In the dark woods, there was a cluster of firelight, and a gust of evening wind whistled by, and the fire flickered for a moment.

There were a few people sitting around the fire, and it was Yang Qingyun and his party who were rushing to the road despite the darkness.

Not far from the tree, leaning against the sleeping Ling Jinxi, Jiang Mingyuan sat by the fire, holding Yang Qingyun, who was sleeping in his arms, with one hand holding Yang Qingyun, who was sleeping in his arms, and adding a few dry branches to the fire with the other.

Sitting opposite sat Mo Lin, dressed in a thick purple shirt, his hands still folded in his wide sleeves, half of his face hidden in the shadows, and he couldn't see his expression clearly.

The firelight jumped and made a "crackling" sound, Jiang Mingyuan just picked up a branch of his hand and paused, his relaxed back suddenly collapsed, and his eyes looked straight into the depths of the jungle.

Yang Qingyun, who was sleeping soundly, was awakened by his action, raised his hand blankly and rubbed his eyes, and asked in a low voice, "What's wrong?"

Mo Lin listened attentively and said, "Something is coming, it's very strong." ”

While they were talking, Ling Jinxi had already woken up, and at a glance he saw Yang Qingyun who was still leaning on Jiang Mingyuan's arms, and couldn't help but be stunned, but when he heard Mo Lin's words, he immediately stood up and walked to the side of a few people.

Jiang Mingyuan only stood up with Yang Qingyun, who was still in a daze, half-hugged and half-hugged, and said, "I don't know what it is, go to the tree to hide first, and see the situation." ”

Everyone naturally had no objections, Jiang Mingyuan raised his hand and waved a palm wind, extinguished the fire, and jumped onto the tree with Yang Qingyun.

Mo Lin and Ling Jinxi jumped up without hesitation.

The forest was quiet for a while, except for the faint sound of the wind and the unknown chirping of insects.

Yang Qingyun had already woken up at this time, and he didn't realize that he was still being held in someone's arms for a while, so he only looked at the black shadow under the tree.

It was an animal that looked like a deer but not like a deer, small, but faintly fluorescent, and sniffed at the extinguished fire.

Yang Qingyun blinked a little suspiciously, this little thing is only level 20, where is it strong?

Then he understood.

The little deer raised its head and seemed to bark, but Yang Qingyun and the others couldn't hear the slightest sound, and the strange thing was that there was a neat kicking sound in the dense forest not far away, and almost in the blink of an eye, they arrived under the tree where the few people were staying.

Mo Lin's eyes widened when he saw this scene, and he couldn't hide it anymore, so he only reminded eagerly: "Be careful! It's a nightmare deer!"

Although the other people present didn't know what kind of species this nightmare deer was, they still understood this thing, but before they could move, they saw that the originally faint light on the group of nightmare deer under the tree instantly lit up strongly, and almost in the blink of an eye, the light filled the entire eye socket.

Yang Qingyun only felt that there was a white light in front of him, and the light pierced his eyes, making him have to close his eyes.

At this moment, he was taken into the arms of a man and hugged tightly.

Immediately he felt that his feet were empty, and his whole body fell down, and the strong feeling of weightlessness made him feel extremely uncomfortable, but he felt much better because he was held in his arms.

Although he couldn't see it, he knew that the person holding him was Jiang Mingyuan.

When he woke up again, the seemingly endless white light had disappeared, and the scene that caught his eye made Yang Qingyun feel extremely familiar.

Overhead is a familiar ceiling, and a crystal chandelier of his choice hangs from it.

Yang Qingyun sat up suddenly, but he was dizzy for a while, he only closed his eyes and sat quietly for a while, and then stood up.

The computer on the opposite side of the computer desktop is still lit, and the client of Jian San is open, and the long song Cheng Nan who holds the piano on the screen is standing quietly in Tangmen and asks the slope, and at his feet is an open treasure chest.

Yang Qingyun looked down at what he was wearing almost instantly, the familiar light gray T-shirt, light blue jeans, and black flip-flops.

Raised his hand and touched his head, the touch of his hand was still the familiar short hair.

It was as if I had just slept for a while, and those three years were just a dream. Perhaps, it was really a long dream? It was just that the dream was too real to give him the illusion.

There was a noise in the living room, Yang Qingyun was stunned, he had always lived alone, and there were other people in the house?

Thinking like this, Yang Qingyun turned around and walked out of the room, turned the corner and carefully poked his head into the living room.

Then I was stunned.

It turned out that it wasn't a dream!" Yang Qingyun sighed lowly.

The person who was curiously touching everywhere in the living room turned around, and it was Jiang Mingyuan. When he saw Yang Qingyun wake up, his eyes lit up first, and then he put down the things in his hand and walked over, saying, "You have grown up!"

Yang Qingyun was already twenty-one years old in modern times, and when he returned to the illusion realm, he actually changed back, but he was not surprised when he heard this, he only nodded.

I don't know what the reason is, Jiang Mingyuan is still dressed in a black costume, his long hair is still held by an ebony hairpin, and there is a flowing immortal sword hanging from his waist.

I don't know why this illusion is exactly the same as his in the modern world, but it's just a fantasy after all.

