In the black prison of Wanghai City, Murong Ke swung his sword and cut the rope that bound Qingqiu Youyong's waist.

Qingqiu Youyong made a bunch of oaths, in the name of the Iron Guard, in the name of the King Butcher, and in the name of the Qingqiu family.

This was the price Murong Ke demanded to release him.

She pointed the sword of the big girl Chi Songyue at his heart: "Swear, you will never take up arms against the Buyang family or the Murong family again, and swear, you will force your brother to fulfill his promise and release my daughters safe and sound." By the life of your sister, your father, and your son, swear to the gods of heaven and earth, and I will let you go back to your sister. If you don't agree, don't blame me for the white knife in and the red knife out. She turned her sword, the sharp tip piercing through her ragged garment, the tingling feeling still fresh in her memory.

Now, Qingqiu has the courage to walk between heaven and earth.

The east wind brushed through the tangled hair, gentle and fragrant, just like the fingertips of my sister's tolerant fingers.

He listened to the birds singing, felt the pulse of the river, and the boat was paddling with the oars towards the white curtain that was gradually appearing in the sky. After staying in the dark for so long, Qingqiu Youyong felt that the world was so sweet that he almost fainted.

I survived and soaked up the sun. Suddenly, he laughed, abruptly like a startled bird.

"Quiet," Niu'er grumbled with a frown. A frown is more suitable for that ugly wide face than a smile - of course, Qingqiu Yuyong has never seen her smile. He imagined to himself what it would be like to let her take off her studded leather armor and put on her sister's silk dress. It's no different from a cow in a silk coat.

But this cow can row. Beneath the rough brown breeches, she did have legs as cows, as thick as hardwood, and the long muscle keys on her arms stretched and contracted with each blow. Even after rowing for most of the night, she showed no signs of fatigue, and her cousin Xiahou Yu, who rowed another oar, was far behind. She really looked like a tall and strong country girl, but her tone was noble, and she carried a long sword and a dagger. Oh, will she use it? Qingqiu Youyong wants to try it, and once he gets rid of the shackles, he will try it immediately.

He was handcuffed and had a heavy iron ring attached to his ankle less than a foot. "I thought the Qingqiu family's oath of honor wasn't enough?" he chuckled as they tied him up. Murong Ke drunk him to a great degree, and Qingqiu Youyong was vague about the process of escaping from Wanghai City. It seemed that the jailer was in trouble, but the strong girl subdued it in a few strokes.

Then he walked through the endless staircase, turning around, his legs were as weak as grass, he tripped and fell to the ground three or two times, and was finally carried by the girl. Somewhere, they wrapped him in a walker's cloak and shoved him into the bottom of the boat. He remembered hearing Murong Ke asking people to open the sluice of the water gate, and then repeated the new conditions to Xiahou Yu word by word and in an indisputable tone, asking him to bring them back to Guangming City to report it.

Then it's a boat ride. Although the medicinal wine made him groggy, his heart was good, and he felt like stretching his body...... When you are in the black cell, you are bound by chains, and you do not get this enjoyment.

For a long time, Qingqiu Youyong has been accustomed to sleeping on a horse during the march, and it is not difficult. Qingqiu is sick, and he will definitely laugh when he knows that I have slept on the way to escape. Wake up, the sound of iron shackles is really annoying. "Miss," he cried, "all right, smash these iron things apart, and how about we take turns?"

She frowned again, showing her teeth and the angry suspicion. "You've got to wear good shackles. King Slayer. ”

"Are you going to row us to the City of Light by yourself, girl?"

"My name is Chi Songyue, not Niu'er. ”

"My name is Qingqiu Youyong, not the king butcher. ”

"You didn't kill the king?"

"You don't deserve to be a woman?" Oh, don't admit it, or unbutton your pants and show me?" he smiled innocently, "You can't blame me, your appearance really doesn't prove anything." ”

Xiahou Yu said distressedly: "Cousin, pay attention to politeness. ”

This guy's blood in the Qingqiu family is quite thin. Xiahou Lei is the eldest son of Aunt Gina and the stupid Xiahou Bin, and that nerd has lived in fear of Lord Qingqiu since he married the righteous sister of Qingqiu's spiritual power...... When Xiahou Lei led Shuanghe City to join the side of Wanghai City, Xiahou Bin was so frightened that he dared to stand on his wife's side. Qingqiu City has an extra stupid pig who is doing a disservice. Xiahou Yu looks like a weasel, fights like a goose, and has the courage to be equivalent to a braver sheep. Murong Ke promised to bring the letter to Qingqiu and release him if he was ill, and Xiahou Yu solemnly swore an oath.

