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At lightning speed.

After Meng Shuai witnessed the entire battle in Cloud City, he played in the air for half a day without self-control.

The degree of blood shadow is too fast, Meng Shuai suspects that this degree has passed the plane of the previous life, and in the blink of an eye, it has traveled more than a hundred miles.

Getting out of the clouds, Meng Shuai saw the world outside the city in the clouds for the first time.

The first feeling that this world gave him was a yellow.

In Meng Shuai's hometown, there is also a piece of land that is yellow, and she is called the Loess High Slope. When Meng Shuai saw the ground outside, he immediately remembered the scene in his memory, and thought that it was a similar piece of yellow earth outside

But then he was different.

The surface of the Loess Plateau can be regarded as thousands of ravines, which are traces left by the water, but on the yellow ground, like marble, it is perfectly smooth, and it has spread for thousands of miles without any traces.

It's not like land, it's like stone.

A large expanse of intact yellow rock

Once he had this idea, Meng Shuai could affirm it if he looked closely. The whole land is yellow rocks, and the surface of the rocks has a faint luster, which is not as good as gold or jewelry, but it is also comparable to those ornamental stones with the word "freezing" in the previous life. On the surface of the rock, not only is there no grass, but even cracks are rare.

It's incredible.

Of course, the surface of the earth is wrapped in a layer of rock, but the outermost layer has been weathered and deposited into soil, even in the Great Gobi, the soil layer has been blown away, leaving behind a thousand holes of gravel.

And this land, the yellow stone ground seems to have lost its years, leaving no traces of erosion, and it is still as hard as a new rock that has just formed. This made Meng Shuai have a feeling, as if this yellow rock was simply a rough stone, which was placed in a flower pot by a giant, and it was covered with some small mountains and grasses, and they were like small insects in the flower pot, flying around on the stone.

This thought made Meng Shuai shudder and hurriedly put it away.

Such a smooth boulder earth certainly makes people feel broad-minded, but after flying for a long time, it feels monotonous. In particular, there is no green here, not to mention the flowers, grasses, fish and insects, etc., only the endless yellow, which is more monotonous than the desert yellow sand.

Meng Shuai seems to understand the group relationship in this world a little.

Inside the city in the clouds, there are green mountains and clear waters, a peach source, but outside the city is in the yellow stone where no grass grows, almost no one or even a village can survive on the stone ground, there is no water, no food, not to mention wood, and even stone tools cannot be dug out, how can people live? In the same way, the major powers are separated by this Yellowstone land, and they do not border each other, and their relationship is even more estranged, which is equivalent to a small independent kingdom. Therefore, although the people here are obviously overwhelmed, they are relatively peaceful with each other.

However, on the other hand, because of the limited number of places where people can live, after the major forces establish their own territory, the resources will not increase in large quantities, and the population will not increase, and if you want to achieve greater development, you will have to ask for or even plunder from other forces.

Manpower is invincible, but it can be superior to others.

So this should be a world that is always on the brink of war.

It's an unflattering world.

Meng Shuai is a bit of a secondary school and a little hot-blooded, but he is more of a peace-loving and freedom-loving young man. This harsh and cruel time is the least to his taste.

It's better than the Great Wilderness. At least in Daqi, Meng Shuai felt quite comfortable, even if one or two were involuntarily, it was human nature, and there was no need to be in fear all the time.

Also, at least he has friends in the Great Wilderness, and his brother is also his family, which is ten times better than this unaccompanied world.

"I'm going home. Meng Shuai couldn't help but mutter.

"Wait, it's coming soon. An answer came from above him.

Meng Shuai didn't expect someone to respond, he was taken aback, and said, "Are you ...... Hi, Lord Blood Shadow. ”

Patronizing and analyzing the situation, I forgot that he was still being held by the blood shadow in his hand.

Blood Shadow's voice was gentle. Although in Meng Shuai's impression, the blood shadow was not very harsh, nor was he very cold, but from the inside to the outside, there was an indifference that rejected people thousands of miles away. But I don't know if it's an illusion, Meng Shuai feels that he still has a more sincere friendliness when he speaks to himself.

"Ahem, senior, where are we going?" Meng Shuai was a little bolder, and he asked.

Just as Meng Shuai thought, the blood shadow quickly replied, "Go to a place to stay." ”

Meng Shuai just wanted to ask: "What is the foothold?" and reacted, don't be too stupid with this question, of course it is the foothold of the blood shadow. Even if it is a blood shadow, it is impossible to survive in the Yellowstone Land, and he must have a small nest to provide him with supplies and a place to stay.

Sure enough, after a while, a layer of white mist appeared in front of him, the white mist was faint, and it seemed to be nothing, much worse than the cloud qi in Cloud City, but the blood shadow flashed in, and there was already another world behind it.

Formations.

Meng Shuai already had a concept, in this world, every place where people can live must be protected by a formation, and a wanted criminal like Blood Shadow will not be an exception.

