"By the way! Brother, who are you?" The boy suddenly stopped talking and asked.
Han Ming felt a pain in his heart.
Yes, where am I from? My hometown is not here. In this foreign world, no matter where I go, I am just an outsider. But I can’t go back to my own hometown, so where am I?
People?
What Han Ming fears most is that people will ask him where he is from. The feeling of wandering outside is really incomprehensible to most people. Especially, he knows that he will never return to his hometown again in this life. He is not afraid of pain, and
Not afraid of hardships, he is willing to fight alone to defend his hometown, and is willing to sacrifice his life for a hometown that he can never return to. But no one will know all this. No matter what achievements he achieves, no matter how much he pays, the people of his hometown will never be forgotten.
No one will know.
Perhaps, others already thought I was dead.
Han Ming suddenly felt an indescribable feeling of loneliness.
He was charged with the important task of obtaining Xuantian Ice Silkworms and the mission of preventing the invasion of the demon world. Now he was carrying the massacre order of the Desert Snake Clan above his head, and there were countless people who wanted to kill him. Han Ming lowered his head, silently
I took a big bite of the meat in my hand and chewed it in my mouth, but it tasted like wax. I felt sad and heavy.
When the boy saw Han Ming suddenly calm down, he tilted his head and looked at Han Ming with a pair of big eyes.
"I...I am considered a foreigner. If you insist on asking me where I belong, I should belong to Savage City."
Han Ming spoke with difficulty, but felt like something was stuck in his throat.
"Oh! Foreigners! Haha, I have seen a lot of foreigners. This wild forest is very famous. Not only people from our Northern Alliance continent, but also people from other nearby continents can see them here.
But since you are now considered a member of the Wilderness City, we are fellow villagers. I am also from the Monte Empire, and my home is in the main city of Feira."
After the boy finished speaking, he saw that Han Ming did not speak, but just lowered his head to gnaw meat. He smiled again and handed the square green pastry in his hand to Han Ming.
Han Ming looked up at the boy slightly and said, "What? Don't you want to kill me?"
When the boy heard this, he laughed cheerfully and said: "Why should I kill you? I can't beat you. Besides, I don't need the Desert Snake Tribe to do anything for me. Our butlers can all help."
I did it. By the way, brother, what’s your name?”
"Han Ming."
"Hmm...it's really not like the name of our Northern Alliance continent. Brother Han Ming, come on, have a bite of this from me. Take a bite. Try it. Try it."
Han Ming was dumbfounded by this familiar young man. He had no choice but to reach out and take it, holding the green pastry in his hand. It was heavy and he put it gently to his mouth. He took a bite and the skin of the pastry immediately spread.
It shattered into powder with a click, and I didn't know what kind of ingredients it was made from. It was smooth and sweet in the mouth, and a light fragrance was refreshing. After swallowing, the fragrance in my mouth did not dissipate for a long time.
It's been a long time... I haven't eaten such exquisite pastries. Han Ming closed his eyes, remembered and enjoyed it.
Back then, in China, a country with big food, Han Ming was lucky enough to eat many delicious things. This kind of small pastry is very similar to the snacks in Suzhou, but it is better.
The boy looked expectantly at Han Ming enjoying himself and asked repeatedly: "How is it? How is it? Is it delicious?"
Han Ming slowly opened his eyes and smiled: "Yeah! It's delicious, it's really delicious. I haven't had such a refreshing snack in a long time."
After receiving Han Ming's affirmative reply, the boy cheered excitedly, took out a small crystal pot and handed it to Han Ming.
"This is fallen leaf wine, brewed from the leaves of the Ganluo fruit tree. Try it."
Han Ming smiled slightly, feeling a fondness for this boy who was a few years younger than him. He smiled and took the wine bottle, and then took the wine glass from the boy. He slowly filled the glass and sang a sip.
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This wine is mellow but not strong, and the aroma still lingers in the mouth, with a hint of sweetness.
"How is it?" The boy looked at Han Ming expectantly, like a child who wanted to be praised.
"Hmm...it tastes good, but unfortunately I prefer strong liquor."
"Hehe, hehe." The boy laughed happily and began to talk endlessly about how he got this wine and how precious it was.
Han Ming looked at the boy helplessly, feeling a little warm and a little lonely in his heart. With his excellent elemental perception, he had already sensed something.
"Charles, what are you doing here in this wild ancient forest?" Han Ming asked.
Charles stopped his speech and said, "Didn't I tell you? My sister, my sister, and the old housekeeper are here to find the wood-type Warcraft Core."
Han Ming nodded and said, "Yes, I did say that."
The sun had completely risen, and the two of them were sitting cross-legged on the ground. You said something, and I started chatting.
This boy was funny and cheerful, and he was quite fond of Han Ming. Even the fatigue from the day disappeared as the two chatted.
"Charles, Charles where are you?"
A clear female voice came from the ancient forest.
"Ah, my sister is here. Sister, I'm here!" The boy quickly stood up and waved to the place where the sound came from.
After a while, a very beautiful woman and a stooped old man walked out of the woods.