Qingqiu Youyong thought of the bucket that Murong Ke kicked over in the black prison. Strange woman, willing to trust her daughter's life to me, who treats honor as shit? Of course, in fact, her hope is pinned on Qingqiu's illness. "Perhaps, after all, she doesn't," he said loudly.

His captor misheard, "I'm not a benzene egg. Not even deaf. ”

Qingqiu Youyong is interested, it is too easy to mock her, and she is idle anyway. "I'm talking to myself, I didn't say you, I'm sorry, it's easy to develop bad habits in a black cell. ”

She frowned at him, pushed the paddle forward, pulled back, pushed forward again, and said nothing.

Her mouth is as good as the flower and moon on her face. "Judging by your words, I think you must have a noble appearance. ”

"My father is the Lord of Chisongyang, and he is a vassal of the Northern Underworld. She reluctantly replied.

"The North Underworld is finished, haven't you heard the news yet?"

"I serve Mrs. Murong Ke. She ordered me to send you safely to your brother Qingqiu in the City of Light, where he was sick, not to quarrel with you. Give me some peace. ”

"Ouch, all right, I've had enough of the quiet, miss. ”

"Then talk to Xiahou Yu, I have nothing to talk about with the monster. ”

Qingqiu Youyong shouted: "Monster, under the water, in the willow forest, tsk, but I don't have a sword!"

"I'm referring to the man who blasphemed his sister, killed the king, and threw innocent children off a tall tree. ”

Innocent? That bad boy is spying on us. I just want to be alone with my sister for an hour. The trip to the Northland was a torture: I saw her every day, but I couldn't touch her.

"Be polite when you mention my sister, girl. He warned her.

"My name is Chi Songyue, not Niu'er. ”

"Ha, do you still care what the monster calls you?"

"My name is Akamatsutsuki. She replied stubbornly like a hound.

"Miss Akamatsutsuki?" the other party's discomfort made Aooka Yuyong amused, "Akamatsutsuki-sama?" "No, I don't think so. You can dress a cow from head to end with a belt or fabric, and dress her in a good silk coat as armor, but that doesn't mean you can ride her into battle. ”

"Cousin Youyong, please, don't be so rude. Under the cloak, Xiahou Yu wore a burqa, embroidered with the four-point coat of arms of the Shuangcheng of the Xiahou family and the green fox of the Qingqiu family. "There's still a long way to go, and we can't argue with ourselves. ”

"I only use my sword when I want to quarrel, old watch, and I talk to my wife. Tell me, girl, do all the women in your territory look as inferior as you? I really feel sorry for the men over there, who live on a dreary rock, and may not know a real woman for the rest of their lives. ”

"It's a beautiful place, if it weren't for this war," the girl muttered as she paddled hard, "Sapphire Land." Give me quiet, monster, or I'll gag your mouth. ”

"Look, she's rude enough, isn't she, old watch?" Qingqiu Youyong asked Xiahou Yu. "I think she's got a lot of steel, and in fact, no one dares to call me a monster to my face. "Even though they all say that behind their backs, I have no doubt.

Xiahou Yu coughed uneasily. "Miss Akamatsutsuki has undoubtedly heard a lot of rumors about Qingqiu City. The Buyang family can't defeat you on the battlefield, so spread evil words and release cold arrows. ”

They've beaten me on the battlefield, you jawless idiot. Qingqiu smiled knowingly, and people can understand different meanings from such a hypocritical smile. Did his cousin Xiahou Yu really swallow the shit, or was he trying his best to please him? What kind of person is he, an honest fool or a shameless horse spirit?

Xiahou Yu happily continued, "Some people actually believe that the Imperial Forest Iron Guard will harm the child, and they don't understand the meaning of honor at all. ”

Horse Spirit. Seriously, he regretted falling from a tree. As the child lay dying, Aooka grumbled endlessly to Jaime. "He's only seven years old," she scolded him, "and even if we understand what we've seen, we can scare him and shut him up." ”

"I don't know if you think-"

"You never use your brain. If that kid wakes up and tells his father—"

"If!if!" he pulled her to his lap, "if he wakes up we say he's dreaming, he's lying, and if it's not good, I'll slaughter and dust." ”

"Are you really crazy?"

