City of Light.

Bu Yangchen tossed and turned all night, and fell asleep on the desk at dawn.

The thunderous sound of hooves woke Bu Bingchen from his light sleep, and the gray morning light was pouring into the house through the window.

He looked up from his desk and looked out into the plaza below the attic. Heavily armed and dressed in turquoise robes, military horses are engaged in their routine morning drills, fighting with swords raised, or riding horses to chop down straw dummies.

Bu Yangchen saw a subordinate of the Qingqiu family galloping through the hard dirt ground, raising an iron gun to pierce the head made by the scarecrow, and the guards next to him laughed and cheered.

Bu Yangchen frowned, is this the Qingqiu family making a stand to him? Or is it just a show for him?

If that's the case, I really don't know what hole cards this Qingqiu has to have.

"You should take your children back to Qingqiu City. Bu Yangchen looked out the window and muttered, "I've given you a chance." ”

The morning was hazy and the sky was covered with heavy clouds.

In order to prevent the unexpected, Bu Yangchen made the worst preparations.

The most important thing is to arrange for the two daughters to go out of the city.

He came to the restaurant, and his two daughters were there. Bu Yanglin was still angry, pulled down her face and stared at the food in front of her, not eating a bite. Bu Yangnan devoured everything in front of him. "The nameless master said that we could teach me the last dance in the evening before we left. Bu Yangnan asked, "Father, can I go?" ”

"Not for too long, and remember to take some time to rest and maintain your strength. I want to be ready by noon, you know?"

"Good. Bu Yangnan said happily.

Bu Yanglin lifted her gaze from the food. "My sister can take dance lessons, why don't I go to say goodbye to Huangfu Zhang?"

"Lin'er, it's not suitable for you to go to see Huangfu Zhang now, I will tell you all this later. Bu Yangchen really couldn't explain it to his daughter at this time.

Bu Yanglin burst into tears. "Why isn't it appropriate?"

"I'll tell you later, okay?" Bu Yangchen walked towards Bu Yanglin and put a hand on her shoulder, "You need to rest well, you have a long journey at night." ”

"Can I come back?" Bu Yanglin looked at his father, hoping to get an affirmative answer from him. "Can I still marry him, can I still be the queen of the City of Light?"

Bu Yangchen was silent. Although he couldn't explain it to him, he couldn't bear to deceive this daughter, so he could only be silent.

"It's not fair," she said, opening the arm that her father had put on her shoulder, "Father, I can't go back like this, I'll be the joke of the world." Bu Yanglin stood up and pushed back, knocking down the chair, and she ran out crying.

Bu Yangnan stared at all this blankly, and she didn't understand why her father didn't explain it to her sister.

"Let her go, and one day, when we all return to the North Underworld safely, I'll explain it to your sister. Bu Yangchen said to Bu Yangnan to dispel his little daughter's doubts.

An hour later, Wen Shanhe, the national teacher of the imperial court, came to the Prime Minister's Mansion and walked into the dusty study. He carried it on his back, as if he had been weighed down by the years. "Prime Minister, I don't know what to call the old man?"

"Old national teacher, sit down and rest first, wait for a while, and then it's not too late when everyone arrives. Bu Yangchen beckoned his subordinates to serve tea to Wen Shanhe, and Wen Shanhe sat down tremblingly.

Bu Yangchen pondered in front of the desk. He had already sent someone to inform the important ministers of the imperial court, and after waiting for a long time, the oldest Wenshanhe came, and he couldn't help but continue to send people to urge.

He has arranged for Bear Face to lead the guards to ensure the safety of the Prime Minister's Mansion. He can only ensure that this place, and if it is a cabinet chamber specially set up by the imperial court, he does not dare to guarantee that it is safe there.

Zhang Wuzu, the commander of the Imperial Forest Army, arrived first, wearing a snow-white cloak and carved armor, full of white and flawless appearance. "My lordship," he said, "my duty now is to guard the young king, and I cannot afford to delay here. ”

"Commander Zhang, your duty today is to listen to me. Bu Yangchen said.

