Amid the trumpets of the guards on the high walls of the penal colony, everyone dragged the corpses of Ma Tie and Yue Hai back slowly.

The sound of the trumpet faded, and the heavens and the earth were finally calm.

A long horn represents the safe return of the brothers.

Bu Yangying thought to himself, no matter what, he could be regarded as a cavalryman for a day.

As for what the future holds, it is precious to hear the trumpet of a safe return.

As they rode through the icy tunnel, the Courier waited anxiously inside the door, looking nervous and anxious.

When he saw Yan Beixing coming in, he stepped forward quickly, and said, "My lord, there is an urgent letterhead, I have never seen a letterhead with five feathers on it, and it must be very important." ”

"Believe, what happened?" Yan Beixing asked in a loud voice.

Strangely, the messenger glanced at Bu Yangying before replying, "Your Excellency, please take a look." ”

Yan Beixing took the letter and glanced at it, without saying a word, handed the letter to Zhu Shihai, Zhu Shihai finished his eyes, turned over and dismounted, walked to a torch and came out, and the letterhead turned into a puff of green smoke.

"That's it, Buyangying, the horses will be handed over to you, tell them to put the corpses in the storage room first. Yan Beixing strode away, followed by Uncle Hai.

As Bu Yangying and the others led the horses back to the stable, he was surprised to find that everyone was looking at him strangely.

After Lin Mang commanded his subordinates to place the corpse, he stared at Buyangying, with a smile on the corner of his mouth.

Gan Tiesheng, the head of the armory, came to Bu Yangying, patted him on the shoulder, and left quietly without saying a word.

Something must have happened, Bu Yangying thought to herself, it must be a very bad thing, could it be that it has something to do with herself?

The two corpses were carried into a tool storage room at the foot of the high wall, a cold room carved out of the ice wall, and the bone-piercing cold seeped through the cracks in the ice, and the whole room was like an ice cave, making people shiver in and shiver away.

Bu Yangying first fed Yan's northbound mounts to eat grass and drink water, and then took off the saddle and combed his mane before going to take care of his mount.

After that, he went to find his group of friends, the black bearded fat man and the black tower, and went to take care of the hounds, and finally saw the little eye Musheng in the hall. "What's wrong?" he asked.

"Huangfu Xiong died, and Huangfu Zhang ascended the throne. Mu Sheng said in a low voice.

"I know that, everybody knows about it. Bu Yangying said.

"Your father and Huang Fuxiong are good friends, and he is still the prime minister of Bright City, right?" Mu Sheng leaned over and said, "In the time that you have been away from the penal colony, every brother here has known that you are the adopted son of Lord Buyangchen. ”

"This, this, I didn't mean to hide it at the time, I just didn't want to tarnish the reputation of the Buyang family. Bu Yangying had no choice but to explain to Mu Sheng. "I'll explain it to them when I see them. He put his arm around Mu Sheng's shoulder, "You can understand it, right, we are still brothers." ”

"That's not a problem, we're all proud to have a brother like you. Little Eyewood was nervous for a while. "But I heard that the letter I just heard has something to do with your father. ”

Something to do with his father, Bu Yangying secretly wondered if it was the new emperor Fu Zhang who would let his father step down as prime minister. He thought it was very likely.

If that's the case, it's a good thing, if my father can return to the North Underworld City, he will go to the head of Yan Beixing to take leave and go back to visit them. It would be great to see Bu Yangnan's clever smile again and have a good talk with his father.

If you have such an opportunity, be sure to ask about your mother.

Bu Yangying made up his mind, now that he was an adult, he should tell me anything. Even if she was born in a Qinglou, she didn't care, she had to ask clearly.

"It's weird to have two bodies today. Mu Sheng said what he saw today.

"You go and ask Nalan Invincible, he knows this best. Bu Yangying was completely out of mind and didn't want to talk about it. "I'm going to take care of Lord Yan Beixing. ”

He walked alone to the command tower of the penal colony, feeling an inexplicable anxiety in his heart.

The brothers of the guards watched in solemn accord as he entered. "Lord Yan Beixing is in the study," one of them told him, "and he is looking for you." ”

Bu Yangying nodded. He quickly climbed the stairs of the tower, telling himself that Lord Yan was only looking for him to run errands or make a fire.

As soon as he entered the room, Bu Yangying was stunned, Yan Beixing sat at one end of the desk, and there was an empty seat at the other end.

On the table, there are simple drinks and dishes.

"Pour me a drink, and you pour yourself a glass. ”

"Lord Yan, I want it too?"

Yan Beixing raised his gaze and stared at Buyangying. The eyes were full of pity, and the step came out. "You heard me right, pour. ”

Bu Yangying poured the wine extra carefully, vaguely knowing that he was stalling for time. Even so, the glass was quickly filled.