He kissed her instead. At first she tried to resist, then opened her mouth in obedience. He remembered the taste of wine and cloves on her tongue. She trembled. He ripped open her skirt and tore the silk, and no one cared about the Yang family's children......

Downstream, the rays of the rising sun shine on the windswept river. The south shore is all rich red soil, as smooth as a road. The streams flow into the big river, and the submerged ** branches are still leaning against the bank. The north shore is a wilderness with towering cliffs twenty feet high and overgrown with birch, oak, and chestnut trees. Aoka Yuyong noticed that there was a watchtower on the high ground ahead, which was getting taller and bigger with the paddle of the ship. But before he arrived, he knew it was deserted, and the tower's windswept stones were covered with roses.

When the wind direction changed, Xiahou Yu helped the fat girl raise the sails. This is a hard triangle cloth with red and blue stripes, the color of the Murong family, if they meet the Qingqiu family's troops, they will definitely cause trouble, but this is the only sail they have.

Akamatsu Moon at the helm. Qingqiu Youyong threw out the downwind board, and the iron shackles rattled as he moved. After that, the boat traveled much faster, and the wind and tide followed them. "Why don't you hand me over to my father?" he said.

"Lady Murong Ke's daughters are in Guangming City, and I swear to bring them back to the death. ”

Qingqiu Youyong turned to Xiahou Lei, "Cousin, give me the dagger." ”

"No," the woman tensed, "I will never give you a weapon." Her tone was as uncompromising as a rock.

She's afraid of me, even if I'm in chains. "Xiahou Yu, it seems that I have to ask you to trim my face for me. Don't move your beard and shave your hair. ”

"Shaved your head?" asked Xiahou Yu in surprise.

"It is well known throughout the country that Qingqiu Youyong is a bearded blonde knight, and a bald man with a dirty yellow beard may not be noticeable. When I'm in shackles, I'd rather not be recognized. ”

This dagger is not as sharp as it should be. Xiahou Yu slashed at it, pulled away the tangled hair, and threw it aside. Luxurious golden curls floated on the surface of the water, slowly flowing towards the stern of the boat. The hair fell, and a lice crawled up to his neck, and Jaime grabbed it with his backhand and crushed it with his thumb. Xiahou Yu twisted other lice from his scalp and flicked them into the river. Qingqiu Youyong wet his head, pointed to Kexiahou Yumoli dagger, and then scraped off all the remaining yellow hair stubs. When they were done, they trimmed their beards again.

He didn't know the man reflected in the water. Not only was he bald, but the years in the black prison had made him look at least five years older: his face had become emaciated, his eye sockets were sunken, and he had wrinkles that he had never felt before. I'm not exactly the same as my sister anymore. She's going to hate me.

At noon, Xiahou Yu fell asleep, snoring like a pair of mating mallards. Aooka Youyong looked at the world that was fading away at the stern. After leaving the Black Prison, every rock and tree is a wonderland.

Along the way, you will pass a number of simple single-person wooden houses, which are supported by long, thin poles that look like water cranes. There was no sign of habitation, only birds flying overhead, or chirping on the branches of the trees on the shore, and Aiogaoka Yuyong caught a glimpse of whitebait paddling across the water. Until I saw something worse - several drifting logs, one of which turned out to be a pale and swollen corpse, and the cloak was undoubtedly the green robe of the Qingqiu family. He wondered if this was someone he knew.

The tributaries of the Trident River provide convenience for people and objects to pass through the river. In peacetime, the river was filled with fishermen's dinghys, large grain boats, pontoon boats of merchants who bought clothes and sewing needles, and even the most colourful and fancy play boats, whose sails were sewn with more than half a hundred different colors of fabric, sailed upstream, passing village and castle.

The war took everything. They passed through the village, but they did not see the villagers. Empty nets that have been cut and torn hang from trees, which is the only sign of fisherman habitation. A little girl drinking horses by the river caught a glimpse of the sail and fled at full speed. Then they passed a charred tower, and a dozen peasants dug in the fields beneath the tower's shell, looked at the boat with a blank eye, and when they were sure that the visitor was not a threat, they returned to their work.

