This old woman was sixty or seventy years old, with gray hair, a cane in her hand, and still hunched over, her face full of weather, frost and vicissitudes.

Her cloudy old eyes looked at the tilting phoenix expectantly, gestured with her little thumb, and said in a hoarse voice:

"I just need a little bit of food, a little bit ......"

Trolling looked at her for a moment and sighed inwardly.

No matter what world or what era it is, there are people who do their best to survive.

She handed the last slice of bread over: "Here you go." ”

The old woman smiled, and her cloudy eyes shone brightly:

"God bless you, good boy......"

As he spoke, he handed her crutches over:

"I have nothing else to repay you, you can take this."

Tilting Huang rejected this "dog beating stick" carved with strange patterns:

"No, I don't need it, you need it more."

“…… All right. The old woman shook her head regretfully, and her smile became kinder.

He reminded her, "Little girl, you have an unusual talent, go to the forest in the east, it will bring you good luck, but don't go too deep." ”

As she spoke, the old woman looked at the white cat in her arms with a smile, as if admiring.

With that meaningful look, Qian Huang immediately felt that she was a little chattering, full of mystery.

"If it's okay, I'll go first." She withdrew decisively, and the other party's gaze seemed to be able to see through everything.

It seems that she is by no means a simple beggar's wife.

The old woman waved goodbye to her and smiled kindly: "Goodbye, good girl." ”

……

One or two let her go to the forest, and she really wanted to see what was there.

It's been a long journey.

Passing through a small clear river.

So she went and washed her hands and face.

He used the river as a mirror to see what he was looking like.

A yellow-faced and thin-skinned girl was reflected in the water, obviously fourteen years old, but she looked only twelve or thirteen years old.

The only thing that is gratifying is that Cynderella's eyebrows are exquisite, her slap is small and her face is porcelain white, and she is a beautiful embryo.

But Tilting Phoenix is very incomprehensible, why is this Lori malnourished, why is it so strong?

Youying narrowed her cat's eyes with a look of disgust:

"Why are you wearing rags on your body......"

Tilting Phoenix patted the dust on his body and looked calm:

"It's just a trivial matter, some of them are already good in their clothes, and they will talk about others when they have money."

Although it is a maid's suit, it can now shelter from the cold.

Unconsciously, past noon.

She dug for birds' eggs and pine cones on the way, and finally made it to the forest alive.

In the forest, tall trees stretch out in patches, covering the sky and the sun.

Wisps of sunlight shone through the cracks in the trees, and the light in the forest was misty, half-light and half-dark.

It was eerie and suffocatingly quiet, and even the bird's song took a long time to sound.

If it's night, it's even more terrifying......

Girls really shouldn't come to this kind of place.

But the phoenix was not afraid, and shuttled flexibly through the woods to find a big road in the forest.

The road is wide and has obvious signs of manipulation.

She walked cautiously along the main road.

Ahead is a bend.

The trees obscured her vision, but she suddenly heard the wolf growl!

The ghostly cat's ears pricked up, and she listened for a moment:

"Meow (there's someone in front!) ）”

The phoenix does not retreat, but advances.

Over the trees.

She saw a blonde boy with a sword in both hands, wrestling with a hungry wolf with dark green eyes......