The Holy Corner Capital, on the southwest side, in Yuexin Town. There are very few people here now. Some shops that once sold leather boots have been squeezed into it by the golden beetle's Guworms. The Guworms that flew south from time to time in the air and the war Gu that walked on the original road indicate that the war situation in the south is urgent.

Bu Yu, who was under house arrest in a cracked abandoned bulge, was now carrying a scrap newspaper for research.

The date of the newspaper was two months ago. The above content was that the imperial army had gone south and took down the Iron Wrinkle Fort, and the second prince surrendered to the imperial general.

With the light exposed on the iron window, Bu Yu carefully smoothed every bump on the wrinkled newspaper, trying to find all useful information.

Finally, a sigh appeared in his eyes: the newspaper did not explain what substantial victory the imperial army had against the Burning Wheel. And the news of the empire's northeast region had been stagnant for a long time, and the reason for this is self-evident.

After being thrown into prison, Bu Yu still held His Highness the eldest princess who returned from the south and was able to rehabilitate her expectations.

Although he himself knew that the eldest princess could not punish those nobles who persecuted him. However, he always had to have a little hope to survive now.

In this isolated prison, if a person does not want to make something, his will soon be depressed, and Bu Yu doesn't want to die like this.

...

The sound of iron chains twitching. The outer door of the prison opened.

Bu Yu folded the newspaper and hid it quickly under the bed.

Click, snap, footsteps.

A group of people carrying kerosene lamps took out the keys, opened the iron door, and walked in.

The cloak was lifted up and a gloomy face was revealed.

When Bu Yu saw the visitor, he glanced at him and lowered his head, not wanting to pay attention to it, because this was not the hope he had to wait for. Faced with the nobles who excluded him, Bu Yu's experience is: talk less and avoid it.

The visitor smiled sinisterly and said, "Buyu, how are you doing lately?"

Bu Yu bounced his prison uniform and did not speak. The meaning of this action was obvious: "As a prisoner, I am not under the control of you, why should I ask hypocritically?"

Faced with Bu Yu's cold response, the visitor couldn't help feeling a little lost, but his eyes turned and he began to say in a heartbreaking tone: "Bu Yu, you, you, you ignore the opinions of your colleagues and shrink the sea power behind so that many important towns on our side were raided. You have no forgiveness, but you are still living here. I am ashamed of you."

Bu Yu looked at this guy with a cold look, and his eyes flashed with anger at nonsense.

Before the war, they desperately squeezed out their sea-powered mosquito-air aviation team and cut off all kinds of resources. It was impossible for him to cruise in the bay at all, and could only deploy in the core harbor.

The visitor saw the angry eyes of Bu Yu and couldn't help but feel proud.

According to the famous saying of the Golden Beetle in the First Life: Unscrupulous humiliation of an opponent who cannot resist is the greatest purpose in life.

However, the purpose of this visitor here was not just to humiliate the general of the Water War.

With a wave of his hand, the person behind him began to enter the cell and began to hold the general's hands and feet.

During the resistance of Bu Yu, they covered Bu Yu's mouth and nose with a water-carried cloth and tied his neck with ropes.

A few minutes later, the admiral, in the rebuke of the visitor, "deathed suicide" in the next sixty minutes.

Bu Yu's death was very ferocious.

His clothes were torn into strips, making the illusion of hanging ropes.

The cloth strip was tied to the iron window railing and hung it on a wall. The cloth fisherman seemed to be leaning against the wall, but his feet were empty and he didn't step on anything.

After all this, the perpetrators hurriedly left. Two hours later, the warden who collected the money "discovered" all this and began the notice.

Fifty minutes later.

The nobles of Kimyongwan confirmed the news and raised their wine glasses in the underground anti-aircraft holes and talked about friendship at the same time. It was "friendship" that allowed them to cooperate so perfectly. Compared with the poor performance of the battle situation, it was simply a heaven and an underground.
Chapter completed!