Seeing Han Ming sitting with Charles, the woman was slightly surprised, then smiled, stepped forward and casually greeted Han Ming, then ignored him and turned around to blame the boy for running around.
The boy lowered his head after being scolded by the woman, and made faces at Han Ming from time to time, which made Han Ming smile.
"Sister, his name is Han Ming, and he is also from our Monte Empire. Look at the killing order of the Desert Snake Clan above his head. He is really powerful. Brother Han Ming is a very nice person. He has been chatting with me till now."
Charles happily introduced it to the woman and the old man.
"Hello, thank you for taking care of my brother. Just call me Vivian." The beautiful woman nodded slightly towards Han Ming. Han Ming also smiled in return.
"Hello, my name is Myron." The old man stretched out his hand and shook it with Han Ming.
As soon as Han Ming's hand came into contact with the old man, his heart suddenly pounded and he was horrified. He looked at the kind-faced old man in disbelief.
When the old man shook hands with Han Ming, he suddenly released a trace of his fighting spirit and turned out to be a fifth-level and first-level war king!
Han Ming was terrified. What was such a perverted person doing in this wild ancient forest?
"Young man, your elemental perception is pretty good. Hehe, he still has the massacre order of the Desert Snake Clan on his head. He seems to be a young and frivolous boy."
The old man let go of his hand and smiled.
Han Ming quickly nodded in agreement, not daring to be disrespectful at all.
If the old man wanted to kill himself, it would be a matter of a snap of his fingers. He didn't dare to be careless.
"Come on, let's chat on the way." The old man smiled slightly and greeted Han Ming.
"Yes, brother Han Ming, let's go together. I want to continue chatting with you." Charles looked at Han Ming expectantly, fearing that Han Ming would refuse.
From the bottom of his heart, Han Ming did not want to travel with these three people. This old man could be regarded as a huge threat to him.
But when he saw Charles's gaze and thought about some of the things he had discovered, he suddenly softened, sighed softly, and nodded in agreement.
The old man named Myron gave Han Ming an appreciative look and said, "Don't worry, young man, no one will dare to cause trouble for you when you are with us."
Han Ming absolutely believes in this sentence. Who dares to provoke the War King? Isn’t that seeking death?
Along the way, Charles followed Han Ming and kept introducing some information about the wild ancient forest to Han Ming. When the conversation was happy, a few clear laughs came from time to time.
The woman looked at Charles's happy look, with a kind of tenderness and love shining in her eyes.
"Brother Han Ming, do you know? This wild ancient forest has a long history. There used to be a tree of destruction here, which was made from the leaves that fell off the famous Tree of Life. It was very terrifying. Many creatures were destroyed.
Being killed by the Tree of Destruction, you look at the strange trees around you, what do you think they are?"
Han Ming smiled slightly and said: "I don't know, you should tell me."
Charles raised his head proudly and said: "These were all living animals and people at first. After being wiped out by the Tree of Destruction, they turned into this kind of black and strange tree. Look at that tree, isn't it?
Looks like a tiger? If you look at that again, does it look like a human? Those things are not trees, they are all living monsters and humans. Horrible?"
Han Ming was shocked when he heard this. No wonder these trees looked so weird. They turned out to be living creatures. He couldn't help but marvel. No wonder the waiter of the Falcon Mercenary Group said that this wild ancient forest is the most dangerous place.
, is also the safest place. Presumably without the Tree of Destruction, the level of terror in this place has also been greatly reduced. But just looking at the forest transformed by these living creatures, you can think of what a terrifying period this place has experienced.
"Charles, my sister has something to talk to Mr. Han Ming. Can you go talk to the housekeeper first?" The voice was as gentle as the wind.
Charles pouted and went to find his old butler Myron. When he left, he pouted and was obviously a little unhappy.
Vivian looked at Charles' appearance and couldn't help laughing.
"Who is Mr. Han Ming? I heard from the housekeeper that your ability to perceive elements is very good. Did you discover something?"
When Vivian turned her face to Han Ming, her face suddenly turned cold.
Han Ming smiled slightly and said: "I discovered it. But you don't have to be so alert. Even if I bear the massacre order, I am not a murderous villain. I like Charles very much."
Hearing this, Vivian sighed slightly and said, "You should have noticed that I am much older than Charles."
Han Ming nodded and said, "Well, how long has Charles been dead?"
When Vivian heard this, her eyes shone brightly, and she stared at Han Ming coldly, paying attention to Han Ming's expression.
After a long time, I saw that Han Ming was still smiling. Vivian's eyes darkened, and she felt an indescribable sadness.
"About ten years. He is a simple and cheerful child. I don't want him to be harmed in any way, but I don't know why God is so unfair to this child. What mistake did he make? I would rather treat him this way.
Trade your own life for Charles's."
Vivian stared at Han Ming and said: "Charles doesn't know that he is dead yet. His current body was saved by the housekeeper and I after going through all kinds of difficulties. We used the best we could find in the world.
The medicinal materials kept him in his pre-death state. So to ordinary people, he looked like a living person. For the past ten years, every year the housekeeper and I would come to the wild ancient forest to accompany Charles for a period of time. However, his time has been