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In the Imperial City of Middle Earth, outside the Yuan Mansion, Yan Shuai and Xiaomeng came together.

Yan Shuai said: "Xiaomeng, don't you want to wait for a moment?"

With the return of Meng Sanqian and others, Xiao Mengzi also learned the news of Meng Po in Yuanfu.

She didn't linger for a moment, and hurried here.

At this time, Xiaomeng stopped under the moon.

The wind, stirring her hair, tears, hazy her eyes.

She didn't respond to Yan Shuai, only paused for a moment, and then walked to the door.

Before the hand reached out touched the clasp, the door opened sideways.

Then he saw that the walker looked at Yan Shuai and Xiaomeng with a smile.

"Why are you two here late at night?"

Xiaomeng was stunned and said, "I'm here to find someone." ”

The walker said, "Looking for someone?"

Xiaomeng nodded and said, "Senior Meng Po should be in your mansion right now, right? ”

The walker was slightly stunned, and just thought about refusing politely, when a voice suddenly sounded in his mind:

"Okay, old man, let them come to the backyard. ”

The walker turned sideways and opened the gate of the Yuan Mansion.

Xiaomeng was also not polite, looked at Yan Shuai, and turned to enter the Yuan Mansion together.

At this time, Qianyu and the others had already rested, and the entire Yuan Mansion seemed quiet and peaceful.

The walker said, "Please come with me, two of you." ”

With that, the walker walked towards the backyard.

Xiaomeng nodded, and even behind the walker, it was Yan Shuai, if he had doubts, his eyes wandered in the countless scrolls hanging in the corridor.

For a moment, Yan Shuai's face changed drastically, and his gaze froze.

I saw that on the picture scroll that fluttered in the wind, there was a man painted with a three-foot green bamboo in one hand.

"Huh?"

Yan Shuai frowned, under the light moon in this quiet night, his heart was trembling.

After a moment of delay, Yan Shuai walked to the backyard of the Yuan Mansion again and again with full of doubts.

After a while, the two of them came to the backyard under the leadership of the walker.

At this time, in that pavilion, there were two people sitting and standing.

The one who was sitting, with a pale face, was Meng Po.

Standing, the white-clothed Shengxue, is Tianyi.

Tianyi turned his back to Yan Shuai and Xiaomeng, his white hair like a waterfall, flowing and unrestrained, rippling in the breeze.

Meng Po looked at the two of them with a smile, her eyebrows were kind, and she said, "Xiaomeng, are you here for the wordless battle monument?"

Xiao Meng bowed his head, and didn't care about Tianyi who was beside him, and went straight to Meng Po's side.

"Senior Meng Po, on the same day, you received the wordless battle monument as a gift to me, but your divine sense..."

Speaking of this, Xiaomeng bowed her head slightly, as if she was a little embarrassed.

Yan Shuai was silent, and after glancing at Meng Po, his gaze fixed on Tianyi's body.

Meng Po said: "As far as the old body is concerned, when Japan is a mortal situation, if I die, the divine consciousness left on the wordless battle monument will also dissipate. ”

As she spoke, she sighed lightly, and then said: "As everyone knows, after the mountains and rivers are restored, I see a village again." When I woke up, I knew you were coming for me. I just didn't expect you to come so quickly. ”

Xiaomeng said eagerly: "Then the seniors are willing to take back the divine consciousness left on the wordless battle monument?"

Meng Po paused and said, "Xiaomeng, do you know that sometimes it's better to live under your imagination than to know the truth." ”

After the words fell, Meng Po looked at Xiaomeng with a deep expression.

At the same time, she waved her hand.

"Whew!"

Then I saw that in the wordless battle monument that fell in Xiaomeng's palm, there was a sudden glimmer of light.

Meng Po said: "Xiaomeng, at the moment, this wordless battle monument has become an ownerless thing, as for what to do next, the choice is yours." ”

Xiaomeng froze in place, and the turmoil in his heart could not be calmed down for a long time.

She looked at the wordless battle monument in her palm in a daze, and the whole person looked confused.

For a while, Xiaomeng bowed to Meng Po, and then left away.

She left in such a hurry that she didn't even have time to speak to Yan Shuai's branch.

In this regard, Yan Shuai was not moved.

He didn't leave with Xiaomeng, and still stopped in the pavilion.

Seeing this, Meng Po was suspicious: "You still don't want to leave?"

