Meng Lin silently followed behind the man in front of her, never taking her eyes off for a moment.

The newly-born Xiao Yilan may have really become a tree spirit clan, from the extreme south to the north, all kinds of fierce beasts and monsters along the way have not been encountered, at most they can only hear the rough beast howls from afar.

And on this way, Xiao Yilan, who was instructed by the ancient tree god to take Meng Lin with him, did not use his great magical powers to hurry, and still used his feet to trek through the hot and muddy land of southern Xinjiang. He also controlled his speed all the time, so that Meng Lin could keep up and not distance himself from him.

He seemed to be able to feel Meng Lin's various feelings at any time, when Meng Lin was physically exhausted, he slowed down and rested, and every morning when Meng Lin opened his eyes, he could see him get up and prepare to move forward. Meng Lin also tried to talk to him, but he often just kept silent, only saying short and clear words, such as "to the left", "take a break", "you eat" and so on.

Meng Lin still didn't give up, more often than not, it seemed to talk to herself, telling him about their encounter, and the interesting stories of the group along the way to the south, she also talked about her origins and how she met her adoptive father Meng Lao. She didn't even tell the previous Xiao Yilan about these things, because that was her scar, and every time she uncovered it, it was a bloody past.

But now, she can speak easily, like telling a story, and tell Xiao Yilan softly, peacefully and gently. Xiao Yilan never responded, but Meng Lin believed that he was listening, even if it wasn't him, the quirky young man who always had a smile in his depths would listen to this past.

Meng Lin has been with Xiao Yilan for a month, or two months, she has no idea, she can only roughly estimate. For her, there is only the figure in front of her, day or night.

But she could also notice that the rich, deep green had faded away, replaced by farmland, stone houses, and sometimes glimpses of passers-by with hoes and poles, looking at the two in rags with inexplicable expressions. She finally realized that they had moved away from southern Xinjiang.

Neither Xiao Yilan nor the Ancient Tree God told Meng Lin where they were going, but Meng Lin had already guessed it.

Since it is a place for people to re-acquaint themselves with Xiao Yilan, it should be the place that connects him with the past.

Benhai City. Meng Lin secretly sneered, it was not enough for the ancient tree god to crush his heart, perhaps because he felt that Xiao Yilan still had some past and needed to be cut off one by one.

Meng Lin numbly walked behind Xiao Yilan, and suddenly caught a glimpse of something familiar nearby. She was stunned for a moment, and then all kinds of memories flashed in front of her eyes. These memories were only a year ago, but they felt like a lifetime away to her.

She thought of something, eagerly accelerated her progress, caught up with Xiao Yilan in front, grabbed his arm, and asked repeatedly, "Do you really remember here?"

Although the mountains and forests are similar, Meng Lin, who has lived and hunted here for several years, recognized at a glance that the official road under his feet was the road to Fencheng, Pingzhou. This is in Pingzhou, only two or three miles away from Meng Lao's old house.

Since Xiao Yilan deliberately took himself to revisit his hometown, it means that he still remembers this place and remembers the place he first met!

Meng Lin was full of enthusiasm and expectation, looking at Xiao Yilan, but Xiao Yilan was still as wooden as a stone, and slowly turned his head and replied, "I don't remember." ”

"That'...... Then why did you come here on purpose! Go to Benhai City and go east, isn't it a detour here?" Meng Lin seemed to have grasped a flaw and continued to ask, while his heartbeat quietly accelerated. To be honest, she didn't know what she was expecting, could it be that after being exposed by herself, he would take off this cold mask and smile at herself and say, "You found out"? She didn't know, and she didn't dare to think about it, but inexplicably with this expectation, she only stared at Xiao Yilan with bated breath, trying to read even a trace of fluctuation from his face.

Xiao Yilan just shook his head lightly and said, "Let's not go to Benhai City, let's go to Yunzhou." This road is the closest. ”

This answer made Meng Lin stunned for a moment, and then another basin of cold water extinguished her enthusiasm from head to toe. She nodded, and followed silently.

She suddenly understood, even if she tried her best to prove that Xiao Yilan's memory was still there, it was meaningless. He did remember, remembered himself, remembered this place, but he was so indifferent that he didn't want to take a detour so as not to arouse his suspicions.

Who cares what a stranger thinks of themselves?

Meng Lin was confused, like a walking corpse.

After a few more days, the mountains and forests gradually decreased, and were replaced by vast and empty plains. On the autumn plain, a withered yellow spreads out like ink, replacing the lush color of the plain, just like Meng Lin's mood.

The silhouette of Cloudsdale in the distance also gradually appeared in front of him. Xiao Yilan did not stop, his face did not change, and he walked forward, as if walking towards a strange city and facing a group of strangers.

The two of them appeared on the huge plain, and they walked straight in the direction of Cloud City, and the soldiers on the city wall looked at each other.

"Stop!" shouted the soldiers on the city walls.

Xiao Yilan said flatly, his voice was very soft, but as if the wind was helping him, he handed the voice to the ears of the soldiers.

