Buyi Lingyu began to rush day and night with the child in his arms, he was exhausted, and the corners of his mouth were thickly skinned. Especially Asma, if he has nothing to eat, he will cry, and when he is tired of crying, he will fall asleep. Passing by a place where there are people, he will ask for some goat's milk for the child and fill the gourd bottle with milk so that he can eat it on the road. When he walked into the uninhabited mountains and deserts, he would bite his fingers and drip blood for the children to drink.

At night, Buyi Lingyu often slept in a ravine, or a place where no one found him, and sometimes he would wake up suddenly in the middle of the night, always feeling an inexplicable fear lurking around him. A thousand stars adorned the night sky overhead, and he could hear the corners of Asma's mouth rubbing against each other, and the night was strangely quiet, as if the whole world was holding its breath. This silence made him shiver, and he lazy the child in his arms, making sure that he was safe before going back to sleep.

During the day, he would catch geckos, mice, and hares in the wide grasslands to satisfy his hunger. It is a very troublesome thing to start a fire, find some hay, rub the sparks with the collision of stones, and then burn the food, and the smoke fills the night sky, and when it is about to eat, it will attract a crowd of people to chase after it from a distance. The group had no clothes on them, only animal fur to cover their bodies, and there was no normal human language, only roars and shouts.

Buyi Lingyu had already heard that there was such a group of people living in the Gobi Wilderness, and he got up and looked at the people who ran, "It's a wild man." He hurriedly picked up some roasted food, picked up Asma and ran away, only to find that they were chasing food, not him.

During the more than ten days of travel to the North Trail, although Bu Yi Lingyu was proficient in maps, he deeply realized the difference between the territory and the terrain of Xizhou. He had climbed over the desert, over the mountains and the valleys, and seemed to be much older, and he could not find the slightest color of skin on his face, his clothes were disheveled, and his straw sandals had long been worn out. At dawn, he passed through forests, lawns, fields, and in the distance smoky farmsteads with chimneys, people coming and going, and small towns built with buildings. In the town, there are barefoot children, adults, old people, and women with babies in their arms. There was also a man who drove the wagon on a donkey and put his son on horseback, and the cart was full of weeds, and the cart bumped up and down the uneven road. There are also merchants who do business, men and women who buy things. He also saw a man pushing a wheeled cart passing by with two small babies wrapped in blankets, a woman, and an old man. The car was full of belongings, with a tired and vigilant look on his face. They all headed south, in the direction of the steppe.

"This is already the realm of the alien Red Fangs, are they going to emigrate? Where are they going?" asked Bu Yi Lingyu to herself. The scene looks so pleasant, "They are far away from the war, only life." He thought and continued his journey until dusk, and after nightfall he rested in a cave.

Hungry and so hungry that he put his heart on his back, he put Asma in the cave and went out to find something to eat. He passed by a wooded area and saw candles lit in the distance, as well as tents. He walked in and saw that the grill was full of pigeons, ducks, and mutton. The long-haired old man got up and staggered into the tent, his belly growling, and he ran to pick up a bunch of pigeon and mutton from the fire and run away.

The old man came out of the tent, and saw that the cloth feather began to shout, and many people came out of the tent and chased after him, and the cloth and the feather tore away desperately, and an arrow shot at his left leg, and he fell to the ground instantly, and the pigeon meat and mutton fell into the earth, and the other arrow flew in his chest. A group of people came up, punched and kicked him, he didn't know how many kicks he had been kicked in the forehead, a huge object smashed on his head, he squinted at the stars in the sky, and shouted in his mouth, "Prince...... Prince....... ”

"Stupid. A woman shouted from a distance, "Their stuff is for money, grab it for nothing, they will kill you." After the woman finished shouting, she received a slap from the tall and mighty man, and the corner of the woman's mouth instantly bled out, and then the cloth clothes and feathers passed out.

When I woke up, the sun had already moved away from the west. His forehead was covered with blood, and it wasn't in his coma, but in a high ravine, and he couldn't remember which direction Asma was.

He was smelly and dirty, with a musty and sour smell, and he saw a pool of clear flowing river. Unable to find Asma, he took off all his clothes, jumped into the river, first drank a lot of water in his hands, filled his stomach, and then washed his clothes, washing all over his body. He gritted his teeth to endure the pain and continued to clean the blood from the wound in the water according to his own shadow in the water.