The second one to come was Bai Jingting, who was still wearing the blue Changshan of yesterday, with a jade belt around his waist and his boots stained with the dust of riding a horse. "Hello everyone. He bowed to the crowd.

Bu Yangchen looked at him with puzzled eyes, but Bai Jingting naturally avoided it.

Halder came in with the smell of lavender, he had just taken a shower, his fat face was brushed clean and freshly powdered, and his soft shoes walked silently. He sat down and said, "Let's get started." ”

"What about Huangfu Yun?" asked Bu Yangchen.

Halder glanced at him regretfully, "Huangfu Yun is estimated to be back in the Golden City to give his brother half a funeral, and he may be coming quickly." ”

"Haven't come back yet?" Bu Yangchen had hoped that he was there, perhaps a helper.

"It is estimated that it will be midnight today or early tomorrow morning at the earliest, and the Golden City is not close to here. "According to the latest information," Halder told them, "they are speeding north, and have crossed the Blackwater River." ”

"Alright then, let's get started. Bu Yangchen's eyes swept over everyone's faces, speculating on what thoughts were hidden behind Zhang Wuzu's half-closed eyes, Bai Jingting's lazy smile and Halder's anxiously shaking hands.

"I have one thing to announce, and that is ......" Bu Yangchen had just started his words when the door was suddenly opened from the outside.

The porter's subordinate on duty apologized, "Please forgive me, my lords, there is no way to stop it, the king's herald insisted......"

The herald pushed the porter aside, "My lords, the king asks you to enter the palace immediately. ”

"Bold, I didn't see that we were discussing state affairs. "Step up and take the dust.

"Your Excellency, the emperor said, since it is a state affair, why not go to the court to discuss?" replied the herald with a smile.

Bu Yangchen held back his anger, "Bastard, lead the way." He had expected that Qingqiu Yourong would be the first to strike, but this speed was too fast. He told the porter aloud, "Arrange an escort." ”

Bai Jingting stretched out his hand to support Bu Yangchen and walked down the steps, followed by Halde, Wen Shanhe and Zhang Wuzu.

Wearing chain mail and steel helmets, the guards of the Northern Underworld City waited in two columns outside the Prime Minister's Mansion, and stood at the foot of the steps of the Prime Minister's Mansion with a bear face.

The guards escorted them through the square, their white capes crackling in the wind. Bu Yangchen looked around, and he didn't see the Qingqiu family's Tsing Yi guards, most of the capital guards with golden cloaks patrolling the city walls and gates, which made him feel a little relieved.

The herald led them all the way to the court.

Step into the dust, into this vast and vast court.

There was still a long way to go from the inside of the hall, and the Emperor was waiting for him on the Iron Throne.

Bu Yangchen walked slowly towards the self-proclaimed little boy, and the others followed closely.

The first time he walked to the Iron Throne was fifteen years ago, when Qingqiu Youyong killed the Dark Bat Queen and sat on the Iron Throne and played, he was holding a sharp sword and forced Qingqiu Youyong to roll off the throne.

He didn't know if Huang Fuzhang would also be so obedient to give up the throne.

Several Kingsguard crescent around the base of the throne. They were heavily armed, head-to-toe draped in fine armor helmets, long capes shaky behind them, and shiny white shields tied to their left arms.

This is obviously different from the usual court meeting, the warriors actually stood in the court with swords and shields in their hands, and looked back at the outside of the court, and the heavy palace gate squeaked shut.

Aooka sat on the left side of the Iron Throne, dressed in a sea-green silk robe embroidered with lace as white as the waves. He wore a large jade ring with pigeon eggs on his hand, and a gold head ring of matching style on his head.

In the iron throne covered with spikes, sat Huangfu Zhang, who was dressed in a gold silk yellow robe and a red satin cloak.

Behind the Iron Throne, there are twenty Qingqiu family guards with long swords hanging from their waists. They wore green capes over their shoulders and steel helmets.

But on the walls on both sides of the hall, Bu Yangchen noticed that those people were wearing golden cloaks, each holding an eight-foot spear with a black iron tip, and the number was five times that of the Qingqiu family's soldiers.

