Chapter 101: night

After the wolves approached the Beigu Bridge, they started to separate to the sides and ran along the river bank for a while, and then rolled back. The few riders who followed stood on the bridge head, quietly looking towards the opposite bank. When Bran, who was at the end of the team, wandered to the bridge, it was already evening. Bran parked his cart there and got out of it. As the station settled down, the Snow Falcon flew back one by one.
At this time, in Beidi City, people cautiously walked out of their homes, looking at each other. Without the hustle and bustle of the snow falcon, the entire castle has become extremely quiet and peaceful. People seem to have a dream, and everything seems so unreal when they wake up.
But this is not a dream. A child found an eagle feather, he rushed over excitedly and picked it up. Then he lifted the eagle feather high and shouted: "Look!"
In return, the adults nervously stopped: "Shhh..."
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In the residence of the Northlanders, Bran was eating unhurriedly. Mary approached him and asked excitedly: "Are we going to pass tomorrow?"
"Wait, no hurry."
"What if they ran away?"
"Run just run."
"That's ours, why let them go?"
Bran looked at Mary carefully, "..., it's good to run away. They will definitely bring the most valuable items, so we don't need to search and organize them."
Mary suddenly realized: "It turns out that this is the case. Tomorrow I will go around and block the escaping people."
Bran said angrily: "You lied to you! Just stay here and don't go anywhere."
Amid the laughter of her friends, Mary complained: "That's ours, we can't let it go like this. You think about it, and then decide."
"If you want to run, you would have run away! I haven't hidden yet, obviously waiting for us to make a condition."
"Then you're still dawdling, go ahead and make conditions earlier."
Bran had a headache, and raised his voice: "Shut up, you! Release all the snow falcons tomorrow, depending on the situation."
The host is back, so the people living here should come out and say hello. If the other party doesn't even wink at this point, it won't be too late for him to clean up.
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Il stood on the wall, blending with the night. It is night, and her world. She looked at the other side with a confident smile at the corner of her mouth. A starlight gleamed across her eyes, covering the camp of the Northlanders. It is unimaginably powerful, but what about?
Il lightly leaped from the city wall, hidden in the night under the moonlight, and fell down. She walked onto the Beigu Bridge easily, and when she approached the edge of the magic shield, she stretched out a hand and touched it lightly. After careful testing, she found that the opponent's magic power did not react abnormally, and then she relaxed and walked towards the camp of the northerners.
There was a tall four-wheeler parked at the bridge, and she noticed something strange as she approached. This car is like a heart, slowly beating. A black cat on the roof of the car stared at her quietly, as if he could see through the night. In an instant, her hairs stood up, and she was too scared to move for a long time. Fortunately, the black cat just watched quietly.
She patted her chest lightly and exhaled slightly. After hesitating in place, she raised her leg again and walked forward. Along with her movement, the black cat kept turning his head. This feeling was very uncomfortable, so when she passed by the car, she said softly: "Sooner or later I will peel your skin."
As a result, the black cat seemed to understand, and suddenly howled at her: "Oh..."
On this silent night, the howl seemed abrupt and frightening. Il felt her scalp exploded, and she waved her hand again and again, begging for mercy in a low voice: "I was wrong, I was wrong, lightly, lightly..."
Just when she thought it was safe to go by, a chuckling that did not hold back sounded in her ears. She was really panicked this time, turned around and ran, only to realize that a tall female soldier had already blocked her retreat.
She muttered in her heart, "You can't see me, you can't see me..."
However, when she passed by the female soldier, a single-handed knife was lightly placed across her throat. It was only when the female warrior was full of joking eyes that she suddenly realized that the night draped over her body disappeared without a trace. At this time, there was a burst of laughter in the camp.
Amidst the roar of laughter, a somewhat irritated voice came from behind the carriage: "Mary! The great wizard said, let everyone secretly watch the excitement. Guess how long it will take this stupid woman to realize that she walked in generously. "
A slightly aggrieved voice defended: "I can't help it."
Il was embarrassed now, she was flushed, standing there bewildered. At this time someone said: "Let her go."
Looking at Il's hurrying back, Mary knocked on the car door dissatisfiedly, "Just let go?"
"She doesn't have too much malice, and she doesn't carry weapons on her. Properly expressing kindness will help future contacts. Besides, because of you, everyone has no fun to watch. Tell me what should you do?"
"What else can I do? Sleep." Mary replied, pretending to be justified.
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In the chamber, some people waited anxiously, hoping that Il could bring back some useful information.
They were lucky, and Il did not live up to their expectations and returned to the chamber quickly and safely. In the eyes of everyone's expectation, Il's face blushed again. After gritting her teeth and murmured a few words, she raised her voice and said, "I have been found."
Upon hearing this, people sighed with disappointment. But Il's subsequent words gave them hope again.
Il said loudly, "The Northlanders have no malice."
"Why do you think they are not malicious?"
"Because they caught me."
Someone snorted, "Really caught, can you come back alive?"
"At this time, do I need to deceive everyone?" Il was a little bit angry.
"Who knows what you think? Or, you didn't even enter the camp of the Northerners."
Someone jumped up and reprimanded loudly: "Shut up! It's about this time, what are you still biting? All quietly! Let Il talk about the matter first."
This kind of shame is not suitable for telling in public. But at this moment, any concealment would only add to the misunderstanding of the public, and the helpless Il had to talk about his experience in shame. From the perspective of the beholder, this is actually a good story. And through this incident, they understood the goodwill of the people in the North. So people felt a lot more relaxed, and the heaviness in their hearts disappeared a little, and then some people couldn't help but laugh...