Putting his clothes wet on his body, he continued to look for Asma's traces, climbed to the top of the high mountain, and ran half of the mountain, and the sound of rapid breathing even drowned out the sound of the wind in his ears. After turning around and looking at all the bottom of the mountain, I finally saw the place, and ran down the bottom of the mountain to the cave without stopping.

The entrance to the cave was full of people, what seemed to be troops, and there were three tents set up, a fire was made on the grass, and there was food to be roasted, and he saw the lion sign on the blue flag, and then he saw the soldier's silver armor all with the image of a lion on his chest, "It's the Red Fang." He had a bottom in his heart, "The prince is more than lucky." ”

Buyi Lingyu hid behind the tent, and saw the red-toothed Dashan Yu Wei Luoguo standing at the entrance of the cave, he would never forget that wide face until he died, the one who used to be a hostage in the Shiyue tribe, even the Shiyue enslaved the subordinates to humiliate Vilogo, the one who later escaped from Shiyue, shot arrows and killed his father and set himself up as the king, and called himself the "true son of heaven" The monarch killer, the one who commanded in front many times on the battlefield.

Cloth Yi Lingyu knew very well that Verogo was a person who had revenge, wild and vicious was never under Niutel, he killed his father and became the big Danyu of the Red Tooth People, even if he killed Niutel's father, made the skull cover into a drinking cup, and hung his body on the royal court tower to show the public, he still couldn't understand the shame and humiliation of his young heart.

Buyi Lingyu often followed her father to visit Shiyue since she was a child, and more than 30 years ago, Shiyue was so powerful that the Wusupal family had to escort weapons, horses, and women to Shiyue every year. During his visit, he and his father witnessed it firsthand.

In exchange for his beloved woman, Verogo's father gave his fifteen-year-old eldest son, Vilogo, to Shiyue as a hostage, while the princes and daughters of the Shiyue family would bring dry food from the dog basin for Verogo to eat, which was life-saving food in Verogo's eyes, and the soldiers would beat Vilogo, and even the slaves would spit on him.

The naughty prince Niu Terr of the month would often pee on Verogo's head, and then take off all the clothes on Verogo's body to make fun of and ridicule, and use him as a live target when archery, and then warn him, "Verogo, you are only worthy of being a live target for me Niu Terr in this life, and you can't enjoy the same treatment as a prince." ”

In particular, the most hateful subordinates would lock Willow into the warehouse and torture him, pierce the tip of the knife into his fingernails, remove his nails one by one, and no one would let him out for days and nights. Lying in the dark warehouse, Willow's stomach is empty, and he will desperately catch a mouse, and the mouse will struggle in his hands, screaming desperately, just for a way to live. He bit the mouse hard, a stream of warm blood flowed out of the corner of his mouth, the smell was so strong that he wanted to vomit, but he still swallowed the meat back, the corners of his mouth were stained with mouse hair, tears filled his eyes, and the expression was full of bitterness and hatred.

Cloth Feather couldn't stand it, took the flatbread to the warehouse, and ordered the door to be opened, and when Verogo heard the sound of boots hitting the ground and the iron key colliding with each other, he had already shrunk into the corner of the warehouse, squeezed into the cold and damp corner, and covered himself with weeds to prevent anyone who came in from seeing. Facing the light, Buyi Lingyu still saw Verogo's body trembling under the weeds. He walked into Verogo and crouched down, "I'm not a prince. He removed the weeds from Velogo and handed the flatbread to Verogo.

With trembling hands, Verogo took the flatbread vigilantly and stuffed it all into his mouth, and he devoured it so much that he was choked and stuck in his throat.

Buyi Lingyu handed Wei Luoguo a pot of water, "I only have this time to bring you food, if it is discovered by Da Shan Yu and the prince, I will inevitably be punished." ”

"Who are you?" asked Verogo, "why did you bring me flatbread?"

"I am Buyi Lingyu, the eldest son of the Marquis of Bu Dan Ling, the commander of the Wusupal family's guards, and I have come here to escort the tribute. Buyi Lingyu replied, "You have to take care, the most important thing is to live." With that, he shoved several flatbreads into Verogo's hands and walked out of the dark warehouse.