The old man immediately waved his hand slightly, and Duan Yuan, who was a little overwhelmed, felt an invisible force acting on his whole body, straightening himself up.

Then he met the old man's gentle gaze, and suddenly Duan Yuan was not afraid. The vigilance of the elderly is also relaxed.

"Thank you!!" Duan Yuan's weak voice came into the old man's ears slowly.

The old man's expression remained unchanged, and then he walked slowly towards Duan Yuan. The people around were puzzled, although they didn't know the identity of the old man, but their intuition told them that the old man was definitely not simple.

But the cyan BMW speaks for itself.

Then he looked at Duan Yuan, and his eyes were full of your kid's shit luck.

Others are full of unwillingness, why not me? In short, all kinds of emotions are like a mess, entangled together.

The old man's movements were so fast that Duan Yuan, who was already weakened, didn't see clearly when the old man came to him.

He was stunned for a moment, and then the old man smiled slightly when he saw this, and then looked at Duan Yuan's arm, and his brows couldn't help frowning.

It seemed as if he was sure of something, and then he lifted the clothes on Duan Yuan's arm without hesitation. Then his eyes shrank suddenly, and his old and majestic voice spread, "Sure enough, the essence blood has dried up, I'm afraid someone has drawn blood alive!"

The old man's anger suddenly grew, and faintly Duan Yuan could see the anger from the old man. Duan Yuan was a little sluggish, and then seemed to sense the old man's anger.

I thought it was aimed at myself, but I was flustered, I didn't look at the old man, and whispered, "I'm sorry, old man, I didn't mean to offend your ......"

Then the old man seemed to notice the muttering sound in Duan Yuan's mouth, and looked at the hideous wounds on Duan Yuan's arm again. Then he sighed slightly, his essence and blood have been lost, and I am afraid that this child will not live long.

My heart was complicated, and I seemed to think of something. Suddenly, a sad mood suddenly arises, remember.........

Alas, the past was unbearable, the old man sighed in his heart, and then looked at Duan Yuan with a hint of indescribable softness in his eyes. And there is resentment that cannot be erased.

"Kid, it's okay!"

The old man's gentle voice came into Duan Yuan's ears, causing Duan Yuan to pause slightly. Then he looked at the old man timidly.

I saw the old man looking at him kindly, and the inexplicable look in his eyes made Duan Yuan feel inexplicably warm.

Suddenly, a sad impulse spread in the body and in the soul. Duan Yuan's body trembled, not knowing what to do.

"Grandpa, I ......"

Duan Yuan only felt that his speech was a little unfavorable, and he was stuck in an instant.

The gray pupils stared at the old man for a long time, and then the old man's voice came into Duan Yuan's ears.

"Son, who took your essence and blood!"

Immediately, the old man's eyes froze, as if he wanted to .........

Yuan stopped speaking for a while, his eyes gradually spread, and he bowed his head and was silent.

Seeing this, the old man said, "What's wrong?"

Duan Yuan still didn't answer, the old man didn't dare to say it because Duan Yuan was threatened, so he patted Duan Yuan's little shoulder, "Don't be afraid, say it, grandpa will ask for an explanation for you!"

Duan Yuan didn't mean to disbelieve the old man, and it took a long time for Duan Yuan's voice to echo leisurely, "No, old man!"

When the old man heard this, he didn't know what Duan Yuan wanted to express, and then he wanted to confess his identity.

Duan Yuan's voice fell on the old man's ears again, causing an indescribable complication to suddenly surge in the old man's heart.

"Grandpa, I want to go home!"

A simple answer, if in normal times, is a trivial word. Just put it here, the old man suddenly knew that Duan Yuan didn't actually want to tell him anything, at this moment, this poor child seemed to know something, he might know that he didn't live long.

But he doesn't hold grudges, perhaps, but who knows?

Right now, Duan Yuan just wants to go home, to the home that has carried the warmth for many years. For a moment, the old man was a little speechless, and the sentence he had just thought of seemed to be choked for a moment.

The old man was also helpless about Duan Yuan's problem, essence blood was the most important thing for a person. Relative to life, because this is the source of life, it is always as if it is in a state of replenishment.

At this moment, the essence and blood are gone, as opposed to the loss of life. For Duan Yuan, if he didn't find an existence that could replace life, then the only thing left for him was death.

And the kind of spiritual thing that can replenish essence and blood, not to mention that it is difficult to see in Falling Star City. Even in a wider world, it is rare. The old man didn't have it, he used to, but the old man destroyed it when that person died.