"Sit down, kid. Yan Beixing ordered him. "Drink. ”

Bu Yangying stood and didn't understand. "It's my father's business, isn't it?"

Yan Beixing picked up a glass of wine by himself, raised his neck and took a sip. "It's your father's business," he said aloud, "and I won't hide it from you, for the letters are full of bad news." Bu Yangying had no choice but to continue to fill it up for him.

"The world is really unpredictable, and so many unimaginable things have happened. I thought that I was so old, Huang Fuxiong was only half my age, and he was as strong as an ox, so I wouldn't have a chance to meet the new king again, but what was the result?" Yan Beixing drank the second glass of wine that Bu Yangying poured.

Yan Beixing drank two glasses of wine, his face was red, and he talked more. "It is said that Huang Fuxiong is a drunkard. I tell you, child, what we love, in the end we will be ruined. Remember this sentence for me. I have a nephew who loves his young wife to death, the woman who loves vanity, and if it weren't for her, he wouldn't have bothered with the military rations in the treasury. ”

Bu Yangying didn't understand what he was talking about. "Lord Yan, I don't understand. What the hell happened to my father?"

"Didn't I tell you to sit down?" Yan Beixing muttered. "Drink the wine, step up, this is the order. ”

Bu Yangying sat down and drank his wine.

"Your father is currently in prison. He was accused of treason, and the letter said that he had colluded with Huang Fuxiong's younger brother to conspire to seize the throne of Huang Fu Chang. ”

"Impossible!" Bu Yangying immediately said, "Absolutely impossible, who in the world does not know that my father and Huangfu Xiong are like brothers." ”

"I just said so much, and you didn't listen to a word. Will Huang Fuxiong believe that he can die before me? My nephew will believe that he has a guillotine on his front foot and his wife remarries? Child, whether it is real or fake," Yan Beixing glanced at him and said, "In short, this is how the letter from Guangming City with the royal seal is written. ”

"But it's a lie. Bu Yangying insisted. "How can they treat their father as a traitor, are they all crazy? My father did not commit treason when he led the army into Guangming City, the throne has been passed to Huang Fuxiong for so long, and the army has already withdrawn and betrayed the country, which is simply incredible. ”

Yan Beixing picked up his wine glass and fell into thought.

"My lord, what will happen to my father? Will they kill him?"

"Kid, I can't say for sure. I'm going to write a letter, I knew a few important ministers when I was young, and I don't know if they still sell my old face account," Yan Beixing drank his wine again, "Whether your father did those things or not, he is a great hero. I'll give him a chance to fight if the Guardian of the Penal Colony, and God knows how much we need a hero like your father to lead here, and I can give up my place. ”

In the past, traitors did have a precedent for going to exile, and Yang Ying knew this step.

But his father is Bu Yangchen, the lord of the North Underworld, and the second in the world. If the father agrees to come to the penal colony, it is tantamount to admitting treason.

This is absolutely impossible. Bu Yangying was terrified in his heart, how could his father escape this catastrophe?

"My lord, will the new king listen to your advice?"

Yan Beixing shrugged. "The king is still a child, and I think he will listen to his mother. You have sent Qingqiu back to Guangming City with illness, he is the uncle of the new emperor, and he knows that we are in dire need of assistance here. Hey, your mother shouldn't have arrested him......"

"Mrs. Murong Ke is not my mother. Bu Yangying reminded him sharply. Qingqiu was sick and treated him like a friend. If his father was really killed, the Qingqiu family would be fully responsible.

"Lord Yan. What about my sisters? They ......."

"Wen Shanhe Guoshi's letter did not say, I believe they will be properly taken care of. I'll ask them how they're doing in my reply. Yan Beixing shook his head and sighed. "When is it not good, but at this juncture, the Seven Kingdoms are in need of an Optimus Prime like your father, and the penal colony is also in danger...... It was unfortunate to see that darkness and cold nights were coming. He glanced meaningfully at Bu Yangying, "Kid, I hope you can restrain yourself and don't do stupid things." ”

But he's my father, Bu Yangying wanted to say. But he knew that it was useless to tell Yan Beixing.

"Your role is here now. Yan Beixing reminded him. "From the moment you joined the Guardians, the old you were dead. Whatever happens in the City of Light, it has nothing to do with us. Yan Beixing drank the fourth glass of wine, "You can go, I don't need you today, I'll write a letter tomorrow." ”

Step up like a dream. I don't know how I got up and how I left.

When he came to his senses, he was walking down the stairs of the tower, and he thought: How can it be that my father and sister had nothing to do with me?

Outside, the guard who had been speaking looked at him: "Boy, be strong, you have to understand that sometimes people's hearts are colder than the ice and snow here. ”

Bu Yangying realized that they all knew.

"My father was not a traitor. He said in a hoarse voice. Even the whistling north wind blew back into his throat, as if it was about to choke him.

