Along with the room of Yan Beixing in the penal colony, there was also the "corpse" of Ma Tie's terror and writhing.

However, that night, Yan Beixing was not the only place of attack.

The other one, Haiyue, was originally a ranger, but the body of the corpse that was almost beheaded was chopped to pieces by a dozen brothers in the penal colony.

Before Haiyue was chopped into pieces, he killed five brothers in the penal colony, and the sixth brother completely cut off Haiyue's head with a sword, and walked forward carelessly, who knew that Haiyue's headless corpse actually pulled out a dagger and plunged it deep into his abdomen. The remaining brothers kept their distance and chopped Haiyue into pieces, still not daring to approach.

What can be done? When confronted with an enemy who is already dead and will never fall, neither strength nor courage will be of much use.

And weapons and armor, the opponent does not care at all.

"Boy, are you okay?" Yan Beixing asked Bu Yangying.

"My lord, I'm fine. Bu Yangying lied—and deliberately loudly, as if it would embolden himself. "What about you?"

Yan Beixing frowned. "A dead man assassinated me, how much better do you think I could be?" he scratched his chin unconsciously. He had cut off his beard because of the fire, but he mistakenly thought it was still there. "To be honest, your complexion is not very good, how is the injury on your hand?"

"It's just a little bruising. Bu Yangying moved his bandaged hand to show him. The burning of the curtain that threw the fire was much worse than he expected, and now his right arm was covered in bandages, all the way to his elbow. He didn't feel anything at all, and it was only after that that the pain was terrible.

The cracked red skin on Bu Yangying's arm flowed fluid, and frightening blood-filled blisters filled it, like fried beans. "Uncle Hai said that it would leave a scar, but other than that, it shouldn't be a big deal. ”

"It doesn't matter if you have scars on your hands, in exile you wear gloves most of the time. ”

"Your Excellency, that's what you said. "It's not the scars that bother Buyangying, it's something else.

After the assassination of Ma Tie's corpse that night, Uncle Hai bandaged Bu Yangying, but even so, his hand was still painful. At first he felt like his hand was on fire, and the only way to relieve the pain was by inserting it into the snow and ice.

Bu Yangying was in unbearable pain on the bed, and the appearance of rolling and wailing was only known to Bai Shan.

But when he did fall asleep, he began to dream again, and these dreams were more terrible than hand wounds.

In the dream, the corpse that fought with him could not help but have blue eyes, black palms, and even the face of his father.

He didn't dare to tell Yan Beixing about this.

"The man in charge of the search has returned," Yan Beixing told him, "and they have found nothing." ”

"I know. "Last night, Bu Yangying dragged himself to the hall to have dinner with his friends, and he saw the people who had been sent to search, and everyone was discussing the Rangers' failed search.

"It seems like there are only two in all...... That kind of thing. Whatever they are, I don't think they're human. Thank God, there are two more, if only a few more...... Hey, I'd better not think about it. It's just that my old bones have a hunch that they are definitely not these two. ”

"My father also often mentioned that when the cold wind blows, the summer is coming to an end, and winter is coming. Bu Yangying mentioned his father, and remembered the dream that night, but the corpse in the dream had his father's face. "I heard another bird came last night......

"Is that the case?"

"I wonder if there's any news of my father?"

"If there is news of Lord Bu Yangchen, do you think I will not inform you? Whether you are an illegitimate child or an adopted child, you have a father-son relationship after all. The letter is about Zhang Wuzu. He appears to have been removed from his position as commander of the Imperial Guards and is now wanted on charges of treason. The fools sent some guards to fetch him, but he slaughtered two of them and fled. Yan Beixing snorted coldly, his opinion of those who sent a few small soldiers to try to deal with those who were superior in martial arts was overflowing.

"We have a white shadow in the forest here, and a restless dead walking in the penal colony, and it turns out that the one sitting on the Iron Throne is actually a little hairy child!" Yan Bei said with disgust.

Bu Yangying remembered that Yan Beixing had high hopes for Zhang Wuzu, hoping that he could speak in the court and help his father get out of the sea of suffering. If even he loses power, then what chance does Yan Beixing's letter have to reach the new king and the little hairy boy in Yan Beixing's mouth?

Bu Yangying couldn't help but clench his fingers, and the sharp pain exploded from the wound. "What about my sister?"

The letter did not mention Lord Bu Yangchen, nor did it say anything about his daughter. Yan Beixing was a little annoyed. "Maybe no one cares about my letter at all, I'm afraid to those people in the City of Light, we're nothing. They only tell us what they want us to know, and very few of them. ”

For yourself, you can know even less. Bu Yangying thought disheartenedly.

