Warlord's darling: medical concubine against the sky

"Let's go, let's go! There's nothing fun in the seven miles." the little boy took the piano away and put it on his back again.

Luo Yunran looked at his gesture for a while before he understood what was going on.

He took out the earplugs from his ears and said, "is it finished?"

"Well, I'm so tired that I can go back and have a rest. Really, I dragged people to work without drinking a mouthful of water after such a long journey." the little boy pursed his lips and complained very reluctantly.

Shopkeeper Qian shook his fist and coughed twice. "Don't talk nonsense. Now the Lord is in power in our Shenji camp. We must absolutely obey."

The little boy hummed twice in his throat, but he didn't say anything.

Luo Yunran spread out the map. "They're going to the south to save people now, aren't they? This way in the South..." his fingers scratched on the sheepskin roll, and Luo Yunran's eyebrows couldn't help wrinkling. "It looks like the terrain is very flat. How can they be trapped here?"

The little boy put his head together, glanced at it and stopped it. "I don't understand. It's all ghost symbols."

Shopkeeper Qian disliked it very much. "What else can you understand besides reading music scores? Let me see. He is a road fool. If he goes out without someone else, he can't go home until dark."

The little boy who was exposed was so anxious that he would become a demon as soon as he tore off the piano on his back.

Shopkeeper Qian quickly turned out the previous earplugs. "I'm not afraid of you now. Even if you snap your fingers off, I'll smile. There won't be any fluctuation in my heart!"

"Come on, don't make any noise!" Luo Yunran patted the sheepskin roll in the hand of shopkeeper Qian. "Look at the map first. I don't think it's very down-to-earth."

"Tut Tut, little girl, don't be superstitious. You feel that this kind of thing is the moon in the clouds and water in the air. It's nonsense!" the little boy expressed his feelings with a picture of people coming over.

But while he wanted to look confident, as soon as the piano was removed from his back and held only by one hand, it really couldn't move, and the posture was extremely distorted, which was not convincing.

So none of the other two people listened to him.

Luo Yunran and shopkeeper Qian both lie on the mountain wall to study the map.

Shopkeeper Qian looked at it for a long time, and even turned out the Huoqi of the western regions, a crystal piece ground into a magnifying glass, and looked at the map for a long time.

Then I finally found something.

Shopkeeper Qian put down his magnifying glass, raised his head and took the sheepskin scroll. "This map was drawn by nomads 50 years ago. The south is so empty, not really flat, but because no one has explored this place and belongs to an unknown field, so they all use this blank instead."

The little boy looked confused, "is it true or false?"

"Well, don't you think it's written?" shopkeeper Qian pointed to a line of small symbols on the edge of the sheepskin roll.

The symbol is composed of many winding lines, which is not the word of the Central Plains at all.

The little boy frowned, "what does it say?"

"I knew you were illiterate and nomadic. Of course you can't understand it. At this time, we have to play with knowledgeable cultural people." shopkeeper Qian's fat stomach was very strong, and his momentum was much higher for no reason.

The little boy was unconvinced. "It's great to read a few words!"

"Don't make any noise! Do you have the latest map!" Luo Yunran asked anxiously. She felt more and more afraid.

Shopkeeper Qian shook his head. "You brought the map alone. We were all directly pulled over."

Luo Yunran suddenly saw a line of small characters on the south side. She grabbed the map and pointed it to shopkeeper Qian, "what's this written?"

If shopkeeper Qian hadn't just said that it was a nomadic language, what did he mean by the unknown pattern at that time.

"Well..." shopkeeper Qian stroked his beard and read the string of words, "if you want to translate it literally, it's a narrow... Straight... Canyon?"

"Changping Valley?"

Luo Yunran suddenly stares big eyes!

The little boy applauded, "that's a good name! It's much easier to call it that way, and it's much easier to remember than a bunch of birds just now! Hey! Hey, where are you going?"

The rainbow fart on the boy's side hasn't finished yet. The Lord is running away like a rabbit!

Shopkeeper Qian slapped the little boy on the back, "what are you doing? Run quickly!"

He said he had jumped out for a long time.

The little boy was left behind. He didn't react until he was stunned. He shouted at the top of his voice, "wait for me! Wait for me! I'll play the piano without me!"

……

The wind was blowing, and the sky became gloomy at some time.

It has entered June. The dull air pressure is mixed with a strong smell of blood, and the sticky damp feeling envelops the whole valley.

Looking at the weather, it's going to rain.

Dongjinlin and a group of people in silver and white armor were surrounded in the valley.

The surrounding ground was covered with corpses. The blood had dyed the earth red and could not distinguish the original color.

"Surrender. I can be kind and not kill you."

In the strong mountain wind, a seductive man with white crescent stood on the top of the mountain and was looking at his feet with a smile. The bloody tear mole at the end of his eyes was particularly eye-catching in this dark environment.

Ning Chen knelt on the ground, his shoulders bared his white teeth, like a wounded wolf!

At his feet was Prince Ning lying on his back.

Prince Ning inserted seven or eight arrows into his body, his eyes closed tightly, and he had no consciousness at all.

"Come back!" dongjinlin went up, holding him in one hand and holding the long sword in the other.

Ning Chen stubbornly refused to go.

The new wind passed for the first time and carried Prince Ning on the ground. Ning Chen followed his father's figure and returned to the crowd.

Other people around immediately surrounded them and protected dongjinlin.

"Dongjinlin! Don't hide. I've seen you. You have no way back now. How, if you cooperate with me, these people can live. If you don't, they will all die because of you," Beitang night shouted standing on it. Without response, he couldn't help showing a mocking expression, "Don't you always claim to love the people like a son? Just have the heart to watch others lose their lives because of you? Dignified!"

"How could he be here! Shouldn't he be trapped in the previous Valley!" Ning Chen covered his injured shoulder and stared at the Beitang night standing on the top of the mountain like a torch.

"That should not have been him before." dongjinlin said.

"What?" Ning Chen was surprised and didn't quite understand what it meant.

"There's no time to explain so much," Dong Jinlin waved, and the new wind came to him. Dong Jinlin said in a deep voice, "later, you'll try your best to escort Ning Chen and Prince Ning out of the siege. I'll cover for you here. The time is fleeting. You should grasp it!"