The whole land was filled with the smell of fields, and it was the season when the wheat was ripe, and at the intersection of the fields, a stream fell from the top of the rocky hill, and before the middle of the hill turned into vapour, but this did not make the atmosphere here much colder, and the ears of wheat seemed to be fuller because they were bathed in light vapor. When the wind blows, the whole wheat field turns into a flowing painting of warm colors.

In the middle of the wheat field, there is a stone castle, only four stories high, but the style is rustic, and the traces left on the stone surface by the wind and rain seem to record its long history. Sunlight would shine into the castle through a windowless arch, and shine on a small lightweight, carved door with a picture of the gods, and a black rope tied to the handle of the doorknob, the end of which was tied to the neck of a cat that was completely black, and the black fur slept lazily in the warm light, wagging its tail occasionally, perhaps in a dream.

The room behind the door is still old-fashioned, whether it is furniture or carpet, it is too exotic. The window was open, and outside the window was an endless wheat field surging in the wind, and by the window was a table with candlesticks, on which half of the candles were left, and the wax lay peacefully in the hollow at the bottom, and the bell sat at the table.

The wound on the bell's body was gone, her face was quiet, but with a little sadness, she stared out the window at the wheat field, the fragrance of the ears of wheat blown yellow by the autumn wind, as if the summer wind chimes echoed in her heart. Then the door opened, and one foot stepped over the sleeping black cat, which only pricked up its ears, and after a few breaths, fell asleep again.

Bell turned his head and saw the familiar stranger, he had wheat-colored curly hair, and his eyebrows were a little tired, but when he looked closely, he was born with some heroism. His eyes are aqua blue, and looking at them can make people feel calm, and there is a slight beard on his face, which looks a little sloppy and not very white, but it is very comfortable to look at, especially his lips that seem to be smiling but not smiling, and also contain the warmth and aroma of wheat fields, he is dressed like a servant, but he is the noblest servant, holding two wine glasses in one hand, and dragging a silver plate in the other, on which are two porcelain plates, which contain snacks overflowing with the fragrance of wheat.

The man placed the idea lightly in front of the bell, then put down the wine glass, and out of nowhere took out a wine jug with a curved mouth, which was poured into the wine glass at an angle, not the wine, but the fragrant milk, which made people smell very appetizing.

Although the bell didn't want to deal with it, he still couldn't resist the temptation of the wheat fragrance and the milky fragrance, and made an elegant sketch, not forgetting to wipe his lips with a handkerchief, and then said to the man: "What are you waiting for?" The wheat is already yellow. ”

"No," the man's voice was soft, "not mature enough." ”

"Didn't you say that the wheat fragrance is the strongest now?" Bell said, holding a wine glass, looking at the wheat field outside the window.

The man's tone was always slow, very pleasant to listen to, and he replied, "When it loses its aroma, it means that it has accumulated connotation, Yuke, this is what you told me." ”

"I'm not Yuke!" The bell suddenly raised her voice, she glared at the man, and continued, "I've said it many times, are you listening?" You also know very well that I can't be the one I was three thousand years ago. ”

"Sorry, I forgot for a moment." The man's eyes looked at the bell, always with tenderness, he was the great ghost who took the bell away that night, his yin and evil qi disappeared completely, no one would associate him with the demon that night, and he also changed from the hatred of the bell at the beginning, to a kind of "love and pity", this peaceful and warm attitude, probably he used to be the state of the girl named Yuke.

The man continued, "Bell girl, do you still need a snack?" ”

Bell placed the wine glass on the table, a little annoyed between his eyebrows, and replied, "I just need you to let me go, even if my partner shows me up." ”

"You don't need a partner, Bell Girl, I'm enough."

The bell snorted and turned her head, and she was also worn out of any temper from the initial resistance and annoyance. This man named Baron Lutinka, the Great Warlord, was so powerful that the bell abandoned any idea of resisting, and lo and behold, the obedient black cat tied to the doorknob was not her patron saint, the Demon Tiger who was close to the realm of abandonment?

Baron Lutinka didn't talk to the bell about his life and memories of Yuke, he really regarded the bell as a woman who was not Yuke but looked like Yuke, and he did have thousands of years of resentment and hatred in his heart, which would erupt again when he really saw Yuke, but at this moment, he was very willing to calm down and enjoy the good time he had with Bell.

And Baron Lutinka did not hide what he wanted to do, he kept an ancient forbidden art called the Seven Souls. It is a kind of ghost magic, using the flesh of this world as a carrier, summoning the soul of the previous life, and the power of its technique is that it can restore the soul of the previous life to ninety percent of its life, almost no difference from the previous life of the living, but Baron Lutinka does not care about this, he will tear it apart as soon as Yuke returns.

