The sound of birdsong came to her ears, and her consciousness gradually recovered as she woke up, and she opened her heavy eyelids with all her might, and the dazzling light illuminated her dizziness. After several attempts, she finally opened her eyes and stared at the unfamiliar surroundings in confusion.

What greeted me was a large stone cave, and the bright sunlight shone in from the outside of the cave, shining all around the craggy and ravine-strewn cave walls, and there was a pile of extinguished dry wood on the ground, emitting green smoke, apparently caused by the fire last night. Jiang Li carefully recalled the scene before she lost consciousness, she was obviously on the wilderness and meadow, but somehow appeared here.

The heart is empty and full of mixed feelings, both the joy of life and the helplessness of life. The people who walk in the world, who is not like the duckweed in the sea, rushing with the waves, not knowing where to go. What is it that I insist on, and what is there in the world that is worth guarding and believing in, and surviving for?

A sharp pain came from the left chest, and the woman lying on the ground couldn't help but snort in pain. In the shadow of the stone cave, there was a soft cry of "huh", a tall figure slowly appeared, walked to the front of the general departure, carefully helped her up and leaned against the cave wall and sat upright, a thick and steady male voice came: "This girl, you are awake."

The pain made Jiang Li close his eyes, and the Venus in front of him rose straight up, and it took a moment to relieve it. After sitting up straight, I felt that my qi and blood were smoother, and I slowly opened my eyes at the moment. In front of him was a sturdy young man, with thick eyebrows and big eyes, a kind face, dressed as a village peasant, who was looking at himself and grinning stupidly. A feeling of disgust rose from the bottom of the centrifugal for no reason, and he raised his hand to push him away, but he was weak and unable to move. He could only stare at the man viciously, and his tone was weak and cold: "Take your hands away...... Get farther away......"

The man let go of his hand and stared quietly at the face that was leaving. The pain in her chest was still coming intermittently, and when she looked down, she saw that the placket had been torn from the chest up, revealing her white shoulder, and at the wound on her left chest, the white cloth wrapped around her shoulder was obviously someone bandaged her wound when she was unconscious, and it was also this white cloth that saved her life. Her voice sounded again, and the coldness in it was even stronger.

"I'm ...... You saved ......"

"yes," the man nodded.

"You'd better kill me now. ”

"Why?"

"Because you touched my body, I will ...... Kill you"

The woman's voice was cold without a trace of emotion, and a thick killing intent permeated the air. The man snorted, and couldn't help but take a few steps back, his voice a little nervous, "I...... I saved you, how can you kill me"

"So...... You'd better kill me and wait for me to recover some...... You're going to die. ”

The man stopped talking, walked to the entrance of the cave and squatted down, and did not leave, looking at the scenery outside the cave in a daze. The sun shone on the side of his face, casting a few spots of oil on his ordinary face, and the man was not afraid, as if he was an honest young villager. There was a moment of silence in the cave.

In the middle of the sound, I suddenly heard a jerky and low singing voice coming, "Will leave the grass, twilight is early, Jun is like a breeze and a concubine is like a tip, when will they meet again, you will be Qiao, I will be Qiao ......"

Shaking off his body, he blurted out: "This song...... How did you know that?"

The man turned his head and said with a bright smile: "You sang all night last night, I heard it all night, I thought it was very good, and I sang it unconsciously."

A faint confusion rose in Jiang Li's eyes, this song is a deep memory buried in her heart, and it should have been sung subconsciously when she was unconscious. Thoughts were flying, things were changing, she seemed to see that delicate flower again, a little girl giggled and ran to the middle-aged man who had just come out of the house, the smile was so bright and dazzling.

"Daddy, you see how beautiful it is to leave the grass, Xiaoli will grow up like a grass, and grow into a bright flower."

"Xiaoli must be more beautiful than this flower when she grows up......"

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Life is so beautiful, but since that night, everything has changed, and she will never forget the village fire that night, and she will never forget the fierce and vicious eyes.

When a group of young men in silver-gray robes and holding long swords stood in front of her, she only saw Zhang Dahu standing among them, her best playmate, pointing at her with trembling fingers, and said to the group of young people: "It's her, they are there." ”

The surrounding houses were all in flames, and the entire village of Inhumans had been slaughtered, and the blood that flowed stained the grass in front of the courtyard even more red. She suddenly laughed, laughing so innocently, Zhang Dahu didn't dare to look her in the eyes. A soft whisper sounded from her mouth, looming in the crackling sound of burning, "Big Tiger, do you hate us so much? They killed the village chief's grandfather, killed ...... A lot of people. ”

Zhang Dahu raised his head suddenly, his ten-year-old face was full of fortitude, "The immortals say that you are aliens, and aliens are demons that harm people, I ...... I did the right thing!"

Two lines of tears flowed from the girl's eyes, and the brilliance in the blue pupils quickly dimmed, she didn't know what the Inhumans were, and she didn't know why these immortals hated the Inhumans so much, all the years since they moved here, everyone has been living peacefully and happily, until suddenly one day, these young people who stepped on flying swords fell from the sky, and everything changed.

They were surrounded by colorful spells, and when they entered the village, they killed strangers when they saw them, and in just one day, this beautiful and quiet paradise had become a purgatory on earth. She didn't understand that they hadn't hurt anyone since they moved here from the underwater world, and that the village chief's grandfather had treated many sick villagers, while these young people said they were demons, and there was no mercy when they started it.

A soft voice sounded from the girl's mouth, "Inhuman, don't you have the right to live......"

The two of them walked out of the young man, their faces were so handsome, but in the eyes of the little girl, they looked like the demons of the Nine Shadows at this time. A middle-aged couple tightly blocked the girl behind her, the girl's body trembled, holding her mother firmly, in the girl's hand, at this time she was still holding a small red flower, swaying in the wind, blooming with a rich fragrance of flowers.

The young man did not hesitate, smiling, waving the long sword in his hand, and the blood flowers in the sky stained the bluestone ground, the girl's face, and the flowers in her hands. The middle-aged couple fell down in response, and the red flowers that fell to the ground together, trembled gently on the ground. A mournful child's voice resounded through the courtyard, "Daddy, mother!" The picture seemed to freeze in an instant.

The young man walked straight, the blood dripping from the tip of his sword forming a red mark on the ground, and walked up to the girl, his white boots stepping on the red flowers. The girl's eyes were glazed and she curled up in the corner, and the whole world seemed to have been detached from her, without the slightest color. The sword light was raised, and the girl closed her eyes in despair, quietly waiting for the final moment to come.

I don't know how long it took, as if the quicksand between my fingers, something slowly dripped down. When the girl opened her eyes again, she saw only a pair of feet standing in front of her. An old hoarse voice sounded: "They are all dead, you can come with me." The girl didn't answer, but looked at the feet in a daze. A withered palm slowly lifted the girl up, and a thin old man stood in front of her, leading her outside. She looked at the corpses of the young men lying on the ground, and it seemed as if two flames were burning in her eyes. The old man's hoarse voice sounded again: "What's your name." ”

The girl pursed her lips. The breeze blew, and the grass in the courtyard was dancing with the wind, and at this time she seemed to really understand the meaning of Jiangli.

"I ...... My name is...... will leave".