Murong Ziying has been going to Beihu for some time. This place that I left since I was a child and should have been called my hometown, when I returned after a hundred years, it was all cold and strange.

It's deserted.

Later, I also inquired. Beihudo is a nomadic people, carrying cattle and sheep, and living in no fixed place. However, there are also a small number of Hu people who are willing to stay in the same place for a long time, usually a dozen people choose a place with sufficient water and fertile grass to form a small village, live a self-sufficient life, and have been peaceful for many years. However, in the last decade or so, strange winds have begun to haunt the area. The strange thing about this wind monster is that every time it comes without warning, it is not the normal wind season, and when it goes, the grass is all withered, and the water is dried up by the yellow sand. The most mysterious thing is that everyone and the tent are missing, only the cattle and sheep are safe and sound in the yellow sand.

After hearing this, Murong Ziying only felt that this matter was strange, and listened to the herdsmen's words, after a few winds, there was a strange fishy smell in the air. And just recently, the third gale blew. At this moment, he sniffed carefully, and it seemed that there was a faint and unknown smell around him.

As he walked and pondered, a trace of purple light suddenly fell in front of him. The familiar sweet fragrance instantly filled the desolate wilderness, quietly driving away the slightest strange feeling. Murong Ziying raised her head slightly, saw Liu Mengli in front of her, and smiled at herself.

And behind her, there was a black and red shadow.

"Ziying." Liu Mengli walked forward slowly, she couldn't see the eyes full of complicated emotions behind her, but Murong Ziying had a full view.

"......" He took a few steps forward, and when she was in front of him, he looked straight behind her, and said, "He ......" was just one word, and he didn't know how to say it. Liu Mengli knew what he meant, turned around lightly, and said to Xi Zhong: "Big brother, don't worry about going back, Li'er will be fine." ”

Xi Zhong didn't say anything more, and looked sideways at Murong Ziying, and the cold in his eyes instantly condensed. His eyes lingered on him for a second, he bowed his head slightly, and then raised his hand carelessly, gradually disappearing into the clear sky.

"When did he become your big brother?" Murong Ziying opened his mouth and asked, "You should ......?"

Liu Mengli was stunned for a moment, but after a while, she understood what he meant, and said with a smile: "If there is one thing you don't want to do, and your mother wants you to do that, what should you do?" Without waiting for him to answer, she added, "After all, my mother spoils me, I don't want to, and she won't force it too much." But when she was dying, I broke her heart...... That's it, Ziying, you should have been here for some time, what do you find about the dragon? ”

Murong Ziying saw that her eyelids were slightly drooping, and her expression was sad, but she immediately turned away from the conversation, smiled lightly at herself, and it was inconvenient to continue to ask, and said, "Not really." After speaking, he told her about the incident, Liu Mengli thought for a while, leaned down and stretched out his fingers to cut a layer of dry sand. I saw that the red marks gradually stood out under her fingers. "It's not blood." She twisted the sand, "It's a plant liquid that can disturb people's minds, we call it 'heart devouring', but it doesn't belong to the human world. Murong Ziying leaned down one after another, wanting to check the sand mixed with red juice. As soon as he stretched out his hand, he was pressed on the back of his hand by a slightly cool hand. "Don't touch it, it's controlled by the original body and can heat up. When it burns, it can make people's bodies burst. I'm a demon, so it's okay to touch it, and you ......," Liu Mengli explained, and then removed her hand, her cheeks covered with a layer of shame. Under the light of the sun, it looks moving. Murong Ziying only knew that she cared about her identity again, so she was silent. In fact, Liu Mengli didn't expect that she would stop it. Wouldn't it be nice to just say no? - I'm just afraid it's too late. She was also puzzled, and said in her heart: Because she was once a childhood playmate, now she cares about him as much as she once cared about Tianhe? She shook her head, no more thoughts.

It's all silence.

She carefully picked out the impurities mixed in the sand, and there was some torn cloth inside. Gradually, the ground took on an eerie circle, and although the depression was extremely shallow, it could be seen that there were distorted claw marks on it.

"Demon?" Liu Mengli asked herself, "Is it the demon who wants to steal the essence of food, so he lays down these locking enchantments within a certain range?" 'Heart-devouring' is harmless to cattle and sheep, but human inhalation will cause trouble...... So take advantage of this period to conjure up a strong wind and sweep people away? But demons generally don't suck essence lightly, unless they ......"

"That demon is very weak, and needs this method to heal himself." Murong Ziying took her words and said.

Liu Mengli nodded silently and looked to the northwest.