Out of the plug

Zhang Bairen has always lived in seclusion outside the border, but has never really left the border, and has never really been to the Turkic base camp.

What is underwear?

Since sacrificing the Sun God Body, Zhang Bairen has never worn underwear!

All underwear cannot bear the domineering power of the Sun God Fire. If the power of the Sun God Fire is leaked, all the clothes, silks, etc. around Zhang Bairen cannot bear the power of the Sun God Fire.

Even some close-fitting jade and decorations can't bear the slightest power of the sun god fire.

Fortunately, the Ten Days of Refining Heaven Picture is quite mysterious and can cover the whole body without any leaking of spring light, otherwise Zhang Bairen would be in trouble.

With her feet naked and stepping on the slightly yellow grass, Zhang Bairen slowly headed towards the north.

Just as he was about to meet the strong man from the new Turkic Republic, if the Turkic Republic was unstable, Zhuo County would also be in turmoil. Zhang Bairen would never tolerate such a thing happening.

Carrying his hands on his back, a divine light appeared in Zhang Bairen's eyes. After a while, he sighed softly: "A big battle is inevitable! In this world, the strong are respected. If you don't defeat the strong Turkic one, the Turkic movements will never stop."

"It's interesting!" Walking in the grassland, Zhang Bairen actually felt the aura of the sandworm.

The sandworm transformed by the quicksand talisman.

Outside the Frontier

Turkic tent

Shibi Khan sat upright, looking at the map in his hand, and said nothing for a long time.

After a while, a burst of rapid footsteps came, and then a man in animal skin came in and whispered in Shibi Khan's ear.

Shibi Khan's eyes moved when he heard this, and then he whispered: "Take it serious?"

"Of course, you can't do it!" said the guard's face.

Shibi Khan's eyes flashed when he heard this, and then he smiled coldly: "He is really brave."

After saying that, he quickly wrote the note on the table and handed it to the guard on the side: "Hand the note to Pu Gu Huai'en, just about to see if Pu Gu Huai'en's methods are really that powerful."

Zhang Bairen walked for a while, suddenly he heard the crowds in the distance boiling, and the sound of bells jingling.

A caravan came from the Middle Earth and headed towards the depths of the grassland.

There are a large caravan with at least seven or eight hundred people.

There is never a shortage of guys who add blood to the tip of a knife. There is always a group of people who speculate and make money in war.

Now that Middle-earth is in chaos, all items have risen to a sky-high price. After transporting these items to the Turks, they can be sold at a sky-high price.

Sometimes the Turks could not afford it at all, so they had to go to Middle-earth to rob.

In the Turks, the outcome of the Han people may be death and being tortured and killed by Turkic soldiers. But there is a type of Han people who are not listed here, that is, merchants walking in the Turks and Middle-earth.

Such merchants would sell Turkic goods to Middle Earth and the materials from Middle Earth to Turkic goods. They would sell dozens of times, hundreds of times the profit.

Although these merchants were Han people, they would never be killed by the Turks. Not only would they not be killed by the Turks, but they would be regarded as guests of honor.

Those who can walk the Turkic line are not ordinary caravans. Behind each caravan is an ancient family, a clan, with extremely terrifying power. Even Turkic people dare not turn against each other at will.

Zhang Bairen was very fast. Compared with Zhang Bairen's advance, these caravans turned into snails. At this time, a caravan guy had sharp eyes and had seen Zhang Bairen's traces: "Look, why did that person go to the Turks alone? Are you not afraid of death?"

After a word fell, everyone in the caravan looked back and looked at him coldly, "Don't meddle in other people's affairs and cause trouble!"

The manager's eyes flashed. He looked at Zhang Bairen up and down, but he could not see any aura around Zhang Bairen, and a gleam appeared in his eyes: "Strong!"

Those who dare to go to the Turks alone and walk in the grassland tribes are all peerless strong people.

"This brother is very windy and sandy on the grassland, and it is easy to get lost. How about my brother and I walk with me?" The manager walked over and his eyes were full of flattery.

"Which caravan are you?" Zhang Bairen did not look back and continued to rush forward without looking back.

"We are the Zheng family caravan in Hexi, and are about to go to the Turks to deliver a batch of supplies," the manager said with a smile.

Zhang Bairen shook his head: "I just walk by myself, I don't like walking with others!"

Seeing this, the manager of the Zheng family smiled bitterly and shook his head: "Well, if you encounter any difficulties in the grassland, just say hello. My Zheng family walks on the grassland all year round, and Shibi Khan also wants to sell me some face."

After hearing this, Zhang Bairen suddenly raised the corners of his mouth and showed a smile, but this smile fell into the eyes of the manager. No matter how you look at it, it is extremely strange:

"Can you solve my trouble?"

"In this grassland, there is nothing that my Zheng family can't do!" The manager was proud and removed the inappropriate touch in his heart. Who was the dignified Zheng family afraid of?

Zhang Bairen nodded after hearing this: "Okay, I have a friend in Shibi Khan's headquarters. I'll have to trouble you to send my friend back to Middle Earth. Things will turn into 100 taels of gold. What do you think?"

"This matter is done!" Three hundred taels of gold are definitely not a small amount, and such a transaction does not need to be reported to the owner, and you can take it into your own private pocket.

Zhang Bairen nodded after hearing this: "Since that's the case, I'll wait for you in the Turks!"

When you reach Zhang Bairen's realm, the cicadas are awakened before the autumn wind moves, and you have a premonition before you start doing something.

Although Princess Yicheng didn't say it, Zhang Bairen knew for no reason that Princess Yicheng must have wanted to return to Middle Earth, so she invited herself.

This is a kind of induction, inexplicable induction.

"See you in the Turkic King's tent!"

Zhang Bairen waved his hand and took a slow step forward. It was already ten miles away, and his figure flashed and disappeared.

"A strong cultivation level, being able to make friends with such strong people is the way to survive for the aristocratic family!" The manager shook his head.

"Come here, save the car! Who will save me!"

Outside the Turkic King's Treasure

When the guards heard the exclamation in the tent, they were all moving like mountains, as if they were sculptures, and they had never heard of the shouts.

This situation can be seen every day, and since Shibi Khan came back from Yanmen Pass that time, this has often happened.

"Hu~" Shibi Khan, sweating profusely, sat up from his sleep, his eyes full of horror and fatigue!

tired!

Endless fatigue poured into his heart. Zhang Bairen's earth-shaking sword in front of Yanmen Pass traumatized Shibi Khan's soul and became Shibi Khan's nightmare.

Every midnight, Shibi Khan would wake up from his sleep. The figure in his purple robe, holding a long sword, crossed thousands of troops and horses to his home, and slashed his soul with one sword.

This dream has been repeated for too long, and it is repeated every day! It is exactly the same! It is creepy, but there is nothing we can do about it.
Chapter completed!