The Hongxi River is wide and slow, with a meandering course that twists and turns, dotted with wooded islands and sandbars blocking the waterway, and punctuated by reefs below the water's surface. Akamatsu Moon seems to be extremely keen, often anticipating danger and spotting passages. Qingqiu Youyong praised her for her wealth of knowledge about rivers, and she looked at him suspiciously, "I'm not familiar with rivers. But I knew how to paddle and play the sails before I even knew how to ride a horse. ”

Xiahou Yu sat up and rubbed his eyes. "God, my arms are so sore, the wind hasn't stopped, right?" he sniffed, "I smell the rain." ”

Qingqiu Youyong hopes for heavy rain. The black prison in Wanghai City City was not the cleanest place in the Seven Kingdoms, and he must smell like a rancid sheep now.

Xiahou Yu squinted and looked downstream, "Smoke." ”

A slender gray finger rose in a crooked manner. Columns of smoke swirled and rose many miles to the south bank. Below it, Aiogaoka Youyong faintly saw a large house next to a mistletoe tree full of dead women.

The corpse crows hadn't moved yet, and the thin ropes dug deep into the soft skin of their throats, and the wind blew them around. "This is not a chivalrous act," said Akamatsutsuki, who had taken a closer look, "A true knight would never forgive such a shameless massacre." ”

"True knights do worse every time they go into battle, girl," Aooka said, "it's just a piece of cake." ”

Akamatsu turned the rudder and sailed towards the shore, "I will not let innocent people be devoured by crows. ”

"What a heartless girl! Crows are not living immortals, and they need food to wrap their stomachs. Go our way, and leave these dead ghosts, stupid women. ”

They landed above the large oak tree that jutted out of the water. Chi Songyue lowered the sails, Qingqiu Youyong climbed out, the shackles made the movement look very clumsy, and the water of the Red Creek River soaked his shoes and soaked his ragged breeches. He knelt down with a smile and buried his head deep in the water, shaking it wet. His arms were covered with lumpy sludge, and when he was carefully wiped clean, his hands finally turned back to their white and slender appearance. But his legs were so stiff that he could barely stand on his feet. Damn, I've been in the black jail in Wanghai City for too long.

Chi Songyue and Xiahou Yu dragged the boat ashore. The corpse hung over their heads, reeking of rotting fruit. "Somebody has to cut the rope," Niu'er said.

"I'll climb the tree," Qingqiu Youyong trekked ashore with a jingling of the ground, "and please take the shackles first." ”

Niu'er ignored him, staring intently at a female corpse. Qingqiu Youyong's shackles were only a foot long, and he could only walk over with small steps. When he saw the thick sign hanging around the neck of the tallest corpse, he couldn't help laughing. "Man is the same as a fox. "Aha," he reads, "yes, it's not chivalrous at all...... But you're not doing it on our side. Poor woman, what has she done?"

"They are innkeepers," said Xiahou Yu, "I remember that this was once a hotel, and I went up and returned to Wanghai City, and I took the team to spend the night here." "Today, there is nothing left of the building except the stone foundation, the collapsed beams and some charred ashes. Light smoke rises from the rubble.

A long time ago, Qingqiu Youyong left both women and women to Qingqiu to care about when he was sick, and he only had one woman. "It seems that these girls have pleased my father's soldiers, and may have given them food and drink, so they have been given a traitor's collar—just for a kiss and a glass of ale. He walked around the river to make sure there was no one around.

"Akamatsutsuki," he said, hoping to be polite enough to make her listen to him, "if there is chaos today, I'm afraid the Dao will be blocked." ”

There seemed to be a hint of uncertainty in those large blue eyes. "You are under my protection, and no one can touch you unless they kill me. ”

"I don't think it's bothering them. ”

"My martial arts are on par with you," she said defensively, "I am the sole heir of the Akamatsu family, I am the leader of the Rainbow Guard of the family, and I am not afraid of any man. ”

"The Rainbow Guardian must be a Seven Fairy Knights? A singer once said that women in silk robes are beautiful...... But he hasn't seen you in person, has he?"

The woman blushed. "We still have to dig graves. She started climbing trees.

She climbed the trunk of the tree, the lower branch of which was large enough to stand. With a dagger in hand, she walked through the foliage and cut down the corpses. When the body falls, the flies surround it at once, and the more corpses fall, the stronger the stench becomes. "Why do decent people help women bury their bodies?" Xia Houyu complained, "Besides, there are no tools to dig the soil, and lo and behold, without a shovel, I won't use my sword, I-"

Chi Songyue exclaimed and jumped off the tree, "Get on the boat, quickly, there is a sail in the distance." ”

They retreated at full speed.