The eldest brother Bu Yangfei had already gathered his vassals and led the army to the south, but no one told him...... Later, Nalan Invincible secretly came to him one night, whispering while repenting that he shouldn't have done this. It is conceivable that they must have thought that his brother's war had nothing to do with him.

However, this matter gave way to Yangying and was extremely troubled. Bu Yangfei is galloping on the battlefield, but he is trapped in the penal colony.

No matter how much Bu Yangying forgave himself: now that his duty was to be the guardian of the Seven Kingdoms with the new brothers, he still felt like a coward.

He and his brother grew up together, and they have been competing for more than ten years, and this time he feels that he has lost extremely completely.

"Bu Yangying, did Uncle Hai say how long it will take for your hand to recover?"

"It's coming, at most next time the moon is full. Bu Yangying replied.

"That's good," Yan Beixing took out a sword and placed it on the table between the two. It was Bu Yangying's sword reforged with Mo Yiyan's war hammer, radiating a dark light.

A few days ago, he had a conflict with Lin Mang at dinner, and Yan Beixing confiscated his sword.

"Take it back, kid," Yan Beixing frowned impatiently, "I didn't thank you for saving my life, although you did save my life. But I don't think you would have been hurt if you had had a weapon in your hand when you were fighting with a corpse. ”

"Your Excellency, you are right, I was reckless. Bu Yangying said.

"If it weren't for you and your wolf, I wouldn't be sitting here right now. You're not just brave...... What's more, your brain is moving fast. That's right, God kills it, it's fire! We should have known and remembered it a long time ago. In ancient times, there was also a catastrophe of winter, and fire must have been used. Hey, 8,000 years is a long time, but if you can't even remember the guardian, who else will?"

That night, Bu Yangying couldn't recall how he had come up with the idea of using fire. As soon as the corpse's clothes caught fire, it was consumed by flames, as if its skin was filled with ghee and its bones were dead wood.

Bu Yangying only had to close his eyes, and he could still clearly remember the scene of the corpse staggering through the room, waving his arms and slapping the flames. What haunted me for a long time was the face: surrounded by fire, hair burning like withered grass, and necrotic muscles dissolving and sliding off piece by piece, revealing the jaw below.

No matter what kind of demons drive Ma Tie, they have been driven away by the flames. But in his nightmare, it came again, this time the burning corpse had the appearance of walking dust, and it was his father's skin that was scorched and violent, and it was his father's eyes that flowed like frozen tears. Bu Yangying didn't understand why he had such a dream, nor did he understand what it meant, he was just frightened.

"Take the sword, don't talk to me anymore, do you understand?" Yan Beixing said.

"Thank you, sir. Bu Yangying stroked the soft leather, and the sword seemed to be eager to meet him.

"I don't want to hear any polite words," Yan Beixing said, "so I don't want to thank you." Proving that you value it with practical actions is more effective than how much nonsense you say. ”

Bu Yangying nodded. "My lord, can you give this sword a name?"

"This is the best sword I've ever seen, there is no one. Yan Beixing looked at the black sword in Bu Yangying's hand, "The legend of the Seven Kingdoms is that the dark night is coming, boy, do you have the courage to name this sword 'Dark Night'?"

"Dark Night?" Bu Yangying thought silently in his heart, he already recognized in his heart that there was no more suitable name for this sword than this 'dark night'. "Thank you, Lord Yan, for the name. ”

"You know, this is a relic of the crown prince of the previous dynasty, so this is a king's sword," Yan Beixing was happy to get Bu Yangying's approval, "Make good use of this sword and send the enemies from the dark night back to the dark night." When your hand is healed, you can ask Mr. Mo Da to teach you a few tricks. ”

"Mr. Mo?" Bu Yangying didn't remember the name.

"Mr. Mo Da, known as 'Xiaoxiang Night Rain', is rushing over from the Shadow Tower, he is our trusted sect leader, Lin Mang sect leader has already set off to Guangming City. ”

Bu Yangying lowered his sword. "Why?" he asked stupidly.

Yan Beixing snorted again. "What do you think? Of course I sent him. He had one of Yue Hai's severed hands on his body, and that hand was still writhing in the clay pot. I ordered him to rush to the City of Light and present his hand to the little hairy boy king, which would always attract the attention of the emperor and open the eyes of the fools of the Manchu dynasty. ”

Bu Yangying instantly understood in his heart the reason why he hadn't seen Lin Mang in the past few days.

He had just had a conflict with Lin Mang, and now, Lin Mang is thousands of miles away. He looked at Lord Yan Beixing gratefully.