Yan Shuai paused, looked at Tianyi's back and said, "Some things, some people, let me stay." ”

Meng Po was stunned for a moment and said, "What is the matter, and what kind of person is the person?"

Yan Shuai said: "Things are things in the painting, and people are people in the painting." ”

"Oh?"

Meng Po was slightly surprised, and didn't respond anything, just turned her head to look at Tianyi.

Tianyi stood with his hands in his hands, looked at the bright moon sky, and said, "Thief Shuai, you may show your eyes to see the sea of stars?"

"Thief?"

Hearing these two words, Yan Shuai suddenly changed his appearance.

It's his nickname, and it's what he's proud of.

But at this time, this title came out of the mouth of an irrelevant person, so how could he not be stunned?

Stunned, Yan Shuai said, "Before I raise my head to look at the sea of stars, how many questions might Your Excellency answer me?"

Tianyi said: "A few can't do it, but one can." ”

Yan Shuai frowned and said, "Who is Your Excellency?"

Tianyi smiled and said, "You only have one chance to ask questions, you can think about it before you speak." ”

Yan Shuai said, "How do you know my identity?"

Tianyi said: "Don't forget to tell me." ”

"Don't forget?"

Yan Shuai was stunned, and involuntarily asked, "Do you know each other?"

Tianyi said: "This seems to be the second problem. ”

Yan Shuai cut his teeth, a little helpless.

After calming down, he walked to Tianyi's side, and then stretched his eyes to look at the sky.

There, the stars fell into the sky in the form of chess cloth, and the night of the heavenly steps came with a hint of coldness.

At this time, a breeze blew and lifted Tianyi's messy long hair.

Yan Shuai glanced sideways, and faintly saw a pair of deep and melancholy eyes that were as white as snow.

At this moment, Tianyi was very quiet, standing quietly and silently.

The two of them didn't say anything, they both raised their eyes to look at the long sky, looking at the starry sky that shrouded the four fields.

I don't know when, the Meng Po people have disappeared into the pavilion.

There was silence for a long time before Tianyi spoke: "Brother Thief, do you know the Holy King Academy?"

Yan Shuai nodded and said, "I know." ”

Tianyi said: "Then do you know that in the Holy King Academy, there is a disciple named Hu Niu?"

Yan Shuai didn't make a sound, only listened quietly, his eyes still staying in the sky.

Tianyi said: "Hu Niu said, only by looking up at the starry sky can you see hope, I don't know what you see?"

Yan Shuai said: "I saw the starry sky. ”

Tianyi smiled, and the smile was meaningful.

Yan Shuai frowned slightly, and said, "Then what did Your Excellency see?"

Tianyi said: "I saw the emptiness. ”

"Empty?"

Yan Shuai's brows couldn't help but become more condensed, and said, "But the sky of the starry sky?"

Tianyi shook his head and said, "It's empty and empty." ”

When the words fell, Tianyi's figure scattered with the wind.

In the blink of an eye, Yan Shuai was the only one left in the entire pavilion, and he looked at the location where Tianyi Shicai was.

There, there was already no one, but faintly, there was an elegant and elegant figure hidden.

Yan Shuai's face was full of surprise, and he sighed secretly: "Who are you?"

......

Besides, Xiaomeng, after leaving the Yuan Mansion alone, he went straight out of the Imperial City of Middle-earth.

In the suburbs, the wind is cold, and there is a little cold.

Xiao Meng walked in the cold wind of the wilderness regardless of the way he came, walking, the starlight gradually fading, and the sky was gloomy.

For a moment, there was a sudden wind and light rain in the sky, drifting and falling, like a whisper, whispering and hearing each other, like crying and complaining.

Xiaomeng stopped and stood quietly, letting the raindrops hit her body in wisps, and she didn't move.

In her hands, she clutched the wordless battle monument tightly.

The rain is falling, the fog is long, the raindrops are invisible, and they are innumerable.

Even so, the raindrops that slipped from the canopy of heaven were so clearly dripping on Xiaomeng's body.

In a short time, the slanting wind and drizzle passed away, and the wind became more rampant, and the rain became angry, and the boundless darkness fell into fear.

"Boom..."

Under the storm, there were tears flowing down Xiaomeng's eyes.

At this moment, the rain wets the tears, and the tears wet the rain.

I don't know if it's tears raining down, or it's raining like tears, or both?

