The north is long, and the ice and snow are long.

Although Bu Yangying had done his homework, brought what he thought was enough dry food, and even checked all the maps of the north, after two weeks of traveling north, he deeply realized that the journey was far longer and more difficult than he could have imagined.

The young man's mind was already tormented by the sheer search for his way, and he stood like a tiny black dot in a white world where he had to cut through the snow with his sword to see the color and traces of the dirt.

If it is a cloudy day, you have to carefully identify the direction, if you get the wrong direction all the way back to the North Underworld, Bu Yangming can laugh at him for half a year.

As we move on, the weather gets colder and the surrounding area becomes more silent.

The road has also become narrow, and the official road will not be repaired here.

On both sides of the road are rugged limestone hills, and there is a beacon tower on the top of the low hill.

There was collapsed rubble in front of the beacon tower, and the lonely wall that stood collapsed with a touch of a finger, and it seems that there were once early warning soldiers stationed here.

Looking north from the beacon tower, Bu Yangying saw another beacon tower, he hurried to the next beacon tower, and as expected, saw another, he believed that this beacon tower would be continuous at the top of a low hill or mountain, and would only lead to the place of exile.

This is already the edge of the world known to the Seven Kingdoms, what is the use of these beacons?

And these beacons have been used before, maybe hundreds of years ago, maybe thousands, maybe longer.

The snow or the jungle here knew the answer, but there was no way to tell him, so he had to keep going.

The hills grew steeper and steeper, and gradually became mountains, like majestic giants shouldering the snow and steep rock peaks.

When the north wind howls, long ice picks splash down from the towering peaks like a giant sword.

The road was rough and winding through the woodland, and at night the howls of wolves could be heard in the forest, sometimes feeling close at hand.

The white flash of the shadow will prick up his ears, but never respond.

Bu Yangying lit a fire in the cave, and the little wolf quietly picked up the hare out of nowhere, although his white flash didn't mind eating it raw, Bu Yangying roasted it and gave it to the little wolf a large piece, of course, he had to find dead grass to feed his horse.

It is necessary to continue to travel during the day, and such a place cannot be delayed.

As he reached the edge of the wolf-howling forest, he heard a man talking in front of him, and he hurried forward, and three men were roasting meat by the fire, and a dead man and a dead horse were lying beside him.

"Who is it?" Seeing someone coming, one of the skinny men stood up with a knife.

"Those who are in a hurry, go to the penal colony. Bu Yangying replied.

"Third child, what are you nervous about, all the people who come here are like-minded," said the black fat man sitting between the two, the black fat man's pig-bristle-like black beard almost covered all his facial features, and he looked very innocent. He gulped down on a piece of horse meat, which seemed to wriggle up and down in a black jungle, and then disappeared with a thud.

"Tell me, little brother, what have you done here?" asked the black-bearded fat man.

Bu Yangying didn't answer, quietly looking at the dead man on the ground.

"Oh, little brother, there is nothing to see, this brother is in misery, the horse fell down in shock, but it happened that his head touched the stone and died. A short man next to him said, short with high cheekbones and pointed chins, and a black mole on his cheekbones with a long black hair, shaking in the wind.

Bu Yangying saw that the dead man had a knife wound on his neck, and the blood had clotted.

"I didn't do anything, I just wanted to go and see it. Bu Yangying said calmly, warning himself in his heart to be calm, otherwise this barren mountain and wild mountain will soon be a tough battle.

"What's so embarrassing to say, look at your little white face, you must have stolen someone's little girl, haha. The black-bearded fat man greeted Bu Yangying, "Come brother, sit down and eat a few bites of horse meat, this is too far." ”

Bu Yangying didn't want to entangle with these people, so he lifted the reins of the horse and walked forward.

"Wolf, big brother, that's a wolf!" The thin man's eyes were sharp, and he saw the white flash in Buyangying's arms.

"What's the fuss, there are wolves in this mountain, and if you have the ability, you can catch a few. The fat man with the black beard patted his belly and stood up.

"Second and third, bring the rest of the horse meat, and let's go on the road with the little brother. ”

Bu Yangying was helpless, there was only one way forward, he had to go together, and his little wolf looked at these three people vigilantly.

The black-bearded fat man unabashedly talked to Bu Yangying about the glorious past when he led dozens of brothers to rob homes and houses.

"No one can afford to pay the taxes of the Qingqiu family, this old guy with Qingqiu spiritual power must have lost his mind," the fat man stretched out his slap and said in the air, "Fifty percent, you have to pay fifty percent, by the way, brother, where are you from?"