"Xiao Yilan in southern Xinjiang, I want to see King Chengji. ”

The soldiers on the city wall glanced at each other, they didn't know what southern Xinjiang was, but when they heard Xiao Yilan's three words, their eyes lit up.

It is rumored that the second son of Chengji Wangfu is traveling, Xiao Mu has always been worried in his heart, after all, Benhai City has fallen, and he is also worried that Xiao Yilan went to Benhai City when he came back, and it happened to fall into the hands of Wei Zhuoxi again. He didn't want Xiao Yizhan's tragedy to happen again, so he also specially asked the city defense to pay attention to when his young son, who had not heard from him for several months, would suddenly return.

So the soldiers hurriedly sent people down to the city to inform Xiao Mu. Xiao Yilan waited patiently under the city, and soon, a row of heads emerged from the city wall, and the first ones were Xiao Mu and Li Xianru and his wife.

Xiao Mu saw the young man standing in the wilderness at a glance, followed by a delicate girl, he was suddenly overjoyed, and hurriedly beckoned the soldiers to open the city gate.

Xiao Yilan then stepped into the city, but Meng Lin suddenly stopped. Xiao Yilan noticed that Meng Lin didn't follow, and glanced back at her, but Meng Lin was like seeing a ghost, her face was bleak, but she still had a slightly bitter smile.

She was suddenly frightened, and the confidence she had forced on herself along the way had been shattered. If the people in the city in front of him can't get back the original Xiao Yilan, then Meng Lin has no choice. The words of the ancient tree god were still in her ears, and the answer seemed to be right in front of her, but she suddenly did not dare to lift this veil, and did not dare to know where this road would eventually lead. She took a few steps back, almost deserted.

Xiao Yilan only looked at her quietly, and after confirming that she had no intention of going all the way with him, he turned around and walked towards the city gate.

The soldiers who led the way didn't understand the situation of the two at all, but their target was only Xiao Yilan, although he glanced curiously at Meng Lin, who was walking outside the city, he still led Xiao Yilan into the city.

They took Xiao Yilan all the way to the meeting hall on the city wall, thinking that Xiao Mu and Li Xianru couldn't wait to meet their son, who had not seen him for several months.

Meng Lin took more than ten steps back, sitting alone on the wilderness, looking at the city tower, with her eyesight, she was enough to see the situation on the city tower.

But she was depressed and couldn't keep her spirits up. Maybe she didn't care about what happened on the city tower for a long time, but there was a shallow hope that forced her to stay as a witness.

Xiao Mu saw Xiao Yilan, who had just seen half of his figure from the steps of the city tower, and stepped forward with a sturdy bear hug in two steps, while Li Xianru quietly wiped his tears behind him.

"You kid is finally back!Who is that girl?Why don't you bring it back for us to see?" Xiao Mu laughed.

Li Xianru carefully noticed that this naughty and mischievous son seemed to be different from the past, but he only made progress after the experience, so he didn't care much, and asked softly: "Your tree spirit, have you been sent back to southern Xinjiang?"

"Sent back. Xiao Yilan replied.

Xiao Mu didn't know why, when Xiao Yilan left, he was still fighting outside, and later he only listened to Li Xianru explain a little. However, he didn't care about any tree spirits at this time, and patted Xiao Yilan's shoulder with satisfaction: "Good boy has made progress, and he can do things!"

Li Xianru glanced at him with disgust and said: "Yilan has come back from so far away, and I am not in a hurry to listen to your lecture, I have just sent someone to prepare hot water, let him go to rest first, and bring the girl outside the city in, and then we will wash the dust for Yilan." She also had an unconcealable smile on her face, turned to Xiao Yilan and smiled: "It's a pity that Ying'er's girl was willful and ran away, otherwise she would have been very happy to see you come back." ”

"Yes, yes!" Xiao Mu nodded again and again.

Li Xianru pulled Xiao Yilan to the residence, but was surprised to find that Xiao Yilan broke free of his hand with a slight force.

"Xiao Yilan is here to warn the prince and his wife that the catastrophe in the world is coming. Xiao Yilan bowed down suddenly.

His behavior and tone were very strange, and Xiao Mu and Li Xianru were stunned, Xiao Mu touched his stubble, and asked with a smile: "What do you call this king?"

"Xiao Yilan in the past has died in southern Xinjiang, and today's Xiao Yilan is a practitioner of southern Xinjiang, running to avoid catastrophe for the world. Xiao Yilan lowered his head, his voice was flat and bland, without a trace of emotion.

Everyone on the city wall looked at each other when they heard this, Xiao Mu and Li Xianru frowned even more, the person in front of them was clearly the young son Xiao Yilan who had been looking forward to it for several months, but the two realized at this time that the person in front of them seemed to be a little different from the young man they were familiar with.

It seems to be wearing a mask, and the appearance and body shape are completely the same, but it seems to be a different person. Xiao Mu asked, "What do you mean?"

"The four spirits are about to rise, and the world will be the enemy. Xiao Yilan asked word by word.

Xiao Mu's expression changed color suddenly.