Jialan's white clothes are as snow as snow, her long hair is loose, and she slowly walks on the oasis with her pink and jade-made Xueer.

Blizzard and Nightmare walked majestic in front of Galan, with their majestic body and sturdy aura that was daunting.

Suro was wearing a blue long dress and a black veil hat, pressing against Galan and walking slowly.

She was wearing a half-sleeved white robe and a red hood, following Su Luo, with blue eyes looking around, looking around, very curious about everything here. This is Shanshan in the Western Regions and the border of the Great Sui Dynasty in the Eastern Territory, but most of the faces she saw were the Western Territory that she was familiar with, among which Lite people were the most.

The winter nest is nearly a hundred miles in a radius, with dozens of oasis of all sizes. It was late autumn, and nearby herders gathered with camels, horses, cattle and sheep. At the same time, refugees who fled from Qiemo also gathered here. In addition, refugees who fled from Yanqi, Gaochang and other places, all of them placed their hopes for experiencing the cold winter on this land.

Hebei prisoners Xie Qing, Fang Xiaoer, Xue Family Shisanlang, Shisilang, two Turkic guards, and two black Turkic knights each led their horses and camels, following closely behind, looking around with interest along the way.

This oasis is close to the center of Winter Nest. It has a large range and is lush with water and grass. It is suitable for grazing. It is a livestock trading market for Winter Nest Nest and a place for livestock slaughtering and fur processing. In the oasis, there are tents, camels and sheep, and people are constantly flowing. There are barbarians of all races who have lived here for a long time, as well as business trips through this place, and more are nomads who have been here for winter.

This year is different from previous years, there are more vacant barbarians. This is not only because the Tuyuhun people attacked Qiemo, the Turks and Tiel people fought north and south in Luomanshan (Tianshan). It also originated from the Sui people in the East Tu who occupied Shanshan, Qiemo, Yiwu and other places, quickly extended their powerful power to the hinterland of the Western Regions, and their influence on the Western Tu is becoming increasingly greater.

The Great Sui Dynasty had become the strongest in the Western Land. The Turks, Tiel people and the Western Regions all surrendered to the Great Sui Dynasty. Such a strong country could certainly protect the weak and of course the best object of dependence. Therefore, as long as the barbarians in the war-torn land had the conditions and ability, they could escape into the Great Sui territory at any cost. The Peacock River and Qiemo River in the Shanshan land, the ancient city of Loulan and Dongwozi between the two waters, and the Puchanghai where the two waters converge, became the first choice for refugees in the Western Land.

"Brother, do you want to buy a horse?" Sulu stepped forward, gently held Galan's arm, and asked in a soft voice.

Galan held Suro's tender little hand and smiled without saying a word.

"Brother, this time Uncle Hanhai and Brother Nishu brought two hundred of the best war horses from Saiyechuan and ten of the sweat-blooded BMWs from Dayuan." Su Luo whispered, "Brother, if you want a horse, I can help you."

Galan shook his head, "I'm not here to buy horses, I'm here to find a brother."

Suro glanced at him in surprise, "There are still northwestern wolves here?"

"He is a slave like me. We grew up in Dunhuang and practiced martial arts together in Longle Mountain." Jialan said, "He joined the army at the age of ten, entered the Laolang Mansion at the age of fifteen, and fought for ten years through life and death. Finally one day, he fell down."

"He's dead?"

"He is dead, on the Old Wolf Mansion's roster, he is dead."

"Brother, why didn't he go back to the Old Wolf Mansion?"

"When I go back, I'm really dead."

"Why?"

"Look at me." Galan smiled, "I have to thank Khan for my survival. After he arrived in Chang'an, he pleaded for me in front of the emperor. Your father and I are enemies and friends. I have saved him, and he has saved me. I hate him, and he hates me."

Su Luo didn't say anything, and after a while he let out a sad sigh, "Brother, do you still hate him now?"

"Hate!" said Jia Lan, "The longer the time, the deeper the hatred. The same is true for your father. Now he is far away from his hometown and is imprisoned by the Emperor of the Great Sui Dynasty. He has become the spoils of the Emperor of the Great Sui Dynasty's martial arts and has suffered a lot of humiliation. You said, he is looking at the Western Land from afar, do you hate me so much that I hate you?"

"I hate you too," Suro said, "I hate you very much. This time, if you leave me behind and go to the East alone, I will hate you even more, and I will hate you until death."

Galan smiled, "Suro, you want to grow up."

