"Chirp!" came an eagle's chirp over the deserted city.

I saw a huge shadow covering the sky.

"Look, what's that?" exclaimed one of the guards, pointing to the massive shadows in the sky.

The leader of the Desert City Guards looked up, and after seeing what it was, he shouted: "It's a mysterious beast, hurry up, be on guard, be on guard." Archers ready. ”

The guards drew their weapons one after another and stood ready to deal with the incoming enemy. The crossbow arrows that glowed with cold light were ready to fire.

Slowly, a huge figure fell from the sky, fluttering, and the lightning golden eagle waved its huge wings and slowly landed. Kicking up a huge amount of dust, the guards retreated, covering their eyes with their hands.

The smoke and dust dissipated, and I saw Meng Wuxian jumping off the back of the lightning golden eagle with the little guy in his arms, looking at the two words of the deserted city in front of him. He took a deep breath and said secretly: "It's really a long-lost breath." ”

Originally, he didn't want to be so high-profile, but then he thought that sooner or later the fact that he was not dead would be known by the murderer behind the scenes. simply told the person who wanted his life in a high-profile manner, I came back without a trace, and then it will be up to me to see whose chess move is higher.

Then Dream Without a Trace looked at the lightning golden eagle that was still crawling on the ground, and then said to the little ferret: "Little guy, let it go, no matter what, thank it for bringing us out"

The little ferret understood what was being said to the lightning eagle with a "squeak!"

"Chirp!" the lightning golden eagle shouted, spreading its wings and soaring into the sky, its figure getting smaller and smaller and disappearing into the sky.

Looking at the departing lightning golden eagle, Dream Wuxian stroked the little ferret's head and boasted: "You are still a good little guy, thanks to you this time, otherwise I don't know that I won't be able to come up until the Year of the Monkey." ”

By the way, every time such a little guy is called a little guy, it doesn't go well, how about I call you "Jiu'er"?

Immediately, regardless of whether the little guy understands it or not, he disagrees. He nodded to himself and said, "Well, Jiu'er, this name is good, it sounds good." Tsk, I didn't expect me to have a talent for names. Dream Traceless thought a little shamelessly.

And the little guy seemed to really like the name, squinting his eyes and sticking out his little pink tongue to lick Dream Traceless's cheeks affectionately.

Dream Wuxian looked at the little guy in his arms, and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth. Blessings and misfortunes depend on each other, and this encounter has made him mature a lot. Cultivation has also improved unconsciously, and he has reached the peak of the eightfold qi training, and I believe that it will not be too far away from the ninefold qi training.

And his actual combat experience has also been enriched a lot, and the flowers in the greenhouse will eventually wither if they do not experience wind and rain. The important thing is that he also met this cute little guy, and God treats him well.

And the vigilant leader of the guard gestured with his right hand, ready to give the order to release the arrow, and saw that his clothes were tattered and there were blood stains everywhere. Since the dream is traceless, there is no change of clothes, so I can only look like this.

I looked at it carefully several times and rubbed my eyes in disbelief. Confirming that he was not mistaken, he said excitedly: "Put down your weapons, it's the young city lord, it's the young city lord who is back." Hurry up, go and inform the old city lord at once! No, I'll go myself—" He said and hurried away. At first, he didn't recognize it yet.

The rest of the guards hurriedly stepped forward to greet Meng Wuxian and saluted, "See the young city lord." ”

"Don't be polite, I'll just go in by myself, you're busy. ”

"Yes, Young City Lord. The guards continued to return to their posts.

Dream without a trace all the way down, his appearance also attracted the strange eyes of the pedestrians around him. Everyone pointed their fingers and wondered where this beggar came from, and he still had a cat with two tails in his hand, and it didn't look like a dog, and it didn't look like a dog......

Dream Without a Trace ignored everyone's gaze and drifted away. At this time, someone in the crowd asked the bystanders suspiciously: "Why do I feel that this person looks like a young city lord?"

"Ahh

Yes, yes, I think so too, and the person next to me echoed. Accounts differ and opinions vary.

......

The Deserted City Lord's Mansion Annex!

