Zhaojun at this time.

Looking at the scene outside the car, the endless yellow sand was silently telling her a message.

My hometown is thousands of miles away.

I am alone and helpless.

I couldn't help but feel sad.

She turned back silently, her eyes slightly moist, and reached out to take the pipa standing beside her.

The sad woman gently stroked the strings of the zither, producing a low, trembling sound, like sobbing.

Zhaojun sat up straight and hugged the pipa tightly.

Although there was a lot of yellow sand on the hair.

But the white fingers are spotless, slender and green.

The next moment, melodious piano music spread.

The song of "Leaving Home" is heartbreaking.

Huhanye Chanyu, who was walking in the yellow sand, was stunned. The queen was really smart, she was like a treasure, and her piano skills were also unique! Many of the accompanying Western Han soldiers, braving the wind and sand, pulled their horses with all their strength, their dry lips trembling slightly, and their eyes moistened when they heard the sound of the pipa.

As the tone of the pipa gradually becomes higher.

Something unexpected happened to the sand dunes ahead.

At the top of the sand dune, tall and fierce horses began to appear, gathering more and more, as if covering the entire horizon.

The knife flashed brightly, and a pair of fierce eyes swept over!

Huhanye Chanyu was shocked! "There is an ambush!"

He squinted his eyes to see the figures on the fierce horses, gritted his teeth, and said angrily: "It's Zhizhi!"

The whole team began to panic! Just a quick glance and they knew that the other side had far more people than they did! Clang!

clang!

The Xiongnu soldiers and Han cavalry in the border team drew their weapons, but as soon as they took a step, they felt their legs go weak!

Zhaojun, who was in the carriage, also clearly heard the commotion outside.

His expression did not change at all and his eyes slowly closed.

The pipa music in her hand was even more melodious, floating over the entire desert, adding an even more solemn and murderous aura!

She knew that this danger was an inevitable ordeal on the journey to the frontier!

Whether they can pass or not depends on God's will! Swoosh! A sound of breaking through the air was heard, and a sharp arrow was shot out from the Hun soldiers above the sand dunes! Moreover, they were in a favorable direction, and the arrow spanned a distance of nearly 2 miles and directly shot through the chest of a Han general!

Boom! The Han general's eyes widened and he fell off his horse! The whole team became more and more panicked, "It's bad, it feels like all the strength in my body has been drained, I can't even control the horse!"

"You Xiongnu soldiers are good at fighting against the yellow sand, why don't you charge in?"

"At such a long distance, why don't you Han cavalry meet the enemy? What are you waiting for?!"

Zhaojun frowned in the carriage.

Is this what they call the wrong time, the wrong place, and the wrong people? Is this the end of my journey to the frontier?

Suddenly, I heard a commotion outside the car again.

Someone shouted, "Who is that? The Western Han reinforcements? Why is there only one person?"

The pipa music in Zhaojun's hand continued, but she felt an inexplicable tremor in her heart and tilted her ears slightly.

It was at this time.

The cloth curtains on the car windows were originally tied with layers of knots, but they were suddenly blown by the wind, unfolding inch by inch and fluttering in the wind.

Yellow sand hit her face and Zhaojun opened her eyes subconsciously.

But suddenly, he saw a man in blue Hanfu standing with his hands behind his back on the sand dune, facing eight thousand Hun soldiers alone.

His clothes fluttered in the wind as the melodious pipa played.

Zhaojun remembered that the man had tied the accessories around his waist with his own hands.

The man did not look back, but his name had already been imprinted in Zhaojun's heart.

Is that you?

Always accompanying the carriage and horses?

Can.

Are you doing this to die with me?

Zhaojun said nothing, with a bitter taste in her mouth.

Glancing at the soldiers accompanying them, they were all so weak that even standing became a problem.

The tears in Zhaojun's eyes gathered more and more, and she could only use a piece of pipa music to express her feelings.

On the sand dunes.

Zhizhi Chanyu looked at the man in Hanfu who suddenly appeared in front of him with an expression of disbelief.

"There is still a fish that has slipped through the net? A weak scholar wearing Hanfu? Could it be the lover of the Han woman?"

"Crush him to pieces!"

But the man in Hanfu looked at the eight thousand Hun soldiers calmly without saying a word.

Instead, he stretched out one arm and pointed it diagonally at the ground.

A jet-black blade stretched out from his sleeve, growing longer and longer until it pointed directly into the yellow sand.

The next moment.

The man's body shot out, and the black light in his hand slashed across.

No figure could be seen, but a black light flashed, and large numbers of Hun soldiers fell off their horses!

The situation changed instantly, and screams were heard!

Zhaojun looked from afar.

Her heart trembled and her beautiful eyes flashed.