After a long silence, Xiao Meng separated a trace of divine consciousness and leaned into the wordless battle monument.

Immediately after, her figure disappeared, leaving only the wind and rain in the sky, wantonly washing the red dust.

......

A lost tobacco, a desolate.

The cool breeze and cold dew, the bleak sky, in all directions, but the rest of the flat sand is reckless, the distant shadow of Feihong, and the path is covered with yellow dust.

Looking for the path, there is a deserted hut, which is fragmented and broken, but it is difficult to hide the moss on the wall.

Outside the house, the wind and sand blew, and the courtyard was in a mess.

There, the dust was far away, far farther than the flat sand in front of me.

Xiaomeng walked with tears in his eyes, and after a while, his people had already arrived in that courtyard.

The courtyard was empty, except for a stone monument standing in the courtyard.

The stele was covered with traces of time, and the dirt was condensed layer after layer, and the true face of the stele could not be seen.

Xiaomeng looked at the stone tablet in a daze, and the tears in her eyes couldn't stop flowing down, like a river bursting its embankment.

After a moment's pause, she reached out and swept away the dirt and debris on the stele.

When it came out, I saw that on the stone tablet, the pen showed two lines of handwriting:

"The world is in the south and the earth, where can Qiankun accommodate crazy people?"

"Righteous courage is full of courage, loyal liver covers the earth. ”

Seeing this, Xiaomeng slowly closed her eyes, but she couldn't stop the coming of tears.

"Brother Xuan..."

She called softly, softly, but full of sadness.

At this moment, the mutation protruded, and only a burst of trembling sounded - "Boom..."

Suddenly, the flying sand was like a curtain, raising the wind and dust.

The wind is calm, and the sand is stopped.

Beside Xiaomeng, a figure of a man appeared at some point.

This man, like a flying cloud, his ragged clothes are lonely with the wind, adding a bit of desolation.

He didn't look at Xiaomeng, and he didn't see what he was doing, but he sighed: "The vast earth, a sword can be broken." After all, it can't withstand the wind and rain, and the ground is red. A little sad, just as usual. ”

As he spoke, the man shook his head and pondered, then turned to look at Xiang Xiaomeng, who had a delicate face, but could not hide the confusion in his expression.

"Brother Xuan?"

Seeing the man, Xiaomeng was stunned.

She looked at him stupidly, as if she were in a trance.

In this regard, the man was unmoved, and only looked at Xiaomeng, his demeanor was ruthless and indifferent.

At this moment, the Dreamers had already pounced.

In the blink of an eye, there was already a coquettish body in the man's arms.

"Brother Xuan, great! You're still alive! You're still alive......"

Xiaomeng hugged the man tightly, choking up while wading through tears.

The man remained unmoved, motionless as a clay sculpture of wood.

After not seeing anything for a long time, Xiaomeng slowly raised her head, and when she saw the man's indifferent face, she was stunned, and even stopped with tears.

"Brother Xuan?"

Xiaomeng called softly.

The man did not respond, and the dullness in his eyes came without concealment.

Xiaomeng put aside his arms, firmly held the man's arms with both hands, and said, "Brother Xuan, don't you remember me? I'm Xiaomeng, it's your Xiaomeng!"

As he spoke, tears involuntarily dripped out.

The man was unmoved, and looked down at Xiaomeng.

At this moment, a streamer of light suddenly fell from the sky.

In the streamer, there is a touch of familiarity that makes Xiaomeng very familiar.

That breath is Xiaomeng's divine sense.

Before Xiao Mengmeng could say anything, the streamer flew down on the top of the man's head, and then submerged into his body.

Xiaomeng looked at all this in a daze, as if she had lost her soul.

With the occurrence of this abnormal change, the man's expression suddenly changed.

I saw that his originally sluggish expression suddenly became a lot clearer.

Xiaomeng was about to speak, but the man suddenly knelt on the ground.

"Master!"

Hearing these two words, Xiaomeng only felt that she was hit by a thunderbolt from the sky, and the whole person froze.

She looked at the man in amazement, her face full of disbelief.

"Master, I'm not your master, I'm your Xiaomeng, the Xiaomeng waiting for your return... Brother Xuan..."

After being stunned, Xiaomeng cried out loud, and her words trembled.

