Huo Ling'er recuperated in the Ximu Lingzhu and had human consciousness. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info but he can't turn into a human form, as a white smoke-like god, he was mistaken for a ghost, and he was suddenly very angry, and simply made up a lie, claiming to be an elf.

Nameless looked innocent, but he believed him without research, envied him, and even envied him for having a good name, and his words revealed sadness, which aroused his sympathy.

Huo Ling'er looked at the child carefully, and saw that he was so young, that he was alone, staying in the mountains in the middle of the night, guarding the fire alone, and felt very strange, so he asked: "If you are a person with a name, how can you not have a name? Isn't it funnier to claim that you have no name? Who are you? Are you a mortal? Aren't you afraid to stay here alone?"

"Hey......" The nameless lamented, showing the vicissitudes of life that were extremely incommensurate with the child, and replied: "I was originally a stone in Cangshan, and I have been here since Cangshan was not formed, but it can be regarded as 10,000 years ago." I absorbed the essence of heaven and earth and the aura, and became conscious, but I couldn't move without hands or feet, so I could only watch other creatures come and go, and listen to them say interesting things, until one day, I don't know what kind of monster it was, and sprinkled its spiritual blood on me, and I became a stone spirit, and I could roll around freely. I rolled to a secluded mountain col, and after cultivating for a thousand years, I got this child's body, and I smashed the stone shell that wrapped me and rushed out. I jumped out of the rocks, and of course I didn't give birth to my father, so who would name me?"

"Ah, in this way, you belong to the demon, a poor stone demon!" Huo Ling'er listened to him talk about his life experience, analyzed that he was a demon, and felt sad about his experience.

But when I look back and think about myself, I can't even find a place to belong in the Six Realms, I don't have hands, feet, or image, and I have to rely on deception to avoid being mistaken for a ghost, isn't this situation more desolate than him?

The two of them are both fallen people at the end of the world, and when they meet, they are fateful, and their fates are similar.

"Don't be upset. Anyway, I'm like you, living alone, so it's better for you to treat me as a relative. In the future, we will be together every day, accompany each other, and we will not be lonely, do you think this is good?" Huo Ling'er proposed.

No name was overjoyed when he heard this, and nodded vigorously: "Okay, okay, you are an elf, there must be a spell, with you, you have to protect me!"

"Well, definitely!" Huo Ling'er was also happy now, and even forgot that his elf identity was actually fake.

He thought for a while, and then asked Nameless: "By the way, I've been in the water all the time, how did you get me up?"

Hearing him ask this, he laughed and said, "It's a coincidence! That's right, if I'm hungry, I'll catch some mice, birds, and birds in the mountains to satisfy my hunger, and occasionally change my taste and go to the river to catch fish." During the day today, I had a big appetite and wanted to eat fish, so I went to the Lancang River to try my luck, but I didn't expect to find a big fat fish, so I hurried into the forest and grilled the fish to eat. Halfway through the roast, the belly of the fish actually moved, and I pulled out this grain, this bead that you were hiding in, from the belly of the fish. As he spoke, he shook the spirit bead in his hand.

"I see!" Huo Ling'er now understood that the sudden earthquake that day was because he was swallowed by a fish. The sound of "grunting" comes from the wriggling of the fish's stomach. The darkness that has always surrounded him is also because he is in the belly of the fish.

And the red light just now was the fire of this kid's grilled fish, and he almost became a delicacy with that fish when his appetite was high.

Anyway, it was this non-famous Lingzhu who fished it out of the water, and he should still be grateful to him.

There is no name: "Huo Ling'er, since you are an elf, you must know spells, can you help me leave Cangshan and go to the master to learn art?"