"Boy, in this way, you are thousands of miles away from him, and it doesn't seem that I am partial to outsiders," Yan Beixing stretched out a finger and pointed at Bu Yangying, "However, this does not mean that I agree that you can come with a knife in exile." Courage can compensate for your stupidity, but no matter how old you are now, you're not a child anymore. 'Dark Night' is a sword of kings, and only a true man can wield it. I hope you're doing it for yourself. ”

"Yes, sir. Bu Yangying withdrew the sword from its silver-rimmed scabbard.

"Go ahead, I've got something to do. By the way, help me tell the cook that if there's still damn mashed potatoes for dinner, I'll put it in the pot. Yan Beixing said.

Bu Yangying walked down the tower staircase with his sword on, and the guards standing on either side smiled at him.

"What a good sword. One of them said.

"Step up, do a good job. Another said.

Now the tower of the leader of Yan Beixing has been burned, and he lives in another tower. When Bu Yangying appeared, he found five or six friends sneakily waiting outside. They hung an arrow target in the small square downstairs and pretended to practice archery hard. But Bu Yangying could see at a glance that they had other intentions.

As soon as his front foot hit the ground, Mu Sheng shouted, "Hey, come over here and let us take a look." ”

"Look at what?" said Bu Yangying.

The black-bearded fat man smiled, "Of course it's your red ass, what else?"

"The sword," said Herita, "they want to see the sword." ”

So Bu Yangying pulled out of the darkness and spun it left and right for them to enjoy. The blade of the sword shone with a dark and deadly sheen in the pale sunlight. "It's called 'Dark Night'. He said, trying to show the joy and pride he deserved, but still thinking about the shadow of the nightmare.

Mu Sheng smiled. "Guardians are thousands of years old," he said, "but I bet we were the first to burn down the Tower of Command." ”

"And with impunity, with honor. Heita said.

Everyone laughed, and they couldn't help but laugh. In fact, the fire he started did not really burn down the entire solid stone tower, but only burned the two-story room at the top of the tower, that is, Yan Beixing's residence.

But who still makes irresponsible remarks about the loss? Because the fire saved Yan Beixing and burned Ma Tie's unkillable corpse.

But Bu Yangying has a lot on his mind. His father and sister's fate are unknown, his brother may be fighting bloodily with his army, and his beloved brother Bu Yangming, a man who can never walk, is tasked with guarding the northern city of the underworld, and he is here to fight with the corpse that he can't kill, and the corpse in the nightmare has his father's face......

All this concession Yang Ying can not be happy.

Although he knew the kindness of his friends, it was a pity that they could not know what was on their minds, and it was no wonder that they were there.

"I'm going to arrange dinner for Lord Yan. Bu Yangying said abruptly, and then turned to leave. Mu Sheng called him from behind, but Bu Yangying ignored it.

When he returned to his room, White Flash was curled up by the door to sleep, but it looked up as soon as it heard the footsteps of Bu Yangying. The red eyes of the snow wolf are closed, and the pomegranate seeds are even more blood-red, and they are wiser than the human eye. Bu Yangying crouched down, scratching its ears.

White Flash stuck out her tongue and licked his fingers. Bu Yangying smiled and told Bai Shan, "All the glory belongs to you." ”

Suddenly, he remembered the day when he first got the snow wolf and saw the white flash. At that time, they were about to leave, and Bu Yangying did not distinguish the snow wolf, but Bu Yangming saw Bai Flash, far away from the wolf's den, its snow-white body curled up in the snowdrift, almost indistinguishable.

"He's alone," Bu Yangying thought to himself, "far away from his brothers and sisters." He was different, so he was driven away by them. ”

"Bu Yangying," a voice called him. Bu Yangying raised his head, and Nalan Invincible, whose cheeks were red, stood in front of him, trembling uneasily, his whole body tightly wrapped in a heavy fur cloak, as if he was about to go into hibernation.

"Invincible," Bu Yangying stood up. "What's wrong? Do you want to see this sword too?"

The fat boy shook his head. "I was the heir to my father's sword," he said sadly, "and my father, Nalan Gangfeng, made me take that family heirloom sword a few times, but I was scared every time. That sword is the same as yours, it comes from the hand of Gan Tiesheng, it is extremely beautiful and sharp, I am afraid of hurting others and even more afraid of hurting myself. Now my brother is the heir to this sword. Nalan Invincible wiped his sweat on his cloak, "I...... Well...... Uncle Hai wants to see you. ”

It's not time to change the bandages. Buyang Ying frowned suspiciously and asked, "Why is he looking for me?" Looking at Sam's pitiful appearance, the answer is no longer self-evident. "You told him, didn't you?" said Bu Yangying angrily, "You told him you told me the news." ”

"I ...... He...... Bu Yangying, I didn't mean to, I mean, Uncle Hai knows everything. ”

"He's not a wizard who reads minds!" shouted Bu Yangying in disgust, "I know the way myself. With that, he walked away, leaving the stunned Nalan Invincible to tremble on the spot.