These horses are Bai Jingting's internal guards. Bu Yangchen was a little relieved, and Bai Jingting listened to his deployment.

Bu Yangchen walked to the position where the prime minister was standing, and stood there looking at Huang Fuzhang coldly.

Huang Fuzhang was flustered when he was watched, "You, you saw the emperor, why didn't you kneel?"

"Lord Prime Minister," Qingqiu Yourong stood up and said: "There are some things that this palace doesn't know what you think, but if you are willing to kneel, you are still the prime minister of my Bright Empire, and not only that, I will allow you to be the prime minister in the future by your family." ”

Qingqiu Yourong looked at Bu Yangchen, there was no coercion in his eyes, but it seemed to be pleading.

"I hope so," Bu Yangchen said coldly. Since she insisted on making a decision here and now, he had no choice. "But your son has no right to inherit the throne, he is not a child of the Huangfu family at all. ”

"You're!" Huangfu Zhang jumped up in surprise, his eyes looking at his mother Qingqiu Yourong.

"Prime Minister, you are treasonous. Qingqiu Yourong said: "Zhang Wuzu, take him down for me." ”

The commander of the Imperial Forest Army hesitated for a moment, and in the blink of an eye, he drew his weapon and surrounded the Northern Hell Guards brought by Bu Yangchen.

"I don't think you're just treason, but you can't wait to sit on the Iron Throne. Qingqiu Yourong said, "Where are the samurai of the Qingqiu family!"

With a few metal collisions, the sword of the Qingqiu warrior behind the Iron Throne was unsheathed and approached.

"Where are the internal guards!" Bai Jingting shouted loudly, and nearly a hundred golden-cloaked guards on both sides lowered their spears and moved closer to him.

"I don't want fearless bloodshed," Bu Yangchen told Qingqiu Yourong, "tell your men to lay down their weapons, and there will be no need to ......"

With a sharp thrust, the black iron spear of the nearest inner guard rushed into the dust. Bu Yangchen couldn't dodge, and the tip of the black spear pierced into his thigh.

In an instant, Bu Yangchen realized that the warriors of the Manchu court were all enemies.

And several court ministers were looking at him indifferently.

The bear face howled and brandished his giant sword, and took the lead in hacking down the internal guard who had just sneaked up on Bu Yangchen. More than 20 warriors of the Northern Underworld, facing swords, guns, swords and halberds from all directions, escorted Bu Yangchen and retreated.

"Kill him!" the Iron Throne boy roared, "kill them all." ”

Bu Yangchen searched for Bai Jingting with anger in his eyes, he was standing under a pillar and clasped his fingers leisurely, Bai Jingting's smile was full of apologies, as if to say, "Didn't I warn you not to trust me." ”

Bu Yangchen didn't care about settling accounts with Bai Jingting, and retreated to the palace gate surrounded by the guards, the gate was closed, and the bear face roared angrily and raised his sword to break the palace gate, the palace hall door, and the corpses of five Northern Underworld warriors had been left.

The five Northern Underworld warriors guarded the palace gate to the death, they used Mu Qiang as a cover, hid in an invisible place inside, and when the other party came out, they quickly slashed to death, and after a while, the door was already full of more than a dozen corpses.

The people inside didn't dare to act rashly, and Huang Fuzhang roared angrily, "Up, up, it's all rice buckets." ”

After hacking to death a few more Qingqiu generals who came out with probes out of their brains, dozens of long black iron spears broke through the wooden wall and hung several Northern Underworld warriors on the tip of the grab, and the Qingqiu generals came out of it and hacked several Northern Underworld warriors to death.

Then, the brigade of men and horses swarmed out and pursued Bu Zuo Chen.

The bear-faced man rushed out of the imperial city with his feet in the dust. There were less than twenty guards around.

Out of the imperial city, but the silence is terrible, the streets and alleys of the bustling Guangming City in the past are empty, the shops on the street are tightly closed, and a few wild dogs swoop through the streets without making any stops.

