Chapter 3: The Newcomer

The Nether, the Star Stone Continent Boundary. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

It was the spring of March, and the purple grass that could be seen everywhere on the Star Stone Continent had already grown wildly all over the mountains. Unlike the blood and cruelty in the Warcraft Mountains, at the foot of the mountain is a pleasing sketch of shallow Xijin.

At this time, more than twenty cultivators of the Jiayou Academy wearing dark blue robes and bright golden flowing cloud patterns embroidered on their cuffs were laughing by the stream, and a gray-haired old man in the crowd was smiling and urging everyone to hurry up on the road, and the atmosphere was relaxed and peaceful.

In the crowd, a delicate-looking woman casually folded a purple wattle flower and put it between her nose to sniff lightly. The faint floral fragrance is faintly elusive.

When a man in the company saw her like this, he couldn't help but quip: "I only know now that Luo Yan, you are also a flower lover." ”

Suddenly, the March wind passed, and the purple grass all over the mountains swayed in the wind, and the fragrance became stronger. As soon as Luo Yan's fingertips loosened, the petite purple wattle flower fell off from her hand and swirled away with the wind in an extremely slow manner. It brushed through a tossed coat of clothing, and finally returned to dust.

"Where are the love flowers? It's just a little bit of cleanliness for it. The bloody atmosphere of the Demon Beast Mountain Range is too heavy, and it is rare that there are purple wattle flowers blooming here, leaving a clean and dusty one. ”

Luo Yan suddenly remembered something, and asked the person in front of him with a smile: "Why did Brother Situ add the word 'also'?" Could it be that you are the one who loves flowers? I heard that the emperor has a family of Situ, and his people love flowers like life, Brother Situ ......"

"It's not." Before Luo Yan could finish speaking, the man interrupted her, "This Situ is not another Situ, I am indeed a flower lover, but I have nothing to do with the Situ family in the imperial capital." Situ Xuan is just an ordinary man......"

"You? Ordinary people? ”

If you call yate yourself a common man, who is not among the common men? Luo Yan smiled secretly in his heart, but he didn't say it.

"yes...... Mortal ...... Vulgar ......" Situ Xuan continued unhurriedly, "There is nothing wrong with ordinary people, is it?" ”

Luo Yan was puzzled: "Why do you suddenly have such feelings?" ”

Situ Xuan smiled and turned his head to the other side. After a long time, a vague answer came from the wind: "I don't know." ”

The cultivators of the Gayou Academy came to the Demon Beast Mountain Range to experience as usual. This is the heaven of demonic beasts, the hell of mortals, and it opens its bloody jaws to everyone who comes here, ready to harvest the lives of the weak. They don't know what fate awaits them, and for the newcomers to this world, the future is also unknown.

On the third day of entering the Warcraft Mountain Range, this group of people found the newcomer of this world in a bush - of course, they didn't know the true origin of this person, only if she was a mercenary or cultivator who was separated from her companions after encountering a Warcraft - there were many such people in the Warcraft Mountain Range, and those who were not as lucky as her and were not saved by anyone ended up mostly buried in the mouth of the beast, and there were not even bones left after death.

Although later, when they found out that she was not a cultivator or even a mercenary, but just a powerless woman, they were shocked and puzzled and overturned their previous assumptions, and regarded her as a fugitive from a mysterious tribe hidden deep in the Demon Beast Mountain Range—although there were not many such people, they did exist.

The entire Star Stone Continent has been stable for many years, but disputes between cultivators still exist. Some cultivators or ordinary people with courage and ability, in order to avoid the pursuit of the enemy, often flee to the Demon Beast Mountain Range to settle down, while beware of the unpredictable Demon Beasts, while surviving on their protection. Naturally, some of their descendants are unwilling to be burdened by the grievances of their ancestors and want to leave the tribe - there are a few of them in the Demon Beast Mountain Range every year, and the lucky ones are naturally able to get rid of the grievances of their ancestors and start a new life, while the more unfortunate ones have not been able to get out of this place alive at all.

Of course, all kinds of speculation about this person's identity are all later.

When they found her, she was dressed in strange clothes, lying quietly on the ground, without any wounds, looking as if she were asleep.

If this scene appeared in the courtyard of a small peasant house or the boudoir of a young lady from a wealthy family, it would be perfectly normal. But this is the Warcraft Mountain Range, and at any time there will be a hungry Warcraft that will swallow her as a satisfying food, and it is too weird that she is "asleep" here.