Uncle Hai was meditating in the room. "Invincible said you have something to do with me?" Bu Yangying asked.

Uncle Hai quietly looked at Bu Yangying, as if he was about to enter the depths of his heart. "Bu Yangying, tell me, if one day, your father has to choose between his honor and the person he loves, what do you think he will do?"

Bu Yangying didn't expect Uncle Hai to ask like this in the first sentence he said, it was obvious that Uncle Hai already knew that he had learned some news about his father from Nalan Invincible.

But Uncle Hai didn't say a word about the "news", so there must be some reason for asking such a question.

"He'll do what he's supposed to do," Bu Yangying deliberately dragged out his tone to hide his hesitation. "Whatever that is. ”

Originally, Bu Yangying wanted to say that Lord Bu Yangchen would never do anything that damaged his reputation.

"Boy, you didn't answer my question, what should be done, what should not be done?" Uncle Hai pointed to the stool next to him and asked him to sit down.

"What is righteous is to be done, and what is sinful is not to be done. Bu Yangying replied mechanically.

"Then, Lord Bu Yangchen is a hero in a million. Most people simply can't compare to it. What is honor compared to a woman's love? When you hold a baby in your arms, or think of your brother's smile, what is the point of responsibility? It's all illusory, it's all empty talk. As mortals, old angels, we have the ability to love, which is the greatest gift to us, but also the greatest punishment for us. ”

"Is there something wrong with love, why is it a punishment?" Bu Yangying didn't understand.

"Have you ever thought about a question," Uncle Hai asked with a smile, "The brothers in the penal colony come from different countries on this continent, if two or three of them go to war, will the brothers here continue to fight side by side or will they face each other with their swords?"

"This ......"

"So I understand your suffering. Everyone has parents and brothers, and everyone has brothers and sisters. The Guardians come from kingdoms large and small that are constantly in conflict, and they are well aware that times will change and the world will be in turmoil. So they made an oath that the Guardians would only protect the kingdom, but would never participate in any of its battles. ”

Bu Yangying listened to what Uncle Hai said.

"Therefore, even when the Moyi family came and swept through the Seven Kingdoms, the guardians of the penal colony still believed in their oaths and stuck to their posts. For thousands of years, this has been the case, and this is the price of honor. ”

"Now is the time for me to decide, do you mean?"

The still gray head looked at him, as if it had entered the depths of his heart. Bu Yangying felt that he was naked, and he couldn't hide a trace.

"Child, it's painful," Uncle Hai whispered, "It's always painful to make a choice, and it's so now, and it will still be in the future." ”

"No, you don't know. Bu Yangying said bitterly, "No one knows." Even though I am an adopted son, he is still my father. ”

Uncle Hai sighed and said, "Bu Yangying, didn't you listen to what I told you just now? Do you think that you are the only one in the exile who is suffering? Just your parents and brothers? Just your family has suffered a change? I can tell you responsibly that there are no less than a hundred people in the penal colony who are in such a situation as yours!"

"However, I have already borne the infamy of being a traitor' here, and my father, he is by no means a traitor!"

"Of course he isn't, I've lived for eighty years. Bu Yangchen is the most loyal and courageous man I have ever met in 80 years. ”

"However, there is information that he has pleaded guilty to treason. ”

Uncle Hai raised the corners of his mouth with a sad face, revealing a hint of a smile. "If I used to evaluate Bu Yangchen as a hero, now I retract that evaluation. ”

"Why......?

"He's not just a hero, he's a hero of heroes. Uncle Hai said.

Bu Yangying looked at Uncle Hai suspiciously, this old man who had spent his life in the City of Darkness and the City of Light.

"I just asked you how to choose honor and family affection. Uncle Hai opened his eyes wide and told Bu Yangying, "If you choose to stick to your honor, you are a hero, and if you can give up the honor you hold on to for the sake of family affection, you are a hero among heroes!"

"Uncle Hai, are you saying that my father confessed treason for the sake of family affection!" Bu Yangying trembled.

Uncle Hai nodded. "Yes, it's your father's choice. And what about you, do you understand? How do you choose?"

"I chose this place! If my father was here, he would have chosen it too. Bu Yangying replied firmly.

"That's right, you're here to fight the unkillable corpses and be the first to kill them. Uncle Hai patted Bu Yangying on the shoulder, "If your father knows these things, he will be proud of you." ”

While the two were talking, Nalan Invincible rushed back and looked at Bu Yangying in fear.

Bu Yangying stepped forward and gave the fat boy a deep hug.

Nalan Invincible smiled and hugged him tightly.