They came to a three-way intersection, and the bustling streets they were accustomed to felt unfamiliar with the desert. "Lord, where shall we go?" asked Bear Face gasped.

"We may not be able to go. Bu Yangchen said coldly.

From all sides of the three-way intersection, there was the sound of "pop, pop, snap......" neat marching steps, and Xiong Face judged the number of people according to experience, and he reported softly to Bu Yangchen: "Lord, there are at least five thousand." ”

"Let's all go," Bu Yangchen looked at the gunshot wound on his leg, blood dripping down the hem of his trousers onto his shoes, "Zhou Laosan, you have to take care of my daughter." ”

"My lord, we die with you!" the Northern Warriors roared in unison.

From the three-way intersection, three densely packed armies have revealed their heads. One was the Inner Guard and the Imperial Forest Army who came from where they came, and the other two were the Qingqiu Legion led by Qingqiu Lingli and the Golden Python Wargroup led by Huangfuyun.

Thousands of green fox flags and Tuxin golden python flags flutter endlessly.

One of the guards beside Bu Yangchen was holding the only wailing snow wolf flag in the city, and in a cyan and golden banner, this white wolf rider that was stained with blood was particularly dazzling.

"Zhou Laosan, this is a military order!" Bu Yangchen smashed his fist on the shoulder, trying to wake him up, "You must go, if you can live, you can save my two daughters." ”

The bear-faced Zhou Laosan handed over his sword to Bu Yangchen with tears, and said: "Lord Lord, this is the sword given to you by the shadow master, and it will be left to you below, if you can't save the county lord, I, Zhou Laosan, will never live alone." ”

After saying that, he jumped into the air, jumped onto the beams of the house, and tossed and turned on the roofs of the chaotic houses of Guangming City, and dozens of Qingqiu warriors rode horses to chase after them in the streets.

The rest of the Northern Underworld warriors remained untouched.

The three army horses had already marched in front of them, each holding a sword wall, quietly watching the dozen or so people who were surrounded and scarred, waiting for their commander to give orders.

Qingqiu's spiritual power flashed to the front under the support of the generals, he looked at the injured Bu Yangchen and said, "Forget it, Brother Buyang, surrender." ”

"None of the Buyang family has surrendered for thousands of years," Bu Yangchen looked at Qingqiu's spiritual power with contempt, "I can't be the first." ”

"Then you're looking for death, Netherworld, don't blame me. Huang Fuyun, who came from another fork in the road, said.

This made Bu Yangchen very incomprehensible, he did this just to return the throne to the Huangfu family, or to Huangfu Yun, but this guy stood with the Qingqiu family and was his enemy.

Step up the dust, step up the dust, why did God play such a joke on you.

He crossed the sword that Zhou Laosan gave him before leaving, and this sword was actually given to Zhou Laosan by Buyangying. Remembering that he was about to die today, perhaps he should have told the boy about his life story earlier.

Hey, I will inevitably die today, and the mystery of my life will haunt that child for the rest of my life.

The Seven Kingdoms are in turmoil, maybe it's better for him not to know those past events. Bu Yangchen pointed at Qingqiu's spiritual power and said slowly, "Come on." ”

"Come on!" the Northern Warriors shouted in unison.

"Up, up!" the commander of the three roads ordered his sergeants, generals brandished swords and guns, and rushed to the center of the three-way intersection like a tide.

The swords of the Northern Warriors flew, the sound of broken bones and wails filled the alleys, and the guards quietly attacked with their spears in front of the Northern Warriors, like cold arrows shot from the shadows.

After slashing down a large number of enemies, the Northern Warriors fell one by one.

Bu Yangchen endured his leg wound, swept and raised his sword, and cut off the tip of a row of black iron spears in the inner guard, his leg was still bleeding, and he could not advance this attack, so he could only stand in place and send all the enemies who dared to offend him to the western sky.

Around the dust, there were walls of corpses that overlapped knee-high.

The army was shocked, they looked at the bloody steps and dust, afraid of how this person would not fall, one by one raised their swords in their chests, and did not dare to attack rashly.

