In the past two days, he has traveled a hundred miles around the Immortal Mountain, and there is no news about Shuying. If there is still no tomorrow, what should he do? Xiaoying, where are you? Come out quickly! The uneasiness in He Yu's heart has worsened day by day.

Night falls. The dense forest was so quiet for a moment that only the sound of insects chirping. The flames danced like ghosts, and the dried branches made a "crackling" sound from time to time. He Yu casually threw a few sticks into the fire, leaned his back against the tree, and closed his eyes tiredly.

In a daze, as if a red shadow came to him, and said to him softly: "Sleep, sleep in peace! With me with you, no one can hurt you..."

A reassuring smile appeared on his face, and he fell into a deep sleep...

He had a dream, a very strange dream.

The green meadow is full of gorgeous flowers, the flowers are as red as blood, brilliant, demonic growth, and blooming...

Two little boys came running. They chased each other, laughing and playing, their little figures giggling and laughing across the meadow and into the sky.

They held hands, looking up at the blue sky and the glow, and squinted happily.

"Brother, I heard that my father is going to war with the world again, Yao Hazy doesn't like it, Yao Hazy hates blood, and hates death even more..."

"Yao, don't worry, my father will be fine. The little boy on the right let go of his hand, reached out and patted the boy on the left on the shoulder, and said firmly.

The little boy shook his head and said, "No, brother, don't be coaxed, in the last war, my father was seriously injured, and this time I was forced to participate in the war, I'm afraid..."

"Don't be afraid, with my brother here, my brother won't let my father have trouble," he turned his head, looked at the little boy resolutely, and said, "I won't let Yao Hazy have anything to do." ”

"Yes. The little boy nodded obediently.

Suddenly, a horn sounded in the distance of the meadow.

"No, my father is going on a campaign. The little boy on the right turned and left the boy and ran down the hill. "Brother, brother wait for me, wait for me..."The little boy fell to the ground with a fight, stretched out his hand to look at the boy who ran away in front of him, and shouted anxiously.

The boy who was running suddenly stopped and slowly turned around. The light in front of him suddenly blurred, and the boy's figure was gradually elongated, and when it changed, it turned into a demon king dressed in red and bloody, looking at him with a smile. He was shocked and woke up.

Looking at the already bright surroundings, he was drenched in cold sweat.

"Fairy, there is the Rotten Mountain ahead, and we are about to arrive. Huh!"

"You talk a lot along the way, don't the fairies know?"

"I'm not happy that I'll be home soon. ”

"Alright, you all don't quarrel, let's go quickly!" After the woman's pleasant faint voice, two men and a woman came from the dense forest. The man looks ordinary, but he is strong and thin, and there is a bit of contrast. He Yu swept past them, his gaze fell on the woman in white in front of him, and he stopped slightly.

The woman had snowy skin and a beautiful face, a beautiful posture, and was indifferent, like a fairy standing upright. The woman seemed to notice something and turned around. The two looked at each other, as if something had collided, and the two were stunned and separated inexplicably.

"Fairy, what's the matter?" the sturdy man asked, following the woman's gaze, looking at He Yu. Then the thin man said, "Yes, fairy." I think that kid over there is so strange, red-haired and bloody-eyed, and he was staring at the fairy just now, or my two brothers will teach him a lesson. ”

These words fell into He Yu's ears, and Deng Jue was funny.

"Forget it, don't worry about it, let's go quickly!" the woman said in a cold voice, and walked forward. The two men glanced at He Yu fiercely, and then followed.

Now is not the time to make trouble, it is still important to find Shuying. He Yujian frowned, ignored the provocation of the two men, and walked to the other end. Today is the deadline, I'll find it! He sacrificed the Xuanlun and searched for it farther away from the Decay Mountain.

"Fairy, what kind of girl is your sister? Can you tell us two brothers, so that it won't be too rude to meet later?" The sturdy man asked quietly, following the woman. "Yes, yes, fairy, tell us about it!" the thin man grinned and ran to the woman's side, coaxing.

"Don't worry, my sister has a very good heart and a lively nature, which is a little similar to yours, and you will get along very well. She smiled lightly, thinking that she had been gone for more than half a month, and she didn't know what this Xiaoying was making trouble at home?

"Really? That's great. The two brothers breathed a sigh of relief. Along the way, they really couldn't rule it out, and they were a little worried that the fairy's extremely beloved sister would dislike them for being lowly. That's why the sturdy man had to ask.

The woman came to a stone pile, raised her slender hand, and there was a "click" sound in front of her, and a stone door suddenly appeared. The two men glanced at each other and followed the woman in. When you look at it, it is like a women's boudoir of an ordinary house, with wooden tables, screens, bronze mirrors, flower beds... The whole nine yards.

The two of them looked around, but they didn't have too many surprised expressions. After all, they were human before they died. It's only now that the fairy is fortunate to be contained, and the two of them are repaired to their bodies, so that they can see the light of day. Although they are relatively just a pair of living dead, they are already very satisfied and grateful to be able to do this.

However, the woman looked at the pot of bluegrass on the wooden table that had withered for a long time, and then looked at the Shuangyue Sword that had been taken away from the stone wall, and a strong uneasiness welled up in her heart.

"Fairy, what's wrong with you?" the sturdy man was the first to notice the woman's abnormality, and ran to her quickly.

"I'm fine. She shook her head, motioning for them not to worry. Then, her ten fingers of orchid interlocked, the white light between her fingers turned suddenly, and the white light of her right hand pointed to the dead leaves of the orchid, and closed her eyes. This orchid herb is very cherished by Xiaoying, carefully cared for, and cultivated. It needs to be watered daily, otherwise it is fragile and easy to die. However, there is another strange function, that is, it can store everything that happened to the owner and the stone house around him that day.

At that time, Xiaoying also said that as long as she recorded her sister's daily events with her in this orchid, her sister could contact her through this and would not lose any contact again. At that time, she still laughed at her for having a lot of ideas, and she didn't know if she could feed this grass was a problem.

Now that the blue grass is withering and the Double Moon Sword is gone, Xiao Ying must have something urgent happening. I hope Xiaoying still has the memory of the day on this grass.

How could this be? This is impossible, even if this grass withers, but through her spiritual power, there is no memory, there should be some fragments! How can there be no reaction at all? She can't even feel Xiao Ying's breath at all... The spiritual power in the woman's hand deepened, but it was still in vain, and she couldn't put down her hand in despair.

"Xiaoying, something must have happened. Muttered.