Chapter 65: Bian Yao's helplessness

The Qianlian Volcanic Group is located at the eastern end of Huangzhou, nearly 10,000 miles away from Huangzhou City. Under normal circumstances, based on the speed at which the dreamwalker is running, it would take more than two months to make a round trip. Its geographical location is outside the borders of the state, nor is it within the borders of Dream Country, which is a vast borderless land.

Out of the East City Gate, the entire eastern suburbs with a radius of 300 miles are a crowded and complicated residential area. Among the four suburbs of Huangzhou City, the eastern suburbs have the largest population and the largest density, but there is nothing special about it.

In the afternoon, in a market town in the eastern suburbs, three young men and women walked in an orderly manner through the noisy streets. The girl walked in the front to open the way in high spirits, Bian Yao cautiously followed behind her without saying a word, and the young man in black walked at the end without saying a word.

In fact, at the beginning, Bian Yao, an outsider, was very consciously walking at the back, and he felt that it would be more appropriate to let the sister and brother walk in front. But as he walked, he didn't know what was going on, and the young man in black fell behind him and kept walking at the back.

Two hours have passed, and Bian Yao always feels a little strange about the fact that the young man in black is always behind him. But no matter how much he slows down, the boy will not go ahead of him. There were even two times when I stopped by pretending to look at a stall on the side of the street, only to stop the person behind me. This situation made Bian Yao feel puzzled! Every time he thought of the cold young man staring at his every move from behind, he would have a feeling of pins on his back, extremely uncomfortable, and he desperately restrained the urge to turn around.

"I said you two hurry up! really, why are you walking slower and slower?" the girl turned around from time to time to shout a few words, and reminded the two behind her in a complaining tone.

After nightfall, the three of them settled down in an inn on the outskirts. When Bian Yao entered his guest room and closed the door, he suddenly felt a sense of relief!

"I can't say anything tomorrow and let him walk behind me, that feeling is too uncomfortable, it can't go on like this!" Bian Yao lay on the bed with his eyes wide open, and said to himself secretly.

Early in the morning, before the morning sun rose, the three of them walked out of the inn.

The girl strode forward with a big grin, and it was not until she was half a mile away that she realized that the two had not followed, so she ran back angrily, and shouted at the two people standing at the door of the inn: "I said you two dead boys, what do you want to do if you don't leave here?"

Bian Yao twisted his head to the side, stretched out his hand to grab Rao at the back of his head, closed his mouth and didn't answer, pretending to be casual. The black-clothed young man stood there stunned, staring at Bian Yao with an expressionless face, his eyes revealing strangeness.

After seeing the posture of the two of them, the girl's pretty face showed a faint doubt, her eyes condensed into a bunch, and she moved back and forth on the two of them, and she didn't see what was going on for a long time.

"What the hell are you two doing? If you don't want to go back with me, I'll go alone! I don't ask for your help!" The girl feigned anger, stomped her foot and turned away.

When the girl walked dozens of steps away, the young man in black suddenly withdrew his gaze from Bian Yao and followed him.

Bian Yao stood quietly at the door of the inn, watching the sister and brother walk far away, then he sighed with a smile and strode to catch up.

In the afternoon, the three of them finally left the crowded and lively eastern suburbs. There are fewer and fewer houses, and the view gradually becomes wider. A hundred miles to the east, there is a constant crisscrossing of wilderness and plains, among which sparse villages loom and depend on the river to survive.

Walking on the wild road, the eyes are full of signs of withering left by winter, and the breath of spring has not yet fully awakened, and only the green shoots can be seen in the dry deep bushes. Occasionally, some wild creatures popped out of nowhere and came into the sight of the trio, adding some life to the decaying scene.

Bian Yao followed at the back not far or near, turning his head from time to time to look east and west. As he walked, he noticed that the two people in front of him had stopped.

The girl turned around and shouted at Bian Yao behind her with a smile: "Dead boy!

As soon as the words fell, the girl turned into a red shadow and flew forward. The black-clothed young man who followed behind paused, and his figure jumped forward abruptly, and he also shot out sharply. Bian Yao gritted his teeth, slammed his feet, and quickly chased after the two people in front of him.

After seeing the girl's running speed, Bian Yao finally confirmed that she had broken through to the realm of dream madness. As for the young man in black, he seemed to be relaxed and did not do his best at all.

The three of them ran quickly for nearly an hour, the girl always ahead of the curve, and the young man in black followed behind without hurry. As for Bian Yao, even if he was running rapidly, he was still more than half a mile behind the two people in front.

As time passed, Bian Yao began to feel physically exhausted, and his speed gradually slowed down, after all, his realm was still in the middle stage of the Dream Walker.

Nearly half an hour later, when the sun was already setting, the group of three stopped running and walked slowly, looking for a suitable place to live. For nearly three months, they slept in the wild every night.

Walking in the boundless wilderness, at a glance, there are few trees, but wild grass covers almost the entire area in view. It wasn't until the sunset in the western sky was about to dissipate that they stopped under a large withered tree.

