Gray picture, eternal dead silence, Ye Shaoling stood on the smooth mirror-like earth, not knowing where the road was.

"This, where is it, why am I here. Ye Shaoling was a little confused in his heart, but instinctively, he still walked forward slowly.

"Brother Ah Ling"

The little girl's playful call came, and Ye Shaoling's footsteps suddenly froze, looking at the somewhat illusory petite figure in front of him in disbelief.

"Brother Ah Ling is so stupid, you are wrong again, you have to be like this. The little girl stretched out her little hand and said coquettishly as she fiddled with the fingers of the little boy beside her.

The little boy didn't speak, just smiled awkwardly.

"Hehehehe, Brother Ah Ling, don't be discouraged, although it is still a little worse than Yao'er, it is also very good. Seeing the embarrassment on the little boy's face, the little girl laughed, her big eyes narrowed to the size of a crescent moon, and said with a smile.

"I know, Yao'er is the smartest. ”

"Well, Brother Ah Ling is not bad. ”

With a familiar picture, Ye Shaoling's eyes flashed with a touch of reminiscence, the corners of his mouth rose slightly, and he chuckled.

stepped forward, Ye Shaoling opened his arms, wanting to hold the little girl in his arms as before, but when his arms passed, there was only a passing cloud.

Shaking his head, Ye Shaoling sighed lightly and continued to walk forward.

After walking a dozen steps, the body stopped again, and the familiar picture resurfaced in front of me.

In the room, the little girl was lying on her side on the bed, the placket of her left leg was slightly lifted, revealing a pink calf, on which two pale black wounds were bleeding drops of black blood.

"Yao'er, how are you, are you okay. The little boy hurriedly ran into the house, looked at the pale little girl, and said hurriedly.

"I'm fine, Brother Ah Ling. The little girl's voice was a little weak.

"It's all my fault, I have to take you to Purple Spirit Mountain, now you are injured by the Purple Spirit Snake, and Grandpa is not there, what should I do." The little boy's face was filled with remorse.

"Brother Ah Ling, I don't blame you, it's Yao'er who wants to see the stars herself. The little girl struggled to get up, but still did not succeed, so she had to smile and persuade the little boy.

"Alas, forget it, I'll take a look first, how to treat your injuries, this is grandpa's spiritual creation, it should be applied directly to the wound. The little boy held a jade bottle, looked at the little girl's wound, and said uncertainly.

After thinking about it, the little boy gritted his teeth, squatted down, lay down on the side of the bed, lowered his head, and moved towards the little girl's calf.

After swallowing a mouthful of spit, the little boy closed his eyes, kissed the little girl's wound with his small mouth, and sucked the poisonous blood hard.

The intense pain came, but the little girl's face was full of confusion.

Looking at the little boy's clumsy movements, Ye Shaoling smiled slightly and continued to walk forward.

The stars in the sky are as boundless as the ocean, and in the middle, a round of the moon sprinkles a faint silver glow, and the little boy and the little girl sit side by side on the top of the mountain, and the whirring wind blows, blowing up the girl's long black and silky hair, and blowing the boy's calm heart.

Turning her head, the girl looked at the boy next to her, and the smile on her face hid a touch of reluctance and nostalgia.

"Brother Ah Ling, if. I mean, if one day, Yao'er is not by your side, you must not forget Yao'er. The girl's voice was soft and soothing.

The boy's face changed slightly, and he said to the girl, "Yao'er, you, are you leaving?

"Brother Ah Ling, you promise me first. The girl said stubbornly.

"Well, Shaoling will never forget Yao'er in the future, and Yao'er must always be with Shaoling. The boy's face was soft.

The girl didn't answer, just leaned on the boy's shoulder, looked at the gentle smiling face, and was stunned.

"Yao'er, Junyao, where are you......"

Snow-white paper slips, beautiful small characters, familiar handwriting.

"Brother Ah Ling, Yao'er is gone, I'm really reluctant to Brother Ah Ling, but I can't stay here anymore, Yao'er is now far, far away, don't come to Yao'er, when we grow up, we will definitely meet again, remember, don't forget Yao'er." ”

After reading this short message, the boy pursed his lips tightly and couldn't say a word. Leaving the house and looking at the distant sky, tears couldn't help but flow from his eyes, and a faint sadness permeated his heart for a long time.

Seeing this, Ye Shaoling opened his mouth, but he couldn't say a word, just like the boy in the picture.

The pale world slowly shattered, like a dream that seemed to be real and illusory, just like the girl in the dream, suddenly appearing and disappearing, making it impossible to tell whether such beauty was real or illusory.

As if a long time had passed, Ye Shaoling woke up leisurely, looking at the rising sun in the sky, his heart was full of fighting spirit.

"Jun Yao, wait for me, when I become a strong man, I will definitely go to you. ”

..................

Packing up his mood, Ye Shaoling sat cross-legged, the complicated handprints skillfully knotted, the ripples of Dao spiritual power fluctuated around the body, the slightest spiritual power seeped into the body, and the slightest spiritual power left the body.

For a whole hour, without the slightest result, Ye Shaoling had no choice but to stop cultivating, stood up, and paced in the courtyard with a frown.

"What Grandpa said is really good, it seems that it will be really difficult to make any progress if you continue to cultivate, well, it's time to test the results of these years of cultivation. ”

...............

Leaving the residence, Ye Shaoling walked directly in the direction of Beicheng, although Purple Leaf City is the largest city in Ziye Star, it is still not very big, after a while, Ye Shaoling came to the range of Beicheng.

Through the bustling crowd, a huge ring appeared in front of him, the ring was in a circle, and in the ring, a white-robed monk and a cultivator who looked like a scholar were fighting each other.

Wen Shenggongzi's fingers flicked slightly, and a palm-sized fireball appeared out of thin air, shooting towards the white-robed monk opposite, facing danger, but the white-robed monk's face remained unchanged at all, and the sleeves of the robe waved lightly, and the fierce fireball shot back.

Wen Shenggongzi's face changed slightly, his fingers flicked, and the fireball dissipated out of thin air, just breathed a sigh of relief, but suddenly found that a small wind blade suddenly appeared from the dissipated fireball, and instantly came to Wen Shenggongzi.

His pupils contracted suddenly, and Wen Shenggong's clothes were completely soaked in cold sweat, and the wind blade came too suddenly, and he only had time to barely lay down a thin defensive film.

Not surprisingly, under the fierce attack of the wind blade, the defensive membrane was broken in an instant, and the wind blade directly hit the neck of Wen Shenggongzi.

A monk of extraordinary strength is about to be in a different place.

"Do you want to continue?" said the white-robed monk with a smile as he looked at his embarrassed opponent.

"No, don't, I throw in the towel. Wen Sheng Gongzi looked at the wind blade that was about to kill him, and couldn't help swallowing a mouthful of spit, and said with difficulty.

The white-robed monk smiled slightly, and with a flick of his robe's sleeves, the wind blade dissipated into the air.

"I conceded. ”