At the end of that dusk, the chaos of the beginning of the night had been repeated many times.

The endless wilderness, the weeds all over the mountains, the biting cold wind, and the drizzle are as good as ever.

It's just that the alien in the black cloak is missing at the moment, as if it has dissipated and evaporated. In this barren and lonely chaos, a beautiful girl in a black dress stood quietly, her thin and weak body trembling in the wind.

There was a hint of lost hesitation in the girl's eyes, and there was also a hint of panic and fear, and in this eerie environment, the girl's figure seemed so lonely and helpless.

As the last rays of light in the sky faded, the wilderness sank into darkness, and night fell silently.

The black-fledged stranger who had disappeared at first walked slowly from the depths of the darkness, the scythe in his hand reflected a faint blue light in the dimness, and he slowly approached the bewildered girl, like a desperate god looking for the soul of the dead end.

The void was suddenly filled with an aura of danger and terror, and the girl felt the ominous voice behind her and looked back. At that moment, the breathing almost stopped, and the blood seemed to coagulate.

The girl immediately ran wildly, trying to get rid of the murderous pursuit of the strangers, but unfortunately the heavens did not fulfill the wishes of the people, and before she could run five feet, the girl tripped over a stubborn rock in the weeds and fell heavily to the ground. The girl was terrified, and subconsciously looked back, hoping that the stranger would not move so quickly. But the sight that caught her eye was a sight of the alien standing behind her, a massive scythe raised in the air, a skeletal skull glowing with a pale green glow.

"Ah----h

A sharp and piercing shout suddenly sounded, and after a while, a pair of beautiful eyes that had been closed for a long time slowly opened.

The two pools of colorful and brilliant fairy springs have returned to the color of the past, although there seem to be ripples in the fairy springs at this moment, but the murderous and aggressive spirit revealed on the battlefield has disappeared without a trace.

"Mengluan, you've finally woken up. ”

"Did you have a nightmare?

Two concerned soft male voices came, which were the voices of Xuantian and Song Zhendong who were standing beside Li Mengluan's bed at this moment.

After Li Mengluan fell into a coma, ten days had passed. In the past ten days, Xuantian and Song Zhendong were worried every day, and they came to visit her from time to time and asked the imperial doctor about Li Mengluan's injuries in detail.

The hope that has been waiting day and night has finally come to fruition, and Li Mengluan has finally woken up completely at this moment. Xuantian and Song Zhendong's hearts were filled with joy at this time, and their excitement was indescribable.

Li Mengluan looked at the two people in front of the couch with a still hazy gaze, and said a sentence that surprised the two of them.

"Cousin, who is this son?"

Xuantian's heart, which was warm because of Li Mengluan's awakening a moment ago, immediately cooled half, and he hurriedly said: "Mengluan, it's me, I'm Xuantian, don't you remember me?"

Li Mengluan pondered for a moment, and said apologetically: "I'm really sorry, if I had a relationship with Childe before, please forgive me for being rude, but I really can't find any memories related to Childe in my mind." ”

Xuantian felt an inexplicable sense of loss in his heart, and muttered in a low voice, "Have you really forgotten?" It's like talking to yourself.

Seeing Xuantian's dejected appearance, Song Zhendong gently patted him on the shoulder and comforted: "Maybe it's because of the temporary amnesia caused by the serious injury, the little brother doesn't have to worry." It should be back after a while. ”

Li Mengluan's eyes blinked playfully when he heard the conversation between the two, and then he opened his mouth to ask Song Zhendong: "Cousin, do I really know this son? Listening to what you just said, I should have lost part of my memory after being seriously injured, so I forgot about this son?"

Song Zhendong nodded and said with a smile: "It should be so, Mengluan, you and this son not only know each other, but also have a deep relationship, even if it is said to be a friend of life and death." ”

Li Mengluan's eyes released a light of surprise, condensed his gaze on Xuantian's face, and said faintly and repeatedly: "Friends of life and death..."

When Song Zhendong saw this scene, he sighed unconsciously, and in order to alleviate the slightly embarrassing atmosphere, he had to change the topic for the time being.

"Mengluan, how is your body feeling now?"

If Song Zhendong didn't mention it, Li Mengluan wouldn't notice it, but now once he was reminded, he felt a dull pain in his chest and back. But the pain, though clear, was not intense, at least as bearable.

Li Mengluan smiled lightly and said, "Although it still hurts a little, it's fine, cousin doesn't have to worry, but how I was injured, please tell my cousin." ”

Song Zhendong was slightly stunned, and then responded: "Speaking out at this moment will definitely affect your mood, and you will naturally understand when you return to your memory." ”

Li Mengluan nodded slightly and did not continue to ask.

Song Zhendong saw that Li Mengluan was out of danger and sane, so he no longer cared, thinking that he was still entangled in trivial matters, and it was not appropriate to stay here for a long time, so he said goodbye to Li Mengluan and Xuantian.

