Issyk-Kul Lake in the morning light is like a shining blue satin, the water is like a blue sky, so blue that colorful flowers spread all over the lake's edge, swaying in the breeze.

Along the edge of the lake, Buyi Lingyu has been tearing away for a day and a night with Asma in her arms. His steps were already weak and unsteady, sweating profusely through his clothes, and his rapid panting echoed across the empty lake.

Buyi Lingyu placed Asma by the lake and drank the water in her hand. Probably his stomach was filled with water, he took some water in the palm of his hand, dripped it into Asma's mouth, and found that Asma had no breath, he put Asma on the flat grass, tested the temperature of Asma's forehead with his hands, and found that his forehead was cold. He was extremely frightened, and he didn't know when Asma became like this, his eyes shot directly at Asma, "The reason why I desperately ran away is nothing more than to escape from the pursuers and save the lifeblood of the Wusupal family, gods bless, prince, you are the only hope of my Wusupal family, you must not die." He picked up Asma, looked at the lake within a radius of hundreds of miles, and thought, "Yes, you won't die, you're just asleep, I must take you out of here and go to your grandfather, only when we reach your grandfather's Suqi City, we will have a chance for revenge." He looked at the empty space in front of him and continued to run, running endlessly, and he wanted to take three steps and run one step at a time, to get away from here as soon as possible.

The moment Buyi Lingyu found Asma from the room of the right lady of the harem, he fled there as fast as he could. I remembered that the night before, he hid behind a heavy high wall. Above the dark walls, the voice of Niutel was overheard, "We can do it, take off the head of Holch before they get drunk and unconscious, remember, don't kill too much except the remnants of the Wusupal family, I need them to live." ”

"I'm going to do the Maharaja. ”

"Wait. Niu Tel's voice sounded again, "Protect the eldest brother and Mrs. Zuo." ”

"Yes. ”

The footsteps had faded away, and Buyi Lingyu gasped, sobbed and stepped away, and rushed away. He rushed into the direction of the banquet hall, and there was already fighting and shouting everywhere, he knocked over two fighting soldiers, bypassed a fat butcher with a bloodstained knife, and saw the moment Newtel cut off the head of the Holch, An Guijia walked out of the banquet hall drunk.

It was too late, and the fear at this time was more hurtful than the sword, and the cloth clothes and feathers withdrew from the banquet hall to find that the castle tower was already full of corpses. He staggered and ran, and when he reached the staircase of the castle tower, he was out of breath. He hesitated for a long time, whether to go left or right, he knew that after passing through this long corridor, he would arrive at the harem of the right lady, "That's right, I'm going to save the prince." ”

So he walked down the spiral staircase one after another, three steps and two steps, jumping over the narrow staircase until he finally entered the wide corridor, surrounded by walls. He ran frantically out of the long hallway, and a dead man fell face down the stairs, his cloak pressed under him, and his back chainmail was covered in blood. He moved the body of the dead body, the armor on his chest was shining with the Niu family's bull head logo, and suddenly found that this clothing was his lifeline, he stripped the clothes, knives, armor, and helmet from the soldiers, and put them all on himself, and went straight to the harem courtyard smoothly.

The harem courtyard was full of torches, and it was already a mess, and he hid behind the city wall, and he inserted the knife he had taken from the dead body into his belt, and began to climb up with his hands on stones of various sizes, and slowly moved his feet on the stones that could hold his toes, until finally he reached the window. He rolled over and entered the window, but Su Yue and Asma were not inside, not even Mrs. Zuo of An Guijia. He was about to roll out the window when he heard the sound of a baby babbling, coming from inside. He listened carefully to where the sound was coming from, and finally settled on the location, in the cabinet next to the couch. He opened the cabinet to meet the glimmer of moonlight, and saw Asma sucking his fingers, those bright eyes clearly visible in the moonlight, and his mouth made a "babbling" sound, as if everything that happened outside had nothing to do with him.

Buyi Lingyu bowed down and took Asma out, quickly jumped out of the window, and climbed down the city wall with great speed, only to see bright torches lit in the house. There was a crackling sound in the room, which was so piercing that a torch even stuck out of the window, and he covered Asma's "babbling" mouth and stood in the corner, not daring to breathe until the torch disappeared.

Buyi Lingyu frantically ran out of the courtyard wall of the harem, ran through several alleys, and then climbed into the library tower, and climbed out of the window of the library tower, and then reached the outside of the city tower. In front of him was a vast meadow, and he did not stop for a moment, and went straight into the unfathomable darkness of the night.

Cloth Yiling Feather crossed Issyk-Kul Lake with Asma in her arms, and it was already sunset when she reached the next village. The dawn sun peeked into the hazy white mist of the sunset, and the red glow of a vast field spread out before his eyes, except for the long, low scattered hills, and the bare brown flat ground facing the setting sun.

Asma still hadn't woken up, and Buyi Lingyu was already disheartened, "Do you really want me to bury you in this uninhabited place? Can't you wake up and avenge your family when you grow up?" He looked hopelessly into the distance to see which place was suitable for burying the child. He vaguely saw a thick cloud of smoke coming from the village in front of him, which consisted of only a dozen households, and when he got closer, he saw corpses everywhere. A woman in her thirties clung to her dead child and wept so hard that she refused to give the child in her arms to the young man, and a lean man in his sixties and several young men dragged the body to a wooden shelf on which firewood was piled up. The sunlight pierced through the clouds and cast a ray of sunlight on the wooden clips, which were already piled with the corpses of children, old people, women, and men.

Buyi Lingyu walked over and asked the old man who was holding up a corpse, "What's going on here?"

"All dead, all the people in a village are gone, all the wild people are the doing. With that, he picked up a corpse and walked towards the wooden shelf.

"Savages again. Buyi Lingyu glanced at the dead body on the firewood stand, "Prince, you go first, and when I send you away, I will accompany you." With that, he placed Asma on the fire.

The old man raised the torch, and the cloth feather pulled out the dagger from his waist and placed it on his neck, and he tried to kill himself when the corpse burned. The moment the fire was lit, he suddenly saw Asma's fingers touch, the fire burned, and Asma suddenly burst into tears.

Buyiling's breath rose in the hot air, he threw away the dagger and quickly climbed onto the fire frame, picked up the child and jumped down from the raging flames, and attached the child to his arms, "The gods are above, Asma is not dead. As he spoke, he burst into tears of excitement and hugged the baby tightly in his arms.