"Xiao Yan, hurry up......"

In the sea of dreams, the little girl wearing a pink skirt as cute as porcelain reappeared, and the little boy behind ran and chased hard, like a child chasing butterflies.

"Wait for me...... Xuan'er ......"

The little boy stretched out his tender hand, and the figure of the petite man in front of him was faint, and the dream was like glass shattered in the muddy darkness, and the chaotic sea was blurry, leaving only the little boy alone.

Yu Cong woke up and found himself on the bed, on the soft couch opposite, Meng Kexuan was lying quietly, her hair was scattered on the pillow, the girl seemed to have a good dream, showing a faint smile, beautiful like a sleeping beauty in a fairy tale.

The sunlight outside the window came in through the window, probably too warm, waking up the girl in her sleep.

Meng Kexuan got up and rubbed her sleepy eyes cutely, only to find that the young man opposite was looking at her, her pretty face was red, and the two looked at each other and smiled.

"What do you call me?" the girl smiled slyly, her shoulder-length hair swaying with it.

"Xuan ......" The young man was dumbfounded, he shouted out abruptly at that time, but he didn't know how to argue when he woke up.

The flowers in front of the window are smiling even more, with bright eyes and bright teeth, red lips and jade faces, quiet like a small jasper, moving like a thousand charms, and in the end, the voice is weak.

"You may call me that. ”

The door of the hut opened, and an ordinary old man came in, his face was full of traces of time, his body was draped in simple linen clothes, his feet were wearing black cloth shoes, and he was holding a **concave, crooked wooden cane.

"What a ...... of Caution"

The old man's dry lips were closed one by one, and the language he spoke was obscure, which sounded like a very casual feeling, as if there was no restraint, and neither of them actually understood a word.

The old man's rough brows furrowed, and he waved his hand to signal the two to follow, and the old man rummaged through the old wooden cabinet, and finally turned out a white stone from the bottom, and the old man blew it, and the dust on it flew all over the sky, and the white stone became extremely smooth.

The old man replaced the stone with Meng Kexuan in front of him, Meng Kexuan held it carefully with both hands, and blue spiritual power suddenly rose in the old man's hand, and he signaled the girl to use spiritual power.

Meng Kexuan nodded, dark green spiritual power ignited in her hand, and the stone suddenly emitted a faint light, and then a light shot into the girl's eyebrows.

The young man was startled, and the girl smiled slightly, signaling that he didn't need to panic, "This is the memory spirit stone, we don't understand the language with them, and there is the language here in this stone." ”

The white stone was handed to the young man, and the young man looked at the white stone in a daze, and this magical thing, I saw that he held the stone for a long time and did not move, and the atmosphere was embarrassing.

Meng Kexuan slapped her smooth forehead with her hand and spit out her fragrant tongue, "Forget, you can't even use your spiritual power." The old man seemed to have discovered the situation and ignored him.

"You are very seriously injured, you have been in a coma for two days, the clothes on your body are torn, the little girl's clothes were changed with the help of the old woman, and the old woman is very good at cutting clothes. The old man chatted with Meng Kexuan and told about the situation in the past two days, and the young man seemed to be listening to a book from heaven on the side, but with Meng Kexuan explaining on the side, he could also know a rough idea.

During this time, they asked for the place, and the two were brought here by the ring on the young man's finger to distort the space, they only wanted to ask the way and go back, and the old man told them that this was the Fallen Forest, a forest in Dongzhou.

"Dongshu, Kyushu, shouldn't be the same Kyushu ......" The boy frowned, unable to ask for useful information for them.

Except for the word Kyushu, the two were unfamiliar with everything, and the girl asked the old man if he had heard of their hometown, the blue planet, and the old man shook his head, and the two of them were lost for a while.

"The world is so big, there are hundreds of thousands of miles in terms of the known territory of Dongzhou, not to mention some no-man's land, and places outside Dongzhou and Kyushu. It's just a grain of sand in the sea, and it's normal that you haven't heard of it in some places. ”

Meng Kexuan opened her ruddy little mouth wide, she was really frightened, if they wanted to go out of Dongzhou, out of Kyushu to find their home, they would go to the Year of the Monkey.

The old man said that in this world, as long as it is strong enough, the sky is big and the birds can fly, and the sea is wide and the fish can swim, obviously the two of them feel that this answer is not very practical. Powerful, what is powerful, how is powerful?

"Mother-in-law, why didn't you see your mother-in-law. Meng Kexuan was clever, and talked so much with the old man, she really wanted to see the mother-in-law who made clothes for them, this dress is very close-fitting, and the craftsmanship is like a loving mother making thread, it must be a gentle and amiable old man.

"She's ...... in the backyard"

They walked out of the hut with the old man, and there was an unknown Qiong tree under the eaves, which fell white and flawless petals, emitting a soft light, and flying all over the sky.

Yu Cong and Meng Kexuan walked into the backyard and saw a slender figure, she was kind and kind, as the girl thought.

The gaze of the two sank, and behind the kind gaze of the old woman, there was an endless group of graves, nestled in a sea of flowers.

Unknown white petals slowly fall from the thick trees, and the sea of snow-white flowers, like the tears of the deceased, and like the soul of the deceased whispering, make this place more and more sacred, without a trace of haze, and naturally will not feel afraid, but it is melancholy.

The old man told them that these were empty graves, and the old woman said that the people and things that had been turned to ashes had been turned to ashes, and their souls were scattered, so naturally they would not leave their bodies or anything to buried.

The endless group of tombs sat quietly in the breeze with the fragrance of flowers, and the fireflies fluttered around with the spiritual light, telling the loneliness in it.

The girl was dumbfounded, her mouth was open lightly but she couldn't speak, her eyes were full of sorrow, what kind of war it was, there were no bodies left, so that the graves were empty, so that these tombs did not even have a name.

Tomb of the Nameless Group!

What a bitterness and bitterness this is.

The old man asked the two to stay for a few days, but the two refused, not wanting to trouble the two old men who had gone through vicissitudes of life. The old woman made a few more sets of clothes, which moved Yu Cong and Meng Kexuan for a while, and the old man gave the memory stone to the two of them, saying that if Yu Cong could use spiritual power, he would use it.

The old man was fascinated by the ring on Yu Cong's hand, and Meng Kexuan looked forward to asking something, but the old man also shook his head, only telling her that it seemed to be a spatial ring that could store objects.

The clothes and memory stones really disappeared into them, making the ignorant two jump again. But the old man said that he had to inject spiritual power to open it. Meng Kexuan was dumbfounded, could it be that this ring sucked things in by itself just now?

He handed Yu Cong a rough little dagger, saying that the outside world was dangerous, and warned them to be careful, and the two old men had nothing to save their lives. Yu Cong put it in his pocket, and did not explore the deep meaning.

White flowers fluttered from the trees, like living elves, and the young and young people waved goodbye to the old people in the distance, and stepped on the green grass that had no footprints ahead.