Chapter 2: The Forest of Wings

Bai Yan grew up in the Acropolis since he was a child, and he never went out of the city, even if at the end of the year, King Wei Bai Wuye went to the imperial capital Tianyun City to meet the emperor, but he never took Bai Yan with him, according to King Wei's words, he is a dangerous person, and most of the places he is in are dangerous, and there must be no close people around.

After leaving the Acropolis, all the way to the west, Bai Yan didn't know how far they had run, but the surrounding scenery gradually changed from green tones to yellow, and then to barrenness. There was only one horse left for them at the moment, and Bai Yan remembered that at noon on the third day, they were still on the other horse, and the wind was whistling in their ears, but suddenly the horse stumbled and the galloping horse pounced forward, and then never got up again. As they threw it forward, Wei Ke hugged Bai Yan tightly, and the huge inertia caused them to slide long distances on the bumpy road. Bai Yan looked back at the horse, the horse's eyes were still open, his nose was panting, and his mouth was spitting white foam. Wei Ke said that the horse was going to die, and he was tired to death. After all, Bai Yan is still a ten-year-old child, and said Uncle Wei, let's not ride a horse, just catch it if you are caught by someone behind, you see that horse is tired to death.

Wei Ke was stunned for a moment, and then hugged Bai Yan to the other horse with an unquestionable attitude, and said Young Master, have you forgotten what I said to you on the city tower, that horse is dead, this horse will die sooner or later, maybe one day I will also die, but our death is to keep the young master alive, how can you easily say death? When Wei Ke said these words, he had already urged the war horse, and his voice pierced Bai Yan's ears with the sound of the wind, and it was also engraved on his heart.

"I see, Uncle Wei." Bai Yan nodded, Wei Ke couldn't see his expression, probably very sad, Wei Ke thought, and sped up again.

At dusk that day, Bai Yan was still asleep on the horse, only to feel that the horse under his crotch stopped suddenly, and the sudden inertia almost threw him off the horse, Bai Yan thought that the horse was also going to die, but when he opened his eyes, he saw that the war horse was still there. Bai Yan looked back blankly at Wei Ke, who was tightening the reins of the horse, but Wei Ke didn't answer him, just looked at the west blankly.

The sleepy-eyed white flame turned his head to look in the direction of the west, the sun at dusk was as red as blood, and below the sun was a wide forest, and at the end of the endless barren plain it suddenly rose up to obscure the vision of the walker, from the wasteland to the forest, there was no trace of the transition, the boundary was clear, not like a forest, more like a wall made of steel.

Bai Yan was still watching blankly, Wei Ke had already urged the war horse, and waved the whip heavily, and the war horse accelerated forward in pain. The oncoming wind was as cold as a knife.

"Uncle Wei, what's that up front?" Bai Yan struggled to raise his voice so that Wei Ke could hear.

"Wing Forest", Wei Ke sped up his horse again, "It's the territory of the Wing Clan, I heard His Royal Highness King Wei mention it." Legend has it that the Wing Clan built the city on trees, and the trees were thousands of feet high. The trees we see now are only a hundred miles away, so they look no different from ordinary forests. ”

Bai Yan was already speechless in shock, the forest in front of him was still a hundred miles away, so if he came to him, what kind of scene would it be to cover the sky and the sun.

Even years later, White Flame would still remember this dusk vividly, and the sun hung over the forest, as if it would never set.

On the boundless plains, the two galloped on horseback.