After hearing this, "Mu Wanwan" turned around and looked at Feng Yuan.

"Then let's run together."

Anyway, there are magic tricks to protect them, so they just run forward.

The demons rushed towards them one after another, and they ran wildly under the night wind.

The moon illuminated their way forward, and the marks of magic tricks on them became increasingly thinner.

Looking at the wind far away that was about to run out of the woods, "Mu Wanwan" slowed down.

Feng Yuan looked back at her, 'Mu Wanwan' smiled: "I don't have the strength anymore, run away, maybe there will be rescuers outside."

Feng Yuan had a few entanglements and accelerated the speed.

This time he didn't dare to look back, for fear that he would see "Mu Wanwan" scattered in front of him.

The moonlight illuminated the pale road ahead, and he finally stepped out of the woods.

The magic trick also failed at this moment.

The demon slammed Feng Yuan to the ground with a heavy blow.

Instantly, wounds of various sizes began to appear on Feng Yuan's body, and soon his blood soaked his clothes.

He tried hard to get up, but he couldn't use his strength.

Seeing that the demon was about to capture him, Mu Wanwan vaguely saw several familiar shadows.

Feng Yuan didn't know where he got the strength at this moment, so he suddenly got up from the ground and ran forward with the last bit of strength in his body.

Until he fell to the ground.

He looked up and couldn't see the man's appearance, but just said in a daze: "Master saves me, I want to save people."

Only then did Mu Wanwan see clearly that the person who came was about thirty years old. Although he had patched a few patches on his white clothes, he still couldn't hide his noble demeanor.

"Master, this."

After the man behind him took a step forward, Mu Wanwan began to be shocked.

Who would have thought that this handsome young man was the ancestor Lingshan?

The ancestor Lingshan glanced at the demons in front of him, and the demons retreated tactfully. But before they took a few steps, they were killed by the ancestor Lingshan.

The ancestor Lingshan hugged Feng Yuan who was lying on the ground in his arms, not caring whether Feng Yuan's body was dirty, but was just worried.

"Ming Zhao, you and Cui Wu are here to see if there are any other demons. I will take this child to the town first."

After saying this, he flew away with his sword.

After Mu Wanwan stood there again, the surrounding scenery had changed.

They seemed to have returned to their original starting point, but the difference is that now, Feng Yuan has stayed in the inn.

Feng Yuan has not woken up yet, and his face lying on the bed is as pale as paper.

With the blessing of the ancestor Lingshan, Feng Yuan's wounds were treated and he even put on new clothes.

Three more days later, Feng Yuan woke up slowly.

But Mu Wanwan felt strange that "Mu Wanwan" had not appeared for three nights.

She saw with her own eyes that "Mu Wanwan" disappeared, but now "Mu Wanwan" no longer appears.

"Master, he's awake."

The one who spoke was a young blue-gray Taoist.

After hearing this, the ancestor Lingshan hurried over and grabbed Feng Yuan's hand.

It took me a long time to speak: "No problem."

At this time, Feng Yuan realized that he was in a strange environment, but in an instant he woke up again, and even his lips became pale.

"Did you see a little girl? It looks about the same age as me, and her hand is injured." Mu Wanwan looked at Feng Yuan after hearing this.

Old Ancestor Ling Shan shook his head: "When we went there, you were the only living person there."

Feng Yuan's tears suddenly flowed out.

Mu Wanwan felt sore when she looked at her.

While sobbing, he said, "No matter how you can't run, it's all a lie." Seeing that he kept crying, the ancestor Lingshan could only reach out to his back, which was far away.

Feng Yuan cried for a while and suddenly stopped crying.

"She is not a mortal, maybe she has gone back. I will go to the dilapidated temple to wait for her, and she will definitely be there."

The ancestor Lingshan reached out and wiped tears from Feng Yuan's face: "What's her name? I'll ask them to pay attention to you when they go out."

Feng Yuan looked up and whispered: "Her name is Mu Wanwan."

The ancestor Lingshan touched his head: "Okay, I'll ask them to find you. What about you? What's your name?"

Feng Yuan's mood gradually calmed down at this moment, and he said, "My name is Fengyuan, Fenghuang's Feng, far away."

Zhenren Ming Zhao recited Feng Yuan's name several times, and then suddenly said, "It's very similar to Feng Yu's name." After saying that, he pulled Xiao Feng Yu out of behind him.

"This is the young master of the Xiao family, named Xiao Fengyu, who is seven years old this year."

Xiao Fengyu was different from now when he was a child. Standing in front of Ming Zhao was like a ball of flesh, his white and tender face formed a sharp contrast with Feng Yuan's thin and yellow face.

Feng Yuan tilted his head to look at him: "What a coincidence, there is a small mole on his eyes."

The ancestor Lingshan turned around and saw that Xiao Fengyu had a small mole under his eyes.

Feng Yuan closed his eyes: "Mine is here."

Seeing this, the ancestor Lingshan smiled and took the chestnut cake he had just picked up from Cuiwu.

“Eat this.”

Seeing this, Feng Yuan reached out his hand tremblingly and carefully took one. He didn't even dare to eat more, but just bit the pint a little bit.

Xiao Fengyu stepped forward with his legs, picked up a piece of chestnut cake, and then took a big bite.

Feng Yuan looked at him, Xiao Fengyu swallowed the chestnut cake and said, "Look! You have to eat like this! There are so many here, enough for us to eat! Don't be reluctant to leave!"

After saying that, he picked up a piece of chestnut cake and handed it to Feng Yuan.

Feng Yuanjian Xiao Fengyu's hand was always held up, and he forced a smile, finished the pastry with big mouthfuls. He took the piece in Xiao Fengyu's hand.

Xiao Fengyu's eyes narrowed into a line at this moment: "Uncle Cuiwu, delicious!"

That day was probably the warmest day in Fengyuan's life, at least not bullied or looked down upon.

But one day, everyone from Taiyan Palace went to patrol the streets, and Feng Yuan sneaked out.

He ran around the familiar street until he entered the dilapidated temple.

He waited there from dawn until dark, and then from dawn to dawn.

No one's shadow was waiting for.

‘Mu Wanwan’ disappeared as if she had never been there.

He stood up, took a last look at the statue, bowed, and walked out.

After just a few steps, I met the group of gangsters again.

The fire that day burned all the teenagers who were tortured to death. But those who should die and should be punished are still living a prosperous life now.

Perhaps Fengyuan was cleaned up, and the gangsters did not recognize him for a while.

After passing by, I realized it and shouted: "Stop!"

The vulgar eyes looked Feng Yuan from above to below, and then showed a mouthful of yellow teeth.

"The fire did not burn you that day, and I don't know which financial supporter was climbing up? Now it's getting more and more bright. Do you have to thank brother for sending you to sacrifice yourself, huh?" As he said that, he actually reached out to hook Fengyuan's chin.

Feng Yuan looked at him coldly: "Self-respect."

After saying this, the gangster not only did not stop, but instead became even worse.

"Self-respect? Are you self-respect now?" Seeing that he was laughing more and more violently, Feng Yuan was not angry and was about to take action, but he was stopped by a sword.

(End of this chapter)
Chapter completed!