"I'll sleep here tonight, you two don't have any opinions, right?" said the girl, and without waiting for anyone else to reply, she took care of herself to clear the dead branches and grass under the tree, and then took out the red blanket and spread it on the ground.

Bian Yao and the young man in black didn't squeak, and they acquiesced. Anyway, it's useless to have an opinion, and she still has the final say among the three.

As night falls, the stars begin to twinkle in the sky, and the February evening breeze is still a little chilly. They each ate the spirit fruit and sat around the tree in a triangular shape.

"Let me ask you, what happened at the door of the inn this morning? I see that you two are a little strange, is there something to hide from me?" the girl suddenly asked after eating a few spirit fruits.

For her questioning, the young man in black has always been cold-faced and silent. This is still very clear to my sister. Therefore, the girl seemed to be asking the two of them, but she was actually asking Bian Yao alone.

In order not to offend the sister and brother, and to avoid the girl's chatter, Bian Yao thought for a moment before pretending to be casual and said: "It's nothing, I'm just very curious about the sword cultivator and want to ask your brother something." ”

After listening to him, the girl suddenly laughed inexplicably, and said while laughing: "You still ask him... Cluck... I'm laughing to death... He didn't even answer my sister's questions, so it's no wonder that he would ignore you! I let you get along well, not expecting you to sit together and laugh and talk, but just hope that you won't have contradictions!"

Bian Yao pursed his lips and laughed secretly, and didn't pay attention to her, thinking that this stupid girl is too easy to deceive!

Different from the deep mountains and dense forests, in the relatively gentle wilderness, most of the animals that survive are low-level animals, but there are also a very small number of fierce and powerful beasts that will occasionally appear, so you still need to be cautious when staying at night.

After a moment of silence, Bian Yao asked, "Who will keep vigil first?"

"With him as a sword cultivator, there is no need for us dream cultivators to keep vigil. The girl grinned, and after a while, she fell asleep.

The cultivation method of sword cultivators is different from that of dream cultivation, when they meditate and cultivate, they absorb the aura between heaven and earth, so their ability to perceive the outside world is extremely strong.

An early dreamer's perception range is roughly around ten zhang. In other words, if a beast is attacking, it will not be detected by the sleeping dreamer until they are only ten zhang away from the dream cultivator. And an early sword maniac can sense movement within a radius of one mile when meditating and cultivating, and can instantly move from a state of meditation and cultivation to a state of battle. Of course, these advantages possessed by sword cultivators are only compared to mid- and low-level dream cultivators, once a dream cultivator breaks through the Supreme Dream Venerable realm, the scope of their perception crisis will be greatly improved!

Since there is no need to take turns to be on duty at night, Bian Yao is naturally happy to be leisurely. It was very hard and tiring to run, but he was not sleepy at the moment, and he was not in a hurry to enter his sleep to cultivate, so he simply lay down and looked up at the distant sky, silently counting the shining stars in the night sky.

Just as he was looking at the starry sky from afar, a black shadow flashed in front of him, and the black-clothed boy appeared beside him like a ghost.

"Are you really an orphan?" said the young man, who barely made a trace of emotion.

Bian Yao was confused by the sudden questioning, and slowly sat up and turned his head to look at the black-clothed young man standing aside, feeling a little puzzled in his heart. He was very surprised! He didn't expect this ruthless sword cultivator to take the initiative to talk to him, and he didn't know what he meant.

"Yes, my parents died when I was young. ”

"Why are you alone?" the black-clothed young man asked, his voice seemed to be a little eager, but it was forcibly suppressed.

Bian Yao didn't understand what he meant when he first heard it, but after thinking about it for a while, he realized that Xindao, a person with a withdrawn personality, spoke differently from others. The young man saw himself and He Qingyin walking together in Wufeng Town, but now he is alone. It is estimated that he has some doubts about himself because of this.

"That's my sister, not long after the two of us left Wufeng Town with the other cultivators, we met an old woman with white hair, who seemed to be a Dream King, and said that she wanted to take her as an apprentice. Although I was very reluctant, it was better to think about it than to follow me around, so I agreed to let her fly away with my sister. Bian Yao quickly turned his brain and told the lie that the night corpse had already made up for himself.

The young man was silent for a while, and then asked, "What should you do when you meet in the future?"

"Then it depends on the will of God! It is naturally good to have the opportunity to meet again, if we can't see each other again, I hope she can live better than me. Bian Yao played casually, perhaps because the tone was mixed with a bit of emotion, so that people couldn't distinguish the truth from the fake.

The young man in black didn't say anything more, and he couldn't see the expression on his face clearly in the night. After asking three simple questions, he silently turned around and returned to his original place.

Bian Yao was secretly happy that he had successfully fooled him, but there was a vague strange and inexplicable feeling in his heart, but he couldn't say it specifically. In short, he felt incomprehensible about the strange behavior of the boy in black!

The night is boundless, and the silent night passes slowly in the wind and grass.

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