When the person woke up, saw them, did not speak for a long time, they asked her anything, and she did not say anything. At one point, they thought she was mute. They took her with them and continued to wander through the Monster Mountains.

Along the way, they met many mercenaries who were active here all year round, sometimes warmly welcomed, sometimes coldly treated. They were confronted by the Iceflame Wolf, attacked by a lion fowl, and killed a black velvet monster, who at first looked terrified, but then became more surprised, and during this time, she did not speak. It wasn't until the next day that she asked, "Where is this?" ”

The current world is called the "Star Stone Continent", where humans, demons and demonic beasts coexist. There may have been a time in history when it was turbulent, but now it is humans who dominate the world.

Mankind has established six empires in this land of Middle-earth, the Northern Chu Empire in the north, and the imperial capital Hancheng; In the Western Yin Empire, there was a lack of cities in the imperial capital; the South Korean Empire in the southwest, the imperial capital of Wuluocheng; the Donghua Empire in the southeast, the imperial capital Yanshangcheng; the Sangwu Empire in the middle, the imperial capital of Fuzicheng; The Yingyue Empire in the East, the imperial capital of Nazhan City. And she is now in the Warcraft Mountains, at the junction of Sangwu, South Korea, and Xiyin.

The sky swallowed up the last rays of orange light at dusk, and the night of the Warcraft Mountain Range fell. When they found a shelter from the wind and rain, they lay down on the ground or rested against a tree. This was the tenth day they had come to the Warcraft Mountain Range, and the seventh day they had "picked up" the strange woman on the way.

On this day, she dreamed. She found herself sitting in the dormitory bed in the Sky Garden, where she had been a child, and knowing that she was dreaming, she looked at the place with interest. After years away from Sky Park, she had almost forgotten what it looked like.

She climbed down the metal shelf bed, put on her small slippers and prepared to open the door to go out, only to find a person standing outside the door. She couldn't see him clearly, only heard him say, "Where do you want to go?" Where do you think you can escape? ”

"I just want to go out and see."

The man suddenly sneered, and she felt a little crazy, so she couldn't help but raise her hand and touch her arm. Startled by such movements, she woke up from her sleep feeling a little cold.

When she woke up, she couldn't sleep anymore, so she sat alone and started to stay.

"What are you thinking?"

A voice suddenly sounded in her ears, she raised her head, and looked at the delicate-faced woman in front of her by the moonlight-after half a month of tossing and turning in the Warcraft Mountain Range, her originally clean dark blue robe had been torn in many places, although there was still a light smile on the corner of her mouth now, but she couldn't hide a melancholy between her eyebrows.

"I'm just thinking, after this, ...... Where am I going? ”

"Come back to Gayo with us." Luo Yan sat down next to her side by side with her, and then casually plucked a small pale pink flower from behind her, pinched it on her fingertips and turned around, and said, "Gujiazhou, Jiayou City, although it is more prosperous than God, but there is no second place in the entire Sangwu that is more prosperous than Jiayou City, many people want to go, why don't you?" There are such flowers everywhere in the academy......"

She looked at He Xinyue with a smile, suddenly took her hand, put the flower in the palm of her hand, and said, "You will definitely like that place." ”

She looked at the inconspicuous flower in her palm, and then looked up at the smiling eyes of the woman next to her, not knowing what to say. The ground under her feet constantly emitted an earthy smell with the smell of blood, and she greedily sniffed the delicate and petite flowers in her palm, and after a long time, she said one word: "Good." ”

Amid the incessant chirping of unknown insects, there is the steady breathing of people in their sleep, and if you listen closely, you can occasionally hear the faint sound of intermittent pain.

In the distance, on the top of the cliff, the lonely moon wolf roared at the moon, and the howl was miserable. The cloudy moon dispersed, the moon revealed a bright corner, and a blue-feathered long-tailed goose flew high in the sky, drawing a faint black trajectory on the moon ring, reflecting in the pupils of the lone moon wolf, cold and weird.

At this time, any slightest movement can tug at people's tense heartstrings. He Xinyue and Luo Yan were next to each other, gently leaning against a tree. She curled up slightly, the cold mountain wind in the Demon Beast Mountain Range may not have done any harm to these cultivators, but it was obvious that she was different. In such sleepless moments, she began to think back to her unfinished life, to what had happened before she came into this world.

What was it that brought her—nay, "them"—into the world?