"Never trust the Sauronians. ”

Following the dictation, Shen Mengting returned to the deep woods that were covered in pitch black. The back of her head was still pressed against the trunk. Really, what's going on today? How do you want to remember?

She shook her head. Try not to think about the scenes of the past. However, the image shook like a slide in front of me. Finally, Shen Mengting gave up and fell into the past.

Soon after my father left, many officials from Saran visited Shen Mengting's house, and even the old king came. According to their meaning, because they felt a little indebted to their father, they wanted to repay Shen Mengting.

"Now they understand your father's painstaking efforts. The current new king of the Sauron Empire is named Yingbang, and after he saw that Haiteng was gone, in order to establish his prestige, he put the matter of unifying the seven kingdoms of mankind on the table to publicize. Therefore, the whole country of Salan is in a panic. They want you to carry on your father's last wish to help Saran resist Sauron. After all, many of Saran's soldiers now only recognize Shen Haiteng by his name. ”

Uncle Yang Jiening once explained this to Shen Mengting.

Shen Mengting's intuition was a little too heavy on her shoulders, but she didn't want to back down. She continued to work hard to become a swordsman like her father.

A few years later, she was twenty years old. She officially passed the examination of a senior swordsman. After that, she rushed towards the title of expert swordsman. But just when she was set to achieve that goal before the age of twenty-five, Uncle Yang Jiening found her.

It turned out that Uncle Yang Jiening wanted her to join the army. At that time, the Saran Kingdom did not accept female soldiers, but as long as Uncle Yang Jiening lobbied, most officers would still agree.

After his father left, Uncle Yang Jiening naturally became the most powerful person in the Saran Kingdom, and it was no surprise that he was appointed as a marshal. Under his expectations, coupled with his father's prestige in the army, Shen Mengting was quickly made exceptional.

However, the practice of despising women in the Saran Kingdom will not change, and Shen Mengting is already very hard in the army. After five years of training, she was promoted to lieutenant. She and her mother were very happy. Although the lieutenant is not a big official, he has really made a lot of progress for women to become team leaders.

Life in the barracks delayed Shen Mengting's career assessment, and at the age of twenty-five, she returned to Qingse City.

It was only in that year that she encountered a sad incident. Her mother fell ill and passed away, and during her mother's wake, Shen Mengting did not leave a single tear, which she had sworn by. Two or three years ago, her grandparents left one after another, and so did she.

In this way, Shen Mengting no longer has a relative in the world. Many of her father's old subordinates followed her faithfully, and some preferred to continue serving their family. But Shen Mengting no longer seems to be able to appreciate the care of her relatives.

"What are relatives?" was another verbal companion, and Shen Mengting returned to reality.

The current atmosphere was quiet, and Shen Mengting took a few breaths. The bonfire seemed to be about to go out, leaving only a small ball of fire. She couldn't get up and get closer, and licked a few twigs at the little campfire.

The bonfire was rekindled, and Shen Mengting returned to her original place. She rubbed her hands together and put her closed palms to her mouth and blew a few breaths.

Sometimes memories evoke longing, but at the same time, they can also activate what was once painful. Shen Mengting really didn't want to remember anything more, she was physically and mentally exhausted at the moment.

She tightened her grip on the scabbard, for it was only from the moment she held the sword that she felt a little safe. She looked at the sword. The name of the sword was also dictated by her:

Darkiron Sword.

The Xuantie Sword is like Shen Haiteng's great name, and it is quite well-known in the entire Saillos. This sword is fifty percent larger than a normal sword, and from the hilt to the head of the sword, it exceeds the height of many people.

The Black Iron Sword was a relic of his father, and he didn't know how many enemies he had killed with it during his lifetime. After his father left, the sword he held was naturally handed over to Shen Mengting. But at first, when Shen Mengting got it, she was worried about how to lift this sword.