"Bu Yangchen, you are the second Andrew in the world, and it is not unjust for our soldiers to die," Qingqiu's spiritual power hid behind and shouted at him: "But we have five thousand people, I want to see how much you can cut, give it to me!"

"Slow," a crisp voice came from a tall tower, and Bu Yangchen looked up to see Qingqiu Yourong standing on a high place, "Bu Yangchen, no one thought it was like this, all the tragedies and today's scenes were created by you." ”

"Hahaha, you jumping clowns," Bu Yangchen was still arrogant although his physical strength was about to run out: "How can my Buyang family be in the same stream with you." ”

"You, you bastard with a thousand cuts," Qingqiu Yourong scolded angrily, "You're not afraid of death, don't you want to think about your daughter Bu Yanglin?"

"You are talking nonsense," Bu Yangchen's heart tightened, "Lin'er can't be in your hands!"

"Do you have to call her over to see this kind of scene with your own eyes before you die?" Qingqiu Yourong smiled, "You entered the palace with your front foot, and your daughter came with her heels, shouting that you want to ask Zhang'er clearly, hum, your baby daughter, you don't know it yourself?"

Bu Yangchen sighed secretly in his heart, and the long sword almost fell off.

Taking advantage of his distraction, he was already hit in the back.

Bu Yangchen's body fell to the ground with a bang.

Three days after he woke up, with shackles on his hands and feet, he found himself in a dark, damp cell, with his wounds simply treated and bandaged.

Those who came to visit him wore black cloaks with hoods that barely covered their eyes.

"Lord Buyang, don't come unharmed. "Listening to the voice, it is Huangfu Yun.

Now, Bu Yangchen has figured out a lot of things.

Bu Yangchen raised his upper body and leaned against the cold stone wall of the dungeon, "You didn't leave Bright City that night, did you?"

"You're right. Huang Fuyun replied.

"So your brother wasn't killed by Qingqiu's spiritual power, you did it. And then you guys put on a play for me. ”

"You're right again. Huang Fuyun smiled and nodded.

"You are not as good as a brother killer, what are you doing?" Bu Yangchen was speechless, his eldest brother Huang Fuxiong I was a hero, and he had such a younger brother.

He was bent on putting such a thing on the throne, and he also took his daughter and sent himself to the dungeon.

Could it be that Qingqiu Yourong is right? He is the culprit of all this.

If there is darkness everywhere in the world, the only light becomes a joke.

"Hahaha," Bu Yangying burst out laughing, tears of laughter flowed out. He finally stopped laughing and asked Huang Fuyun: "Then what are you doing here?

"Lord Buyang, although I hated you once, I really didn't expect you to push me as emperor, and today's situation is also uneasy in my heart. ”

"Since you know that I am protecting you as the emperor, I don't understand, why are you also my enemy?" Bu Yangchen asked, this really bothered him.

"Lord Buyang, you are invincible on the battlefield, but Game of Thrones is not for you. You'll fail sooner or later, so how can I play with you?" said Huang Fuyun.

"Really?" Bu Yangchen smiled bitterly, looked at Huangfu Yun, and thought of Bai Jingting who betrayed him, presumably Bai Jingting also thought so.

But now that they have been proven right, they have been reduced to prisoners.

"Why don't you just kill me, what do you want?" asked Bu Yangchen.

"They are going to put you on trial in public, Prime Minister, and there are rumors about the Emperor Fu Zhang, and I am afraid that only your blood can clear these rumors. ”

"That's not a rumor at all, Huangfu Zhang is not the bloodline of your Huangfu family at all. Bu Yangchen roared.

"I know that, I have no doubt. Huangfu Yun spread his hands and said: "But Huangfu Zhang is the emperor, I am the emperor's uncle, the lord of the Golden City, I need to recruit troops and build weapons, all of which will take time, do you understand? ”

"I don't understand, but I know that you can't be the emperor anymore. ”

"Not necessarily, I've already expressed my gratitude, it's time to leave," Huang Fuyun tightened his cloak, walked to the door of the dungeon, and turned back to him and said, "This Game of Thrones will never end." ”