The conditions required for the launch of the Seven Souls Technique are very harsh, if you want to recall the soul of the previous life, you must find the reincarnation of the soul in this life, this has been completed, Baron Lutinka determined that the bell is Yuke's current life, and then the energy stone, that is, the cold stone, which probably needs more than 30,000 catties, in addition, a red stone, at least in the world that Mu Ziyun and others have passed through, there is no such stone, but fortunately, the short sword inserted in Baron Lutinka's chest is inlaid with one. At this time, due to the existence of illusion, the short sword has disappeared, and Baron Lutinka has no wings, no different from mortals.

The Seven Souls also requires a wheat grass plant and a bone of a rare beast (it must be a strange beast). The wheat grass was ripening outside the window, and Baron Lutinka also felt the breath of the so-called strange beasts in this sea. I believe that it will not be long before Yuke will really return to Baron Lutinka.

On the other side, Huzi and Du Xiaoyue went together to gather the people of the Dark Alliance who had escaped, and by the way, they released the news, and all the members of the Dark Alliance worked together to find out the news of the kite, while Fang Tianmu and Mu Ziyun searched for the traces of the bell with their feelings. The flames are always the first to bring new information, but none of them carry bells. Mu Ziyun fell from the sky sadly, wandering between heaven and earth, his heart became more and more lonely, and he accidentally walked to a field scattered with the fragrance of wheat, he looked up and saw an endless ear of wheat, and the castle in the ear of wheat was also quiet like a stone embedded in the painting.

He took a step towards the castle in a panic, and finally stopped in the wheat field, and he bowed his head gloomily, thinking to himself, such a peaceful place, still beautiful, but at the moment he had not had a chance to touch it, and his bell must have been tormented in some miserable place. turned into a flame, returned to the high clouds, and once again looked for the figure that passed by him.

Of course, he couldn't sense the breath of the bell, because in front of Baron Lutinka, Mu Ziyun was too immature.

Mu Ziyun and Fang Tianmu met again, they looked for the north together, perhaps it was fate, they came to the "Kingdom of Heaven" for the first time (one of the original Seventeen Heavenly Palace Dou, the most mysterious Heavenly Palace Dou, independent of the sky, is an island in the sky), and here, encountered a gust of wind.

Perhaps there was a vestige of a true god in this heavenly palace, but neither of them had any intention of approaching it, and although the breath was ordinary and silent everywhere, they believed that the bell and the ghost would not appear in the "kingdom of heaven". Under the kingdom of heaven is a scorched black ruins, which is probably the tragic scene after the nobles of Lin Wang Bin in Beijiao were destroyed and destroyed.

Mu Ziyun felt the familiar energy, he looked down, there was a gust of evil wind dancing wildly between the black coke, and his heart was aroused, but he pressed the fire bead and the thunder soul back, then raised his head, and continued to fly away without paying attention.

And at this moment, Mu Ziyun, Fang Tianmu, the kite in the distance, the bell in the wheat field, and the same sound sounded in their ears without knowing where they were, and a kind of anger also appeared in their hearts, it seemed to be a provocation to them from a certain place in the sea area, a certain creature, that was an unforgivable disobedience, about the rules, about the heart.

Nan Jue's words: I really feel more and more struggling, and the writing is very anxious and laborious. The third volume has begun the final part, and the stories of the seventeen Heavenly Palace Fights must be completed in the final climax, "Lucky" and "Xia", the Dosselak Pirates and the Gudanlulu Clan, the Cloud Spine Knights and the Hanging Tan Clan, the Ghost Country and the Gravediggers, the Taoist and the Birdmen, the Moon God Clan and the Lilliputian Kingdom, and the most mysterious Heavenly Kingdom, that is, the "False Sky City", some of their stories have not yet begun, but they have all entered the final climax stage.

This will be a climax period that will last for a long time, maybe the storytelling and interspersing will become very unexpected, the characters and pictures will be colorful in the next world, each of them should be alive, flesh and blood, Nan Jue will dedicate his body and mind to this climax.

I haven't been able to write well these times, on the one hand, because of the pressure of life, on the other hand, because of the blockage of ideas, when I put out the details, I found that there are too many stories waiting for me to tell, then, I can't move an inch. But I'll make each line clear enough.

If you're reading me, excuse me, let me hear a little echo, the world isn't over yet, and when it comes to its full glory, I'm sure it's a world I'll be proud of.