After guarding the clouds and seeing the bright moon, after several days and nights of continuous progress in the dark corridor, Wu Yonglin and others finally crossed the Great Snow Mountains of the Qilian Mountains and came to the Gangcha territory of Tubo (now Gangcha County, Qinghai Province, Qinghai belonged to Tubo during the Wei Dynasty). He was holding a map in his hand, which was found from the hut where the man who wanted to sneak attack him on the arc ice path. At this time, the territory of Tubo was already under his feet. Although the pursuit of the Western barbarians had gone far away, it is unknown whether the Tubo people could accept them friendly.

The splendor in Doropa's eyes also deeply infected everyone. After years of wandering outside, he finally returned to this familiar hot land that could not be reached in his dreams countless times. Doropa was so excited that he knelt directly on the ground, bent down his back and waist, and kissed the land under his feet affectionately with his lips. The people next to him couldn't bear to disturb him, because after a while, Doropa was filled with tears and choked. It was not until Wu Yonglin walked to him to comfort him that he restrained his excitement.

"It should be happy to be able to return to your hometown."

While comforting Doroba, Wu Yonglin looked at the sky. At this time, the stars in the sky were dotted. Judging from the location of the stars in the sky, it should be midnight. Doroba still has hope in his life, and his hometown, in the distant twenty-first century, undoubtedly, he may never be able to go back. Wu Yonglin has never found the feeling of home in this era. In the three years in Xicheng, he also had regrets in his heart, because he never could wait for his fiancée, and there was no woman in his family who could not be called

A family. After the destruction of Xicheng, the old house in Jinling may have become his only place to go after pacifying the world in the future. However, he did not have any nostalgia for Jinling. He spent only ten days in his life, but another soul in his heart reminded him to go home and see it often. As for whether he was reluctant to leave the old house there or the person who was nostalgic for it, Wu Yonglin seemed to see a beautiful figure in a hazy vague way, but he could not have a specific appearance. Perhaps the boy was also guarding himself, afraid that he would take the lead.

After Yue Ling'er settled the people in the Red Shirt Village, she came to Wu Yonglin. She held his other uninjured arm like a bird, leaning on his shoulder, and felt his cheek leaning towards her bun, and directly wrapped Wu Yonglin's arm around her boneless waist. When Wu Yonglin's palms were rubbing and kneading her waist intentionally or unintentionally for a while, Yue Ling'er gently bit her lower lip with silver teeth, and the clouds burned her cheeks. An unknown heat in her heart gradually made her figure tremble slightly. When Wu Yonglin was thinking about her thoughts like a wood, and without the next move, Yue Ling'er felt a little disappointed in her heart.

"Do we have our own home here?" Yue Ling'er asked tentatively. This was the farthest time she had ever walked since leaving Hongshan Village in her life. She was unfamiliar with everything in front of her, but she had a deep expectation. If she could settle down here, she would marry him. If she could, she would have two more sons. Thinking of these, her mood that had just calmed down began to stir up again.

"There will be bread, and there will be apples, and everything will be fine."

“What is bread?”

"It's the steamed buns from Brad's hometown, but they are not steamed, but roasted. I'll make them for you if you have the chance at home."

Yue Ling'er snuggled with him again, but this time it was not next to him, but directly pierced into his arms, and at the same time pressed his tiger palm to her lower abdomen, which was only about half an inch away from her pair of tight breasts. Wu Yonglin didn't know what happened today, and he didn't understand Yue Ling'er's throwing into his arms at all. He was indifferent to the style he had given it, and he could not be more serious.

At this time, Wu Yonglin was not focused on this. In recent years, Wei Chao used troops to Tubo, and countless Tubo people died in the hands of the Wei Chao people. If the Tubo soldiers and guards were really allowed to see their Wei Chao people, they would probably kill all the more than 2,000 people. Even if they didn't die, they would become slaves of the Tubo nobles and live a life worse than pigs and dogs. In fact, when they stepped into this territory, they just changed from wolf den to tiger den.

The only bargaining chip Doroba is, after all, the tea is cold, and how many people can still remember the old love, so that the Tubo people can open their mouths to them. Wu Yonglin actually did not have much confidence. Instead of being beaten passively and being slaughtered by others, it is better to take the initiative to figure out the attitude of the group of people so that the right medicine can be prescribed.

"What's wrong with you today?" Yue Ling'er, who was lying in his arms, couldn't help asking curiously. She just saw Wu Yonglin frowning, sometimes closing her eyes to ponder, sometimes looking into the distance, sometimes gazing blankly.

"Does my future wife like this place?"

Although they can't see the scenery in the distance at this moment, they can still see a plain not far away, and they can hear the sound of the snoring of the cow, and it seems that there are still a lot of them.

"How great would it be if I could camp here like when I was in Hongshan Village and live a prosperous and beautiful life."

While Yue Ling'er was still looking forward to everything in the future, pairs of green light appeared on the hillside not far from the cows, making people cool behind their backs. When Wu Yonglin thought it was Tubo soldiers who appeared and sent troops to encircle them, the Yangtze River and Chunhong appeared in front of him and Yue Ling'er. Although Chunhong, the little girl, was used to seeing the love between the two of them, they came from the side. From that direction, Wu Yonglin's big hand seemed to touch Yue Ling'er's breasts, making her face flushed. She couldn't help but pull the sleeves of the Yangtze River.

Wu Yonglin was too lazy to pay attention to the expressions on their faces at this time, and asked hurriedly: "What's going on before?"

"Don't worry, Manager Wu, it's a group of wolves, and there are quite a few, but their target seems not us, but a group of bison sleeping loudly at the foot of the mountain."

"Don't be careless. Pay attention to the movements at the foot of the mountain at any time. If these wolves covet the smell of human flesh, they will definitely leave without returning."
Chapter completed!