Li'an, who was looking at the painting book on the bed, had a good time, "Now that the resentful spirits in the abyss are almost half gone, I'll be a little lazy." ”

Just thinking about it, the bracelet on his left wrist suddenly emitted a burst of black light, and the woman's eager voice sounded in Li'an's ears, repeating constantly, "Li'an, it's almost too late, Li'an, it's too late......"

Suddenly feeling bad, Li'an pulled his legs and went to the abyss. Following the guidance of the bracelet's light, Li An swam deeper into the deep sea.

Under the black light in front of her, a lively straw butterfly floated in the water, and Li An stretched out her hand, and the butterfly obediently landed in her palm.

It's a common child's plaything on the streets of the Mortal World, where craftsmen weave any model they want out of cattailgrass. "This straw butterfly is so new, even the grass blades are still green, as if they have just been picked from the roadside. Li An muttered in his heart.

"That's because my spirit has been living here for tens of thousands of years, so it can not rot in the water. A white-clothed woman with bright eyes and bright teeth appeared in front of Li'an's eyes, her white skirt was dotted with a few half-open pink azaleas, and she looked very smart and cute with her petite figure.

The girl in white has a pair of smiling eyes, and she will look good when she smiles, but she has a resentment on her face that is completely inconsistent with her own temperament.

The girl in white looked at Li'an, and her eyes were instantly overflowing with tears, as if she was full of sorrow.

"Eh, don't just cry, what do you want me to do for you, tell me, don't cry. Although I knew that she was tens of thousands of years older than herself, I couldn't bear to see such a lovely girl crying.

The girl in white looked at Li'an with teary eyes, and said, "Li'an, the Hundred Demon King is about to wake up, only you can save Fang Mohan's soul, you must save him." ”

Li An looked at her confusedly, "Girl, why don't you play your cards according to common sense, so that you can be like the previous ones, let me know where your grievances are?"

"It's too late, it's too late, no matter how late Fang Mohan's soul is about to be devoured by the King of the Hundred Demons, Li'an, can you let me enter your consciousness, don't worry, I'm just borrowing, you can keep your own consciousness, so that you can know everything about me the moment I enter." ”

Looking at these Chu Chu moving eyes, how could Li An be reluctant to refuse, at least she didn't directly occupy it like Ren Feng.

I saw the girl in white turn into a puff of black smoke and enter Li'an's body from the center of Li'an's eyebrows.

At the moment of entering, Li An seemed to be one with the girl in white, and every scene of her past kept flashing in Li An'an.

"It turns out that your name is Yanran. ”

......

At that time, the Hundred Demon Mountain was not called the Hundred Demon Mountain, but a nameless mountain with dense forests, this mountain was close to Zeguo, and was surrounded by the water vapor of the deep sea all year round, and everything in the mountain was gradually filled with aura.

All kinds of animals also gathered here, and began to cultivate with the help of aura, dreaming of one day being able to soar to immortals.

Until, a white-fronted tiger with high spiritual power suddenly appeared in the mountain, this tiger is called Cangming, which is the bloodline of the ancient divine beast White Tiger. He took a fancy to the aura of this mountain, and the domineering came here to occupy the mountain as the king, calling himself the king of the hundred demons.

Not only that, but it also moved its original subordinates here, and for a time all kinds of evil demons gathered to kill the animals cultivated in the mountains, leaving only some people with low spiritual power as servants.

Cang Ming's cultivation is extremely evil, and he is not satisfied with the aura in the mountain, he sends a fox demon who is good at charm to the village at the foot of the mountain to charm people and help him cultivate.

The demons are in the world, the people in the mortal world are panicking, and those monks who have returned to the mountains and forests have been born to eliminate the demons.

Fang Mohan was the best of this group of scattered monks.

On this day, he chased a fox demon to the mountain, but fell under the cliff.

When he woke up, Fang Mohan was lying on a stone bed covered with flowers, he struggled to get up, and found that the wounds on his body had been bandaged.

He looked around and saw that he was in a small but clean cave in a stone cave.

Footsteps suddenly came from the entrance of the cave, Fang Mohan picked up the sword beside him and put it on his chest, only to see a woman in white with a smile on her face walking over with a bamboo basket.

"Ah, are you awake?"

Fang Mohan pointed the tip of his sword at the woman without hesitation, "Okay, you fox demon, you actually used charm to trick me here, although you turned into a human form, you can't escape my Mohan's eyes!"

The woman in white was so frightened that she shrank to the ground, revealing her true body, which was actually a little rabbit with snow-white fur, blinking her red eyes and looking at Fang Mohan, "I'm not a fox demon, the fox demon is smelly and dirty, and those men still like it very much." Although I am a demon, I have never harmed anyone, not to mention, I also saved you, is this how you mortals treat your benefactor?"

Hearing this, Fang Mohan hesitated in his eyes, looked at the wounds on his body again, and thought, "If she had the intention to harm me, I would have died a long time ago." ”

Fang Mohan is not a stubborn person, and he knows that monsters are the same as people, there are good and evil, "I'm sorry, I misunderstood the girl, thank you for the rescue." Hiding the sword behind him, Fang Mohan leaned over and said.

The white light flashed, and the little rabbit turned into a girl in white again, she looked at Fang Mohan with surprise in her eyes, "Are all men in the mortal realm so good-looking? I have never been to the mortal realm, but grandma said that your heart is black, is this really the case?"

Fang Mohan didn't know that he was good-looking, but it was the first time that he was stared at by a woman so directly, and his face turned red in an instant, "My heart is not black, I'm leaving, and I have the opportunity to repay you for saving your life." With that, Fang Mohan raised his feet and was about to walk out.

"Wait, don't worry. The woman hurriedly grabbed Fang Mohan's sleeve, "The fox demon is looking for your corpse everywhere outside, aren't you going out now to throw yourself into the net? ”

Fang Mohan's body was shocked, and he looked back at her, "Don't you want to get that thousand-year-old spiritual power?" glanced at her, and then continued, "Your spiritual power is so low, you should be more tempted, I'm afraid it's not Cang Ming who is already waiting for me outside, right?"

"I don't want to be an immortal, it's good to be a white rabbit, and I'm at ease. The little white rabbit said with a smile, his face full of sincerity. "You can rest assured that you can recuperate from my wounds, and you will leave after this period has passed. ”

Having said this, Fang Mohan had no choice but to turn around and sit back on the stone bench in the cave, the little white rabbit put the basket on the ground on the table, and took out the mountain spring and wild fruits from it, "I went out to pick it when you fell asleep just now, you can eat it." ”

Fang Mohan was not polite, and began to eat, only to feel that the spring water was clear and the wild fruits were sweet.

"Girl, what's your name? I can't call you a bunny. ”

"Well, I don't have a name, and the little animals in the mountains don't have names, so you can just look at it and applaud it. ”

Looking at the girl's flower-like smile, Fang Mohan said unconsciously, "Qiaoxiao Yanran, otherwise, I'll call you Yanran." ”

The little white rabbit squinted his eyes and muttered, "Yanran, Yanran... Listen, then from now on I will be called Yanran. ”