1224 Half-Beast 77

Maybe he was too sensitive.

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

This wait was all morning. When the sun was hanging high above his head, Yan Meng finally realized something and hurriedly flew to the wooden house. He directly knocked open the wooden door and entered the house.

I saw Bei Yutang lying on the bed peacefully and motionless, Yan Meng's feet seemed to have taken root, and he did not dare to step forward.

He kept telling himself in his heart that she just slept more deeply, she just fell asleep.

At this moment, Wang Xin walked into the wooden house and saw Yan Meng standing there stupidly, while Bei Yutang was lying on the bed. He felt a little strange, and his eyes swept back and forth between the two.

"Yutang, why aren't you up yet?" Wang Xin shouted at the person on the bed, but the person on the bed didn't respond.

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, "Hurry up and let me go. I want to see what happened to her."

Yan Meng said in a flat tone: "She just fell asleep, don't go over and disturb her."

"What's falling asleep, she's very likely..." Wang Xin roared at Yan Meng, but his voice stopped abruptly, just because he saw the pain in his eyes that couldn't be resolved.

Wang Xin stood there blankly.

He looked at Yan Meng, then at Bei Yutang lying on the bed, and silently backed out.

That day, Yan Meng stayed in the wooden house all day.

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

Since that day, Yanmeng has been guarding the wooden house day and night.

He sat on the edge of the bed, gently caressed her cold cheek with his fingers, and murmured, "Bei, you have slept long enough, can you get up and talk to me for a while?"

No one responded.

"Are you too tired to wake up?" There was a hint of doting in his voice, but there was a slight trembling in this doting voice, as if there was something that would touch it. Broken, it will be disillusioned.

"Go to sleep. I'll stay with you. Don't let anyone disturb you."

"Enough sleep, remember to wake up, okay?"

...

Wang Xin, who was standing outside the wooden house, listened to Yan Meng's murmur, and tears fell unsatisfactorily.

Outside the house were full of big and small orcs from the Chifeng tribe. Everyone stood there quietly, with sad faces on their faces. Many females suppressed their crying and did not dare to let out a loud voice.

Sleepless for seven days.

Everyone from the Chifeng tribe came and asked Yan Meng to bury Bei Yutang.

Yan Meng ignored the outside voice and said softly to the person on the bed, "Are they too noisy that you don't want to wake up. I'll take you to a place that only belongs to the two of us."

Yan Meng hugged her body and walked out of the wooden house.

The people of the Chifeng tribe thought he had figured it out, and the next second they saw Yan Meng holding Bei Yutang and flying away.

Yan Meng left and left the Chifeng tribe with her body.

No one knew where he went.

From then on, the Chifeng Tribe no longer has Yanmeng, nor the Northern Sorcerer.

Countless years have passed, and the people of the Chifeng tribe have been searching for Yan Meng, but they have always heard legends.

He seems to have disappeared from this world, and no one has seen him.

ps: Seventh, and three more later...