Countless sycamores, the entire northern border is dotted like a golden palace, Zhang Dong and Long Meng, like a pair of brothers and sisters, walking under the fallen leaves of the sycamores.

It's like a pair.

Incomparably beautiful picture.

Zhang Dong's palm gently held Long Meng's slender fingers, but there was no fluctuation in his eyes.

The place where Zhang Dong wants to take Long Meng.

It's close.

That place.

It's also him... The Land of Wishes.

There were so many places in the North that he hadn't been.

It was one of the few beautiful sights he had ever had the privilege of seeing.

It became in his heart... The ultimate treasure.

Dragon Dream.

In fact, it has always been in his heart, and it is the same as him.

Homeless people.

That's why.

Zhang Dong took care of her so resolutely.

It's like he takes care of Gu Yiwei.

With his body, let Long Meng know that this... It's her home!

Long Meng, who looks like a girl, has a slightly red face and a little joy on her face, obviously a little surprised.

After all.

What she means, in the huge group, can be said to be that no one knows it, and no one knows it.

But only those who are closely related.

But it's like I've never heard of it.

Long Meng couldn't remind adults from other ways, so he could only secretly bear his feelings, so physically touched, and... What a first time.

Just when she was immersed in this feeling of being alone between the two, Zhang Dong had already led him to a sea of people.

Lively bazaar.

Everywhere in the flow of people.

It's as if this is not the more prosperous Hejian Province in the north.

On the contrary, it has a little bit of the appearance of a small city over there.

this place.

It is a place where ordinary people come to shop.

Weekday.

Only on auspicious days of the Yellow Calendar, a bazaar will be set up.

As the old saying goes.

This kind of day is a good day to catch the market.

Looking at the incomparably lively bazaar, Zhang Dong smiled, took Long Meng's little hand, and slowly stepped into the incomparably hot stream.

Let's be honest.

Zhang Dong didn't expect that today would be a good day on the yellow calendar.

Looking at this scene that was more lively than the last time he came, I don't know how many times, he ...... I was also a little at a loss.

At this moment, in Long Meng's beautiful eyes, there seemed to be some light flashing.

Looking at the stalls on the side.

"Look, my lord, what is that?"

Looking at the surprise in her words, Zhang Dong shook his head slightly.

Sugar dumplings.

But this thing seems to have come from the south.

In this north.

The latter favors.

Looking at Long Meng's happy appearance, Zhang Dong rubbed her hair quite dotingly.

And the latter.

Just shaking his head for a while.

"If you want to eat, then buy some." Zhang Dong said with a smile, and then, his words were a little stagnant.

"In the future, when you come out to play, you don't need to stick to the identity system in the group, you ...... It's my sister ......."

The last word, although it was a little difficult to say, Zhang Dong still said it with a smile.

But Long Meng heard.

The joy in his eyes was a little changed in the world.

But then.

It rose again.

In Long Meng's beautiful eyes, there is a complete complex meaning.

What do you mean... My lord, do you really not understand?

Dealing with people and things, and strategizing on the battlefield.

He did it all to perfection.

Such people.

The only thing that doesn't understand these seven emotions and six desires is... Are you sure?

However, Long Meng has learned to control her emotions well over the years, although it is not the kind of expression she wants, but this kind of expression is also fully expressed in the heart of adults.

Younger sister.

I don't know how many years ago, a handsome teenager also said this kind of thing to her.

I don't know how many years later.

That young man has already grown into a young man who can support the entire family.

But he.

But it's not the same person he used to be.

Long Meng believes.

My lord.

As always, it's the one who has faced the wind and crossed thousands of waves, and he is a teenager when he returns... My lord!

Zhang Dong's eyes were full of warmth and warmth, looking at Long Meng's jumping figure, he took out a banknote in his hand and paid it casually.

A hundred-dollar bill.

Instantaneous.

Turned into countless scattered small change.

A small plastic bag containing dozens of crystal clear sugar dumplings.

Long Meng's little hand pinched one, and his lips and teeth opened lightly.

Yellow syrup, slowly flowing from her little mouth.

When Zhang Dong saw her like this, his face was quite disgusted.

Really.

Like a child.

The handkerchief appeared in the palm of his hand, Zhang Dong gently stopped Lou Meng's forehead, and groped at the corner of her mouth with extremely gentle movements.

Long Meng's pretty face.

Almost instantly, it turned red.

"Don't do that, I'm not a kid anymore."

The voice is surprisingly small, and in the words, there is even more coquettishness that belongs to a girl.

Zhang Dong heard her words.

Laughing, he flicked her lovely forehead.

"yes, it's grown up."

"However, in my eyes, you are the same as when you came to the Northside Group ten years ago, as if you have not changed, you are still like the runaway kitten, stubborn, and full of danger."

Hearing the adult's words, Long Mengqiao's face turned even redder.

Ten years ago.

She was just angry, and in order to escape the marriage arranged by the family, she disguised herself as a man and blended into the Northern Border Group.

And that day.

The person in charge of assigning the new fighters is Zhang Dong, and the mysterious gentleman.

Long Meng is very clear.

At that time, adults were still too immature.

I didn't see who she was.

But the sir.

But he saw it completely, but Long Meng didn't know why, that adult, still let her enter the group.

Women enter the group.

It's impossible.

But Long Meng is the only one among the tens of millions.

Not to mention, become the personal guard of the Supreme of the First Realm.

When he thought of what had happened in the past ten years, Long Meng felt a little unreal from the bottom of his heart.

Memories flashed, and a poem slowly emerged in my mind.

That's where it belongs.

It was given to her by the mysterious gentleman of the Northland.

"There will be times in life, and there will be times in life. The dilemma of love and hate is difficult to give up, and there are times when flowers die in tears. ”

A simple four-line poem.

But that gentleman has been gone for so many years, and Long Meng still hasn't read it, this poem ...... What exactly does that mean.

Throwing away the noisy thoughts in his heart, Long Meng had already followed the steps of the adults, and he didn't know where he came.

Look up.

A familiar signboard appeared in front of the two of them.

And Zhang Dong.

The palms of the hands trembled slightly.

The ruins he saw in Matsue Castle a few days ago.

The signboard on it seems to be similar to the one above.

Don't...?

Zhang Dong took Long Meng's hand and slowly walked into the pastry shop that exuded a sweet smell.

Beautiful figure, busy in it.

See this figure.

Zhang Dong's eyes were even more like an idiot.

The sluggish words solidified everything in the store at full speed.

Those words are only two simple words, but they contain countless affections.

"Sister... Sister......? ”