"I still have some business to attend to, and I can't stay here for long. You two talk slowly, maybe it will be good for recovering your memory, so I will take my leave. After that, Song Zhendong left the room, leaving Xuantian and Li Mengluan alone in the room.

There was silence for a long time at the end of the day, and there was silence in the room, and even the sound of silver needles falling to the ground could be heard clearly.

Li Mengluan finally couldn't bear this dilemma of not saying a word, and took the lead in speaking: "Since we were once close friends, then I must know Childe's life experience well? ”

Xuantian smiled indifferently and agreed, "Okay, I'll tell you this." But it's a bit long, so I hope you don't fall asleep before you're done. ”

Xuantian slowly recounted as before, his lonely life experience, the bullying he suffered when he entered, the chaotic meeting of his fellow disciples, and the catastrophe of almost destroying the door. Among them, he inevitably mentions his admiration and nostalgia for his uncle Qingling.

The sound is like an understatement, but it has an indescribable magic, which makes Li Mengluan feel as if he has stepped into his world when he listens carefully, becoming one with his heart, and feeling all the ups and downs, joys and sorrows he has experienced.

It is not a long time, but there is a faint sadness and a shallow helplessness.

Although Li Mengluan had never experienced it personally, he also understood the deep scars that Qingling's departure had brought to the depths of Xuantian's soul, and the pain of losing the person he cherished the most was extremely heartbreaking, but at the same time, it was also incomprehensible to others.

No one cares, no one understands, only one person bears silently.

An irrepressible feeling of pity rose in Li Mengluan's heart, and at the same time, he was also inexplicably slightly sour because of Xuantian's feelings for Qingling.

"The story has come to an end here, isn't it boring?" Xuantian smiled at Li Mengluan, who could hear it.

As soon as Li Mengluan asked Xuantian, Fang came back to his senses from his contemplation, and said with a slight blush: "I'm sorry, I can hear it, Gongzi's past is so tortuous." You must cherish your uncle very much, as if he were a relative?"

Xuantian bowed his head and said: "Uncle Shi is the person I admire the most, but I don't know when I will find her traces..."

Li Mengluan's eyes darkened, and he comforted softly: "Don't worry, as long as you two have the same heart, you will meet again one day." ”

Xuantian nodded vigorously to hide the tears that were about to drip from the corners of his eyes, whenever the name Qingling was mentioned, the feelings of longing in his heart would be surging and churning like a tidal wave, making him unable to control his excitement at all.

Xuantian knew that the only way to settle his mind was to forcibly divert the thoughts in his heart, so he made a plan.

"Mengluan, I've never heard you talk about your past before, can you tell me about it now?"

Time goes back nearly ten years ago, when Li Mengluan was only seven years old.

One day that year, a magical light descended from the sky, and the moment the light dissipated, the figure of a white-haired old man with fairy wind bones gradually appeared.

Emperor Sheng personally met with the old man, but the old man named him to see Li Mengluan. Emperor Sheng was suddenly shocked in his heart, knowing that Li Mengluan's name should only be known to the people of Yasukuni, but why did this old man know it clearly?

Emperor Sheng couldn't help but doubt the identity of the old man, so he became wary of him and warned Li Mengluan not to rush to meet the old man, for fear that the old man would be unfavorable to Li Mengluan.

Li Mengluan, who is usually well-behaved, but this time for some reason he went against his father's wishes and went alone to find the trace of the old man. The old man was pleasantly surprised when he saw Li Mengluan, and immediately decided to teach her the best knowledge of his life.

Li Mengluan worshipped the old man as his teacher, made a big salute, and called him a master, and the relationship between the two suddenly became much closer.

Li Mengluan had asked the old man why he knew her name and why he had come to look for her. Li Mengluan clearly remembered the old man's words in reply to her at that time: "You are the hope of the future." In the future, when the world is in turmoil and into danger, you will be able to extricate the world from its misery. Now that you are young, you naturally do not understand the meaning of my words, but you will understand it later. ”

Although Li Mengluan didn't understand the actual meaning of "hope for the future", she also understood that it was praising her, and she couldn't help but be overjoyed, and her good impression of the old man had gradually risen.

In a wilderness next to Ningchuan Wangyue Peak, the old man began to teach Li Mengluan the introduction to swordsmanship. Since the age of three, Li Mengluan has been practicing the dragon chanting technique with her cousin Song Taimin and cousin Song Zhendong, and since then she has shown her superior talent for martial arts. It would take a month for ordinary people to get a glimpse of the difficult moves of the doorway, but it only took her ten days to fully comprehend it, which is amazing.

With the solid foundation given to her by practicing Dragon Yin Fist and her innate talent for martial arts, Li Mengluan only took three days to master the use of the long sword and the basic skills.