The night sky was clear, and the eastern forests were still dark and long.

The roar of the white flash was dull, but it carried through the forest with the wind.

"Qingqiu is sick, wake up. Bu Yangying's warning was low and urgent.

Qingqiu was sick and immediately sober. The campfire was only ashes, and figures were approaching them from all directions.

Bu Yangying stood up, holding a black sword, the snow wolf's expression was grim and hideous, and a pair of red wolf eyes stared at the crowd approaching.

Qingqiu was sick and whispered to Bu Yangying: "Be quiet, don't act rashly." ”

"The night wind is cold tonight, why don't you come over and roast together?" Bu Yangying shouted to the sneaky figures around him, "Although we have no wine to entertain, we welcome all heroes to come and taste roast mutton." ”

All action stopped. In the moonlight, Bu Yangying caught a glimpse of the luster reflected by the metal.

"I opened this mountain, and I planted this tree. A low, resolute, unfriendly voice came from the bushes. "The sheep are ours. ”

"Well, you're right, I ate this wild goat with the taste you raised. Bu Yangying echoed, "But who are you?"

"When you met Lord Yama," the other voice replied, "tell him that it was Jiao Jun, the great master of the Black Wind Mountains, who sent you to meet him. He stepped out of the bushes and into the light. The man was small, wearing a horned helmet and holding a hunting knife.

"And Guo Sheng from the Savage Valley. It was the first voice, low and deadly.

They saw a boulder move to their left, then stand up and become a man. His body was large and strong, covered in animal skins, and he seemed to be moving slowly, but he had not yet attacked.

The man who called himself Guo Sheng held a wooden stick in his right hand and a plate axe in his left hand.

He walked towards them with heavy steps, slamming the two weapons into each other as he went.

There are more than a dozen figures that can be seen, and who knows how many are still lurking in the surrounding shadow jungle? Does the opponent have a bow and crossbow weapon? These are not clear.

Some of the people could be seen wielding swords, others wielding pitchforks, sickles, and spears sharpened from hard wood.

"I am the second son of the Qingqiu family, and he is the descendant of the Buyang family," Qingqiu pointed to Buyangying and said to them, "We are happy to pay compensation for eating mutton." ”

"The ugly ghost of the Qingqiu family, what can you give us?" the man named Jiao Jun asked, his appearance was very limited to that of Qingqiu's illness, but it seemed to be the head of these people.

"I have some silver in my pocket," Qingqiu told them sickly, "the chain mail on my body is too big for me, but Jiao Da is a good fit to wear." In addition, if you want, I still have a cloak, and if the leader of Guo Sheng doesn't dislike it, you can take it, and it is guaranteed to be much more majestic than you are now. ”

"The ugly devil is playing on us. Guo Sheng of Savage Valley said.

"Leader Guo is right. Jiao Jun of Heifengling said, "You killed a lot of us a few days ago, and the children who fled back can recognize you, Qingqiu of the Qingqiu family is sick, how can you die?"

"I want to live to be eighty years old, drink a full belly, have a group of wives and concubines, and then die in a warm bed. Qingqiu replied sickly.

The sturdy Guo Sheng was the first to laugh, and the sound was like thunder. Others had gloomy faces, not as amusing as he did.

"Heishi, go lead the horse," Jiao Jun ordered his subordinates, "slaughter the other guy, and then arrest the ugly ghost." We can let him go to the cottage and pour urinals for everyone to atone for his sins. ”

Bu Yangying jumped to his feet. "Who wants to die first?"

"Stop!" Qingqiu shouted sickly, "Jiao Da Master of Black Wind Ridge, listen to me." My family is rich and powerful, and as long as you can keep me out of the mountain safely, my patriarch will reward you with enough gold to build a wall. ”

"What the cripple says is not to be trusted. Jiao Jun said.

"Although I am a cripple," said Aooka Youai, "I have the courage to face the enemy." And what about you Black Wind Ridge, when the cavalry of Golden Crow City comes, won't you just hide and dodge, shivering?"

Guo Sheng roared angrily and slammed the stick and axe in his hand again. Jiao Jun used the tip of his knife to dangle in front of Qingqiu's sick eyes.

Qingqiu is very sick, and he does his best not to wince.

"Qingqiu is sick, no matter how clever you are, we don't believe you. Jiao Jun said.