You know, she was only a sixteen-year-old girl at the time, and it was difficult to lift a giant sword used by a marshal. But Shen Mengting overcame this. She concentrated on training her arm strength for more than three months, and finally was able to pick up the giant sword safely. Then, after half a year of sweaty training, the Xuantie Sword has become a part of her life.

That's it, Shen Mengting held the hilt of the sword and lifted the sword forward.

'Father, this sword has been with me for ten years. In the future, I will use it to accomplish your goals. After imagining such a sentence in her heart, Shen Mengting was able to put down the sword.

It seemed that it was really late, and from the bottomless night sky, Shen Mengting sensed midnight. It seemed that it was already after twelve o'clock, and she stroked the scabbard of the sword casually, and immediately prepared to sleep.

If I mess with my memories again, I'm afraid it's going to be morning. If you don't replenish your physical strength, how can you rush tomorrow? Shen Mengting hooked the corners of her mouth, accompanied by a helpless shaking movement.

She closed her eyes and changed to a movement that would allow her to relax.

Hurry up and go to sleep! Shen Mengting moved her mouth.

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In the confused area, Shen Mengting was in a trance. It was as if she was in a foggy place. When the fog cleared, she saw a tall figure.

The figure had its back to her, a huge sword pinned to its waist. Shen Mengting recognized it at a glance as the Xuantie Sword. Moreover, from the straight back, Shen Mengting recognized that it seemed to be an acquaintance.

Shen Mengting slowly opened her mouth, and the word 'father' flowed out of her mouth.

At this moment, there seemed to be a movement in his back, he first twitched, and then turned around. Sure enough, he was Shen Mengting's father, Shen Haiteng.

"Father...... Father ......, "Shen Mengting only felt a burning sensation gushing out near her eye sockets. She wanted to move forward. But the moment she took the first step, she felt a weakness in her legs.

Then, somehow, both feet were like they were stained with superglue, and they could barely move. Shen Mengting looked down at her legs, and as soon as she raised her head, she saw that her father seemed to be about to leave.

"Father. ”

This time, Shen Mengting's voice changed to yelling.

However, my father is still gradually leaving. He threw a smile at Shen Mengting, which was extremely natural. Then, suddenly, my father put on a straight face. He turned completely and disappeared into the fog without even looking back.

"Father, father!" left Shen Mengting alone.

Suddenly, she felt as if something was scratching her arm, and it shook her body. She looked down at her arm.

There was nothing on the arm, both of them. She let out a sharp sigh of surprise. It was a sudden look again, and the feeling of being scratched on her right arm seemed to increase, and it was no longer the kind of looming it used to be. She quickly grabbed her right arm with her left hand.

However, the feeling of being scratched must not have diminished. Even, something even more terrible happened. Her right arm seemed to be mutating, twitching uncontrollably. As she shook her to the fullest, her right arm turned into a twisting snake.

This......

Shen Mengting's mouth opened wide 'ah', no matter how strong her psychological quality was, this strange scene still surprised her. She gritted her teeth, trying to control her right arm. The force is transferred to the right shoulder until the arm that can control the twitching of the arm a little.

For a long time, she only felt that her body was weak, as if she had been suddenly pressed to the ground. It wasn't until she came back to her senses that she realized that she was now lying on the ground. Moreover, the feeling of her right arm being scratched returned.

Although she had not yet conveyed to her body the idea of someone carrying out a sneak attack, she still frowned, and habitually grasped the hilt of the sword before she even opened her eyes.

The moment her eyes opened quickly, her hands had already been set to draw her sword and slash people.

However, she didn't continue to draw her sword, because the surroundings were quiet, and there was little movement. She tried to calm her breath and looked around with a wobble of her eyes.

Her eyes were in the lower right corner, and she saw a wooden stick scratching her arm. Shen Mengting stretched along the wooden stick and continued to look up to the right.

The wooden stick was carried by Zhao Yu. No, Shen Mengting recognized that it was Uncle Yang Jiening's staff, that is, the Frost Source Staff.