The wind is getting stronger, and it seems to be colder in the square than before.

Ghost Summer seems to be coming to an end.

For most of the next afternoon, Bu Yangying was like a ghost wandering around. I don't know where I've been, who I've met, or what I've said.

White Flash was with him, and it was the only one who accompanied him. The silent presence of the snow wolf gave him the slightest comfort. But what about my sister Bu Yangnan? I don't know about this, but there is the slightest comfort to accompany her.

At sunset, as we headed to the hall for dinner, a north wind blew. Bu Yangying heard it strike the high wall and let out a fierce cry over the wilderness.

A large pot of mutton soup was cooked for dinner. When it was Bu Yangying's turn, the cook scooped an extra spoonful for Bu Yangying, and Bu Yangying immediately thought of it sensitively, and he actually knew about it.

He looked down the hall and saw one by one hurriedly turning their heads away, their eyes bowed politely.

They informed them of this.

Bu Yangying's friends crowded over. They nodded vigorously at Bu Yangying and sat around him.

Nalan Invincible held Bu Yangying's hand. "We are brothers now, so your father is also our father. The fat boy said, "Whatever happens, please allow us to share it together." ”

At this moment, he heard the laughter of the sect leader Lin Mang, and the sharp and piercing sentences came. "It turns out that he is not only a wild seed, but also a traitor wild seed. He was busy telling the others.

In the blink of an eye, a bowl of hot mutton soup rushed towards Lin Mang.

In Lin Mang's screams, Bu Yangying kicked off the bench and jumped onto the long table. Heita wanted to stop him, but he didn't succeed, Bu Yangying had already jumped on the table in front of Lin Mang, and he kicked Lin Mang's rice bowl away, and the broth splashed, spilling all the nearby brothers.

There was shouting all around, but Bu Yangying couldn't hear anything.

Bu Yangying had already pulled out his dagger and rushed towards Lin Mang's ugly face.

Just when the cold blade shook in front of Lin Mang's eyes, all the brothers had already pounced, Heita hugged his waist, the black-bearded fat man and Ding Busan grabbed his arm, and Mu Sheng's eyes quickly snatched his dagger.

And Nalan was invincible, trying to block in front of Lin Mang, but his fat body really couldn't squeeze in.

Obviously, he would rather Bu Yangying hurt himself than see Bu Yangying hurt Lin Mang.

Later, in Lin Mang's panic, the brothers escorted Yang Ying back to the barracks.

Yan Beixing heard the news and came over, "Boy, you still did something stupid," he said, "I originally had high hopes for you, but you messed up." ”

They seized his sword and dagger and told him to stay in his room and not leave until the meeting place to-morrow.

A man was also sent to guard the door to make sure he could stay honest. His friends weren't allowed to visit either, but they did leave him with a white flash so that he wasn't too lonely.

"My father did not commit treason. When they had left, he said to the snow wolf. Bai Shan looked at him quietly.

Bu Yangying clasped his hands on his knees, sitting alone in the corner, staring at the candle on the table next to the narrow bed. The candles flickered, the light flickered, and the room seemed darker and colder.

I don't know how long it took, Bu Yangying was awakened by the low roar of the snow wolf. When I woke up, I only felt that my legs were stiff and numb, and the candle on the table had long since burned out.

The snow wolf stood on its hind feet and the door on its front feet, like a standing giant.

Bu Yangying was startled.

"White Flash, what's wrong?" he asked softly.

The snow wolf turned his head and looked down at him, snarling silently with a ferocious look he had never seen before.

"White flash, it's me. Bu Yangying muttered to himself, trying to hide the fear of the voice. But on the other hand, he couldn't help but shiver, when did it get so cold.

Bu Yangying slowly got up, and Bai Flash retreated from the door, the wooden door scratched deeply by its claws. Bu Yangying looked at it, and the uneasiness in his heart continued to rise. "There's someone out there, huh? He whispered. The snow wolf crawled back on all fours, the white hairs on its neck standing on end. It had to be the guard.

Bu Yangying gently pulled the latch of the door and probed outward, so frightened that he almost didn't jump.

The guard lay motionless in the cold aisle. The guard fell to the ground on his toes, his head twisted one hundred and eighty degrees upwards to look at him, his eyes wide open with fear.

Impossible, Bu Yangying said to himself, this is the place where Yan Beixing lives, and it is the most heavily guarded place in the entire exile. It could never have happened, I must have been dreaming, a nightmare that I didn't wake up.

White Flash slipped out of the door beside him and walked upstairs, stopping on the way and looking back at Buyangying.

Just then, he heard the friction of his boots against the stone slab and the latch of the door opening.

The voice came from upstairs, from Yan Beixing's room.

This is not a dream, Bu Yangying reminds himself that this is the peaceful penal colony that has been attacked by darkness for thousands of years.

