The universe is vast, the stars are like an ocean, and the darkness is like an abyss.

In the depths of the universe, there is such a magical sea of stars, it is vast, there is no light and heat, only a little light projected from the distant starry sky, shining here.

The rubble was everywhere, as if countless stars had broken and formed in an instant.

The sea of stars is huge, and strange power envelops the universe in all directions. Space is closed here, and all movement has to rely on flight.

A circle of tens of millions of miles wide divides it from the outside world, and it is clearly visible even from the other side of the starry sky.

Outside the shattered star is not affected, and inside the broken star is another world, and cosmic life is called the chaotic star sea.

The sea of stars is elliptical in shape, several times larger than a galaxy.

The center of the sea of stars is a vast continent, larger than any star, he is like spring all year round, although there is no sun and moon, but still day and night alternate.

And this continent is called the Chaos Continent.

On the edge of the Continent of Chaos, there is a crystal clear stream.

She raised a village.

……

The stream is murmuring, and the sound of flowing water is like the song of birds in spring, which is pleasant to the ear.

A few plainly dressed maidens frolicked by the stream, with wooden basins beside them, holding high clothes pounding pestles and beating the clothes on the bluestone slabs.

From time to time, dip in some water and tease the sisters on the side, so it's not pleasant.

Laughter and laughter spread all around.

One of the women was a little older, wielding a pestle with a slender hand, wiping the droplets on her forehead from time to time, whether they were sweat or streamwater.

Her eyebrows and eyes are crooked, and her big crystal eyes are very good-looking, even if she is plainly dressed, she can't hide her alluring posture.

Under the corner of her eye, there is a mole, although it is inconspicuous, but if you look closely, you can see that the shape of this mole is like a drop of ink-colored water.

"Sister Ling'er, what do you see in the stream?"

At this time, a young girl suddenly exclaimed. Everyone looked up, and saw a black humanoid object floating in the middle of the stream, flowing downstream along the stream.

"That's ...... That's a person. ”

The woman with the mole in the corner of her eye had excellent eyesight, and she could see clearly that it was a man with a shirt.

"Ah, man......"

"Dead?"

Several girls shrank their necks in fear and stood behind the women.

"Sister Ling'er, I'm afraid!"

"Don't be afraid, I'll take a look!" The woman who was called Sister Ling'er comforted her, and then she took off her coat and plunged into the stream.

It is said to be a stream, but it is more than ten meters wide, but the water flow is too clear, and even a few meters deep, you can see the sand and gravel at the bottom of the water.

"Ah...... Sister Ling'er be careful! ”

A few young girls stayed on the shore and looked worriedly at the women who swam past. They tugged at the hem of their skirts, and their little hands turned white.

After a while, the woman swam to the man's side, and she first pushed it carefully, and found that it was not stiff, and her heart was happy, so she probed his snort, although it was faint, but it was real.

She breathed a sigh of relief, and then shouted in surprise to the girl on the shore.

"He's not dead yet......"

In a moment, the man was dragged ashore, and the woman patted her chest panting, wiping the drops of water from her face.

Including her, several girls blushed when they looked at the man on top of their bodies. It's the first time they've seen a man's body!

My heart was pounding, like a deer crashing into it.

"Sister Ling'er, he, what's wrong with him?"

A bold girl cautiously pushed the man, and when she saw that he was unconscious, she asked.

"I don't know, but looking at the wounds on his body, he must be injured!"

Although there was no blood on the man's body, the white scars were a little hideous, and the girls retreated to the back in fear.

"Hurt? Let's send him to the village chief's grandfather, the village chief's grandfather knows how to heal, and my father's firewood injury is treated by the village chief's grandfather. ”

The girl blinked and shrunk her neck.

"Then I'll call the people in the village and carry him to the village chief's grandfather." A young girl thought for a moment and said.

"It's too late, I'll carry him, you guys take a hand." The woman's clothes were already soaked, and a thin layer was attached to her body, and even the small clothes inside could be seen. But the woman doesn't have time to care about so much, and people's lives are at stake.

Several girls also nodded in a panic, Sister Ling'er was their backbone.

The woman carried the man on her back, and the heavy body pressed against her, making her hunched over. The girls behind followed, holding the man by the hand to prevent him from falling.

The woman's strength was not small, carrying the man on her back, only a soaked shirt separated her, feeling the faint temperature of his body, the woman blushed.

However, at this time, she can't care about so much.

The village chief's house was not far from the stream, and when the woman carried the man over, she was still panting and tired.

"Grandpa the village chief, grandpa the village chief......"

A young girl hurriedly ran over and knocked on the door of the village chief's house.

"It's coming, it's coming...... This early morning ......"

An old voice came from the room, followed by slow footsteps.

"Hurry up, village chief grandpa hurry up ......"

The girl was so anxious that she jumped to her feet.

"Ouch, peach girl, if you knock again, you can knock on my door."

With a creak, the wooden door opened, and an old man with white hair and a stooping body walked out, dressed in an ordinary linen coat with cloudy eyes.

"What's the matter, Peach girl? Your dad's bruises have recurred? Didn't I say I was going to rest for half a month, and that bastard boy went to fetch firewood again? The old man had an expression of hatred that iron could not be made of steel.

"No, no...... People, people ......"

The girl was a little anxious, and her speech was slurred.

"Say it slowly, say it slowly......" The old man smiled, unfazed, as if he had lived too long, and there was nothing to surprise him.

"Village chief, take a look at this person, he floated down from the upper reaches of the stream, and he is still angry!" The older woman said calmly, but she was carrying the man on her back, leaning over her body, and panting a little.

"Oh?" At this time, the old man had already noticed the man on the woman's back, and he stepped forward and touched the man's hanging wrist, and then said, "Not dead yet, let him be put in the house."

The old man's house had two rooms, and because the villagers often came to him for treatment, and some injuries and illnesses could not be moved, he packed one out and gave it to the sick to rest.

The woman placed the man on the kang and laid him flat.

Several girls also rushed in, all looking at the man curiously.

They hadn't paid attention to it before, but then they realized how strong this man's figure was, with sharp and angular muscles, no excess fat, and with the long gray hair, their faces were flushed.

"Okay, okay, you guys go out quickly, all star, how else can I be treated!" The old man blasted the girls out.

The older woman looked at it and walked out, but was stopped by the old man.

"Ling'er, you stay and give me a hand, old arms and legs, not so flexible......"