Zhao Yu was holding the Frost Source Staff at the moment, gently scratching Shen Mengting's right arm with the head of the staff. As for himself, he hid behind a tree, as if hiding from something.

What is this kid doing? Shen Mengting's heart ignited with an inexplicable anger. She couldn't help glaring at Zhao Yu, her gaze was more sharp.

"Hey, what are you working on now?"

Zhao Yu was stunned for a moment, he blinked his eyes a few times, and then put the staff back. "Ahh

"Let me ask what you were doing just now?" Shen Mengting's body didn't move, and she still looked like she was lying on the trunk of a tree. It's just that her eyes are firmly focused on Zhao Yu.

Zhao Yu leaned forward: "Am I not doing it? You fell asleep just now, screaming and yelling." But it scares me out. So saying, he patted his chest with his right hand.

"So...... That's why you used the staff to scratch my arm?" Shen Mengting's eyes showed anger.

"Hey, are you trying to be angry with me?" Zhao Yu shrank back innocently, "You didn't know the situation just now. His hands quickly gestured, "You are yelling loudly, and then you seem to be struggling." I'm so worried that I'm going to die, and I think you're going mad, and then I'm going to use my staff to move you and see what's wrong with you?"

"Then when you see me doing something unusual, you won't just come over and wake me up?"

"Wow, how dare I come over and wake you up directly? Why don't you slap you in the chest again? You don't know how strong you are?" Zhao Yu pressed his right hand to his chest, "I still remember what happened last time, I won't make the same mistake again." ”

Shen Mengting was a little dumbfounded, she casually touched her lips a few times, and then 'hum'. After straightening her clothes, she stood up.

Today, the trees are bright and bright, and the diffuse morning light shines through the leaves of the trees to the earth. It should have been morning, Shen Mengting opened her mouth and yawned, stretching her waist again.

Zhao Yu pouted from the side. Why, don't you explain what happened? He was so scared that he was almost incontinent.

"Hey, why are you still on your knees, don't you see it's morning?"

Zhao Yu looked around in a trance when he heard this, he injected strength into his legs, and then stood up. "I already knew it was morning, otherwise how would I wake you up?"

Shen Mengting glared at Zhao Yu angrily, and walked to Nasa's side. "It's morning, let's eat something to replenish our strength!"

"Oh. However, what happened to you just now? How could you be so abnormal?" Zhao Yu asked as he lifted his footsteps, and he kept getting closer to Shen Mengting, "It seems that I heard you say something about 'father'." Did you dream of your father?"

Shen Mengting didn't respond to Zhao Yu's question, and she didn't even look at her anymore. She took out two steamed buns from the package and threw them at Zhao Yu at random.

"Hurry up, and you're going to hurry when you're done?"

Zhao Yu saw that the other party was avoiding his own questions, and he couldn't help but respond with a look and a stump.

"You'd better eat quickly, what are the others going to think about it? Tell you, we're going to hike a little bit. I don't care if you can't walk because you're hungry. Shen Mengting began to put steamed buns in her mouth.

Zhao Yu had no choice but to nibble on steamed buns. The taste of the steamed bun is light, although there will still be a slight sweetness after chewing in the mouth, it still can't satisfy Zhao Yu's tongue. He pursed his lips and ate as if he were chewing wax.

"Who wants you to take care of it. Don't worry, I don't need your help even if I'm tired to death. Zhao Yu muttered quietly. The residue of the steamed bun was very stuffy, his face was distorted, and his jaw was constantly staggered.

After breakfast, Shen Mengting couldn't wait to get ready to go. She first looked at the map and determined the route of her heart in the future.

Dozens of kilometers away from this forest is the so-called Akita Town. Akita Town is also quite far from Uzumaki Town, so safety can still be guaranteed. In other words, this Akita town is where they will settle down.

Well, let's go there and resupply!" Shen Mengting nodded at the map.