The guard's sword was still in its sheath, and Bu Yangying held the sword in his hand, much bolder. He stepped up the steps, and the snow wolf stepped forward quietly.

The door of Yan Beixing's room was wide open, and the snow wolf rushed in.

Bu Yangying stood in the doorway, sword in hand to adjust his eyes to the darkness. Heavy tempering obscured the windows, and the room was pitch black.

"Who is it?" shouted Bu Yangying into the darkness.

Then he gradually saw: a shadow within a shadow, a pitch-black human figure, wearing a cloak and a hood, was sliding towards the door of Yan's bedroom in the north, and in the pitch-black hood, only two blue eyes could be seen.

White Flash leaped into the air, and the man and wolf pounced at the same time, but there was no screaming or roaring. They rolled and crawled, smashed chairs, knocked over desks, and fell to the ground with all the clutter on the desk.

Walking to the window with his back against the wall, he tore off the heavy curtain, and the moonlight poured into the room like water. He caught a glimpse of a pair of black hands buried deep in the white hair, swollen fingers pinching the snow wolf's throat. Bai Shen kicked and twisted, and his limbs frantically tore at the person, but the man neither said a word nor let go.

Bu Yangying didn't have time to think, let alone fear. He stepped forward and slashed his sword with all his might.

The steel sword slashed through clothes, skin, and bones, but somehow, the sound was wrong.

The aura around him was strange and cold.

On the ground was the severed arm of the man in black, his fingers wriggling in the moonlight. White Flash broke free from his other hand and flashed to the side,

The man in the hood lifted his pale face, and without hesitation, he slashed with his sword. The sword nearly sliced off half of his head, slicing a deep crack that pierced through his cheek.

At this time, in this moonlight, Bu Yangying finally saw his face clearly.

Bu Yangying recognized the face.

Ma Tie! Bu Yang Ying staggered back. Oh my god, he gasped, Nalan Invincible can't be mistaken, this guy is dead, it's been a long time.

Dozens of people saw it with their own eyes.

Bu Yangying felt that something was scratching at his ankle. When I looked down, I saw dark fingers clutching his pants and climbing up. The arm tore at the wool and muscles as it climbed up. He felt a sharp wave of nausea as he pried the fingers off his foot with his sword, then kicked them away.

The severed arm wriggled on the ground, and his fingers kept dancing in the air.

"Ma Tie" staggered towards him. It didn't bleed a drop, it was missing an arm, and its face was almost split in half, but it was silent and unconscious.

Bu Yangying raised his sword to his chest, "Don't come here." ”

Bu Yangying's sword swung here, slashing at Ma Tie's neck, and he felt the blade sink deep into it.

Ma Tie continued unconsciously, knocking Bu Yangying to the ground.

Bu Yangying's shoulder touched the desk that he had turned over, and the long sword flew out of his hand, and he was out of breath.

Ma Tie's cold hand grabbed Bu Yangying's throat, and his face split in half pressed against his face, bringing darkness that seemed to cover the whole world.

The eyes were covered with strange frost, shining with a blue light that was not human. Bu Yangying used both hands to carry out a frantic attack on Ma Tie, but to no avail.

Bai Flash attacked again, throwing Ma Tie's body aside from Bu Yangying's body. The only thing Bu Yangying could do was to turn over and sit up, vomiting desperately, and shaking constantly.

Beside him, the snow wolf bit the internal organs of the corpse with its sharp teeth, tearing and tearing.

Bu Yangying looked up and saw that Master Yan Beixing, who had just woken up from sleep and was still very weak, was standing in the aisle with an oil lamp, watching the terrifying scene in front of him.

Even if the snow wolf attacked like this, Ma Tie's corpse still writhed and struggled, and the broken arm seemed to sense the firelight, and crawled towards Yan Beixing with five fingers.

Bu Yangying staggered up, kicked the broken arm away here, and reached out to snatch the oil lamp from Yan Beixing's hand, only to see the flame of the lamp swaying and almost extinguished.

He spun around in circles, caught a glimpse of the curtain that had been torn off, and threw the oil lamp at the curtain. The metal oil lamp fell, the lampshade shattered, the lamp oil splashed out, and the curtains immediately slammed, and the flames burst into flames.

"White Flash!" he called to the snow wolf.

The snow wolf stopped attacking and glanced back at Bu Yangying, and quickly withdrew from the battlefield, while Ma Tie's corpse was struggling to get up, and the black liquid flowed out from the crack in his abdomen that was torn out by the snow wolf, like black snakes.

Bu Yangying threw the flaming curtain towards the corpse.

Burn it! Watching the cloth cover the entire horse iron, an even bigger flame immediately burned.

Burn it! Burn it quickly! Bu Yangying let out a silent cry from the bottom of his heart.