Chapter 517

After Li Ge nodded his head submissively, he left the restaurant without looking back and disappeared into the night.

The restaurant is back to normal, and the remaining light of everyone's eyes is locked on Yu Bing.

Yu Bing felt these people's eyes and laughed noncommittally. At this time, the waiter had already served the dishes.

Yu Bing looked outside and found ANN on the other side of the road.

After crossing the road, Ann went into the restaurant. At first, the people who didn't notice Ann all focused on the beautiful and shameful woman.

"Well, have you found the source of the breath of the psionic?"

Yu Bing opened a stool and sat down.

"No, I didn't find it. That man has a strong ability to hide his breath, but his strength is not very good."

"Forget it. You don't have to think about it. We have nothing to do with the ancient warriors. We don't have to worry about it. We can save other troubles."

Yu Bing set the table for an and said.

Hearing Yu Bing's words, Ann also nodded her head cleverly.

……

After they finished their meal, when they were just ready to leave, Bei Qingzhi appeared in their sight.

"Brother Yu Bing, have you finished?"

"After eating, how's brother Bei playing?"

Bei Qingzhi laughed, patted his stomach and said, "I'm not in the mood to play. Let's have a rest early tonight and go to see your senior uncle early tomorrow."

"Good."

After getting on the bus, Bei Qingzhi's driver drove three people towards the hotel.

More than ten minutes later in the street, Li Ge and others who fled from the restaurant found Wang Yuye's car.

It's just that the greasy boy who used to be on the car has now become a real ice lump.

At the same time, a figure in the alley flashed by, and it seemed that he took out his mobile phone in his pocket.

……

The next morning, when they arrived at Tianshan Mountain, they went straight to DUYE's house. This time, Bei Qingzhi spent a lot of money and bought a lot of gifts, which made several bodyguards shiver.

However, unexpectedly, when they came to the residence on the mountain, they didn't find the old man DUYE, who was a great help to the world. They only found a letter and a pamphlet.

Looking at the empty house, Yu Bing couldn't help laughing and crying. What is this.

"Brother Yu Bing, you martial uncle, he?"

"He's always like this. He goes far away to practice medicine."

Hearing Yu Bing's words, a trace of sadness flashed across Bei Qingzhi's face.

"If so, I'll go back to xiahai first. By the way, brother Yu Bing, do you want to come to xiahai?"

Looking at Bei Qingzhi's eyes, Yu Bing thought for a moment that he was not a thing in Urumqi. Those ancient martial arts people would surely guess, but Xia Hai was different.

Who knows where to go?

……

Before he got hot in Urumqi, Yu Bing got on the plane again and looked out of the window at the scenery. He didn't know when he would come back again.

After reading the pamphlet left by old DUYE for a while on the plane, a sense of sleepiness poured into his mind.

After sleeping on an's body, Yu Bing had a strange dream.

The voice of the narrator is so familiar.

……

The North always means cold and killing.

The northern border.

Over the past hundred years, this wasteland has witnessed many wars, big and small. The fighting between the two countries is the eternal theme of this land.

Now, it's time to end.

In the barracks of the army, a messenger turned over and dismounted at the barracks and hurried to the barracks.

"Marshal, the emperor's letter, please withdraw your troops immediately."

Kneeling on the ground, the man raised the token and a letter over his head.

A general in black armor stood up from the greasy stool. Under the eyebrow of his sword was the sight that was about to solidify into a blade.

"Why?"

The general has a mustache on his mouth. He looks very young, but his face is full of killing.

The low questioning made the soldiers kneeling in front of them bury their heads lower, and made the letter on the token more eye-catching.

"Please have a look."

It seems that all the answers are in this letter.

The general vomited out his turbid breath. He couldn't figure out why he didn't use the imperial edict, but used letters.

When he came to the soldier, he picked up the letter with a cold face. Before he opened it, he had many reasons for disobedience in his heart.

Letters are familiar with the taste of the palace, and the handwriting is also familiar with the emperor's handwriting.

However, the above is not good advice. Two pieces of paper, but the general's eyes only stay in the last two words.

withdraw troops.

"Ridiculous! Even if they want to make up with each other, how can they kill people at the door and want women to rob them! What about my brothers who are besieged by the withdrawal? "

"Marshal, this is a token. The other generals have planned to withdraw."

"Go away!"

"Marshal, this is disobedience!"

"Jingle"

The bright sword came out of the general's waist.

"I'll be out there, but I'll take your orders."

The light of the knife flashed, and a wisp of long hair fell from the air, and fell lightly on the ground of the camp.

"Bring it to your majesty and tell him that I would like to exchange my life for peace in Northern Xinjiang and for my subordinates to return home."

"Marshal!"

The man on his knees trembled.

"There must be someone to carry it, either me, or the people in Northern Xinjiang, or these soldiers. They all have their own concerns and families. Our people, old and young, men and women, all died in Northern Xinjiang."

The general's bitter smile turned to a bitter sneer.

"Is it interesting to have endless descendants? My life is hard. I just want to give peace to northern Xinjiang, even if there is no me on the merit list."

The sword is sheathed and the shadow is independent.

The way to be king is the way to be general.

The soldiers kneeling on the ground picked up the wisp of hair on the ground and watched the black general armor gradually go away.

There has never been a lack of epics in this world, but it is still unknown who wrote and sung them.

The next day, the city broke down.

It also represents the closing of a country, a family and a hero.

The people in Northern Xinjiang began to praise the emperor's holiness, the courage of the soldiers, and the historians began to write history, but some people were naturally forgotten by history.

……

After waking up, Yu Bing wakes up in a cold sweat. What comes into his eyes is an's delicate pretty face. Seeing an's face, Yu Bing's mood is obviously more stable.

"Nightmare?"

Ann asked softly.

Yu Bing nodded, then straightened up from an's legs.

"Brother Yu Bing, I'm at xiahai."

Bei Qingzhi's voice came from behind.

Xia Hai, as a city in the south, is undoubtedly very prosperous. After getting off the plane, Bei Qing first took Yu Bing to visit the bamboo grove where he lived. Then he hurriedly took Yu Bing and said that he wanted to see his grandfather.