The boy did not come back to his senses until they left, and his face was not excited to see the innate means, but a little gloomy and lonely.

He silently picked up the money and food left by Di Yunting and walked out of the restaurant, the scene in front of him made him stunned, the buildings in the town seemed to be weathered, quickly became old, and became dilapidated in the blink of an eye. The street was full of corpses, as strange as the previous restaurant shopkeeper, all of them were demons, and they all died from a sword in the center of their eyebrows.

At this time, he deeply felt the terrifying of the white-shirted young man Mo Qinghong, and breaking ten thousand laws with one sword was already a legendary method.

Suddenly, he felt something strange behind him, and the boy woke up at some point, and his eyes widened to look at the scene in front of him.

"Heh, haven't you seen it before?" the young man laughed, and the loneliness in his heart suddenly diminished, although he didn't get any response, but in this place where there were no people for thousands of miles, someone said that it was always good to talk.

So he half talked to himself and half sighed: "The world is so big, it is really strange, if you can go all over the world, step on thousands of mountains, and read all the vicissitudes of the world, it will be worthwhile." ”

The boy behind him was also shocked when he heard this, and although he didn't say anything, the eyes that looked at the boy were no longer as vigilant and fearful as before.

The young man said this, he also knew that in such a Shuobei wasteland, if he didn't have the money and food supported by Emperor Yunting just now, he would not have any possibility to get out of this dead land, let alone the whole world, unless he had the strength of the white-shirted young man. Although his knowledge was limited, he knew that it was not just the innate realm.

Rather than being ambitious, it is better to take the road under your feet, and you can survive before you can talk about anything else.

Be careful to avoid the corpses under your feet, who knows what weirdness these demons and monsters will be, if you accidentally fall into the poison and curse, wouldn't you be wronged.

Fleeing for their lives away from the town, the boy and boy continued their previous exile and headed south, the fastest way out of the wasteland, which he had calculated.

After more than ten days of trekking, the dry food given by Di Yunting gradually emptied, and the two of them still did not get out of this dead land, and they did not encounter a place where they could be supplied during the period.

Fortunately, the wind and snow gradually subsided, the weather became warmer, and the environment was not so difficult, otherwise the two teenagers would have to freeze to death on the road even if they did not starve to death.

This night, taking advantage of the light wind, the boy carried the boy on his back and hurried in the dark, if not, even if he was frugal, the dry food could only be supported until the day after tomorrow, and at that time, even if he wanted to hurry, I am afraid that he would not have the strength.

All the way up, the boy estimated that it seemed to be a mountain road. It is said to be a wasteland, but after all, it is the north, and there are more barren mountains of all sizes, and I don't know how many I have crossed along the way, and it is not strange that I have long been used to it.

It was almost the fifth watch, the boy finally climbed to the top of the mountain with the boy on his back, he put down the boy and prepared to rest, not only because he was tired, but because it was feasible to go up the mountain in the dark, and it was too dangerous to go down the mountain in the dark, so he had to rest for a while.

As soon as the boy fell to the ground, he hurriedly handed over a piece of hard cloud cake. After these days of getting along, he completely let down his guard and got a lot closer to the boy. As for the cloud cake, not the steamed bun that can suppress hunger, it is because all the things left by Di Yunting are fine pastries, and there is really no such rough thing as a steamed bun nest.

The young man was too lazy to make a fire, relying on his good teeth, he swallowed directly, and no matter how frozen the cloud cake was, it was much softer than the steamed bun, and the taste was even more incomparable. Of course, in his current situation, he doesn't have much luxury, he just wants to fill his stomach.

Turning his head in the deep darkness, he saw the boy leaning towards him carelessly, knowing that although the little guy had experienced a lot, he was young after all, and he was inevitably a little afraid of the darkness, so he also moved his body and leaned against the boy, sitting on his knees. Only by snuggling up to each other can we not be annihilated by this lonely night.

Perhaps the heavens sensed their two lonely hearts, and could not bear to sink them in the darkness, so the dark clouds that shrouded the wasteland all day gradually thinned, and the moonlight in the sky revealed a hazy shadow at this time, and clothed the earth with a holy silver veil.

In fact, this should have been the darkest moment between heaven and earth, but the bright moon hung high and the haze retreated, blooming with the light of hope. The young man raised his head to look at the moon, and the jade plate without a trace of flaws was just like the old days in his hometown.

Thinking of his hometown, the boy's mood became gloomy again, and he might never be able to go back. The last battle at sea, Whisper and Lord Tingwei thought they were dead, I don't know if anyone would be sad about their death, Whisper should be, Lord Tingwei should not be such a strong person, as for Sister Qing, her blow deliberately avoided them, with Wei Lansheng's character, he must be watching on the side, he should be able to save them in time, Qin Rong is Leng Qingqiu's personal disciple after all, if he dies, Wei Lansheng can't explain to Leng Qingqiu, he is now a lost dog, without the support of the Shangqing Sword Sect, he can't do anything......

Thoughts arose, and the boy became obsessed for a while.