"North Hades. Bu Yangying replied.

"That's okay, the northern border only harvests 30%, but it's too cold, it's not much better than this. The black-bearded fat man tightened his shirt as he spoke, and the north wind drilled at the bone.

"I'm a bearded man, that's a thin ghost Ding Busan, a short man Ding Busi. ”

The thin man saw the boss introduce himself, and lightly rushed to raise his fist.

Bu Yangying knew that it was his turn, he didn't wear the Buyang family crest, and he went to the exile again, and the name of the Buyang family was not only bad, but also difficult to explain.

"My name is Wu Ying, Koutian Wu, the shadow of the shadow. Bu Yangying grew up in the North Underworld City since he was a child, and he was curious about things outside, "How did you get caught?"

"We robbed the carriage of the Qingqiu family to transport grain, he took the grain from the farmers, and we grabbed it back and hoarded it, ready to wait for the winter to distribute it to the villagers, hehe, I robbed it back and forth three times, and it is estimated that the old fox of Qingqiu was choked enough," the fat man said with a smug face, shaking like black grass and withered grass.

"Who knew that the fourth time, the old fox's grain cart was full of sand, and the brothers knew that they were fooled, and it was too late to run. ”

"And what about the food you stockpile?" Bu Yangying asked curiously.

"Hmph, the grain was snatched back by the old thief in Qingqiu, didn't you see the dead man just now? That's an informant," Heihu said indignantly: "I think I can let him go if I tell the old thief in Qingqiu? ”

Bu Yangying nodded, if that was the case, a little relieved.

There are a few people along the way, but it doesn't seem lonely.

As soon as it gets dark, the dwarf looks for a cave to spend the night in, the thin man chops wood and makes a fire, and White Flash pees around to hint at other creatures: this is its chassis.

Hu Zi watched Bai Shan move around, and cheered: "What a spirit wolf, brother, I have seen a lot of wolves, and it is the first time I have seen this wolf as white as snow." ”

He suddenly raised his head coldly and asked, "Are you from the Buyang family?"

"Good my bearded brother, it really deserves to be the old Jianghu, you can see at a glance, the people of the Buyang family can walk with you, it is really a blessing for three lives. Bu Yangying replied with a big grin, he knew that Hu Zi was deceiving himself.

"Haha, I don't think so, the children of the family can still run here? Your kid's ancestral grave can't get this puff of smoke, haha. The fat man saw Bu Yangying's generous admit, but decided that this was definitely not a member of Bu Yang's family.

Light a fire and eat a few mouthfuls of dry food, and find a corner to fall asleep.

"Brother beard, I can't sleep, just talk about my hometown. Bu Yangying asked casually.

"There's nothing to say, but I mentioned the Buyang family just now, hey, this Qingqiu family is really a little sorry for the Buyang family. The fat man also closed his eyes, and his breath was weak, as if he was about to fall asleep.

Bu Yangying was shocked, but he didn't dare to ask for fear of being suspicious, and said casually: "Brag, you, you farmer Zhuang Jia Khan still knows what about the Qingqiu family, is it possible that you call Qingqiu a big face?"

"You little rabbit cub, and you look down on your bearded brother," Beard was evidently unsuspicious, and he continued, "Do you know why I fell into the grass?"

"Why?" asked Bu Yangying, following his beard's words.

"My father is a general under the Qingqiu family, and he carried out a secret mission, and later all the people who carried out this mission were killed, and even his family members were not spared, so I fell into the grass. ”

"So this task is related to the Buyang family?" Buyang Yingxin raised his throat, and he was anxious to know the answer.

"My dad has only said a few words, and he only knows that it has something to do with Bu Yangchen's father, huh," Beard raised his head: "Where is your wolf?"

"Who knows where they went, there are so many she-wolves in the mountains and forests outside. Bu Yangying said.

"Haha, you kid is still a little interesting, and he is really a fellow practitioner. After saying this, the beard fell asleep.

Bu Yangying had countless questions in his heart to ask, but his beard was already snoring.

And his wolf, must be hiding in some dark corner, quietly guarding him.

He had never trained White Flash like this, it was a natural habit of this wolf.

You don't know where it's there, quietly and silently and how it appears.

If someone approaches him with bad intentions, it must be an unlucky fellow, thinking of this, Buyang Shadow Head sank into the firewood and grass, and fell asleep.

In the cave, only the red flames danced lightly.