Before consciousness was interrupted, his vision began to distort, and everything began to swell like a mirage.

Even Meihai's tender little face in his line of sight gradually swelled into an object he didn't recognize.

And then.

The bubble bursts.

He had a dream in which an old man was on a high cliff, his back gloomy and lonely.

Ye Ran didn't know where he was, but he looked at the frost-haired old man a little inexplicably, and then he understood.

It was the old man in the nameless book.

Later.

Consciousness returned, and when he opened his eyes, a wooden ceiling appeared in his field of vision, and a petite girl was facing away from him, and the faint sound of water sounded, déjà vu.

"Ah, are you awake? …… No, I can't get up yet. ”

He sat up, the pink quilt sliding off his body, and then a small hand held him down and pressed him to the bed.

A cute little face appeared in front of him.

"Little Love?"

He muttered, dazed.

The girl was obviously taken aback, her body jumped back, she looked at him with surprise and asked, "Why do you know my name?" ”

“……”

Frowning slightly, Ye Ran, who had already sensed that something was wrong, was silent for a moment, feeling the still surging sword qi in his body and the brilliant sword intent circling in the spiritual sea, he sat up again and looked around the room, inch by inch, inch by inch.

Then he closed his eyes and compared them to the room he remembered.

Exactly the same.

There are no deviations of any kind.

Looking at Ye Ran's strange behavior, the girl took two steps back in a little fear, for her, the young man in front of her was the first time they met, but the meaning revealed in the young man's eyes, why did it look like she was very familiar with this place?

She searched her memories and made sure she had never seen the boy before.

And after this teenager woke up, the aura exuded from her body made her feel a little familiar.

Otherworldly?

"That, that..."

Call! The boy suddenly stood up, startled the already timid girl, and leaned back again, clinging to the door frame, making a gesture ready to run away.

Ye Ran walked to the window, opened the window, and looked.

The warm morning breeze, the familiar scenery that I have seen for a month, and this smell that swings into my nose, unlike Master Mandarin, is full of all kinds of demon dreams, has he really come back to this town?

And...

Looking back, looking at the strange vigilance in Xiao Ai's eyes, he was silent.

Back in time? The Seed of the Holy Stone Again?

But...

He raised his hand, an invisible hissing sound swirled in his palm, the air distorted slightly, and the sword qi rushing in the sword vein also told him that his current state was the state of using the sword vein, not at all like the appearance of the previous world after being manipulated by the holy stone seed.

Xiao Ai's gaze shifted to the young man's raised right hand, there was something there, although it couldn't be seen, but it brought a great sense of crisis to Xiao Ai.

Ye Ran touched his chest again, the book was gone, and the Qing Ying Sword was not by his side.

In the end, what happened.

Looking at the sky, Ye Ran closed his eyes and took a deep breath.

Then, the gentleness on his body changed suddenly, and the sharp and incomparable aura suddenly opened, and gradually opened his eyes, and the terrifying gaze was sharp, and the whistling sword that rose in the air was intended to hover over Ye Ran's body, and then pierced towards this town.

Rumble!

The originally calm and peaceful town seemed to be poured into a pot of boiling oil, and all kinds of aura rose violently, and the terrifying sword intent that erupted towards Ye Ran swept in.

Then, into a sword.

He picked up a piece of wood that was placed on the windowsill, and when the sword qi swirled, a wooden sword appeared in his hand.

Indifferently looking at those invisible attacks, Ye Ran raised his hand, the sword rose, and the sword fell.

Boom...

The wooden sword couldn't bear such a fierce sword intent, and the moment Ye Ran swung it down, it turned into powder, but the fifteen swords were broken in the sword style, and the sword momentum had already risen, filled with a faint and fierce sword qi of destruction, and it rushed towards these surging aura.

Break.

When these auras felt this sword aura with a faint aura of destruction, just the moment they made contact, these auras collapsed.

Then, hurriedly retreated.

Boom... There was a rush of footsteps, the door was abruptly opened, and the dark green hair swayed in the air, showing the uneasy mood of its owner, and the cigarette stick, which should have been elegantly held in his hand, was now pinched in the hand of its owner.

Ye Ran recalled these breaths, and then confirmed again, it was exactly the same.

The sharpness faded, and the gentle aura reoccupied the boy's body.

Turning around, the young man smiled gently, and greeted the demon dream who was staring at him with wide eyes, and said softly: "Long time no see, Sister Caihua." ”

"Otherworldly, what is the purpose of your lurking?"

Xintang Caihua did not show a smile, but pulled Xintang Ai behind him, and the demonic power on his body began to fluctuate, and in the long sleeves, blank talismans flew one after another, and the demonic power was poured into them, and in an instant, these ordinary-looking talismans became a sharp blade.

Regarding the hostility of the other party, Ye Ran first raised his eyebrows, then was silent, and smiled helplessly.

Looking at the white pajamas he was still wearing, he looked up at this space, this was the room he had lived in for a month, it should have been very familiar, but at this moment it revealed an extremely unfamiliar sense of resistance.

The environment has not changed, only people have changed.

Ye Ran was silent, and then walked towards Xintang Caihua, no, to be precise, it should be towards the door.

Feeling the terrifying aura of destruction that Ye Ran burst out, Xintang Caihua did not relax his vigilance against Ye Ran at all, that breath was too terrifying, if he didn't recover his demon body, Xintang Caihua would not be able to stop this young man at all.

But at this moment, she didn't feel any hostility from Ye Ran, she had lived for more than a few years, she had already turned caution into instinct, she just looked at Ye Ran, and then looked at the young man's familiar turn, went downstairs, and avoided some ambushes and forbidden areas.

What's going on?

Xintang Caihua was a little stunned, like Xintang Ai, she was also sure that she had never seen this teenager, so why was he so familiar with this place?

A faint doubt filled Xintang Caihua's heart, but in the end, she still didn't keep the boy, just because she didn't want Xintang Ai to be involved in danger.

……

Walking out of Xintang's house, Ye Ran was standing at the entrance of the street, continuing to be silent, and then stepping, the sword qi in the sword vein exploded, and his figure moved with the wind and disappeared into this area.

The next moment, a group of black figures gathered in front of the Xintang family and entered the Xintang family.

Then they came out again and scattered, looking for the vanished teenager.