There is not enough time, the old man has not saved him from this spiritual object that he has worked so hard to find from thousands of miles away, he is already dead, yes, time does not give the old man a chance to breathe at all.

The aura on his body suddenly shrank, and a heroic man disappeared without a trace.

"That's it!" the old man shook his head, looked at Duan Yuan, and then took out an extra token in his hand, which was engraved with purple characters.

Immediately handed it to Duan Yuan, Duan Yuan saw that this was not just what the old man wanted to do. Then when the old man saw this, he put the token into Duan Yuan's arms, and then said, "If you have the opportunity, if you see a sect called Qingzi Sect in the future, you can use this token to see me!"

Duan Yuan didn't know what the Qingzi Sect was, nor did he know what this token meant. But he could sense the kindness of the old man, and then nodded.

"Thank you, grandpa, I will!" Duan Yuan's weak voice stimulated the old man's heart again, causing the old man's silent heart to revive again.

Although the old man knew that this possibility was very small, how could a child who should not have the slightest background survive such a mortal situation. But the old man was still unwilling and gave Duan Yuan a token.

I hope Duan Yuan can really survive.

Duan Yuan didn't know the complicated emotions in the old man's heart, and then planned to leave here.

So the footsteps echoed again, and Duan Yuan's leisurely voice echoed in his ears that were a little stunned, "Grandpa, you are a good person!"

The old man came back to his senses, and listening to Duan Yuan's words, his eyes seemed to fluctuate a little. He muttered, "Good man, yes, yes, someone once said that, hehe, good man.........

Looking at Duan Yuan's back gradually disappearing into the forest, how lonely he was. How depressed it is against the background of darkness, and it seems that another kind of sadness that the strong man will never return.

The old man came back to his senses from the thoughts just now, and a kind of memory seemed to overflow in his eyes. After a long time, the old man's body jumped slightly, like a dexterous delphinium, landing on the cyan BMW, and then the cyan BMW also felt it, and then walked towards the Falling Star City step by step.

This time, the old man obviously didn't move around at will, and the old man's target was also Falling Star City, to be exact, the people of Falling Star City.

Originally, he was still a little interested, but when he encountered the kind of thing you just now, the old man was not the slightest interested. Sitting on the back of the horse, the old man closed his eyes and recuperated, and the breeze blew, as if to make the memories of the endless past clouds and smoke.

..................

Beyond that forest, the trees blocked out the sunlight, and Duan Yuan felt his body getting colder and colder. The faint flow of blood seemed to stop flowing, and faint breathing came intermittently.

In the shadows, a ten-thirty-year-old child walked, clasping his arms tighter. There was a slight tremor in the lips, and a faint breeze blew through the dense trees.

It made Duan Yuan's weak body shudder.

The long withered hair fell on his back, Duan Yuan hoped that this long hair could be turned into a quilt, and there was hope that a big bed would suddenly appear in front of him at this moment, so he could lie down comfortably.

I don't know how long I walked, I didn't know how far I walked, Duan Yuan no longer had the ability to calculate this inconsequential matter.

Suddenly something seemed to be rushing, and it was the sound of running water.

Raising his head with difficulty, a river appeared before his eyes. It was that river again, Duan Yuan silently thought in his heart, would it swallow itself?

Without the slightest hesitation, Duan Yuan stepped onto the ancient wooden bridge, taking small steps and walking on the wide river. The breeze hit, and I didn't know if it would push Duan Yuan's body into the bottom of the river.

There was no danger, Duan Yuan walked over, and in the corner of his eye, he saw a black object slightly. Licking his dry lips, "The book is still there, ahem......

Walk over, bend slightly, and hold out a hand. Picking up the fluttering black "Cultivation Record", Duan Yuan stared at it for a long time, and then there was silence for a while.

Then he hugged the black book to his chest and embarked on the "journey" again.

Now Duan Yuan has another goal, go home, lean against the wall on his small bed, and pick up a book, what a wonderful thing it will be!

Duan Yuan's disgraced eyes seemed to flash again, and then they were extremely gloomy.

Duan Yuan didn't stop, he didn't know how much time he had left. How much time is left to squander, as the old man said, if there is no chance, then all that is left for him is death.

Duan Yuan didn't have much thought about that ethereal opportunity, and he didn't know that there would be such a magical spiritual creature in heaven and earth, let alone ............

His eyes were blank, just one condensed in one direction, Duan Yuan knew that it was the road he had walked. There was only one looming path, and since Duan Yuan didn't often come out and walk, it was almost impossible to see that there was still a road here.