Although the things in the tentacles were so real, and there were even drinks in the refrigerator in the kitchen, it was only Yang Qingyun who went to the supermarket to buy it the day before the crossing.

Since he knew that it was an illusion, Yang Qingyun naturally would not indulge in it, although he wanted to stay here, but he still knew that if he stayed in the illusion for a long time, he would starve himself to death because the food in it was illusory.

Even if you keep stuffing all kinds of food into your mouth, even if you can taste the delicious food in your mouth, it still can't alleviate the hunger that is getting stricter and stricter.

Even in the illusion, Yang Qingyun still changed his shoes, and then took Jiang Mingyuan out.

Maybe Jiang Mingyuan hugged him the moment the two of them fell into the illusion, so he fell into Yang Qingyun's illusion.

Jiang Mingyuan looked at Yang Qingyun who had changed his appearance with curious eyes, looking like he wanted to ask but tried not to ask, although he was curious about the strange things and buildings around him, he didn't ask much, and only obediently followed Yang Qingyun's side.

"This is my former home. Yang Qingyun gently brought the door to the door, looked at it with a nostalgic gaze for a long time, turned around and walked in the direction of the elevator without looking back.

Hearing this, Jiang Mingyuan first glanced at the closed door, and then followed Yang Qingyun over, only asking suspiciously, "The previous home?"

"Hmm. Yang Qingyun nodded indifferently, just as the elevator opened, Yang Qingyun took the lead in stepping in. Jiang Mingyuan, who was behind him, did not hesitate and followed in.

The slender fingers pressed the button on the first floor, and the elevator door slowly closed, and after a slight pause, it fell smoothly.

Jiang Mingyuan saw these for the first time, and couldn't help but feel around curiously, Yang Qingyun on the side was intuitively funny when he saw his movements, and explained the elevator to him in a good mood.

The man was so confused that he just kept nodding his head, his eyes shining.

The elevator quickly carried the two down to the first floor, and as soon as the elevator door opened, it was the empty lobby of the apartment building, and everywhere in sight was the familiar furnishings, the only difference was that there was no one.

Yes, except for Yang Qingyun and Jiang Mingyuan, there is no third person!

Yang Qingyun's eyes sank, but he just quietly walked out of the building with Jiang Mingyuan.

Out of the building is a delicate and beautiful garden, in which all kinds of unknown small flowers are blooming, although not as precious as those famous flowers, but also delicate and lovely.

Jiang Mingyuan, who was beside him, lit up his eyes when he saw those little flowers, stepped forward in a few steps, and squatted down in front of those little flowers.

When Yang Qingyun was puzzled by his actions, he saw that the man reached out and picked the brightly colored flowers, and patiently picked them one by one into his hand.

Yang Qingyun: ""

After a while, Jiang Mingyuan picked a small bouquet of flowers in his hand, only held it in his hand, stood up and walked in front of Yang Qingyun, handed it to him with a serious expression, and said, "It's not Baimei!

Yang Qingyun, who was raising his hand to take the flower, couldn't help but be stunned, but he didn't expect this person to remember this matter until now. But his heart couldn't help but soften a little, reached out and plucked the delicate petals, and raised his lips.

Holding the bouquet of freshly picked flowers in his hand, he continued to walk out with Jiang Mingyuan, originally in a much better mood because he had returned to the modern scene.

Out of the community, there is a wide road, which extends straight out, and on both sides of the road are tall green trees, which shade the dazzling sunlight, making people feel comfortable at first sight.

Originally, there was no car on the road where there should have been constant traffic, and when he didn't see a third person other than himself and Jiang Mingyuan before, Yang Qingyun was mentally prepared, so he was not surprised by this scene.

Jiang Mingyuan only thought that these were normal phenomena, he knew that this was an illusion, although he had never seen these buildings, but because Yang Qingyun was not afraid by his side, he only asked curiously about the outfit on Yang Qingyun's body and the home he said before.

Yang Qingyun only hesitated for a moment, and then briefly said what he had done in modern times and time-traveling, thinking that Jiang Mingyuan would be surprised, but he never thought that the person just looked at him with sparkling eyes, and said, "That means that the first person you met was me?"

Yang Qingyun only felt amused when he saw his reaction, and said, "To be precise, the people you killed you." ”

Jiang Mingyuan: "They don't count!"

"It's good if you're happy!" Yang Qingyun nodded perfunctorily.

While the two were talking, they had already walked to the bustling city center.

Originally, Yang Qingyun's place of residence was not far from the city center, so it didn't take much time for the two to arrive. It's just that usually people come here to be bustling with people, but at the moment there is no one to see, although the shops and food stalls on the pedestrian street are still there, but it looks particularly desolate.

Jiang Mingyuan was stunned by those towering buildings for a while, and only raised his head and looked at it in a daze, with sighs from time to time.

At this moment, a thick black fog suddenly rose on the originally empty square.

Yang Qingyun's expression was dazed, and he immediately pulled Jiang Mingyuan beside him. The latter retracted his gaze, and when he saw the black mist, he immediately became vigilant and drew the Flowing Immortal Sword at his waist.

The black mist was originally only half a human high, but it gradually entwined with each other, rising bigger and bigger, and even a strange roar was heard in the fog.