The twenty thousand soldiers in silence, into the grassland, disappeared, do not know where Ryukyu put them to go.

"Loyal king, is this too insecure?" Kuzamu looks around at the guards. The whole person is tense.

On this journey to the west, the Huns will surely try their best to get the Huns back. This is their last chance.

Twenty thousand soldiers to protect him, he is not enough, now Ryukyu month actually give him the rest of these, the library miscellaneous wood heart all collapsed tight.

"Don't worry." Ryukyu waved and closed his eyes and pretended to sleep.

"This is called" the real is the virtual, the virtual is the real, do you know? " The little Magpie in the carriage purrs to show her erudition.

However, Ryukyu didn't plan to pay attention to it. Kuzamu obviously paid no attention to a girl with yellow hair. He just stared at the carriage behind him nervously.

Liu Yue actually asked the scholar who seemed to have no power to bind a chicken to take care of the Hun king. If he had not seen it with his own eyes and heard it with his own ears, he really wanted to turn his head off and see what was inside. He wanted a lamb to take care of the tiger. Alas.

Nervous, extremely nervous.

In this kind of incomparable tension of miscellaneous trees, leisurely of Ryukyu.

Along the way, I didn't see any attacks. There were many places where secret organs and soldiers were apparently hidden, which made them pass by.

Kuzaki's hands sweated nervously, but he didn't encounter any attack at all.

In this way, three days later, the two carriages finally leisurely arrived at the west border of Xiongnu and Beimu, Luk city.

The house made of stone, the ground made of stone, is very cold, hard and thick. The house made of stone doesn't have a soft smell. Just like the people here, it's tough and broad, which is a kind of bold and unconstrained temperament.

White Horse River in front of Luk city.

The narrow river has frozen into a block of ice.

On the Qingshi bridge, a layer of red brocade was paved at this time.