Amid the sound of the pipa, the man in ancient costume rarely appeared, but every moment he looked like a killing god.

The huge red sun gradually sets.

Just hovering above the sand dunes.

The accompanying soldiers who went out of the border almost crawled on the ground. They saw the man's figure moving across the line between heaven and earth, invincible, and no one could step off the sand dune.

Everyone was extremely shocked!

In a flash, the blood turned into a river, flowing slowly along the sand dunes like a mangrove taking root.

Zhaojun's pipa responded with this, gradually releasing a sharp tone.

In the thrilling scene, a man in Hanfu rushed into the enemy camp alone, and his pitch-black sword was like a deadly dance. Countless enemy soldiers were thrown into the air and then torn into pieces!

The smell of blood filled the air! The ability he displayed was worthy of being able to defeat 10,000 enemies, not to mention 8,000! The woman who had never been moved by the wind and rain, now had tears on her face.

Even so, he didn't even look at me.

He was not at all the young man you met by chance in the secular world.

But he is a divine man sent by God to help me.

There is no mistake in the poem, post, content, and read the book on 6, 9, and bar!

It was just my wishful thinking before.

The sound of the pipa suddenly stopped.

I only heard Zhaojun say: "Keep going."

The accompanying soldier suddenly came to his senses, looked at Zhaojun who was sitting in a daze with horror, and an inexplicable awe appeared in his eyes.

This woman is protected by the gods! They gritted their teeth together, squeezed out the last bit of strength, and dragged the horses.

As the carriage slowly moved, the sound of the pipa rang out again.

Looking at the battlefield, the melody accompanies the man's killing moves, like a requiem.

Looking at the convoy, the melody is full of farewell, lonely and tragic.

After beheading for a long time, the man in Hanfu on the sand dune slashed with his sword, but it was empty! He saw that there was no one left standing in front.

His chest rose and fell as he slowly sheathed the black blade.

In order not to be shaken, he concentrated and counted every enemy he killed.

The total number is four thousand eight hundred and three, and his clothes are not stained with blood.

The remaining three thousand men had already thrown away their weapons and fled into the depths of the desert.

He stood there, watching the carriage go farther and farther away.

There was a group of geese flying north in the sky. They were attracted by the sound of the pipa. They landed on the sand dunes, tilted their heads and listened quietly.

Brother Liu was silent.

The sound of the pipa was so sad and beautiful that it made the wild geese descend.

As the ancients said, Xi Shi was so beautiful that she could make fish sink to the bottom of the water, while Zhaojun was so beautiful that she could make wild geese fall to the ground.

Her beauty is far more than just her looks.

And there is a sense of righteousness in my heart.

Brother Liu frowned.

There was some moisture in the eyes.

What a pity, what a pity. History cannot be changed.

Immediately, a black vortex appeared around him. Brother Liu stepped into it, and there was no trace of him anymore between heaven and earth.

Zhaojun walked forward, her fingers that were touching the strings of the zither were already a little red and swollen.

But she still bit her lips lightly and persisted stubbornly.

Let this melody accompany him a little longer.

Suddenly, I heard a scream from outside.

On both sides of the road, there were endless red pomegranate trees, and the water that provided water to the trees was the blood of some miscellaneous soldiers who were ambushing along the road.

The soldiers cried out weird!

How is it possible for trees to grow in a desert?

And Zhaojun just stared at everything in a daze.

If you have this intention, why don't you take me away?

The next moment.

A straight line appeared between heaven and earth, one end starting from the continent and the other end sinking into the clouds. It was like a silver thread, bursting with bright light, and then the line split, revealing a door that penetrated heaven and earth.

It opened with a bang, and the light was distorted.

A man in a white shirt appeared with a silver figure that looked like a robot or a higher life form.

at this time.

The entire Hun army heading north came to a standstill.

Only the beautiful Concubine Zhaojun moved freely. She looked at everything in a daze, and as the figure slowly approached, tears gradually filled her eyes.

It was quiet and silent all around.

But the man in the white shirt came to Zhaojun with a silver figure and said with a calm smile: "Although it has been a long time, I can't bear to see you fulfill your mission alone."

Zhaojun was completely stunned. "You are."

The figure in white smiled, "I am Emperor Jiu, the future him."

After saying that.

The silver figure beside the man in white began to change, imitating the appearance of Zhaojun, and dressed in luxurious crown and robes.

The man smiled and said, "Let's go."

Then he took Zhaojun's hand and stepped into the gate of heaven and earth.

The silver figure that appeared was sitting cross-legged in the carriage, exactly like Zhaojun.

There was a lone smoke in the desert as the team slowly moved north.

Nobody knows.

At this time, the beauty has already moved on.