One leaf can blind the eyes, and one leaf can also know the autumn cold. A dream can be a thousand years, and people who wake up from a dream have not returned. A smile is insignificant, and the facts have nothing to rely on. A sword man is not dead, and the rivers and lakes are like nightmares.

The cold wind, the cold sword, the cold rivers and lakes have nothing to rely on.

The man is not dead, the sword is not broken, but he is moving forward, and the light of the person who sees it is gone, and when he looks back, it is already dusk. Heart-to-heart.

Dugu Yan, who had just woken up from a big dream, couldn't exert any strength up and down, he rolled in the sand, covered in mud.

Looking up at the sky, the sky is cloudless, and the sky is full of stars, it looks so peaceful and quiet.

"Where am I? where is this?" he asked, staggering to his feet, taking two steps, and falling to the ground again. His head was heavy, his feet were light, and he couldn't tell if it was a dream or not, maybe the dream was clearer than reality.

He really wanted to sleep in the sand, but it seemed that even if he died, no one would come looking for him.

The characters handed over by the emperor, he has already done. The mother is in a distant palace, someone to take care of, she doesn't need a filial son, she just needs a pawn that can be used, and now that the pawn has completed the task he was supposed to do, it's all over, and he no longer matters whether he succeeds or not.

Where is he going? Where is he going?

Looking at this ethereal land, it seems that life is just a dream, or even an illusion in a dream.

For a moment, he remembered when the three evils galloped on the battlefield, and suddenly felt that it was very good at that time, because there were opponents, friends, things to do and things to do, but now, there is nothing.

When Liu Zhengqi was killed, he could clearly feel it, but his body was imprisoned by the sea water and could not move, and it was precisely because of this that Twelvecolor did not notice his breath.

After Liu Zhengqi died, the spell he used was naturally unraveled, and after the water nest was dispersed, he remained groggy and seemed to be in a dream.

As he walked along the beach, he came across several fishing boats parked on the shore, and the fishing boats were faintly lit, thinking that the fisherman's family had spent the night on the boats.

Perhaps, he didn't even have a house, maybe he was too far away from home, and he had to fish tomorrow, so he didn't leave, no matter which one he was, they were very happy in his eyes.

Dugu Yan, who was thirsty and hungry, came to a fisherman's boat and came forward to beg.

The fisherman, a middle-aged man, who was a little hunchbacked, saw that he was pitiful, so he took out a large bowl of fresh water, took two or three baked cakes, and gave them to him to eat.

Dugu Yan was eating and drinking water at the same time. At this time, the fisherman's wife and children also came out of the cabin, and they were very simple, and they were a simple and ordinary family. Dugu Yan was eating, and suddenly couldn't help crying.

He remembered the scene of his family living on the lonely snow peak, and at that time he didn't seem to know why he wanted to live, and he didn't have any reason to live, let alone any desire and goal, but he was extremely happy.

Isn't this fisherman's family different?

When the fisherman saw that he was crying endlessly, he stepped forward and comforted him: "Young man, is there anything you can't think of? Are you still in any difficulty? It's okay, sit down and say slowly, although my old fisherman is a little poor, if he can help, our family will definitely help." ”

Dugu Yan shook his head again and again, and said, "I just saw your family happy, and I remembered my past and my family's ......," he said, and couldn't help but sigh.

The fisherman said, "It's okay! If you really don't have a place, help me catch fish tomorrow!" My old man won't treat you badly, you see, ......" He pointed to his daughter with his hand, and said, "My girl is not young, although she looks a little ugly, but her heart is good, if you don't dislike it......"

Before the fisherman could finish his sentence, the girl said ashamedly, "Father, what do you say, I don't marry......

His son smiled: "Daddy, my sister is shy." ”

Dugu Yan turned his head to look, the girl looked seventeen or eighteen years old, the fisherman was not modest at all, he was indeed ugly, the boy was okay in appearance, eleven or twelve years old, with a playful face, looking at him with a smile.

The fisherman's wife was not young, with a yellow face and a wry smile on her face, and said, "Don't frighten them, just meet them, and you can tell them this, maybe! They are still the sons of a big family! Only they came to us because they were in trouble!"

From then on, the fisherman and his wife began to quarrel, shouting endlessly, each saying their own reason, Duguyan only pretended to be deaf and dumb, and did not hear it.

After eating the cake, Dugu Yan thanked the family again, got up and went west, maybe he was lost, so he walked far and didn't meet anyone again, maybe it was because it was sparsely populated here.

The nomadic people in the steppe have no fixed residence, he has to find someone, the language is not comprehensible, a person does not know how to find the year of the monkey and the month of the monkey, but he has time, because there is only this one thing left in his life.

The rivers and lakes, grievances, he has long looked down on them. It's time to let go.

Against the cold wind, he walked in the wind and sand for a year, and returned to the place where he left.

At this time, the water and grass here are in abundance again, and the tribe where Princess Saihanhua is located should still be here to herd sheep and horses, but it is another tribe that comes.

Dugu Yan wandered while learning their language, relying on his own kung fu, hunting on the prairie to live, although he was not used to this kind of life, but he would not die.

Another morning, the sun climbed the hillside early, and the men around the horses also got up early to go to the horses.

The horses were grazing, and the men were singing in the pasture. Suddenly came a pack of wolves, the most ferocious animals in the savannah besides man, and they came in groups and charged at the horses.

The horses were frightened and scurrying around, and the young men of the tribe, with bows and crossbows, drove away the wolves, when suddenly a team rushed from a distance.

The procession numbered in the thousands, all on fast horses and carrying flags with the words "Dog Eagle" in their language.

When the people saw the name of the tribe, they began to flee in all directions, not bothering to chase the horses and jackals.

The strong man did not seem to have come well, and when he was far away, he saw someone with a bow and arrow, but it was not a jackal, but a person from this tribe.

When the wolves saw the civil war between the human races, they were so frightened that they ran away without a trace.

Dugu Yan watched from the distant hillside, and he thought: "Since it is the army of the Dog Eagle Tribe, the princess and king of the Dog Eagle Tribe, it should not be far away." ”

He followed the horses, but they did not know what he meant, and several young soldiers raised their bows and fired.