The little furball jumped up and threw itself at the man's neck for a moment's astonishment, four sharp canines like four sharp short swords.

"Don't! Little Furball, Don't!" Zhang Xiaojuan was too familiar with Little Furball's movements, especially after eating the red fruit in the wasteland, she felt more and more that she had a kind of heart-to-heart connection with Little Furball.

The little furball moved too fast, and it was too late to hear Zhang Xiaojuan's voice, so it could only struggle to twist a little direction, and it still inevitably bit at the man's collarbone.

The sudden attack made the strange man unguardable, plus he was exhausted of aura and seriously injured, not only could not use the aura armor, but even the reaction was a little sluggish, and he was bitten by a pet beast like Test, the strange man blushed and felt very embarrassed, but fortunately his unshaven appearance hid his shame.

The strange man was puzzled by the child who suddenly appeared in the forest, and he couldn't explain the strange familiarity in his heart, so he couldn't help but look at her silently with curiosity.

At this time, Zhang Xiaojuan's mind sounded one after another, and she felt that her head couldn't react. The strange man stood there like a mountain that had suddenly appeared, blocking all her light.

She greedily used all the light in her eyes to look at the person in front of her seriously, and soon, the pain of disappointment hit her fiercely.

He's not a big roll!

His black wavy curls are longer than those of the big curls, his eyebrows are thicker and straighter than the big curls, his eyes are not as big as the big curls, his nose is higher than the big curls, the contours of his mouth are more distinct than the big curls, there are no small moles at the corners of the mouth, and the big curls are not beards, and the big curls are not as tall as him and he is not burly...... Every place is different, but why is it so similar when you put it together?

She looked at him greedily, why was it so similar? Why wasn't it her big scroll? Zhang Xiaojuan burst into tears.

The strange man was shocked by her hot and strange eyes, especially when he saw her suddenly burst into tears, and he was even more overwhelmed. Hey, I'm most afraid of women's tears, is this a little girl?

The strange man's brows kept twitching, he looked at the child in front of him seriously, about eight or nine years old, his skin was delicate like satin woven from blue silk, a beautiful little black curly hair, his black eyes were round like the most beautiful black pearl at the bottom of the Ursas Sea, and his pale pink mouth was like the most delicate bud in the morning. He unconsciously raised his hand to stroke his hair, and finally reacted with a flash of light in his mind, this child looks too much like himself, it is simply a copy of him!

The strange man's heart was like 10,000 bleating beasts running by, he quickly combed the woman in his memory and asked her tentatively: "That... Is your mother's name Funa? Funa Thun?"

The little girl did not answer, and the man then asked, "Felicia?"

"Sabina?"

"Minata?"

The man's face is getting worse and worse, according to the time calculation, there are only a few women he was impressed by seven or eight years ago, could it be that there is still a dewy relationship that he can't remember?

The strange man's face resembling a big roll made the alarm bell in Zhang Xiaojuan's heart not sound, and even the harm caused by Hocker was forgotten by her subconscious, and her senses for this strange man were completely replaced by the big scroll in her memory, and she couldn't give birth to the slightest defensive psychology in her heart.

Zhang Xiaojuan just stared at the strange man in front of her inexplicably, although she recognized the wrong person first, but he would be too presumptuous to ask her mother's name.

"I'm sorry sir, I have nothing to say. Her tone became cold.

The strange man scratched his head in embarrassment, "I'm sorry." ”

Zhang Xiaojuan saw that the new wound between his collarbones continued to ooze blood, and the clothes on his chest were soaked with blood.

"Sir, do you need some treatment first? You're badly injured. Zhang Xiaojuan's tone carried a hint of pleading that he was not aware of.

The strange man said embarrassedly, "I've run out of wound medicine, I want to try my luck to see if those mercenaries have some left." ”

Zhang Xiaojuan nodded and asked him to feel free.

The little furball jumped back and squatted on her shoulder, gently licking the tears on her face, Zhang Xiaojuan grabbed the little furball into his arms and hugged it tightly.

There weren't many things thrown down by the mercenary team, there were some clothes and a small package, which contained flints, daggers, a red monster skin, two white and round monster bones, and a few low-level magic crystals.

The strange man didn't find the medicine for the injury, and he was not too disappointed to mutter, after all, the medicine was very precious, and it was impossible for the mercenary team to throw it away.

Zhang Xiaojuan took out some fuchsia leaves from the eco-friendly cloth bag and gave them to the strange man, "This can stop the bleeding." ”

"Blood Clotted Grass!" the man happily took it, chewed it up, and applied it to the wound. At this moment, a grunting sound came from his abdomen, and the man scratched his head shyly and explained, "I haven't eaten well for a few days." ”

The wild fruits picked had already been eaten by Zhang Xiaojuan, and she took out another purple stem, which was the size of a potato to be hungry for a while.

The man glanced at it but refused to eat it, and said excitedly: "This is a rare herb Hidden Spirit Fruit, which can hide the aura emanating from the body, and can refine the elixir Hidden Trace Pill." ”

"Hidden Spirit Fruit? Hidden Aura?No wonder..."Several times the hiding place was very close to the demonic beasts, but those demonic beasts didn't notice it, and she wondered how her concealment level suddenly became higher, it turned out to be the credit of the Hidden Spirit Grass.

"You better eat one, your injuries are very serious, and the smell of blood is easy to attract demonic beasts. Zhang Xiaojuan is also for his own safety.

The man was a little moved, and suddenly felt that this little girl was really his child, and it was quite good.

"Ahem... That one... Is your mother Fiona?" suddenly remembered another woman, and seeing that the little girl frowned and looked bad, the man quickly changed his words and said, "Oh, I'm sorry, I was rude!"

"Let's introduce myself, my name is Malloro Morales, what is your name, how old are you?"

Zhang Xiaojuan was originally a little angry, but when he saw his face that looked like a big scroll, he couldn't get angry and answered his question truthfully.

"Oh, I can't tell you're twelve! Maloro looked suddenly understood, and soon fell back into his memory. But thirteen years ago was too long, he was only seventeen years old at that time, which was the age of bohemianism, and there were too many women he had touched.

Maloro couldn't think of a reason, although he couldn't be sure that the child in front of him was his own, but he inexplicably felt a sense of responsibility, which had never happened before.