"I have a way for you to believe me. Qingqiu was sick, opened a pair of big and small eyes, looked at his eyes and said with a serious face.

"What's the solution?" Jiao Jun asked.

"For example, if you have a knife now, I will stand in front of you. I'm crippled and I don't know martial arts, but I bet you can't hurt me. ”

Jiao Jun looked around vigilantly, but didn't notice any movement. He looked at Buyangying not far away, which was more than ten meters away from him.

"Ugly ghost, your accomplice is too far away from you, he can't be faster than my sword, and he won't have time to save you. Although Jiao Jun said so, he did not go under the knife.

"Come on, you can give it a try," Qingqiu tried to stretch his neck at him, like a goose waiting to be slaughtered. "And I bet you'll regret it if you make a move. ”

Jiao Jun was stunned for a moment, and he couldn't figure out what tricks Qingqiu was playing when he was sick.

Qingqiu was sick and lowered his head to glance at Bu Yangying, obviously hoping that he would cooperate with him, but Bu Yangying pretended not to look after the house, ignored him at all, and did not have any intention of making a move.

Qingqiu's heart is tight when he is sick, maybe he is playing big again.

But what is the solution? Break through under the heavy encirclement of the enemy? Maybe Bu Yangying can break through, but he can't.

Too many times in this world, such as when he was born, he was almost hacked to death by his own father with a sword. He didn't want to do that, but he didn't gamble with his life.

Jiao Jun still thinks it's better not to take this risk personally, but he doesn't want to be bluffed by Qingqiu's illness just like this, so how can he mix in the rivers and lakes in the future. "Blackstone, kill this ugly ghost. He ordered for a moment to take two steps back.

In the jungle, a black shadow rushed out. A man wielding a firewood knife rushed high, and the cold light was rising under the stars and moons of the raised firewood knife, which was the rhythm of cutting Qingqiu in half when he was sick.

This guy doesn't know much martial arts, and what he understands as killing people is like chopping wood.

"Up. Bu Yangying did not move, and spit out a word.

A pair of red-eyed eyes appeared, and the snow wolf jumped up, and the bloody wolf bit the wrist of the comer, and threw him to the ground, and the firewood knife flew away.

The wolf's paws pressed against his chest, the fangs glinting in the moonlight.

Qingqiu was sick and covered with cold sweat, and his frantic heartbeat began to calm down.

There is no doubt that I won the bet again this time.

"Monster!"

"Is this a wolf?, why is it so big?" exclaimed the onlookers.

There was the sound of swords clashing and footsteps moving in the trees.

Qingqiu was sick, so he slowly retracted his neck and puffed up his chest, "Why bother? Bai Shan, come back." ”

Bai Flash ignored him, and still pressed on to the one called Black Stone.

Qingqiu was sick and looked at Bu Yangying helplessly.

"White Flash, come back. Bu Yangying said hello, and the snow wolf dodged into the jungle.

"There are nearly three hundred of us, and you are a wolf. Jiao Jun was shocked and beckoned the rest of his men to help Heishi.

"Well, you're right, we're one wolf, but you're one life. Qingqiu took two steps forward when he was sick, came to Jiao Jun and said slowly, "If there is a fight, my brother and I may die here, but I dare to guarantee that you will die more." And you won't get anything but the dead, so maybe we can talk. ”

"My people are starving. Boy, someone from your background never knows what it's like to be hungry," Jiao Jun's eyes showed a fierce light, shaking the knife in his hand. "We will either die today or tomorrow, you may have a wolf, but this does not scare us, we are not as afraid of death as you officials. ”

Qingqiu laughed sickly, and he showed his two hands to make Jiao Jun understand that he was not playing tricks.

He gently took off his bobcat's fur cape, then his ragged coat that had been unwashed for months, and then his close-fitting light silk coat to reveal his bony chest.

His small, thin body looked pale and helpless in the cold night wind. "Believe me, I know what it's like to be hungry, and I'm definitely not the official master you said you said," he looked at the single knife in Jiao Jun's hand, and even lightly touched the spine of the knife with his hand, "I'm not as afraid of death as you think." ”

Bu Yangying looked at the thin Qingqiu who was sick, but felt that he was extremely tall. It can be seen from the expressions on Jiao Jun and Guo Sheng's faces that he has won the bet again.

If one day you face an opponent like Qingqiu You's illness, it will be a real headache. This man who can knock anyone down with a single finger has knocked everyone down.

