aving, don't even dream of escaping from this king..."If you like "Fu Zi Mo Qin Luo Yan", please copy and paste the following URL to share it with your QQ, WeChat or Weibo friends, thank you for your...The weather in the desert was scorching during the day, almost making people faint, and freezing at night, causing their teeth to chatter. Fortunately, Qin Luo'yan and her group had ample supplies. At night, they set up their tents and lit a bonfire, which provided some protection from the cold.

They trekked across the desert for two days, encountering a few minor dust storms along the way. However, since everyone except Qin LuoYan were martial arts masters, there were no casualties.

On the third day, they arrived at the border between Nan Yue and Bei Ming. Just beyond this border, a day's journey would lead them to that lawless little town. However, in the afternoon of this day, as the group just crossed a sand dune, they saw a sea of heads stretching out far in the distance.

At the very front, Rong Ye was startled. He quickly urged everyone to retreat backward until they reached the foot of the dune. Only then did he cautiously peek out and look into the distance.

Among the throngs of people, military flags could be faintly seen, seemingly belonging to the armies of Beiming Kingdom.

Qin Luoyan also glanced at it from afar, frowning and saying: "I didn't expect the army of Beiming Kingdom to arrive so quickly."

"Indeed, Nan Yue claimed to have only sent troops against Bei Ming for ten days. Unexpectedly, Bei Ming's army has already assembled at the border. It seems as though Bei Ming intends to attack Nan Yue." Rong Ye also furrowed his brow.

Rong Ye's words reminded Qin Luo Yan. She had always felt that Fu Zi Mo's death was suspicious, and now seeing the state of war between the two countries, she felt even more strange. Especially when she looked closely, she found that the weapons used by the North Ming country's army were very ordinary.

Isn't it said that the Generalissimo of Beiming Nation had a skilled artisan under his command, who produced excellent weapons But look at this army in front of us; the equipment used by these soldiers is quite ordinary. Where did the troops equipped with fine gear go

Qin Luoyan was already proficient in weapon manufacturing, so she naturally paid extra attention to the weapons used by those soldiers. She had a vague idea in mind, but it was like a broken thread, always unable to make sense of it.

Rong Ye then sent a nimble elder from his entourage to scout the surroundings. The elder returned after less than half an hour, reporting that within a five-mile radius, they had only seen the army of Beiming Nation and no sign of the army of Nanyue Nation. If they were to go around through the sand dunes on the side, although it would add half a day's journey, they should be able to avoid detection by the Beiming Nation's army.

"This is really strange. Wasn't it said that the Southern Yue Kingdom sent troops to attack Bei Ming And here we are, with Bei Ming's army arriving, but not a single soldier from Nan Yue" Rong Ye muttered as he directed his men to prepare to bypass the battlefield by circling around the sand dunes on the side.

"When two countries go to war, it's all smoke and mirrors. The border between them stretches for hundreds of miles; who knows where the Nanyue army might be positioned – on the frontline or somewhere else entirely" an elder analyzed.

Rong Ye pondered for a moment and nodded, "Perhaps. Regardless, we should prioritize our own affairs first. Let them fight if they want to. When we've finished what we need to do, we can then sort out the power dynamics between the two countries."

Qin Luoyan listened, and a cold smile instantly appeared on her face. It turned out that Rong Ye had also made plans to reap the benefits of others' misfortune. He was truly an old fox, probably thinking of first resolving the heads of the Ling family and the Li family at the treasure source, and then taking advantage of the internal strife between the two families to harvest their power in Nanyue and Beiming countries.

Although she sneered inwardly, Qin Luoyan didn't show anything on her face. She silently rode her camel and walked among the crowd. She cast a discreet glance back and said to Xiaolong, "Xiaolong, do you still have water My water bottle is empty. Give me a sip from yours."

Xiao Long readily stepped forward and handed him a water bottle he had never drunk from before.

As Xiaolong approached, Qin Luoyan took the water jug and whispered, “Go check on the movements of Bei Ming Guo’s Protector General and… Nan Yue Guo’s Prime Minister Yin Qi.”

A flicker of surprise crossed Xiao Long's eyes, and he then nodded.

Their conversation was swift and did not attract the attention of others.

After walking for a while, Xiaolong suddenly complained of a stomachache. He curled up on the camel’s back, breaking out in a cold sweat as if he had heatstroke.

Rong Ye's face was not looking good. He had given Qin Luoyan enough patience, but he had no patience for a lowly servant like Xiao Long.

"A man, his body can't take this kind of punishment. What a waste." Rong Ye waved his hand, letting an elder skilled in medicine from the team come up and have a look.

After examining him, the elder reported to Rong Ye: "He's suffering from heatstroke. Judging by his condition, he needs to rest here immediately. Otherwise, if it worsens, it would be difficult to treat him in this desert."

"We're short on time, we can't delay the schedule because of him," Rong Ye was very dissatisfied, his tone cold and sharp. He turned to Qin Luoyan again and said, "Miss Qin, he is your person, what do you say should be done"

Although he seemed to be seeking Qin Luoyan's opinion, his face clearly showed that he wanted to leave Xiaolong behind. Qin Luoyan didn't doubt it at all; if she said they should all stay and wait for Xiaolong, Rong Ye would definitely flip out immediately.

Qin Luo's brows furrowed, and a look of distress appeared on her face. She seemed somewhat afraid of Rong Ye. After a long while, she could only sigh and compromise: "Then, how about we set up a tent for him here so he can rest We'll wait for him to recover a bit and then catch up with us."

When she spoke, a trace of pity still lingered on her face. Leaving someone suffering from heatstroke in the desert... how likely was it that they'd survive Everyone knew the answer deep down.

Then Rong Ye let out a cold snort, seemingly satisfied with her awareness of the situation. He didn't feel anything was wrong about abandoning such a useless waste at all. This was the attitude of someone in power; to them, people were simply divided into useful and useless.

And Qin Luoyan's compromise was completely within his expectations, after all, she was just a little girl. Could she possibly dare to confront him because of a servant

"Alright, then let's reserve a tent for him." This seemed to be Rong Ye's biggest concession. Under his order, several people immediately stepped forward and began setting up the tent. They worked quickly, and once the tent was ready, they helped Xiao Long into it.

As the group prepared to set off again, Qin Luoyan took some dry food before their departure and placed it on Xiaolong’s camel. She bent down and said to Xiaolong, "I'm sorry."

Little Dragon was a bit weak, but he still managed to force a smile at her. "Don't worry," he said. "I'm tough as nails. I've always been able to take it. Just give me a little rest and I'll catch up to you."

Qin Luoyan nodded slightly, then followed Rong Ye and the others away.

However, no one saw that after they left, Xiaolong sat up, his face now free of any weakness.

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