Hearing this, the man frowned and said, "Master, I am the spirit of the wordless battle tablet, not the master's Brother Xuan." ”

As soon as the man's words fell, Xiao Meng suddenly shouted, "You stop me!"

Seeing this, the man fell silent, and the whole person bowed to the ground.

Xiaomeng looked at the man, tears flowed uncontrollably.

After a while, she suppressed her sorrow and said, "Get up." ”

The man stood up obediently.

Xiaomeng looked at the man and said, "You said that I am your master, so is everything arranged by me?"

The man nodded and said firmly, "Yes!"

Xiaomeng said: "Well, from now on, you can't call me master, you can call me Xiaomeng, or Meng'er." ”

The man paused slightly, then bowed his head.

Xiaomeng said: "Also, I want you to remember that you are not the spirit of the wordless battle tablet. ”

The man said, "Master..."

Before the man could finish his words, Xiaomeng was already glaring at him with a cold eye.

The man understood and said, "Xiaomeng, if I am not the spirit of the wordless battle tablet, who am I?"

Xiao Meng tried his best to control his emotions and said, "Your name is Leng Xuan, and you are a madman. ”

"Leng Xuan?"

The man was stunned, repeating the words in his mouth.

Xiaomeng nodded and said, "Can you leave the wordless battle monument and go to the outside world?"

The man shook his head and said, "No." ”

Xiaomeng said: "I know. ”

As she spoke, her figure rose into the air, and in a short time, her person had disappeared without a trace.

The man looked at the direction of Xiaomeng's departure, his eyebrows were deep, and he said, "This master of mine, why is it so strange?"

He shook his head for a moment, and then muttered: "My name is Leng Xuan, I am a fanatic, I can't call the master the master, I have to call her Xiaomeng, or Meng'er......"

As he spoke, the man's figure grew farther and farther away in the reckless wind and sand.

......

At the same time, the backyard of the Yuan Mansion.

In the pavilion, Tianyi's figure went and returned.

At this moment, he was sitting alone in the pavilion, with a jar of flower wine on the table.

Just as Tian Yi was drinking to himself, a sudden turmoil in time and space arose beside him.

Then I saw that Ah Biao's figure appeared.

"Master Bai, it's late at night, why are you drinking alone in the wind?"

Ah Biao sat down and looked at Tianyi with a smile.

Tianyi paused and said, "Isn't there still you?"

Ah Biao smiled: "That's right, and me." ”

As he spoke, he waved his hand, and a jar of flower wine appeared in his hand.

After the silence, Tianyi said: "Ah Biao, are you here to accompany me?"

Ah Biao said: "Haven't I always been by your side?"

When the words fell, Ah Biao smiled slightly, and the smile was meaningful.

Tianyi smiled, and then lifted the flower wine on the table and drank it.

Seeing this, Ah Biao also lifted the wine jar to his mouth.

After a while, Ah Biao said: "Master Bai, the person you want to see, you have seen it, the person you don't want to see, do you plan to see it, or not?"

Tianyi smiled and said, "Sometimes, I want to see but I can't see it, and I don't want to see it but I want to see it." ”

Ah Biao said: "So, Master Bai is planning to meet?"

Tianyi nodded and said, "Actually, I don't know if he is the person I want to meet, not the person I don't want to see." ”

Ah Biao said: "Therefore, there is no line of action, there is no word for words, and there is no cultivation for cultivation." Those who will be close to you, and those who are lost are far away. ”

......

On this occasion, the land of the North Hades, Xuanwu City, and the North Hades Pavilion.

In a mountain stream and deep valley, the river is rushing and turbulent, the water falls like snow, the turquoise stone is strange, and it is mixed with famous flowers.

Outside the river, there is a simple stone bridge, at this moment, on the stone bridge, there is a woman.

The woman's face is like a hibiscus, her eyebrows are like willows, she is wearing a big red silk skirt, the neckline is very low, and her eyes that are more delicate than peach blossoms are very attractive.

She had snow-like skin, her black hair was tied up in a high bun, and her beaded ornaments shone harshly in the sunlight.

In addition to the silence, the woman's bright red lips rose slightly, raising her eyes and farsighted, and the touch of her eyes could be windy and moony.

"Whoa!"

At this moment, two streamers of light fell down.

Then I saw that Jian Qiu and the broken figures were reflected on the long bridge.

Jian Qiu looked at the woman and said, "Sujing, you're back." ”

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