Sure enough, Jiao Jun was impressed by Qingqiu's "open mind" when he was sick, "Okay, what can we get? What are you going to use in exchange for your life?"

"The great boss of the Black Wind Ridge, nothing is a problem, I can give you far more than you imagine," Qingqiu replied with a sick smile, "You stand on the top of the mountain here at sunrise, and the places you can see are your fiefdoms." The premise is that you have to send me down the mountain. ”

Qingqiu was sick and picked up his clothes from the ground and put them on one by one. "Call out all your brothers, and let me see these friends who haven't shown up yet. ”

In the surrounding jungle, black shadows slowly stood up one after another. In the dark mountain forest illuminated by the moonlight, it looks bleak and tragic.

A few days later, Bu Yangying and Qingqiu were sick and took this strange team out of the mountains and forests and walked to the three-way intersection.

Ahead, smoke and dust billowed and the banner was clear as if there was an army.

Blackstone, who had bandaged his hand wound, went to investigate, and when he returned, he brought news of the army in front of him. "Judging by their campfire, there should be twenty thousand men," he continued, taking a breath, "a blue flag with a fox on it." ”

"Is that your father?" asked Bu Yangying.

"Either my brother is brave. Qingqiu said, "We'll find out soon." ”

Qingqiu was sick and looked back at his ragged bandit team, three hundred aborigines and outcasts from the Black Wind Ridge and the Savage Valley. It was just the seed that he set out to build an army. Guo Sheng didn't follow, he went to gather other green forest heroes.

He didn't know what his father Qingqiu Lingli would say when he saw these people wearing animal skins and holding stolen broken copper and iron, in fact, he didn't know what to say when he saw it.

Was he a leader or a captive, or both?

"I'd better go on my own. "Qingqiu is sick and proposed.

"Of course you want to go by yourself and never go back. Jiao Jun said.

Blackstone was a tall, stout man, and although his arm was wounded by the wolf, he still proposed, "I don't agree, I'll go with you, and if you don't keep your promise and give us what we need, I'll kill you again." ”

"Brother Blackstone, I swear in the honor of the Qingqiu family, I will definitely come back. Qingqiu said weakly because he was sick.

"Why do we believe your words," Heishi's mother, Qi Ying, was a short and strong woman, with flat breasts like a boy, but she was not stupid at all. "You family members have deceived us. ”

"Qi Ying, it really hurts my heart for you to say that," Qingqiu said sickly, "I thought we were already good friends." But forget it, you just go with me, Heishi, you represent the Black Wind Ridge Cottage, and the black mole man, you go too, you represent the Savage Valley. ”

The named aborigines looked at each other with wariness.

"The rest stay here and wait for me to inform you, and in my absence, you just don't fight each other. ”

After Qingqiu finished speaking, he clamped the horse's belly between his legs and ran forward, forcing them to either follow or be left behind.

Bu Yangying walked alongside him, and behind him—after a few grunts—several natives rode malnourished ponies after him. Each horse was skinny, looked pitiful and pitiful, and walked like a goat on a bumpy mountain road.

A few people rode down the hill at the foot of the hill, and in the distance, on the uncemented stone watchtower, the guards were glancing down.

A crow flutters its wings and flies high. The mountain road turns between the bare rocks, and they come to the first heavily defended level. The road was blocked by a low four-foot wall of terracotta, and a dozen archers stood on the top.

Qingqiu was sick and asked his companions to stop out of range, and rode his horse into it alone. "Which of you is the head?"

The captain of the guard soon appeared, and as soon as he recognized him as the son of his family, he immediately sent men and horses to escort them down the mountain.

They galloped through the charred fields and burned villages, and entered the Hejian area, where they saw the three-way intersection where they had been captured by Murong Ke that day.

Bu Yangying couldn't figure out what was going on here. There were no corpses in sight, but the air smelled of crows that ate on carrion, and it was only thought that there had been a recent battle here.

Half a mile from the fork was a fortification lined with sharpened stakes, defended by spearmen and archers.

Behind the defensive line, the camp stretched into the distance, smoke like slender fingers, rising from hundreds of campfires, heavily armed men sitting under trees sharpening their weapons, familiar flags fluttering in the wind, flagpoles digging deep into the muddy ground.