She pulled Nasa and walked in the direction of Akita Town. During this period, she also kept turning her head quickly at Zhao Yu. This means to hurry up and keep up.

Zhao Yu followed beside the man and the horse, and he finally understood what Shen Mengting meant by 'walking forward'.

Nassa's hind limbs were bitten by Steppenwolf, and she needed to recuperate for a while, so she couldn't carry people on her back. Therefore, Shen Mengting and Zhao Yu had to choose to walk.

Shuttling through the woods, Shen Mengting did not have any communication with Zhao Yu. Zhao Yu looked down at the resolute face next to him from time to time.

What happened to this woman last night? Did she have a nightmare? Zhao Yu guessed in his heart.

"What's wrong?" Shen Mengting's eyes suddenly glanced over.

This frightened Zhao Yu and immediately kept his distance from him. "Nothing! nothing!" he waved his hand in quick succession.

Hearing a clear word 'cut', Shen Mengting looked at the front again.

After nearly two days on the road, about the evening of the previous day, they came out of the great woods. However, the journey of Akita Town is not as far as they imagined, and they still have to keep going.

Zhao Yu was already feeling more and more physically exhausted, and a day's hike was bearable, but by the second day, he only felt weak in his legs. Before he knew it, he had been on the road for two days.

He hadn't paid much attention to riding on horseback before, but now that he really had to walk on his legs, he realized that it was so difficult.

The sun soon arrived in the style of a mouth, Zhao Yu felt that his legs had completely disobeyed the call, and he wanted to pace steadily, but he didn't take a step ahead, as if he had stepped into a soft swamp. His calves were also twitching, and his body felt like he was about to fall.

The near loss of strength caused Zhao Yu to be struggling. He tried to force his spirits, and when he was about to fall behind, he trotted to keep up with Shen Mengting.

"What's wrong with you, can't you walk?" Shen Mengting noticed Zhao Yu's strange appearance, her whole face turned around, and she stared coldly at Zhao Yu, whose body was already crumbling.

Zhao Yu hurriedly waved his hand: "Ah! It's okay, it's okay!"

"Is it really okay?" Shen Mengting raised her eyebrows on one side.

"Really...... Really...... Oops...... "Zhao Yu was a little out of breath, but he still settled down and followed Shen Mengting's side.

Nasa seemed to have sensed Zhao Yu's abnormality, and the white horse let out a loud roar and quickly lifted the limbs in front of him upward. This is a signal: I can still carry a person, let Zhao Yu ride up!

Seeing this, Shen Mengting gently touched Nasa's head with her hand. She also smiled faintly, "Nasa, no need. You're also tired, and you have a leg injury, how can you carry someone?"

Nasa seemed to be resisting, but under Shen Mengting's insistent shaking of her head, she still stopped.

Zhao Yu also wanted to show a little manliness as much as possible at this time, but he straightened his waist and pounded his chest with one hand: "Don't worry, Nasa." It really doesn't matter to me, I can hold on. ”

After he finished saying this, he was still able to raise his eyebrows violently at first. However, after only two or three seconds, he felt a dizziness in his head. After a few unsteady tosses, he was able to barely stand on his feet.

"Hey, don't you really matter?" Shen Mengting then asked.

Zhao Yu put on a tough staring face, "It doesn't matter!" he roared loudly and powerfully.

"Yes, okay. Then keep walking!" Shen Mengting began to pace forward again.

Zhao Yu's body, which was left behind, was weak again, he bent down slightly, and slammed on the sides of his legs. He regretted saying it a little. However, when the words are spoken, it is like water that has been spilled. No matter how hard he felt, he had to finish it.

Helpless, Zhao Yu had no choice but to follow strongly. Looking back, he hadn't traveled as far as he did now.

The time had entered the afternoon, the sun was setting from the sky to the west, and Zhao Yu was praying that this fireball would set soon, so that he could rest.

His self-esteem didn't allow him to beg Shen Mengting for mercy, so he still tried his best to keep up with the girl and the horse.