"I've grown up." Suro grabbed Galan's hand tightly, "Brother, you must fulfill your promise and don't leave me behind."

Galan was speechless. At this moment, Xueer stopped and grabbed him, "Brother..."

Galan bowed his head in confusion.

Xueer let go of Galan's hand, spread her arms, "Hug, hug..."

"Xue'er, you have to leave by yourself." Su Luo leaned over and smiled, "Xue'er is not allowed to be lazy."

Xueer ignored her at all, looked at Jialan with her little face raised, and a hint of expectation appeared in her eyes, "Hug, hug..."

Pianpian walked over and stretched out his hands, "Xue'er, come, sister, hug you."

"Brother, hug, hug..." Xueer once again clearly expressed her wish.

Jialan was quite surprised and held her into her arms, "Xue'er, call her a few more times, and call her brother again."

Xueer's eyes looked around, her little head kept turning, as if she was unwilling to miss any novelty, but she ignored Galan's words.

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There is a simple cowhide shed in front of it. There is a wooden case in the shed, and the case is filled with fresh lamb, and the head of sheep is hung above the wooden case.

There is a large tent behind the cowhide shed. At the back of the tent there is a small feather bar with camels, horses, and a flock of sheep.

Behind the wooden table was a honest young man with a braided hair and black hair. He was shouting hard. In the open space on the left side of the cowhide shed, there was a wooden stake with a newly slaughtered sheep hanging. A tall man in black dress held a sharp knife in his hand, focusing on peeling the sheepskin, turning a blind eye to the noisy crowd.

Galan stopped, turned to face the cowhide shed, and her eyes slowly moved from the honest young man to the face of the man in black, with a hint of joy in his eyes.

The young man saw the majestic Galan, the woman beside him, the extraordinary temperament, and the powerful follower, and knew that the visitor was either noble or rich, so he hurriedly came out of the shed. However, Blizzard and Nightmare brought strangers to approach, and let out a cold roar of thunder at the same time.

The man in black turned around and collided with Galan's eyes instantly. He suddenly showed a look of surprise in his eyes. He seemed a little excited, but he forced himself to hold it back. He nodded slightly at Galan and then continued to peel off the sheepskin.

The young man was very afraid when he faced two big mastiffs eyeing him. He stood up from a distance and opened his mouth to make a series of flattery words. The young man recognized the Turkic guards, so he spoke Turkic dialect, but Jialan asked gently in Dongtu dialect, "Are you Weihe?"

The young man's smile disappeared suddenly, his eyes involuntarily looking at the Turkic guards, with fear on his face, "I'm not, I'm not..."

"Don't panic." Jialan said again in Lite's words, "Your Mohe Khan and the Tiel tribes established the nine-sentence Tiel Alliance, defeated the Turks, and dominated the north and south of Luoman Mountain (Tianshan Mountain). You Tiel people have turned over and become masters. Since that's the case, why are you still living here?"

The young man was panicked and did not dare to speak. He turned around and ran into the cowhide shed, standing next to the man in black and said a few words quickly. The man in black seemed to ignore it and still peeled off the sheepskin, but his knife was like the wind, and his speed suddenly accelerated. He completed the final work within a few breaths.

The man in black put down his knife, took off his leather skirt, and reached out to pat the young man on the shoulder, "A Wei He man can speak Turkic dialect, Dongtu dialect, Li Te dialect, do you think he is an ordinary Wei He man?"

The young man bowed his head and said nothing.

The man in black handed the leather skirt on his hand to the young man, "Go to the tent to clean up my things, put them on the camel, and bring my horse."

The young man looked at the man in black in surprise, "Brother Chu, are you leaving?"

"There is no banquet that will last forever." The man in black smiled, "I'm leaving. I'm going to give you these camels, horses, cattle and sheep. The winter nest is a good place, but it's not as good as Dunhuang, nor is it as good as Chang'an. You have always wanted to go to Dunhuang and Chang'an, so take advantage of your youth and go for a try."

The young man was stunned and looked at the man in black in disbelief.

The man in black turned around and walked towards Galan. He looked weathered, his skin was dry, his forehead was wrinkled like marks, his temples were gray, and his hair was even more white. His vicissitudes and indifferent eyes were hidden deep sadness.

When Blizzard saw him, he raised his head and cried out, then rushed forward, and his head hit his head directly into the arms of the man in black.

"Grow up." The man in black hugged Blizzard's big head and stroked its neck and hair affectionately.