Passing through the protective array, the freshness of the blue sky and white clouds reappeared. But from the topography, it seems to be a foothill, the place is not large, only a radius of half a mile, and the vegetation is generally sparse. At the foot of the hill there were clumps of shrubs, and there were weeds underneath, but there were no tall trees. Only against the mountain wall there are three tiled houses, behind which two pillars of cypress trees grow.

Overall, it's a world away from Cloudsdale. It doesn't have to be more than buildings, it's just more angry than plants and trees, and it's much worse. It can only be regarded as a farmhouse.

There was silence in the house, and there was no one in it. The moss on the doorstep of the doorway shows that there seems to be no owner here.

Meng Shuai didn't think it was strange, a person like Blood Shadow should be a lone ranger, and it was impossible for him to hug him like the bigwigs in Cloud City—but in Cloud City, there was an old shopkeeper who was willing to sacrifice his life for him, and he didn't seem to be alone.

Hearing and seeing the clues in Cloudsdale made Meng Shuai feel that there seemed to be a deep story behind the blood shadow

As soon as he arrived at the door and stepped on the grass, the blood shadow put Meng Shuai down, and did not prohibit it, as if he had no intention of guarding against Meng Shuai.

It was precisely because he was so generous that Meng Shuai put his mind at ease, but he didn't make any extra moves, and looked at the three tiled houses by himself. The tiled house is not bad, with black tiles and white walls, and it is a typical country house. It's just a little old, and the wall skin has fallen off, revealing the red bricks inside. In front of the tiled house there was a sparse fence, enclosing a small courtyard, and there was a well in the courtyard, and a bucket with a missing mouth hung on the wheel. There is a chicken coop in the corner of the yard, but there are no more chickens, only half of the broken bowl for feeding the chickens is placed in the ground, and half is hidden in the grass.

It is a place that once had a strong sense of life, but now it is inevitably declining.

Blood Shadow walked up the steps on his own and pushed the door open, and a puff of dust came to his face, forcing him to take a few steps back and open the door to allow the room to be ventilated.

Meng Shuai watched from behind, and said secretly in his heart: You haven't been here for many years since you co-authored this place, this is not your home, right?

The blood shadow stood in the doorway, and looked inside for a while, his eyes flickering, and he seemed to reveal a trace of sadness from it. After a while, he turned around and said to Meng Shuai, "Come inside." ”

Meng Shuai said in his heart: How can I get into a house that I haven't lived in for two years?

However, the blood shadow walked in, and Meng Shuai had to follow up.

The room is not big, but it is not as dirty as Meng Shuai imagined, except for half of the bed, there are two chairs in the corner of the wall on the other side. Whether it is a bed or a maritime chair, it is a very elegant hardwood furniture, which is slightly out of place with the atmosphere outside.

Blood Shadow sat on the bed and said to Meng Shuai, "You come and sit." The tone was still friendly, and there was no malice to hear.

Meng Shuai was also polite and sat opposite.

The blood shadow gaze swept across Meng Shuai's face, revealing a thoughtful look, his brows furrowed, as if he was caught in some kind of thought. Meng Shuai looked at his gaze, never leaving his facial features, felt uncomfortable, and said secretly: Is this giving me faces?

The blood shadow looked at it for a while, his brows tightened, and he seemed to have encountered an unresolved question, and after a while, he said, "Child, what's your name?"

Meng Shuai replied, "My name is Meng Shuai." ”

Blood Shadow asked, "Which two words?"

Meng Shuai stretched out his hand to write his name on the table, which was now covered with a layer of dust, and the handwriting was clearly visible when he wrote and painted casually.

Seeing these two words, the blood shadow frowned, and said, "The surname is Meng......?" Is your father's surname Meng?"

Meng Shuai snorted and said, "Thanks to you, he is also surnamed Meng." ”

As soon as the blood shadow spoke, he immediately knew that he had asked the wrong question, his old face turned red, and he coughed, "I asked the wrong question." Ling Zun is a master of which sect and sect?"

Meng Shuai was about to say: Be a civil servant in the Six Gates of the Scythe Gang, but after thinking about it, he already knew that this was not suitable, judging from the incident in Cloud City, the blood shadow was probably also pursuing his bloodline, and the bloodline of his current body had nothing to do with his previous life. He was the product of a combination of two other people, from head to toe

Meng Shuai pondered for a moment and said, "Actually, I don't know who my father is. I have lived with my adoptive father since I was a child, and I don't know what my father does. ”

The blood shadow groaned slightly, and said, "Poor and pitiful." And what about your mother? Do you know who your mother is?"

Meng Shuai shook his head and said, "I don't know." ”

In fact, Meng Shuai is not ignorant of the biological father of this body. He is not a fool, after a series of things, he also has some guesses about the origin of Zhong Er's kid. But I really don't know anything about the mother of this body.

Blood Shadow's brows furrowed even more, he stood up, and said, "Father doesn't know, mother doesn't know, you're really in a hurry." Who the hell inherited your pure Kun bloodline?"