Immediately afterward, all the scenery began to recede, and the woman's figure also receded. The scenery in the mountains changed suddenly, and the dry branches suddenly sprouted new green, and then grew leaves, and the leaves were yellow and fell, and the snow was falling.

The mountain turned into a river, and the woman's figure stepped back, standing in the air above the river, smiling at An Yangyan, laughing, laughing.

Suddenly, he cried, his body fell, and he sank into the river.

An Yang's heart tightened, as if he was being dragged by someone. He turned his head and looked at the huge mountains and forests and the endless river. Emptiness overwhelmed him.

Suddenly, countless wild wolves jumped out of the sudden, and pounced towards Anyang with their bloody mouths and bared their teeth.

An Yang shook his body in fright, opened his eyes suddenly, and stood up, panting heavily.

Shi Yiguang was so frightened that the bamboo roll in her hand trembled, she looked up at An Yang, and said cautiously: "Are you okay?" "Didn't Tianwu let everything be as it was before?

Why does An Yangjun still feel like he just crawled out of the wolf pile?

An Yangjun gasped for breath for a while before he raised his hand and wiped the fine sweat from his forehead. His face was slightly red, as if he had not recovered from the nightmare of the general.

"You...... Better? Shi Yiguang held the bamboo roll and hugged his hands, looked at An Yang, and asked cautiously again.

Hearing the voice, An Yang raised his head, and the hair on his forehead spread out, revealing his somewhat flushed face. He pursed his lips and looked at the girl in front of him, the figure coincided with the dream, the dream turned back and forth, and it was impossible to distinguish between the true and the false. I felt that the emptiness that had disappeared in my heart came again.

"What the hell are you... What's wrong? Shi Yiguang looked at An Yang and asked a little apprehensively. Will the general's wolf still hurt him?

As soon as the words fell, An Yang stretched out his hand and grabbed Shi Yiguang and pressed it into his arms.

Shi Yiguang held the bamboo scroll in his hand, and his body was stunned in place.

An Yang buried his head between Shi Yiguang's neck, and his jet-black hair was scattered on Shi Yiguang's chest. Heavy breathing spurted onto Shi Yiguang's white neck. She was a little itchy, and it was difficult to push Anyang away.

"I had a dream." An Yang buried his head in Shi Yiguang's neck and spoke softly, his voice trembling slightly.

"Yes. What dreams? Shi Yiguang put down the bamboo scroll in his hand and reached out to pat An Yang's back. It would have been a terrible nightmare.

"I dreamed of you......" An Yang said with a pause, and then his voice stopped abruptly. After a while, he pushed Shi Yiguang away in front of him, looked at her, smoothed his breathing, and whispered: "I dreamed of many wolves." ”

"Huh?" Shi Yiguang glared at An Yang suddenly, then bit his lip, and said a little uneasily: "What's wrong with dreaming of wolves?" ”

Didn't Tianwu say that all the memories of Anyang were erased... Remember?

"I dreamed of a pack of wolves pounced on me." An Yang looked at Shi Yiguang and whispered back, he said very easily, let go of Shi Yiguang as he spoke, and pulled the green silk on his chest behind him: "Then I was scared to wake up." ”

Shi Yiguang looked at An Yang, picked up the book on the side, frowned, and asked carefully, "That's all?" ”

"Yes." An Yang said, turned his head, looked at the bonfire next to him, and then looked at Shi Yiguang for a moment, his brows furrowed: "How could I fall asleep?" ”

Shi Yiguang was stunned by An Yang's question, and then shook his head: "I don't know either." I also thought you were so strange, you came over with a kettle, and you said you were sleepy, and you fell asleep on your stomach. ”

"Really?" An Yang asked with some doubts, he raised his hand, smashed his head, and frowned a little deeper: "Why don't I have any impression at all?" ”

"Then how do I know?" Shi Yiguang was vague, turned his head, looked at Mr. Sun who came out of the forest, and his eyes lit up: "Mr. Sun is back." ”

Hearing this, An Yang turned his head to look at the place where Shi Yiguang was pointing, and let go of the hand that was pressing his head.

Shi Yiguang stood up, looked at Mr. Esun who came over, flattened his mouth and said dissatisfiedly: "Why have you been doing it for so long." ”

Mr. Sun turned his head and glared at Shi Yiguang: "At this time of year, they are all making holes, where is it so easy to catch." Saying that, Mr. Sun had already walked to the side of An Yang and Shi Yiguang, he put down the wild chick that had been washed in his hand, and then turned his head and swept it, and suddenly frowned: "Has anyone been here?" ”

Shi Yiguang heard a 'chuckle' in his heart, his body tightened, turned his head to look at Mr. Sun, and said calmly: "I'm bored and turned around next to me." As she spoke, she paused and looked at Mr. Sun and asked a little carefully: "What's wrong?" ”

Mr. Sun swept his gaze back at the woods and shook his head: "My formation has changed a little. ”

The corners of Shi Yiguang's mouth twitched.

"Ah, you're still in formation." Shi Yiguang smiled and forced himself to calm down: "Go back and teach me." ”

Mr. Sun lowered his body, and while setting up the rack of roasting chicks, he said with disgust: "Let's learn all the words first." ”

Shi Yiguang saw that Mr. Sun no longer asked, so he sat down and began to continue to recite the bamboo scroll in his hand aloud. His eyes swept over Mr. Sun, who had set up a shelf and started to take the chick exam.

After a while, the chicks were roasted.

Shi Yiguang put down the bamboo scroll and looked at the shelves that An Yang and Mr. Sun were holding in their hands. The smell of ripe meat wafted over the tip of her nose, and she swallowed her saliva and her stomach screamed twice.

Hearing the sound, Mr. Sun raised his head, looked at Shi Yiguang, sneered, and then pulled his roasted chicks with a smile, opened his mouth, and chewed it with relish.

Shi Yiguang glanced at Mr. Sun, and climbed to Anyang with his hands and pressed the dead leaves all over the ground.

Just thinking about how to ask for some, An Yang had already pulled a piece of leg meat and turned his head, he put it to his mouth and blew it, and then handed it to Shi Yiguang's mouth.

Shi Yiguang's eyes lit up, and he opened his mouth and ate it.

"Is it delicious?" An Yang asked, while turning back and continuing to blow the chick in his hand.

Shi Yiguang nodded and swallowed and replied, "It's delicious!" As she spoke, she raised her sleeve and wiped the grease on her mouth, adding, "It's so delicious!" ”

As the words fell, An Yang turned his head again and fed a small piece of meat to Shi Yiguang's mouth.

Shi Yiguang ate unceremoniously, his eyes narrowed into a slit with a smile.

It's great to be a kid! It's like being used to feeling like you've really become smaller.

After eating a piece in a row, looking at An Yang, who kept feeding her, Shi Yiguang was a little embarrassed. When another piece of meat came, Shi Yiguang raised his hand and shook it, took his wrist and brought An Yang's hand holding the meat to his mouth: "Anyangjun, you eat, feed me, you haven't eaten yet." ”

"Are you full?" An Yang looked at Shi Yiguang and asked softly.

Shi Yiguang didn't want to go back, his eyes fell on the chick in An Yang's hand that was about to be eaten by her, only bones remained, nodded again, frowned and sighed: "I'm almost." ”