The boy was Chen An, who was completely unconscious after he sank into the sea that day, and when he woke up again, he was already in this strange place. The terrain here was earthy, and there was no place that he was familiar with. It can be seen that this is no longer a big week. Later, he met Di Yunting and those monsters in that weird town, which strengthened his guess, how could there be these demons and monsters in Da Zhou.

As for what kind of place this is, whether it will be the other side of the sea, he really can't imagine. In the Great Zhou Dynasty, everyone said that there was a fairy mountain overseas, but no one had really seen it, the strange people who went to the sea to find immortals in the past dynasties, none of them could come back alive, there were occasional rumors, but it was just nonsense, what was on the other side of the sea, no one could tell, how far the other side of the sea was, and no one knew.

Nangong Yao once invited him to go to sea to seek innate martial arts, but that was just a dream chasing, no one would take this omen until he was in a desperate situation, because no one knew what direction he should go after going to sea.

And the last battle didn't go out of the inland sea, even if you drift, how could you come to another land, if it was really so easy to find, there would not even be no historical records.

Therefore, due to the harsh climate of the wasteland, he once thought that after his death, he would come to the cold ice hell under the Nine Shadows, and bear the wind of the soul to cleanse himself of his sins.

But what he encountered later told him that although the development of things was a little strange and made him puzzled, he was indeed still in the world.

In addition, his body actually degenerated into the appearance of eleven or twelve years old, of course, he still has a clue about this, the medicinal liquid spit out by the soul eater should be a kind of vitality, he devoured the vitality of four people at once, and he directly rejuvenated. He didn't have any feelings about getting younger, he wasn't a person who paid attention to appearance, and the only thing that was unsatisfactory was that his original amazing innate internal force disappeared cleanly.

In fact, these internal forces all came from the Soul Eater's medicinal liquid, and there was nothing to regret if they disappeared, but his previous true qi cultivation was also destroyed, and his body was empty, there was nothing, and he became a waste person without any internal force. If it weren't for that, he wouldn't be so miserable, and a severe cold would have tortured him like this.

He had tried to re-cultivate, but every time he had just gathered a little internal force, most of it would disappear in the blink of an eye, and there would be no one in a hundred. He still remembered that he had been promoted to innate before he fell into a coma, so he wanted to directly connect with the Heaven and Earth Yuan Qi to infuse his body and open up the blocked meridians. It's just that in his sea of consciousness, the sense of heaven and earth vitality is clear, but it is difficult to attract it, and the sea of vitality in this region seems to suppress an insurmountable mountain, no matter how hard he tries, it is like a grasshopper shaking the tree.

When he was young, Mingyue completely broke free from the shackles of dark clouds and jumped out of the cage, and for a while, the sky and the earth were bright.

The young man squinted his eyes and bathed in the moonlight with a clear heart, as if he saw his relatives in the distance, and looked at each other in this quiet moonlight.

The boy was also struck by the magnificent scenery and gazed with fascination at this alternative splendor.

The young man turned his head to look at the boy in front of him, the other party reminded him of Ning Er, Ning Er's death, although it was just an accident with Wei Lansheng, but he really had an urge to sleep with him. Even if he woke up again after being born, he still couldn't let go, if he hadn't been accompanied by a boy along the way, he might have fallen forever in the wasteland, with nothing to do with energy, just a simple heart death.

This is the real reason why he desperately wants to leave with the boy, and the human spirit needs to have sustenance.

"We haven't known each other along the way, have we?"

He rarely spoke to the boy, and had been walking silently, but today in this quiet atmosphere, maybe it was boredom, maybe it was sadness, maybe it was loneliness, and he couldn't help but feel the urge to say something.

The boy looked at him strangely, pursed his lips, and said nothing. He didn't expect the boy to answer anything, but he felt a little better when he said this.

"At least you know each other's names, you can count as acquaintances, my name is ......"

After a pause, he suddenly shook his head and smiled, does it matter what his name is, the people he knows are gone, no one knows him, and he doesn't know anyone.

He laughed at himself: "I can't go back before, and even if I do, I don't have anything to be nostalgic about, so it doesn't matter what it's called, ...... now."

Now, in fact, there is nothing bad now, his eyes lit up, and he remembered his wish when he first came out of the town, he came to a strange land, and his body returned to the time when he was young, isn't it just that he can start all over again?

He looked up at the bright moon in the sky, maybe the moonlight in his hometown was so beautiful, and then he looked at the boy with a smile, and his tone was sincere and implied: "May this month be the only one, and I will encourage you together, and from now on my name will be Jun Yueyi." ”

The moonlight poured down, casting a scorching glow over his countenance.

The boy listened to the boy's words that seemed to be a blessing, and he was stunned for a while, and when he came back to his senses, his eyes were resolute.

The boy didn't know what the boy had been through, but at this time he immediately understood what he meant, and chuckled, "You don't want to use your old name anymore? Want to start a new life......?"

Just as the young man was frowning and groaning, the sky was bright, the moonlight was faint, and it was already dawn. The morning light illuminated the earth, showing the two of them a very different view of the mountain and the wasteland, out of which they had already stepped out.

Although there was a bright moon this night, the two were still moved by the light that broke through the darkness and illuminated the way forward.

The young man smiled at the faint morning light and whispered to the boy, "You will be called Dawn in the future, the Dawn Light that belongs to me." ”