Moran reached out and brushed away the hair covering the man's face, but found that the man's face was covered with blood, and she took out the handkerchief she was carrying and wiped the blood off his face.

Fortunately, not long ago, Moran used a handkerchief to wet his hands with a water bottle he carried with him, and the handkerchief was still moist enough to wipe the blood on his face.

The blood was wiped away, and the man's face could be seen clearly through the glimmer.

Men should be over twenty years old, with well-defined features, a resolute countenance, a high nose, and some pale thin lips.

A slight head of black hair pressed against him, and a few strands of hair fell on his neck and shoulders, if straightened, it should be just over shoulder length.

The man's eyes were closed tightly and he breathed evenly, as if he had isolated himself from the hustle and bustle of the world, making people feel calm.

"Oh...... He's a handsome guy. Moran's face was not much surprised, after all, she was also well-informed...... Those little fresh meat, this regiment, that regiment, and of course, their handsome father.

However, Moran frowned and muttered, "This face...... It's a little strange that I can't put it into words...... Like, it's also a mixed-race face. ”

Thinking about it like this, Moran suddenly found that the man in front of him and Mokael had many similarities in appearance, the kind of similarity in human characteristics.

And if you talk about the difference, it should be more mature, more masculine, and fatally attractive to little girls.

"But...... How could this guy be here?" Moran wondered.

No matter how you look at it, the person in front of him is naked, but he still has a trace of nobility, and he will definitely not be a member of the cannibal clan.

In an instant, Moran combined the many novels he had read, and pressed several strange identities in front of him.

It is the norm for a certain prince to have a certain prince, a certain prince, a general, and the like.

It is reasonable to guess that someone from another world or a fellow traveler is a crosser.

A certain demon king, a certain nine-tailed or other animal essence is a routine.

Either way, it's possible to develop a romantic relationship.

"Ah~ I'm embarrassed...... Mo Lan held his face with both hands, his cheeks flushed.

Mo Lan coughed twice, adjusted his tone to the mode of a young and shy little girl, patted the man's cheek, and said, "Sir, wake up, please wake up...... Childe, are you okay?"

Moran called like this for a long time, but the other party still did not react.

She said that she was embarrassed, but fortunately only one dog witnessed it, otherwise she would have killed someone or something.

Moran took a deep breath, then leaned over the man and yelled, "Wake up the fuck!" and ......

Smack-

A big mouth was glued.

After doing all this, Moran suddenly regretted a little, isn't it good to treat a seriously injured person like this? She prayed inexplicably in her heart that the man would not wake up.

But it often backfired, and the man snorted and slowly opened his eyes.

Moran looked at the man with some nervousness.

When the man opened his eyes completely, Moran found that the other party turned out to be a golden pupil like a burning golden flame, which was very good-looking.

Before she could be surprised, she felt the heavens and the earth turn upside down, and with a bang, her head hit the cold ground, a big hand grabbed her neck, and the feeling of suffocation came up.

Moran grasped the hand around his neck with both hands, but the hand was like an immovable stone, and her strength was like a feather caressing to him.

At this moment, a flash of thought flashed through Moran...... Fuck the romantic romance.

The fat pudding instantly exploded, stood up, barked at the man, and then bit it up, biting the man's wrist.

The man was in pain and let go of Moran.

She took the opportunity to withdraw and flashed farther away.

The man shook his hand, and actually took the fat pudding that bit his wrist and threw it out.

Fat Pudding limped past Moran and stood in front of her, baring his teeth and barking at the man.

"Ahem...... What are you doing? I just saved you!" Moran shouted.

The man seemed to hear the other party's voice was a woman, his expression was dazed for a moment, but the next second because of serious injuries, his body fell to the ground.

Moran hesitated, but still chose to step forward and catch the other party.

"Hey, are you alright?"

"Where is this, who are you?" said the man in a staccato manner, as if it were very difficult.

He deliberately wanted to push Mo Lan away, but the strength just now seemed to have been exhausted, and he couldn't even stand steadily, let alone push a person away.

Moran's pupils shrank, and he looked at the man close to his ear in shock.

The man seemed to think of something, gritted his teeth and said, "What did you just say......? Is there a language barrier?"

That's right, as soon as the man spoke, he spoke pure Chinese.

It's no wonder Moran was stunned.

"No...... I, I can understand you. Moran hesitated, somewhat rustily changing the language back to Chinese, which he hadn't spoken to for years.

"Yes...... Is that ......" The man seemed to smile slightly reassuringly, and the weight on Moran was heavier.

"Hey, wait a minute, we're in a hole now, at least ......"

"Shut up. ”

"Huh?"

"Those people came, at least four of them. The man said in a deep voice, looking around, then pulled Moran towards the shadows of the crypt.

Fat Pudding let out a threatening whimper in his throat, but Moran chose to trust the guy for the time being. Fat Pudding's vigilance was lowered, and he just looked at the man fiercely.

Moran supported the man and struggled forward, finally hiding deeper into the crypt, while Fat Pudding limped behind them.

She couldn't tell why she believed this guy who wanted to strangle herself when she came up......

Not only because of the language the man spoke, but also because Moran always felt that he had a subtle sense of intimacy.

Even Moran couldn't tell where this feeling came from.

When the two of them and the dog hid deeper in the crypt and completely disappeared into the light, Moran felt that he smelled the breath of other humans, pricked up his ears, listened to the sounds, and could faintly hear the sound of people moving in the jungle.

But this voice is pitiful, and if you don't listen and move closer to people's actions, you will think that it is the rustle of leaves in the wind.

Moran was shocked in his heart, and according to this, the visitor was at least five hundred meters away from here. And when the man noticed it just now, the other party was even farther away. To make matters worse, he was able to predict the number of opponents......

What the hell is this man coming from?

Monsters?

"Which way are we going?" Moran asked.

In the pitch black crypt, it is difficult to walk, let alone find the way.

"Over there...... There was the sound of water over there, and the flow of the wind was also in that direction...... It's a real problem. The man said with difficulty.

"Don't you forget to be polite at this time? Moran said, "Who are those people?

"No, I don't know......"

In the darkness, Moran couldn't see the man's face clearly, judging from the man's somewhat painful voice, she could still imagine that the other party must be frowning and confused.

"I ...... As soon as I opened my eyes, I found myself bound to a pillar, all of them with strange black skin and painted faces, dancing and chanting, all in a language I did not understand...... I don't know why, I always felt bad premonitions, so I found an opportunity and ran out...... And then...... Seems to have fallen into this. The man said in fits and starts.

"You're just running out. They are cannibals who inhabit this forest, and if you go too late, they may be cooked. Moran said, then suddenly stopped.

They stopped at the same time, focused on the sound of running coming from above.