Yunshan District, Yunshan District, Jinghua City.

As soon as she got home, Yin Qingxue, who had been playing madly for a whole day, rushed to the living room sofa, like a big lazy cat. She was comfortable on the sofa, and did not care about her goddess image.

Meng ran, who follows Yin Qingxue in, sits on one side and quietly cultivates with his eyes closed.

"Ping Lao, I'm back!"

Yin Qingxue yelled at the old room, but no one answered.

"Strange, where is Ping Lao?"

It seems to feel the breath of pinglao. Meng ran dropped his eyes and replied, "I'm back."

As the door of the living room was pushed open, the ordinary old man with white beard and white head stepped in slowly, and his face seemed to be covered with clouds.

"Mr. Ping, where have you been? Look, I've brought you your favorite lard rice cake. " Yin Qingxue climbed up from the sofa and handed the packed cake to Ping Lao, and said with a smile.

When he saw his young lady, the cloud on Ping Lao's face dissipated instantly. With a gentle smile, he rubbed Yin Qingxue's small head with love, and joked:

"I don't hurt you in vain."

After taking his favorite lard rice cake, Ping Lao began to eat it and said:

"Miss, old man, I need to go to Yanjing for a short time, which can be as short as three days and as long as five days. In these days, your safety will be given to this boy to protect. Be careful. If you are in danger, you must crush the jade amulet at the first time!"

Yin Qingxue nodded and agreed.

Ping Lao Chao Meng ran waved and handed a jade amulet to Meng ran. He told him, "boy, my young lady's safety is up to you. This jade Rune can sense the miss's location. You can put it away."

Meng ran took the jade symbol and nodded slightly.

"By the way, I've already dealt with the foreign language school. There won't be any trouble for you. You can go back to school tomorrow."

Yin Qingxue, who had a happy look on her face, heard that she was going to school. She immediately looked like an eggplant hit by frost and hung her small head listlessly.

Old Ping couldn't help but smile. He poked Yin Qingxue's small head in a bad mood, and compromised and said, "that's all. If you haven't played enough, you can play for a few more days."

When Yin Qingxue heard this, she immediately opened her eyes and said, "long live old Ping.".

Happy time is so short.

In the twinkling of an eye, the night was deep, and the window was occasionally filled with insects.

Yunshan district is quiet, Yin Qingxue has already fallen asleep.

The night wind blows, suddenly see two God mansions flash, two people standing in the sky, it is Meng ran and pinglao.

"Boy, if I thought it was right, you would have recovered 90% of your skill? In another day, it will be fully recovered. "

A plain white cloth clothes of pinglao, bringing the moon, clothes fluttering with the wind, it can be said that is a fairyland.

"Well, thank you for your help these days." Meng ran slightly clasped his fist and saluted the younger generation.

"No problem, your mental fluctuation has stabilized. I believe that memory will recover soon. No matter how you come from or what you will accomplish in the future, I want you to promise me something. "

Pinglao's eyes are like a sword, looking directly into Meng Ran's heart.

"It's no harm to say so." Meng ran looks the same, is still plain as water.

"Miss, she is pure and kind-hearted, and she has a secret affection for you. You are destined to stir up the storm of the times. No matter what the future may be, I want you to protect her all her life. Would you like to

Meng ran nodded solemnly.

"Good!"

Ping Lao patted Meng ran on the shoulder a few times, then turned into a god rainbow and disappeared in the sky.

Meng ran looks at the peerless figure from afar and holds the jade symbol in his hand. His eyes show a touch of complexity