Jia Lan walked over. The man in black put down the snow and bowed to the salute, "Chu Yue meets the coach of the traveling army!"

Galan bowed slightly, "Brother Changge..."

"You're late."

"The wind and sand in Tulunchuan are too strong, I am lost and delayed my time."

Changge smiled, opened his arms and hugged Galan tightly, "Good brother, you are finally here."

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Chu Yue led a camel horse and walked at the end of the team, as calm as water.

Jialan did not introduce Chu Yue to everyone, but everyone secretly speculated about the origin of this mysterious figure, and was thinking about the purpose of Jialan's running to the winter nest today.

We have arrived at another oasis. There are many Lite merchants on this oasis, mainly selling some daily necessities.

Galan stopped in front of a large open tent. The tent was filled with common furniture, including chairs, beds, boxes, and six folding screens. A Lite was greeting guests attentively, while several servants were busy in the tent. In the corner, a young man in white clothes was lying on several tables, concentrating on carving the patterns on the edge of the desk.

When Li Teren saw Jia Lan and his party, he glanced at him very quickly, and he instantly smiled and ran up to meet him.

"Ao..." Blizzard and Nightmare suddenly rushed out from behind Galan, opening their mouths to make a roar of thunder.

Li Teren was shocked and retreated.

The young man in white stopped his hand, and a hint of disgust appeared on Leng Jun's face, which was as sharp as a knife, and then slowly raised his head and looked out of the tent. His eyes stopped on Jia Lan, and his cold eyes suddenly burst out with a hot light, and then instantly moved to Chu Yue who was standing at the end of the team. Chu Yue smiled slightly and nodded slightly at him.

The hands of the young man in white were trembling, and a faint blush appeared on his pale face, and his breathing gradually became heavy. Suddenly, he stood up, took a deep breath, his expression was immediately calm, his face was cold again, his eyes were still cold, but there was a little passion, a flying and passion.

He bent down, and the carved knife in his hand slashed rapidly on the edges of several tables, gradually transforming into a afterimage. The knife disappeared, and only saw debris flying down.

Li Te stood in the tent, greeted him loudly, greeted him with a smile, and said in a very flattering manner.

The young man in white put down the carving knife, gently blew away the debris from the table, looked at the carved patterns, and showed a look of satisfaction.

"Brother Ah Fei, is it finished?" A young man's servant walked to him and asked intimately.

"Pack up my luggage and put it on the camel. Take my horse." A Fei took out a small leather bag from his arms and handed it to the boy, "You are very hardworking and smart, but if you want to support yourself in this industry, you still need to work hard. This little money is enough for you to go to Dunhuang and save enough money in the future, go to Chang'an. That is your dream."

"Brother Ah Fei..." The boy was surprised, "Are you leaving?"

A Fei turned around and left, "If you have the chance, see you in Chang'an."

Li Te was talking nonstop when he suddenly saw A Fei coming, and then saw a big hand reaching in front of him, and a cold word came from his ear, "Money!"

Qian? Li Te was first confused, and then shouted, "You eat, drink, and live in mine. Your camel horse eats better than you. You have owed me three years of wages. Do you still dare to ask me for money?"

The big hand suddenly closed, and a fist rose into the air and hit Li Teren's face hard. Li Teren was caught off guard, screamed shrillly, and his body bumped out. Ah Feifei was as fast as lightning, grabbed Li Teren's arm with his left hand, swung his right fist, and slammed continuously like a storm.

The servants in the tent exclaimed loudly, but no one came forward to stop them. Several guests left in a panic. The people who came and went ignored them and didn't even stop and watch. What's the point of fighting? One day when the winter nest will not be killed? If you don't want to suffer, stay away as soon as possible.

The fist stopped. Li Teren's face was covered in blood and was shocked.

"Money!" Ah Fei opened his bloody hands.

"I'll give it to you, I'll give it to you. Don't beat it, I'll give it to you." Li Te repeatedly begged, took out the leather bag, opened it tremblingly, and was about to withdraw money from it, suddenly hugged it tightly and shouted at Ah Fei, "Your camel horse eats all beans, which are high-quality beans. I bought it for money and will be deducted from the wages."

Ah Fei nodded.

Li Te grabbed the wallet tighter, "You came here when you were injured and took a lot of medicine, so the money you had to be deducted."

Ah Fei nodded again.

"I bought all the robes and leather boots you wear on your feet, and they will be deducted."
To be continued...