Da Yan thought that the phase master was certainly able to make all kinds of tricks and feet in ordinary things in order to achieve his purpose of deception.

But the tiger ...... She used to be a good hunter.

She had been trying to figure it out. But then all sorts of tensions followed. It can only allow her to let go of that suspicion for the time being.

But it was the kind of difficult thing that baffled her, and now it had to be left to the hands of the waste. A feeling of weakness spread to the whole body of the Great Clan. Khan is behind the quagmire she is in. He was afraid that her family's prosperity would be high, so he struck first and directly removed her wings. Let the soaring goshawk stagger across the desert and slowly get its food.

Da Yan looked at the servant beside him, "You go help that waste!"

"I'm looking for a few aliens!" said the beautiful nephew of the Great Clan, who got on his horse himself, and asked everyone he met proudly, and he said to himself that he would be able to do this well, but it would cost the gold, and he had always been good at it, "They are really special, unlike everyone in this desert." And they will carry huge boxes, making them look extra clumsy. If anyone sees it, let me know, and I will give them a great reward. "It was a pleasure to hear his own fluent voice, and that was his merit to be articulate.

But all said they had never seen such a person pass by them.

They are just good at hiding, but it is impossible that no one did not see their whereabouts. The beautiful nephew of the Great Clan's told him so. Because he felt that the path he took was a shortcut to meet the Khan. No one will leave this place and go on those dangerous roads where quicksand emerges endlessly. Those sharp sand would make the soles of their feet blister with ease. He had suffered that kind of hardship, and the shadow was heavy.

At the front of the oasis, he asked a small group of Khan's guards, which made the maid of the Great Clan, who had been following him and wanted to hide for a while, really pinch a cold sweat. The servant thought to herself that she could no longer hide behind the scenes, and that when the guards came by, she must show up and tell the young master, "Not only the guards around the Khan, but also the cats around the Khan, or the sand under the Khan's feet, are things they should be careful to avoid." If this matter is known to the Khan, everyone will not survive. ”

When the beautiful nephew had been blown out of tears by the rolling yellow sand, and he lamented because of this, he didn't know when he would be able to return to the comfortable warm tent, and saw the figure of the big maid.

Glancing at the maid who appeared at the end of the yellow sand, he only felt that his face was feverish, everything just now was in the eyes of this girl, his aunt had always looked down on him, so that he could easily guess what this girl was here for, she must have come to spy on him. He will ignore her, and he will quickly get rid of her.

But when he looked over again, he found that there was nothing in the rolling yellow sand. Everything is like an illusion. It's also possible that you went around the boulder over there. This is the main way to meet the Khan. So anyone who wants to do that will pass by here. She may be the one to do something else.

"I'm sure I'll find those people and do what my aunt tells me to do. The promise he had just made was ringing in his ears. But the few people who had walked out of the tent one step ahead of him had disappeared so quickly on the rolling yellow sand, and were they rabbits?

Then he began to complain that her aunt deliberately created this problem for him, and it was clear that she was just in the big tent, so she just said what she thought. But I just want to go around this bend. It seems that the aunt has mistaken them, these people are supposed to escape, and with so much gold, they will not run away? The fact now is that he must guess where they will flee. At this time, he remembered that his mother used to say that he should put himself in his shoes and think about where he would flee if he was going through this situation. I don't know the place well, and the goal is big. In this case, which direction would be the best choice? At the very least, find a place to hide their gold. This question soon stumped the beautiful nephew, and where was the right place for the destitute to keep their unique possessions? These people witnessed the cruelty of the Great Clan, the entanglement of the various forces of the Western Turks, and the endless blowing of yellow sand. It should soon become clear that not only their gold, but also themselves have nowhere to hide.

Perhaps, he should have given up for the time being on this question, which was difficult to come up with an answer to. Then, ride back, bring a few more helpers, and maybe drink a pot of wine to warm up on the way back.

This thought, once it appears in the mind, is difficult to suppress.

He involuntarily turned his horse's head, trying to run back as quickly as possible. But when I looked up, I saw that the maid of the Da Yan clan suddenly appeared again.

"It's really you, you've been following me!" the pretty nephew asked in chagrin.

"The slave is following those men!" the slave saluted him on her horse.

It's different from the dislike of the big clan. The pretty nephew liked his aunt's maid very much, though she was always unfathomable, and did do a lot of what his aunt told her. But for him, a little master, there is no less etiquette that should be maintained.

"Does the young master want to go back like this?"

The beautiful nephew coughed unnaturally, "What if you don't go back?" It seems that they are not most proficient in the secret arts, but in escape! I think they may have left the desert. Otherwise, they would have gotten under the desert, and who knows! Aren't they omnipotent creatures? and are said to have accomplished many great things!" he curled the corners of his mouth, with utter contempt, the protagonist of his topic.

The maid also looked back at the dwarf trees that were dry like sharp blades reaching into the sky, "It's still possible to find them now." If the young master returns after he returns, he will definitely not be able to find them again. ”

"They're gone, and I've been running from the end of the side to this side just now, and there's not a trace of them. Those who are running away with their lives will definitely play a speed that we cannot imagine. ”

The maid heard the sound of hooves and looked up, and a pair of figures running in the smoke and dust in the distance were a pair of followers who had just been sent by the young man to receive the gold given by the Da Yan clan. Two large chests of gold, but they still didn't stop them from galloping their horses. Although the nephew of the Da Yan clan could not do a single thing, he always only looked at the best and most expensive ones when it came to spending a lot of money on slaves.

"They are very good at riding and have a very sharp nose. Of course we're going to have to work a little bit harder. The servant said as she turned over and dismounted.