"Cry"

A pair of gold and silver eagles fluttered their wings and sang in the sky above the grassland.

The sharp voices ran through the world, and they shook a space, leading the way for the master in the air.

That's right, because of the two gold and silver eagles that have the military information and guidance, Wang Langjun does not need to learn any news from Wang Tai, and can find the source of the outbreak of the plague, and it is more accurate.

With a straight line insertion, you can quickly approach the source of the plague.

Of course, some people may ask, why didn’t Wang Langjun and his wife ride on a gold and silver eagle?

Wouldn't that be faster and more labor-saving?

This is true, but Wang Langjun dared not search for the source of the plague so comfortably, worried that the plague is not a kind of thing, and still needs to be carefully investigated and collected.

It is impossible to count on the gold and silver eagle like this.

Only he personally took the field investigation in the grassland and snow.

"Swoosh"

Wang Langjun and Yun'er bowed their knees, stepped on the snowboard, held a pole in each hand, and clicked in the snow beside them, coordinating their bodies to make the snowboard under their feet shoot forward.

"Woooooo, shark"

Breaking through the wind and snow waves, the eardrums became deaf under the sound of the wind.

With the flying snow, they rushed from the snowboards under their feet to the sides, allowing them to experience the joy of skiing and passion.

This unrestrained passion lasted until the sunset, emitting a golden red color that reflected the endless snow fields, highlighting the uneven snow piles ahead.

"Husband, what are those piles of piles?"

Di Yun was skiing on the right side of his husband. He saw snow piles in front of him from afar. He asked in surprise. As he spoke, he heard the sound floating behind him and disappeared.

But she was not worried that her husband would not hear her questions.

And she is still angry with her husband now.

Why?

Because she learned skiing with her husband not long ago, she fell miserably.

The key is that she, a Qi practitioner, fell into a mess when she fell into a skiing situation, and her husband laughed at herself and felt angry.

What's the difficulty of skiing?

I don't believe that I can't learn to ski.

That's what she thought at that time, but the more she thought about it, the worse things became, and she just couldn't learn it.

In the end, she had no choice but to ask her husband for help.

Wang Langjun told her to keep her body soft and hard, so that she can control her body's balance at any time.

Among them, using the knee as the spring, the waist circumference is used to perform balanced swing movements, and the hands are used to coordinate the hardness and softness of the whole body, so you can learn to ski.

But it is easy to say, but difficult to do.

There is no way. Di Yun was a young lady who was waiting for her name four days ago. How could she know these things?

If he didn't know, he would learn, so Di Yun asked his husband to teach himself skiing step by step.

But teaching skiing in person can teach undescribable things.

So, a disharmonious echo echoed in a valley.

Afterwards, Di Yun learned to ski. Do you think it’s strange?

When Di Yun is angry with her husband, she will bully people. Even though skiing is so simple, she still has to...

Wang Langjun glanced at Yun'er's angry pretty face and said lovingly: "That's a yurt, now covered with snow, it looks like a pile of piles."

Although he knew that the yurt would become like this after being covered with snow, he had seen such a large area.

Looking around, the yurt was filled with sight.

After the sunset, the yurt turns red with snow, and the white and crystal clear contains a touch of red glow, which is very beautiful.

However, the better the things are, the more terrifying things are buried.

This made him feel that there was a secret hidden in this yurt.

"Husband, there are so many people dead in the yurt, and all the horses are dead..."

Di Yun became more and more familiar with her perception. When she felt the tragic scene in the yurt, her face changed as she spoke.

Fortunately, there is no need to contact these dead bodies, just carefully sense whether there is any abnormality in the toxins contained in the dead bodies.

Otherwise she should vomit.

It is estimated that tens of thousands of people died in this large yurt.

Fortunately, they were covered in snow.

Otherwise, it should rot, and the stench will cause greater disasters.

This is how she was so white that she didn't dare to sense the situation inside the yurt anymore.

While sensing the inner situation of the dead body, Wang Langjun skied and heard Zai Yun'er say, "It's okay, they just died early and were reincarnated early.

This is birth, old age, sickness and death, and the cycle of nature. If you should take it lightly, there will be nothing left.

The problem is that they gathered from all directions to stay here.

It can be seen that a plague broke out throughout the grassland, forcing them to gather in the direction of the Tang Dynasty and just stay here to repair it.

After all, they need to replenish their energy, eat, drink, defecate, and gather troops to attack the border pass of the Tang Dynasty. Otherwise, they will not be able to break through the barrier, which is worse than dying from illness here.

Now it seems that the situation is getting worse?”

"Uh, husband, what's the situation worse?"

Di Yun asked in confusion, but his eyes and mind power were locked on the yurt thirty meters away in front of him, feeling a colorful skirt inside and could not move it away.

Everyone has a love of beauty.

And for the first time she saw the skirt worn by a grassland woman, she was very curious, thinking that she would be beautiful when wearing the colorful skirt?

Wang Langjun noticed Yun'er's intentions and flashed over with her. Behind him, there were snow from the snowboards flying behind him. He arrived outside the yurt. When he loosened Yun'er's waist, he untied the purple bamboo pole wrapped around his waist, inserted it into the yurt and hooked up the colorful skirt, and combined it with him to collect the mink for processing.

"rustle"

A brand new mink coat gradually took shape in his hands.

He improved the mink skin throughout the process and used wood spiritual power to soften the characteristics of the cortex. He softened and dyed the hair, and weaved it and shuttled the inside and outside of the modified cortex. He made knitted Hunan embroidery products with his coat.

After forming, the fabric that looks like a fluorescent green, blooms with peonies, white peonies and red peonies, colorfully dress up the coat into a fairy fashion.

"Ah, what a beautiful dress..."

Di Yun looked at the coat on her husband's hand, her eyes were colorful, and she couldn't help but raise her hand to cover her mouth and exclaim. She was fascinated by the sight, so beautiful.

Unfortunately, Wang Langjun was unhappy and folded his coat and said, "I am not as good as a piece of clothing if I fail. Then give the clothes to others so as not to be annoying..."

"Ah, husband, Yun'er is wrong. I won't dare to give you the coat to Yun'er."

Di Yun didn't know that his husband was deliberately teasing him. He gave him a blank look and said coquettishly.

Wang Langjun laughed and investigated the situation around the yurt.

Little did I know that someone was thinking about them and their husbands thousands of miles away.

At Danshan Mountain, the man in black stood on the top of the mountain, looking at the direction of the Tang Dynasty with a golden color, and said with a slight qi: "My good uncle, will he not fail again this time, right?"

"It's not surprising that several failed against Wang Langjun.

Who made him too wise and always secretly retaliated against defeat at critical moments?

This is not the Master’s fault. Do you still dare to blame Master?”

Yuan Tiangang stood on the left side of the man in black, and enjoyed the gilded scenery in the direction of the Tang Dynasty with the man in black, raised his hand and said with a white beard, feeling extremely bitter in his heart.

He felt that he was a miserable person.

I have been writing fortune tellers and fortune-telling for others throughout my life, and I am busy and hard-working for others, but not pleased people.

But no one understands his difficulties. He can only taste the pain himself and sing it with resentment.

Now, he is still enslaved by his junior nephew and is calling around and drinking. Can't he resist?

If the man in black hadn't heard what he said, he said to himself: "This time, we will set up a maze array for Wang Langjun.

I guess he had already smelled the breath of the maze array and found it along the source of the plague.

At that time, we will introduce him into the Maze Array and see how I will kill him..."

"You won't take his life, you will just ask him to help you work hard and help you open the inheritance of the Heavenly Book..."
Chapter completed!