The distance is not far, and the streets outside the car are brightly lit at night without a trace of winter depression.

Meng Yi hugged the pink and tender child and looked at the child's mother sitting sideways.

Xu was so sleepy that he leaned his head against the car window and fell asleep. Meng Yi stretched out his hand to push aside her scattered hair, and she immediately opened her eyes and woke up.

In the narrow space, the moment the two looked at each other was a little embarrassing, Meng Yi's face was red, but fortunately, he couldn't see it.

I was silent all the way, and soon arrived at the mouth of the alley where the tube building was located.

After another wordlessness, the two walked up the stairs to the door.

Chen Hao found that he had forgotten to bring his key, and anxiously rummaged through his bag and clothes bag, but to no avail. Meng Yi's mind moved, and the door lock quietly opened from the inside.

"Well, isn't this door open?"

"Ah, my brain must have forgotten to go out. ”

The lights were turned on and I was inside.

How many times have I wandered in this hallway, how many nights have I spent in front of this house?

Meng Yi looked at the inside of the house, small, but very warm.

It's a very ordinary house, and the small four-person dining table is empty.

A cushion in the middle of the cloth sofa that had just accommodated the three of them had collapsed, and it should have been the place where the mother who had just passed away used to sit.

The wall is covered with yellowed wallpaper, and the pattern is a small magnolia, An Ning's favorite flower.

"Thank you, I'm really bothering you. After entering the house, Chen Hao put down his bag and took off his heavy coat as quickly as possible, turned around and hugged Ping'er from Meng Yi's hand, and hurriedly entered the bedroom.

After a while, she walked out of the bedroom and saw Meng Yi still standing at the door, crampeding the sweater that had been messed up by holding the child.

"Oh, then, I'm leaving. You, you can rest quickly. Meng Yi remembered that she had fallen asleep against the car window just now, which showed how tired she was.

"Oh, thank you so much. That's where you walk slowly. When Chen Hao walked to the door, Meng Yi had already walked out.

The light in the corridor was not too bright, it was dusk and yellow, shining on Meng Yi's face.

She looked at him, in a trance, and asked "Mr. Meng, have we met somewhere?"

Meng Yi looked at her face, almost, almost.

Swallowing the word 'tranquility' that he almost blurted out, he said instead, "Last time I went to your flower shop, I asked for leave on behalf of Sangxia. ”

Chen Hao shook his head, he was really tired.

"I know it's inevitable that you'll be sad at this time, but human life is like this, and sooner or later it will come to an end. It's just that the old man left first and went to another world. Please don't be too upset, there are still long days ahead. ”

Feeling that he was a man of few words but suddenly said such a long paragraph, Chen Hao felt a burst of warmth in his heart inexplicably when he listened to it, hot.

"And, you, you look good when you smile. ”

is not like the usual shyness, at this time Meng Yi said such words, which only made people feel pure kindness.

"I don't mean anything else, don't get me wrong. I just think you look good when you smile, it's really good-looking. ”

As he spoke, he became more and more embarrassed, scratching his head and blushing his face.

Chen Hao only felt that the appearance of the man scratching his ears and cheeks was really ridiculous, because it was ridiculous, she laughed instinctively.

She smiled, and Meng Yi stared blankly.

She laughed!

This night was not in vain.

Although the smile faded in an instant, it was enough, as long as she could still laugh!

Shadow with the wind, in the direction of Runlu, very close.

Suddenly, a blue-gray mist swept from the east and instantly passed by him.

Who?!—Meng Yi immediately turned around, sped up his speed, and chased after him.

This breath has been encountered before.

No, when I saw the mist in mid-air, I felt a burning pain in my back.

When he turned his head, he saw a small dagger stuck in his back, and there was a faint red light like a flame in it.

A voice sounded, "Meng Yi, Meng Shangqing, hehehe..."

Zhao Gao!

Meng Yi's two thick eyebrows tightened, and he took out a giant sword in his hand and swept it towards his back, and the aura attached to the sword body lifted the red-hot dagger.

A sword and a dagger flew up in unison and fell, and Meng Yi caught it firmly with both hands.

"546, think about it, why did you become a yin, hahaha..."

