leading soldier shouted behind him: "Take him away!"
Two soldiers immediately jumped on Xue Yao's boat and drew their swords to his neck.
"How dare you!" Xue Yao boldly threatened the soldiers: "If you dare to touch me, the Seventh Prince will never let you off lightly!"
The soldier beside him sneered: "You seven princes have already fled back to the capital, so what if I touch you?"
Xue Yao squinted at the soldier.
The soldier sneered, raised his hand and pushed his shoulder, provoking: "So what if I touch you?"
"I will never forgive you lightly."
Hearing this familiar voice, Xue Yao froze and thought he was hallucinating!
The two soldiers beside him looked up at the sky at the same time - how could this sound fall from the sky?
"Whoosh, whoosh" Two invisible air currents passed by his side. The two soldiers beside Xue Yao had no time to scream and were pushed into the water by the air current!
The soldiers on the other boat looked up in horror - the white-haired figure in mid-air was approaching quickly!
Before they could draw their swords to resist, they were knocked into the water by a cane that looked like a swimming dragon.
When Xue Yao came back to his senses, he saw Lu Qian being held by a man in white, and they jumped into the boat together.
The man in white made no sound when he landed, and the seventh prince shook the ship when he landed.
Xue Yao couldn't tell whether what he saw was an illusion or reality. He stared at the little fat boy a few steps away without moving, and was speechless.
Lu Qian couldn't wait until his little companion rushed over to hug him, so he took the initiative to walk over. The boat shook with every step he took, and he walked up to his little companion and asked, "Yaoyao, why didn't you go back to Beijing?"
After only a few days of separation, Xue Yao felt that the Lu Qian in front of him was no longer the ignorant child he once was, not just because he had lost a lot of weight, but because he had some qualities that he had not seen before, but he could not describe them.
This huge and inexplicable difference made Xue Yao dare not reach out and hug the cub in front of him.
The original milky aura on Lu Qian's body that Xue Yao was familiar with was so light that it was hard for him to catch it, and the added sharp aura made him feel unfamiliar.
Lu Qian tilted his head and stared at his companion as he read.
According to the usual practice, the reasonable sequence of actions for the companion should be to hug His Highness, choke with sobs, and ask His Highness if he is hungry.
But Xue Yao didn't do anything, just stared at His Highness stupidly.
His Highness couldn't wait any longer and opened his arms to his little companion.
This gesture of hugging made Xue Yao subconsciously take a step closer to the seventh prince, wanting to reach out, but hesitated.
This little companion's hesitation in reading caused the confusion and annoyance in Lu Qian's eyes.
His Highness glanced around, looking for the reason why his little companion was reading abnormally.
The Khitan boy holding the lambskin water bag and dessert just jumped into His Highness's sight.
At the same time, Xue Yao heard the system warning: [Lu Qian¡¯s sense of security-6]
The Khitan prince felt something bad. The next moment, he saw the young man turning on his toes and walking towards him.
&? people.
As if waking up from a dream, he turned to look at the two strange men sitting opposite.
These two men are impressive and good-looking. One of them has white hair. Could it be that he is the old man with gray hair and childish face that the villagers call him? Doesn¡¯t your face look old?
Lu Qian raised his hand and introduced the two old men to his companion¡ª¡ª
First, he pointed to the master: "Senior Sword Master."
??????????? Then he pointed to Head Xu: ¡°With an uncle.¡±
"Hey!" Master Xu was furious: "I am Xu Qingchao, the ninth generation leader of Qinglong Sect! What an uncle!"
"Senior is the famous Sword Master?!" Xue Yao looked at the man with the immortal style in surprise. He really has the aura of a master!
Leader Xu, who was ignored infinitely: "Our Qinglong Sect is also famous in the world! Have you only heard of Sword Master?"
"The name of the Sword Master is like thunder." The Khitan prince, who had been pretending to be dead for a long time, couldn't help but look at the Sword Master in surprise: "My father once asked for a book of Qingyuan Heart Techniques. I don't know if it is the original work of my predecessor. I was born late. I have practiced this mental method since I was a child and relied on the Qingyuan Mind Method to regulate my breath, so I was able to survive in that desert."
As if he were a transparent person, Master Xu looked at the sky speechlessly.
These ignorant brats!
It seems that the Qinglong Sect has not caused a bloody storm for too long!
"Can you resist hunger and thirst by practicing Qingyuan Mind Technique?" Xue Yao looked at the Khitan boy enviously: "Our seventh prince has only practiced Tai Chi Mind Technique, which is not that powerful. Fortunately, we met a caravan in the desert. "
¡¾Warning: Lu Qian's sense of security is -3. ¡¿
"???" Xue Yao turned to look at the petty fat boy who was "not that powerful".
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