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Perhaps, he was too sensitive.

It's just that he still didn't dare to leave, but waited silently, waiting for her to come out.

It was a morning, when the sun was high overhead, Yan Meng finally realized something, and hurriedly flew to the wooden house, he directly slammed open the wooden door and entered the house.

I saw Bei Yutang lying on the bed motionless, Yanmeng's feet seemed to have taken root, and he didn't dare to step forward.

He kept telling himself in his heart that she was just sleeping more deeply, that she was just asleep.

At this moment, Wang Xin walked into the wooden house and saw Yanmeng standing there stupidly, while Bei Yutang was lying on the bed. He felt a little strange, and his gaze swept back and forth over the two of them.

"Yutang, why haven't you gotten up yet?" Wang Xin shouted at the person on the bed, but the person on the bed did not respond.

At this time, Wang Xin immediately realized something, and his eyes widened.

He was about to rush over, but was pulled by Yan Meng.

Wang Xin yelled at him: "You hurry up and let me go." I'm going to see what's going on with her. ”

Yan Meng said in a flat tone: "She's just asleep, don't go over and quarrel with her." ”

"What is asleep, she is very likely to ......" Wang Xin roared at Yan Meng, but his voice was halfway through the roar, but it stopped abruptly, just because he saw the pain in his eyes that could not be dissolved.

Wang Xin stood stunned.

He looked at Yanmeng, then at Bei Yutang lying on the bed, and retreated silently.

On that day, Yanmeng stayed in the wooden house all day.

On that day, the entire Chifeng tribe knew that Beiyutang had left.

From that day on, Yan Meng stayed in the wooden house day and night.

He sat on the edge of the bed, his fingers gently caressed her cold cheeks, and muttered, "Bei, you've slept long enough, get up and talk to me for a while, okay?" ”

No one responded.

"Are you too tired to wake up?" There was a hint of pampering in his voice, but in this spoiling voice was trembling slightly, as if something would shatter and disillusion when touched.

"You sleep. I'm with you. Don't let anyone bother you. ”

"I've slept enough, remember to wake up, okay?"

……

Wang Xin, who was guarding outside the wooden house, listened to Yanmeng's whispering, and tears fell uncontrollably.

Outside the house stood full of orcs of all sizes of the Chifeng tribe, all of them stood there quietly, their faces full of sadness, and many females suppressed their cries and did not dare to let out loud noises.

Sleepless, seven days.

All the people of the Chifeng tribe came to ask Yan Meng to bury Beiyutang.

Yan Meng ignored the sound outside, and said softly to the people on the bed: "Are they too noisy, so noisy that you don't want to wake up." I'll take you somewhere that belongs only to the two of us. ”

Yan Meng carried her corpse and walked out of the wooden house.

The people of the Chifeng tribe thought that he had figured it out, and the next second they saw Yan Meng holding Beiyutang and flying away, and in the blink of an eye, they could no longer see the two of them.

Yan Meng left, leaving the Chifeng tribe with her corpse.

No one knows where he went.

Since then, the Chifeng tribe has no more Yanmeng, and there are no Northern Wizards.

Countless years have passed, and the people of the Chifeng tribe have been looking for Yanmeng, but what they have heard has always been legends.

It was as if he had disappeared from this world, and no one had seen any trace of him.