Chapter 2321: Shibi Khan's shocking dream

Out of the block
Zhang Bairen has always lived in seclusion outside the fortress, but he has never really been out of the fortress, and has never really been to the Turkic base camp.
What is underwear?
Zhang Bairen has never worn underwear since he sacrificed the sun body!
All underwear can not withstand the domineering power of the sun fire, a little bit of the power of the sun fire leaks, and all of Zhang Bairen's clothes, silk and satin, etc., cannot withstand the power of the sun fire.
Even some personal jade and ornaments can not bear the slightest power leaked by the sun's fire.
Fortunately, the Ten Days Refining the Sky is quite mysterious, it can cover the whole body without the slightest spring light leaking, otherwise Zhang Bairen will be miserable.
With the soles of his feet bare, Zhang Bairen walked slowly towards Saibei, stepping on the slightly yellow grass.
Just going to meet the newly promoted Turkic strong man, if the Turk is unstable, Zhuojun will also be turbulent, this kind of thing Zhang Bairen will never tolerate it.
With his hands on his back, Zhang Bairen's eyes showed a glimmer of light, and after a while he sighed slightly: "A great war is inevitable! In this world, the strong is respected. If you don't convince the Turkic strong, the small Turkic moves are absolutely not It will go away."
"It's interesting!" Walking in the grassland, Zhang Bairen actually felt the aura of the sandworm.
Sandworms transformed by quicksand talisman.
Outside the Great Wall
Turkic Account
Shibi Khan sat upright, looking at the map in his hand, and said nothing for a long time.
After a while, I heard a rush of footsteps, and then a man in animal skins walked in and whispered in Shibi Khan's ear.
Shibi Khan moved his eyes when he heard the words, and then whispered: "Really?"
"Naturally, you can't fake it!" The guard said with a serious expression.
Shibi Khan's eyes flickered when he heard the words, and then he smiled coldly: "He is really courageous."
After speaking, I quickly wrote on the case table, and handed the note to the guard on one side: "Handing the note to Servant Huaien, I was about to see if Sergio Huaien's methods were really that powerful."
Zhang Bairen walked for a while, and suddenly he only heard the crowd boiling in the distance, and the jingle of bells rang.
A caravan came from Middle-Earth and headed towards the depths of the grassland.
A large caravan with at least seven or eight hundred people.
There has never been a lack of people who can add blood to the tip of a knife. There is always a group of people who speculate and make war fortune.
Nowadays in the great chaos in China, all items have risen to a sky-high price. After these items are shipped to the Turks, they can be sold at a sky-high price.
Sometimes the Turks simply can't afford it, so they can only go to Middle-earth to looting.
In Turks, the outcome of Han Chinese may be death, being tortured and killed by Turkic soldiers. But there is one kind of Han who is not in this list, that is, merchants who walked in Turkic and Middle-earth.
Such merchants would sell Turkic goods to Middle-earth, and Middle-earth goods to Turks. Tens of times, hundreds of times of profit.
Although these merchants are Han, they will never be killed by the Turks. Not only will not be killed by the Turks, but will be treated as a guest.
Those who can walk the Turkic line are not ordinary caravans. Behind each caravan stands an ancient family and clan, whose power is terrifying. Even Turkic people never dare to turn their faces at will.
Zhang Bairen's speed is very fast. Compared with Zhang Bairen's advance, these caravans have become snails. At this time, a caravan guy has sharp eyes and has already seen Zhang Bairen's trail: "Look, how come that person went to Turk alone, isn't he afraid of death?"
After a word fell, everyone in the caravan looked back and snorted coldly: "Don't worry about messing up your upper body!"
The manager's eyes flickered, and he looked up and down Zhang Bairen, but he couldn't see the slightest energy around Zhang Bairen's body, and there was a gleam in his eyes: "The strong!"
Those who dare to go to Turks alone and walk in the grassland tribes are all peerless strong men.
"This Xiongtai, the grassland is very windy and sandy, and it is easy to get lost. How about Xiongtai walking with me and others?" The steward walked over, his eyes full of flattering taste.
"Which caravan are you?" Zhang Bairen didn't look back, still bowed his head and continued on the road.
"I'm waiting for the Zheng's caravan in Hexi, and I'm about to go to Turke to send a batch of supplies," the steward smiled.
Zhang Bairen shook his head: "I just go by myself, I don't like walking with others!"
Seeing this, the Zheng family manager shook his head with a wry smile: "Well, if you encounter any difficulties in the grassland, just say hello. My Zheng family walks the grassland all the year round, and Bi Khan wants to sell me a bit of face."
Hearing this, Zhang Bairen suddenly curled up at the corners of his mouth, revealing a smile, but the smile fell in the steward’s eyes, how weird it looks:
"Can you solve my troubles?"
"In this grassland, there is nothing that the Zheng family can't do without me!" The steward looked proud, and got rid of the impropriety in his heart. Dignified Zheng, who would he be afraid of?
Zhang Bairen nodded when he heard the words, "Okay, I have a friend in Shibi Khan's hometown, and I have to bother you to send my friend back to Middle-earth. Things are golden, what do you think?"
"This is a deal!" Three hundred taels of gold is by no means a small amount, and such transactions do not need to be reported to the owner, and can be collected in their own pockets.
Zhang Bairen nodded when he heard the words: "If this is the case, then I will wait for you in Turk!"
At the realm of Zhang Bairen, Qiu Feng hadn't moved the cicada beforehand, and he had a premonition before he started to do one thing.
Although Princess Yicheng didn't say anything, Zhang Bairen, who was inexplicable, knew that it was the Princess Yicheng who wanted to return to Middle-earth, so she invited herself.
This is an induction, an inexplicable induction.
"See you in the account of the Turkic King!"
Zhang Bairen waved his hand and stepped slowly. It was already ten miles away, and a few flickers of his figure disappeared.
"A strong cultivation base, being able to make friends with such a strong person is the only way for a family to survive!" The steward shook his head.
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The Turkic King
The guards heard the exclamation from Wang's account, and none of them moved like a mountain, as if it were a statue of a statue.
Everyone can see this situation every day. Since that time when Bi Khan returned from Yanmen Pass, such things have often happened.
"Huh~~~" Sibi Khan sat up in his sleep, his eyes full of horror and exhaustion!
tired!
Endless exhaustion poured into my heart. Zhang Bairen's earth-shaking sword in front of Yanmen Pass wounded Sibi Khan's soul and became Shibi Khan's nightmare.
At midnight, Habitat would wake up from his sleep. The figure in the purple robe in his sleep, holding a long sword across thousands of horses, came to his house, and slashed his soul with one sword.
This dream repeats for too long, it repeats every day! Exactly the same! It's scary, but there is no way.