Chapter 1456

Name:Sweet Noble Heir Author:Bai Ya
"All right." The new moon some disappointments nodded the head, one step three turns back and Li Yan walked.

When he got on the horse and left, the new moon waved to Xiaochang and said, "Xiaochang, I'm waiting for you in the border town. Come here quickly."

"Good." Xiao Chang nodded and looked at her with a smile.

Li Yan looked at Xiaochang again, a clip of horse belly, and rode away.

"Xiao Chang, are you ok?" As soon as Li Yan left with the new moon, Yang Dali ran to Xiaochang and looked at him anxiously. "Fortunately, General Li has a good temper. I heard that the general has been on the battlefield and killed people, and his temper is also very bad. You talk to that Princess like that. Fortunately, he didn't argue with you, nor was he angry..."

Yang Dali is still there, a face of happiness chattering, Xiaochang has been looking at the direction of Liyan left, until can't see to take back the line of sight, toward Yang Dali way: "Uncle Yang, since the steamed stuffed bun has been good, then you also give me a few baozi, I take the road to eat, now also on the road."

After the darkest time in the early hours of the morning, the day soon dawned, that is, for a while, the sky brightened a lot.

Yang energetically looked at the sky, continued to answer, turned to pack a few steamed buns and handed it to Xiaochang.

Xiaochang gives money, while eating steamed buns, he also walks towards the border town. Yang Dali stands at the door of the steamed bun shop and shouts to him: "Xiaochang, look for someone to drive to the border town. You can find a companion. It's not so difficult to walk, but also safe."

"Uncle Yang, I know. I've found a good man. He has a bullock cart and is going to the border town." Xiao Chang turned back to Yang Dali with a smile and yelled.

Yang Dali listen, this just let go of heart.

In the eye is the desert which can't see the edge, the blood is soaked in the yellow sand, the banners are broken, and the corpses are all over the place.

General Wu Liang rode on his horse and looked at the general who was covered with blood in the middle. His eyes narrowed and his expression was full of unhappiness. "How can he still stand?"

The wind and sand fell on Li Yan's body, and even fell into his eyes. But he stood there holding a long knife, and the grain silk did not move. An arrow penetrated his chest. All the people present knew that he had died long ago, in the hands of people wearing the same uniform as him.

Anger and killing intention coagulate on Li Yan's face, as if he would kill again with the long knife in his hand at any time.

"Cut off his leg, and he won't fall!" General Wu Liang snorted coldly.

Wu Liang soldiers looked at Li Yan's body and felt flustered. When the general gave an order, they raised their swords and cut off Li Yan's legs.

Just as the Wuliang sword was about to cut down on Liyan's legs, the yellow sand beside his legs suddenly spread upward, wrapping his legs. At the moment when the Wuliang sword was cut, the Wuliang soldiers' wrists hurt and the knife fell to the ground.

Looking up again, the yellow sand wrapped with Li Yan's legs is scattered. His legs are intact, but the knife that fell on the ground has been rolled.

"Fortunately, there was time." There was a sharp sound in the wind, which was very harsh.

Before Wu Liang soldiers went to see who it was, the horses they were riding suddenly went mad and hissed and threw the man on his back down and ran away into the distance.

"You can't go." The sharp voice murmured, and two figures gradually formed in the yellow sand beside the body of Li Yan. The figure gradually showed up. He was an old man with white hair and a young man with black hair.