The footsteps were very soft, and almost no sound could be heard. Obscured by weeds? washed away by the roar of the river? Maybe!

Unconsciously hugged the "Xiuji" in his arms tightly, as if he was embracing life, as if he wanted to hold it firmly in his hands. This time Duan Yuan wouldn't let go, the gale didn't blow it away, it was it that kept it to himself.

Duan Yuan was very grateful, he didn't know why, it seemed that at the moment, he didn't think about anything but the book in his arms.

The breeze blew his slightly moist lips dry again, and Duan Yuan didn't pay any more attention to it.

"Go Home ........."

In his muttering, Duan Yuan's voice was like a ghost, and the night gradually enveloped the forest. It makes this place even more eerie, and the gray pupils are set off like a pair of ghost eyes.

It's just that I heard that the ghost's eyes were green, and Duan Yuan's pupils were gray.

Stepping on a dead branch, with a squeak, the fragile dead branch breaks. Duan Yuan looked at the broken branch under his feet, and his eyes seemed to flash something.

Then he walked again towards the darker corners of the forest, as if to meet the embrace of darkness. Yes, there is no light, only the darkness of despair.

The mechanical movements, his hands tightly hugged him, and his trembling body made Duan Yuan look weak.

Suddenly, a glimmer of light flashed in Duan Yuan's eyes, "It's home, home ......"

In front of Duan Yuan, I saw a simple house standing in a vacant field. Next to the clearing was an ancient stone tablet, the handwriting on which was blurred.

There seems to be a touch of red shining faintly, I don't know if I notice it, it seems that the void seems to be imprisoned.

This forest is sheltered by this piece, and this little house is located here, but there are no fierce beasts to commit it.

The house is really very basic, with the occasional crack.

Covering an area of only about twenty square meters, an aura called so desolation enveloped the room. Faintly, people will wonder if a gust of wind will blow it.

If someone asked like this, then Duan Yuan would definitely retort angrily, although Duan Yuan hardly scolded anyone, he couldn't suppress the dissatisfaction in his heart, "No, you don't understand ........."

"Home! It's back, woo........."

Sooking slightly, Duan Yuan rushed to the small room with some trembling.

I almost fell to the ground and pushed open the old door, not knowing who had built such a humble hut here.

Compared to the bustle of Falling Star City, this place is almost like a beggar's residence. In fact, it's pretty much the same, if Duan Yuan was a beggar, it all made so much sense.

Pushing the door in, there were no extra furnishings, only a small bed, and a small desk next to the small bed, where Duan Yuan usually reads.

It can be seen that the color of the desk has begun to light in some places, which is caused by adult friction.

There was also a small stool, which was so basic. Well, there's also a window, but the window that could be considered a window is really......

"Ahem!" Coughing slightly, Duan Yuan felt that his wound had recurred.

Cover your chest and try to calm yourself.

"Me, ahem........."

There was not the slightest spit, because it had already dried up with the exhaustion of blood.

A faint touch of wetness slowly flowed into Duan Yuan's heart through the cover of his clothes.

His brows couldn't help frowning, and a heart-piercing pain struck. Duan Yuan's eyes rolled, and the wound in his heart finally erupted, holding on to the gray wall.

Gulping down, "Ahem!"

An intermittent cough rang out, echoing through the room. Duan Yuan's face was inexplicably ruddy, as if he was about to turn around, but that uncalm look seemed to be a return to the light.

"Am I going to die?"

Duan Yuan didn't know if he would die, maybe death was also a destination for him at this moment.

"Ahem......"

A silent cough, and the brain is like mush. It almost clogged that last feeling, pulled him into the bottomless abyss.

Suddenly, except for the darkness in front of him, Duan Yuan had no other feeling worthy of his nostalgia.

"Bang!"

Duan Yuan's body fell on the small bed, his eyes tightly closed. The corners of his mouth twitched, and after losing the idea of going home, after returning home was realized, that tenacious belief finally collapsed.

Bite your lip tightly and relax. His fingers were lying weakly, and his breathing was slowly weakening.

When the night entered the house, it was pitch black outside, only the strange wood that Duan Yuan had lit just now was still shining, and the glowing fire shone through the room around the room.

Faintly, an ancient stone tablet swayed, and suddenly a voice seemed to slowly pass from the darkness.

It was a slight footstep, very soft, and if it weren't for the broken leaves around, I'm afraid no one would have known that a stranger had arrived.

"Shhh

The sound is getting closer and closer, almost coming. A faint black shadow flickered in the flickering firelight, and it had come to the front of the room.........