Chapter 1847: I beg a gust of wind, I beg a snow

In the middle of the road, I saw the snow in front of me.
Li Lai hurriedly asked the soldiers next to him, "Is the movement in front of him the emperor's car?"
The soldier also looked up and said, "Of course."
"..."
"His Majesty the Emperor personally led the troops to send troops to Reyue Bend this time, and he must razing the base camp of the sand bandits to the ground."
Li Lai smiled and said: "Yes, the emperor's majesty is superb, and he will surely succeed."
The people around were also excited, and they were riding horses and spurs. Everyone's speed was getting faster and faster. One of the lieutenants saw this situation. Yang Dai who countered the horse galloping said, "Master Yang, our original plan is the latest We have to arrive at Hot Moon Bend before the hour. It seems that we can arrive at about three quarters to the hour."
Yang Dai glanced around.
Enthusiasm.
He nodded, and then said: "Never relax, reach Hot Moon Bend earlier, we can launch the attack earlier, tell everyone, speed up!"
"Yes!"
The people around responded and moved forward at full speed.
Li Lai rode a horse, advancing at full speed among the crowd. The ice-skate-like wind continued to blow across his face, and he looked at the faintly appearing figure in front of him with cold light in his eyes.
The smile at the corner of his mouth gradually became cold.
"let's go……"
He murmured in his heart: "In this way, you can walk into the hot moon bend obediently."
Their speed is getting faster and faster, horseshoes in bursts, throwing up a large swath of snow and dust on the wasteland, covering the sky and the sun, covering the sky that was still clear.
The sky became cloudy.
Under the same sky, Long Tingyun was looking up at the sky.
This kind of weather is neither good nor bad.
A few days ago, it had been sunny, and even the wind brought a little warmth, blowing all the snow in the hot moon bend, and the ice on the road that worries Ulun the most. Ordinary people cannot walk.
But today...
It was originally sunny early in the morning, but at this time, it became cloudy.
It's neither cold nor hot.
Of course, as long as it is not cold, it is already good news for them.
At least this kind of weather won't let the ice on that road thicken again. In this way, as long as a man and horse are sent to guard it, there will be no worries.
He smiled.
And as soon as his laughter ceased, in the lobby behind him, there was an angry voice from Houtéhei
"what?!"
Long Tingyun glanced back.
In the lobby, Ulun told Houthihe of his decision. The latter's face was as dark as the sky at the moment. He gritted his teeth and said, "Boss, you don't know, today Shazhouwei is there. Already acted."
"..."
"The emperor brought his men and horses to kill us at Reyuewan!"
Ulun said: "Of course I know."
"Since you know, why let me guard that road?"
"..."
"You know, that road is not—"
"Second,"
Ulun put on a serious voice, patted his shoulder and said to him: "Why don't you understand what your brother means? The emperor has been the target of the emperor's concentrated attack on that road. How can they relax this time?"
"..."
"I arranged you on that path to trust you and let you deal with their main force."
"..."
"You must never disappoint my trust in you."
Hu Saihei angrily said: "Fart!"
His roar, like thunder, shook the entire lobby. When the people around saw him so angry, they were a little nervous and stood up.
"The master..."
"Second master, don't make mistakes."
"The two of you talk carefully."
Wulun's face turned cold when he saw him ranting like this. He looked at him coldly, and saw Hou Saihei angrily said: "Who doesn't know, they have walked that way last time and know how to return. What happened, how could it be possible to leave this time? They will definitely concentrate their forces on the road given by Jiang Qu this time!"
"..."
"Boss, you said clearly, don't you trust me?"
Ulun also sneered and said, "You want me to trust you? It's very simple. If you keep that road well today, I will trust you."
"..."
"If a soldier passes that road one at a time, then I'm hot on the moon, and there will be no second master like you!"
The two looked at each other, their eyes met, almost all sparks burst out.
It took a while before I heard Hou Saihei stomping his foot fiercely and turning away with his man.
When he walked out of the lobby and passed by Long Tingyun's side, his sullen eyes stared at Long Tingyun again, but he saw the latter shaking the goose feather fan in his hand, relaxing.
Two strands of rat whiskers fluttered slightly with the wind.
"Humph!"
Al Hussein turned and left.
Long Tingyun sneered coldly, then slowly walked into the lobby, looked at each other with Wulun, and only nodded.
Wulun said again: "Go, call me the third master."


"Xiaoyu, put me joss sticks and futons in the yard-if you don't have futons, just put a cushion."
Hearing Nan Yan's instructions, Ran Xiaoyu was taken aback.
She was originally making tea for Nanyan. At this time, she put down the teapot in her hand, delivered the cup to her, and whispered, "Niang, what are you going to do?"
Nan Yan took a sip of tea and said, "Just do it."
"……Hey."
She has always followed Nan Yan's instructions.
So I quickly placed a small table in the middle of the yard, put an incense burner with two candles in it, and lighted three more incenses.
After doing all this, Nan Yan walked out.
Said: "Give me incense."
Ran Xiaoyu hesitated for a while, and handed the incense to her.
Nan Yan took the three incense sticks, looked at the gray sky above her head, sighed softly, and then knelt on the cushion that Ran Xiaoyu placed in front of her.
Although the weather has generally turned warmer, the ground is still cold. When she knelt down, she immediately felt the cold ground under her knees, which made her scream.
Ran Xiaoyu said: "Manny, what do you want to pray for, let the slaves come."
Nan Yan shook his head: "No."
"..."
"What I ask for, I can only do it myself."
"..."
"No one else can replace it."
As she said, she held up the three incense sticks in her hand and respectfully bowed three times to the gloomy sky. Ran Xiaoyu hurried over, took the three incense sticks, and inserted them into the incense burner.
But Nan Yan did not get up.
She was still kneeling on the ground with her hands folded, praying silently.
Ran Xiaoyu said, "Manny, what are you asking for?"
Nan Yan closed his eyes and whispered: "I, I beg for a gust of wind, I beg for a snow."
Perhaps this is an extravagant hope.
But, I hope that God hears my voice.