Chapter 857:

"I don't know. Unless someone can climb far enough, someone can hunt down."
"I'll ask again: Who are you?" The Apache leaned forward, his face now only inches away from her in the fast fading light. She did not back down because of his scrutiny, but met him. Li Badi decided that this is a proud and self-reliant woman, the daughter of a true chief.
"I belong to the Blue Werewolf. We were taken to the Avenue of Stars to make this world safe for..." She hesitated, and now she was a little confused. "There is a reason-a dream. No, there is a dream and there is a reality. I am Kedesa of the Golden Horde, but sometimes I remember other things-like these strange things I am saying now -"
"Golden Horde!" Li Huai knew now. The embroidery work "Son of the Blue Wolf" all adopted special patterns. But what model is this! Art, the warriors of Genghis Khan decorated so proudly. People, Mongolians-barbarians who swept firmly from the grasslands not only from Asia but also across the central plains of Europe to change the course of history. The riders of Emperor Khan Khan got rid of the oxtail standards of Genghis Khan, Kublai Khan, and Tameran!
"Golden Horde." Li Huai repeated again. "That goes back to the history of another world, wolf girl."
She stared at him with a strange expression, and her dusty face lost its expression.
"I know." Her voice was so soft that it was almost impossible to distinguish the words. "My people have lived twice and many people don't realize this."
Squat beside them and listen. Now he stretched out his hand and stroked Li Badi's shoulder.
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"Or like." To be sure about Li Badi. The project has trained three teams for space colonization work-an Eskimo, a Pacific Islander, and one of his own Apaches-and there is no reason or opportunity to choose the Mongols from the wild past of the raid tribe. There is only one country that can choose such a colonist.
"You are Russian." He studied her carefully, paying attention to the effect of his words.
But she did not lose that lost gaze. She repeated: "Russia...Russia...", as if the word was strange.
Li Badi was shocked. Any Russian colony planted here may have technicians equipped with machines that can track fugitives. If Seco can withstand such pursuits, he intends to escape even when traveling at night. He told this to one another, and another emphasized it.
The young man reported: "Ma is too foot to move on."
Li Badi hesitated for a long time. Since they took the first carriage from the invading Spaniards, horses have been the wealth of his people. It is wrong to leave an animal that can serve the clan well. But they dare not waste time and a beast with feet.
He ordered: "Stay here for free."
"That woman?"
"She will go with us. We have to learn all the knowledge of these people and their work here. Listen, wolf girl." Li Huai leaned over again to make sure she was listening to him when she focused on the speech-"You Will travel with him. We enter these sublime places, and you will not have any trouble." He drew out the knife and placed the blade in front of her warningly.
"I already want to go up the mountain," she told him evenly. "Untie my hand, brave soldier, you must have nothing to fear."
His hand swept quickly, and from the folds of the window sash under her loose coat, he drew a knife as long and sharp as his.
"Not now, Wolf Girl, because I drew your fangs."
He helped her stand up, tied the rope to her wrist with a knife, and then fastened it to his belt. Alert the little wolf, he drove them to the front. Three beginning, Mongolian girl between two Apaches. The abandoned horse nosed lonely, and then began to graze on the tufts of grass, moving slowly to support his feet.
As time passed, the two moons flew across the sky, their beams fighting against the shadows. Li Bai felt quite safe and would not be attacked by any ground, depending on the coyote's warning. But he maintained all the stability. He didn't ask the girl again until all three of them fell prostrate in front of a small spring, poured cold water on their faces, and then drank the drink with their cup-shaped hands.
"Why did you run away from your own people, wolf girl?"
"My name is Cadesa," she corrected him.
He laughed at the tone of her voice. "When I was Fox, you would see the Apache of the people here." He gave her the tribal name in English.
"The Apache". She tried to repeat the word with the accent he had used. "What are Apaches?"
He explained: "Indians-American Indians." "But you have Cadesa who didn't answer my question. Why are you running away from your own people?"
"Not my people," she shook her head firmly. "From someone else. That's it-oh, how can I make you understand correctly?" She stretched out her wet hand in the moonlight, the wet patch on her sleeve clinging to her arm. "There are some people of my Golden Horde, although once we are different, we can remember our previous lives. Then there are some people who live in spaceships in the sky and use machines, so we think they only think about what we think. Why," she looked at Li Badi intently-"Do I want to tell you all this? It's strange. You said you are an Indian-American-are we enemies? There is a memory saying that we are... yes... .."
He corrected her and said, "Let's say, no matter what it was before, the Apaches and tribes are not the enemies of the present and present." Li Huai admitted that it was a fact. As we all know, his people left Asia when the migrating people were very dim at first. Despite all her crimson hair and gray eyes, this girl who returned to the past arbitrarily like Redx was probably a distant cousin.
"You-" Kadesa's fingers rested on his wrist for a while-"You also flew from the stars. Isn't it?"
"That's it."
"Is anyone here ruling you?"
"No. We are free."
"How did you become free?" she demanded strongly.
Li Badi hesitated. He didn't want to tell the ship was destroyed, his people had no real defense against Russian-controlled colonies.
"We went to the mountain," he replied evasively.
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