Ye Dong lay quietly on the ground like this, as if he was dead, motionless, without even the slightest breath of life coming out, what was even more terrifying was that his body and appearance were changing at a speed visible to the naked eye.

It is a deterioration of physiognomy and body.

His face turned a sickly burnt yellow, his flowing black hair looked like dead grass in late autumn, and his crystal palms were pitted and folded, like a farmer who was accustomed to heavy work.

If it was just a simple depletion of spiritual energy, there would never be such a situation, mainly because of the constant shuttle in the crisis-ridden void, especially the last void, Ye Dong actually used the Shadow Body Annihilation, which was itself against the sky, so that his soul was worn out

The human body is composed of essence and energy, and Ye Dong's god is still there, but the consumption of essence and qi is too intense, and even far overdrawn, so that he has changed from a handsome boy to an ugly farmer in just three days!

Now I'm afraid that even if Mo Linglong is standing in front of him, he may not be able to recognize it.

Regarding the changes in his body, Ye Dong was completely ignorant of the Dao, although the medicinal spring in his soul mansion was constantly releasing a powerful white mist to heal him, but the consumption of essence qi was not something that the medicinal spring could cure.

The place where Ye Dong is lying is a barren valley overgrown with wild grass, now it is close to winter, there are few people here, even birds and beasts do not want to come here, the silence is extreme, but today, there is a cheerful immature child's voice: "Grandpa, can we find Udholly today?"

An old but kind voice responded: "Yes, as long as we are here, we will definitely be able to find the udholly." ”

"Great, grandpa, as long as we find the udholly, we can sell it for a little more money, and we can buy grandpa a few jugs of good wine. ”

"Ha Luha, Xiao Han's words are even more comfortable than drinking ten altars of heavenly fragrant wine. ”

In the overgrown barren valley, two figures slowly walked in, one old and one young, dressed plainly, although the clothes were full of patches, but they were extremely clean, and the washing was slightly white, and it was not difficult to see that the family was not rich.

The old man's face was full of wrinkles, his body was slightly rickety, and he was at least seventy or eighty years old, while the few were red lips and white teeth, and he had a tiger's head and a tiger's brain.

The child was lively and jumping all the way, and suddenly, he saw Ye Dong lying in the grass, and hurriedly shouted: "Grandpa, there is an uncle lying here, it seems that he is sick." ”

The old man immediately strode over, saw Ye Dong, stretched out his finger and put it on Ye Dong's nose, and said after a while: "There is still qi, come, Xiaohan, help grandpa help this uncle to grandpa's back, and we will take him back." ”

Xiao Han walked over very obediently, and the two of them worked together to help Ye Dong up, his little face turned red, but he gritted his teeth and didn't say a word, until he finally helped Ye Dong to his grandfather's back.

Grandpa stabilized his body, carried Ye Dong on his back and said, "Xiao Han, you can't look for udon grass today, let's take this uncle back first, and come back tomorrow, okay?"

Xiao Han nodded sensibly and said, "Okay!"

"Good girl, let's go, let's go home!"

The old man carried the unconscious Ye Dong on his back and staggered out of the barren valley.

Ye Dong was in a coma for half a month before he woke up, because his essence was consumed too much, although he woke up, he still felt groggy in his head.

When he raised his head, he only felt that the world was spinning, and he struggled three times in a row before he reluctantly sat up, squeezed his eyes hard, and looked around.

It was a very simple hut, with only a table and a bench except for the bed on which he was lying underneath.

"Where is this?" Ye Dong had a splitting headache, and raised his hand to rub his head, but when he saw his palm, he was stunned, and his mind was at least half awake in an instant.

Is this your own hand? How did you become like this? What the hell happened to you?

Just when Ye Dong was stunned, the hidden door was pushed open from the outside, making a "squeak" sound, a child jumped in, saw Ye Dong, was stunned at first, and then shouted happily: "Uncle, you are awake!"

"Uncle?"

From birth to the present, Ye Dong has been called a senior, a brother, and a gentleman by others, but this is the first time he has been called an uncle, which makes him a little crying and laughing, he is only in his early twenties, and he has become an uncle in the eyes of this child.

However, Ye Dong naturally didn't care about this, but squeezed out a smile and said, "Little brother, what's your name?"

"My name is ......"

Suddenly, a cough came from outside the house, interrupting Xiao Han's words, and then the old man walked in, reached out and touched Xiao Han's head and said, "Xiao Han, it's nothing to do with you, let's go out and play!"

"Oh!"

Xiao Han suddenly stuck out his tongue, as if he had made a mistake, and ran out of the smoke in a puff of smoke.

Although Ye Dong was a little dizzy, his brain was clear, and he sensitively noticed that the old man's cough just now was deliberately preventing the child from saying his name.

As soon as the spiritual sense swept away the old man, Ye Dong's brows furrowed slightly, this old man was simply an ordinary old farmer, and there was not a trace of spiritual energy in his body.

Why should a farmer hide a child's name?

The old man smiled at Ye Dong and said, "Big brother, what's your name?"

"My name is Ye Dong!"

As Ye Dong reported his name, the smile on the old man's face instantly froze, and even his feet couldn't help but take a step back and said, "You, you ......"

You didn't say the rest of the words for a long time, but Ye Dong was puzzled, and didn't understand why the old man was so surprised when he heard his name, could it be that he knew himself?

The old man also realized his gaffe, and hurriedly spoke: "Big brother, my ears are a little back, what do you say your name is, how do you write it?"

"My name is Ye Dong, the leaf of the leaf, the east of the east!"

"Oh!" The old man's face obviously showed a look of relief, and his smile returned, and he nodded again and again: "Leaf of the leaf, good name, good name, you just call me Uncle Guan." ”

Xiao Han, who was squatting on the ground outside the house and playing with a few small stones, heard his grandfather's words, and said to himself: "It turns out that this uncle and our surname are homophones, we are the night of the night, and he is the leaf of the leaves! Alas, when will grandpa let me tell others in a bright and bright way, my name is Yechenhan?"

Although Xiao Han was talking to himself, how could he hide it from Ye Dong's ears, he heard these words clearly, and he couldn't help but have doubts in his heart.

Why didn't Guan Bo let Yechen Han say his name casually, Ye, this surname, does it have any special meaning?

Ye Dong naturally wouldn't say these doubts, he pretended to be a person who didn't have anything to do, and asked, "Uncle Guan, where is this place?"

It was such a question, but it made Guan Bo's face show a sad look, and he sighed and said: "It doesn't matter where it is, anyway, the entire blood realm won't last long!"