The leader of the guards did not enter the gate of the mansion, and shouted out of breath, City Lord, City Lord, I have something important to report...

I saw a middle-aged burly man stop the leader of the guards and said, "Lao Zhang, you are becoming more and more unruly, if there is anything important, you can't report it first..."

"Yes, yes, it's the young city lord who is back. Lao Zhang said breathlessly.

"What? Lao Zhang, what you said is true?" The burly man hurriedly confirmed.

"How dare I joke about this?" said Zhang.

"Quick, go in and tell the old city lord the good news, the old city lord is worried these days. Lao Zhang and the burly man just turned around.

I saw a figure appear in front of him in an instant, grabbed Lao Zhang's shoulder, and asked excitedly, "What you said is true, is Zhen'er really back?"

Who is this figure not Zhao Tiandu? Just now he heard the conversation between the two of them inside, and immediately came out.

"It's true, it's what my subordinates saw with their own eyes, maybe the young city lord is already coming back at this time......." Lao Zhang didn't finish speaking, he only felt a gust of wind passing by, and Zhao Tiandu's figure disappeared in front of him.

The burly man and Lao Zhang looked at each other and smiled, shook their heads and said, "I have never seen the old city lord so uncontrollable, the old city lord's concern for the young city lord is really speechless." It's good that the young city lord comes back safe and sound, and during this time, there is a depressing atmosphere in the entire mansion, but it suffocates me. ”

At this time, Meng Wuxi, who was walking on the road, only felt a gust of wind appear in front of him. There was an excited laugh, patted him on the shoulder and said, "Zhen'er, it's really you, it's okay, it's okay." ”

"Grandpa, it's the traces of unfilial piety that make you worried. Meng Wuxian looked at the old man in front of him, and many words could not be expressed, like a child jumping into the arms of the old man.

"It's okay, let's go. Go home and tell your grandmother the good news, and she will be happy to see that you are safe and sound. ”

"Yes!" replied Dream Without a Trace.

And there were pairs of eyes staring at the backs of the old and the young around, and gradually disappeared into the vast sea of people. This is the eyeliner of the major forces, Zhao Tiandu has long found out, but he doesn't care about it. He was caught off guard by what happened last time, and this time he was prepared, and he wanted to see who else dared to extend his poisonous hand to his grandson.

As soon as Meng Wuxian stepped into the mansion, he saw a person in a blue robe in front of him, who was not Zhao Yilong?

"Senior brother" Meng Wuxian took the lead in calling Zhao Yilong.

Zhao Yilong was stunned when he saw that Meng Wuxi's eyes were full of disbelief. Immediately reacted, and said happily: "Little junior brother, are you okay?" It's really good, senior brother is worried about you." ”

"Let the senior brother worry, I will go to report to my grandmother first, and when I am free, I will go to my senior brother for a drink or two. ”

"Hahaha, okay!" Zhao Yilong replied.

Meng Wuxian changed into clean clothes and came to the other courtyard, so as not to worry grandma.

I saw a kind old man with a green jade cane, full of white hair, and wearing a coarse cloth coat of flowers and colors, walking quickly on crutches. The old man was followed by two seventeen or eighteen-year-old maids, who were Zhang Xuelian, the grandmother of Dream Without a Trace.

Zhang Xuelian looked at Meng Wuxian coming to him, touched Meng Wuji's cheek, and murmured: "It's really a trace, it's not hurt, right? As he spoke, he wiped the tears from the corners of his eyes.

"Grandma, Scarlet is really fine, I'm worried about you" Dream Traceless looked at the kind old man in front of him and exclaimed softly, while feeling a little self-reproach in his heart.

"It's okay, it's okay. Let's go, today is a good day, grandma asked someone to prepare a dinner, we have to celebrate and celebrate," Zhang Xuelian said with a smile on her face.

"By the way, grandparents, I'll go to find Xia Yue'er first, and by the way, I'll also call her over for dinner. Dream Without a Trace said.

"Well, go ahead, this little girl is worried about you during the time you have an accident, and she has lost weight if she doesn't want to eat, so it's useless for me to persuade her. Zhao Xue said pitifully. But she forgot that she wasn't like that?