The strange laughter became farther and farther away, and it disappeared in an instant, but Meng Yi had lost the direction of the breath under his eyes.

"Zhao Gao!! dog thief!" roared in the dark night.

...................

"What?"

Fusu jumped up in shock, took off Meng Yi's coat and looked at the clothes on his back, as if a hole had been burned by the fire, and the leather Fu underneath was also slightly burnt.

Fusu raised his hand, and the golden mangs were like the dust that fell under the sun on a summer day and adhered to the wound, and the burnt color quickly disappeared.

"This is the narrow road of the enemy, he must not be following me, I can be sure of that. ”

Fusu nodded in approval, "If he really follows you, he must be prepared, I'm afraid that Runlu has ushered in a battle at this time." ”

Of course, he is not afraid, but Fusu is unwilling to let Sangxia get involved in the grudge of thousands of years ago.

That time I was taken captive to the time barrier, and I still have lingering palpitations when I think about it.

He walked in such a hurry that he didn't even see the shape. ”

At that time, Meng Yi didn't have time to see Zhao Gao's figure, and only sensed the same breath as when he lived in the middle of the lake.

The face can be transformed, and the aura of spiritual power cannot be changed.

"I didn't expect to hit me in the middle of the night, so I ran away in a hurry, this dagger can't kill me, I think it's just a plan he threw out to get out. ”

"Dagger ?......"

Fusu only cared about the wound on Meng Yi's back before, but after seeing the thin blade at this time, he looked at Meng Yi with a puzzled look, "Have you forgotten something?"

"What's the matter??"

"How could you have forgotten this dagger..."

Meng Yihu took the dagger suspiciously, flipped it back and forth, and looked at it carefully, "Fish intestines, belly hooks, mandarin jades?"

In fact, even he knew that these answers were not correct, but he really had no specific impression of what was in his hand.

The pattern on the dagger is so rounded that not only does it lose its specific edges and corners, but even the style is already a little obscure.

I think it must be caused by someone who often holds it in his hand and strokes it.

"Meng Yi, in my opinion, whether it was a coincidence that Zhao Gao passed by you or not. You really can't remember this dagger?!"

"This dagger?? I really don't remember it at all. ”

Frowning deeply, looking at the slender dagger in his hand and then at Fusu, Meng Yi suddenly felt a dull feeling of being hit the back of the head.

"This 'Tinglan Hook' was brought back by Meng Tian who defeated the Hun Dosgul Khan, and you begged him for a long time before he gave it to you. ”

Meng Yi looked at Fusu's increasingly solemn expression, and faintly felt in his heart that things were not so simple.

"So this dagger belongs to my brother, why did I forget?"

"No, 'Tinglan Gou' was originally a gift from Brother Meng to Xiao Ran. Fusu recalled that period of time, and his face sank little by little.

"It's just that you didn't know about it at the time, so you cheekily asked your eldest brother to beg for it. After that, you give it to Anning. ”

"This can be counted as yours, a token of affection. ”

"It's... It... She, I...?!!"

Meng Yi's expression seemed to have been struck by lightning countless times, and his slender eyes were round, "Why, why can't I remember? Why..."

"Meng Yi" Fusu was shouting in a low voice, which pulled out Meng Yi, who was entangled in his thinking.

"Yu Hu Xinju battled, we all thought wrong!" Fu Su twisted his eyebrows, his face was grim, and he said while thinking, "At that time, your judgment was because the Prisoner Bull Sword shocked Zhao Gao, so he deliberately said why you were a bad guy to distract your attention. ”

"Now that I think about it, he's deliberately reminding you. Today he also threw out the Tinglan hook, which was by no means just a trick to get out. Meng Yi, your memory before turning yin must have been passive, leaving behind some important things. ”

"I, I, I can't remember. Meng Yi roared in a deep voice with a painful expression, "What the hell have I forgotten?!"

Yes, he remembered all the past. Fusu, Meng Tian, An Ning, Yan'er, all the people he cherished and loved he never forgot.

However, at this moment, he only felt that something in his soul seemed to be breaking and entangled.

It's as if a sharp needle is about to break out of the head, and it's like eighteen bronze bells ringing in the skull, so that it doesn't be chaotic and painful...