As they entered the wooden fence, a group of cavalry stepped forward and interrogated them. The leading cavalry wears amethyst-encrusted armor, a purple and silver striped cloak on the shoulders, a unicorn on the shield, and a spiral horn at the front of the horse-shaped helmet.

Qingqiu was sick and greeted: "Long time no see, General Anyang." ”

General Anyang lifted his mask. "Second son," he said in surprise, "My lord, we all thought that something had happened to you, otherwise it would have been ......" He hesitated for some words, and then saw Qingqiu's sick companion. "These ...... of yours Companion ......"

"They are my close friends and loyal subordinates," said Aooka sickly, "where is my father?"

"For the time being, they used the tea shed at the crossroads as a camp for the Chinese army. ”

Qingqiu couldn't help but smile bitterly when he was sick, the tea shed at the intersection!

I almost had a difficult journey from the tea shed, but I didn't expect to come back and run to it here. "I'm going to see him. ”

"Yes, sir. General Anyang turned his horse's head, and as soon as he gave the order, someone pulled up three rows of wooden stakes from the ground, making a way for Qingqiu to pass through with his men and horses when he was sick.

The Qingqiu family's military camp was several miles wide, and Blackstone's estimate of 20,000 people was not far from the truth. Ordinary soldiers camped in the open air, cavalry pitched tents, and some vassals had tents that resembled houses.

Qingqiu was ill and caught a glimpse of the Sima family's bloody battle bull emblem, the Nangong family's colorful maple leaf emblem, and the Ximen family's black hammer emblem, whose ancestors are said to have been born to make iron.

Qingqiu was sick and walked in front, and the generals and family vassals greeted him one after another, and the militia was so surprised that their mouths grew when they saw the natives of the mountains and forests.

Blackstone's mouth was not small, obviously he had never seen so many people, horses and weapons in his life. Qingqiu is sick, I wonder if he still has the courage to swing a knife at himself.

The surprise of several other mountain natives was slightly better disguised, but Qingqiu was sick and thought that their surprise was by no means below the black stone.

The situation is getting more and more favorable to him, and the more these old hats are convinced by the power of the Qingqiu family, the easier it is to be at his mercy.

Bu Yangying didn't feel anything, he had been in the military camp of the North Underworld since he was a child, and he was used to seeing the sword and sword shadow horn company camp. I'm just confused about what's going on here, and whether my father is still okay in the City of Light.

The teashed and stables were not far from what I remembered, but the other houses next to them were now only rubble and charred foundations.

A gallows was erected at the door of the tea shed, and the corpses hanging on it swayed back and forth, and the whole body was full of crows. When Qingqiu was sick and approaching, the crows "quacked" and screamed, flapping their wings and taking off.

Qingqiu jumped off his horse sickly and looked up at the remnants of the corpse. Her lips, eyes, and most of her cheeks were gnawed clean, and her scarlet teeth were exposed, revealing a hideous smile.

"Poor proprietress lady," said Aooka with a sick sigh and accusation, "I was just begging for hot tea that day, but you put yourself in it." ”

Under the signboard of the tea shed, a blue-robed warrior stood guarded the gate on the left and right. Qingqiu was sick and recognized the captain of the guard. "What about my father?"

"In the hall, my lord. ”

"My people need to eat and drink," Aooka told him sickly, "and I can't treat them badly." ”

The guard nodded yes and arranged it.

Qingqiu was sick and turned back to Bu Yangying and said, "Brother Shadow, I'm afraid you will have to wait here for a while. I've been in Lingxian Pavilion for too long, and I still haven't figured out what's going on here. ”

"My mission is accomplished, maybe I should take my leave. Bu Yangying said.

"You can stay, and perhaps with your ability, you can one day lead these armies. Qingqiu was sick and said, "I can also propose to Ling Xian Pavilion in the name of the Qingqiu family, and let them marry Shui Ling'er to you, think about it, Brother Shadow, this is life." ”

"Hearing you say that, I decided to leave now," Bu Yangying declined Qingqiu's kindness of being sick, and there were also Nalan Invincible, Heita, Uncle Hai and a group of good brothers in the release place, he had been away for so long, and he missed them very much.

Bu Yangying turned over and got on the horse, "I regret it, I hope you keep your promise." ”

Bu Yangying hurried away, and he hurried to the penal colony.

And Qingqiu was sick, so he sighed and walked into the hall.

To face his father, a man he doesn't want to face.