The scabbard and hilt are engraved with lines like the movement of the stars, and under the sunlight, the black sword body reflects a leisurely light, making it more and more simple and beautiful, this is the Nanke sword that has been with her for a long time!

The tingling pain in her neck brought Song Nanke back to her senses, she suppressed the turbulent waves in her heart, and said softly, "Thank you for not killing." ”

Seeing Song Nanke turn his head, the man's body paused slightly, it seemed to be a little familiar, but it was just a moment, a short moment.

He put Nan Ke's sword back in its scabbard, turned around and left, ignoring the strangely dressed Song Nanke behind him.

Song Nanke saw the man turn around and leave, his heart was in a hurry, he got up with his hands and feet, and hurriedly followed.

This is not only because Nan Ke's sword is on the man's body, but also, in this recklessness in the bamboo sea, she doesn't want to become the stomach of the beast because she is lost.

When the man heard the movement behind him, the silver-white back paused, turned to look at Song Nanke, and said calmly and indifferently, "Why is the girl following?" ”

The blood stain on his neck seemed to pierce his heart, and his brows furrowed unconsciously.

Song Nanke hurriedly followed behind the man, and when he saw him stop suddenly, he startled her, for fear that the Nanke sword would be on his neck again, and he was busy explaining in a trembling manner.

"Hero, I, I don't know the way down the mountain, so I followed behind Hero. Don't worry, I have no purpose. And in the eyes of the hero, I am just a little ant, the hero can strangle me to death without much effort, I will not be so self-conscious, delusional to hurt the hero! ”

Song Nanke looked at the man's eyes that were as quiet as a deep pool, and secretly drummed in his heart, opened his lips, but couldn't say anything more.

If the man rejected her, she seemed helpless......

The man looked at Song Nanke for a long time, his brows were slightly frowned, and the coldness on his face seemed to be slowly cracking, although he still didn't say a word about what Song Nanke said, but he no longer had the indifference of Fang Cai.

After a moment, the man's eyes lowered slightly, and he turned around and walked forward, but the pace of moving forward slowed down a lot.

Song Nanke swallowed his saliva, and continued to follow with a little weakness.

……

After walking along the creek for two hours, I looked down and saw a corner of the wooden house at the corner of the creek.

At this time, the man spoke, "It's close to the foot of the mountain, I don't know what the girl is going to do?" ”

Song Nanke looked at that corner in a daze, and it had already consumed all her energy to go down the mountain. Now, her mind is empty, and she doesn't know what to do.

The slightly hoarse voice replied softly, "Hero, if we go to that hut and rest, I won't be able to walk at all." ”

The man was looking at the wooden house, and after listening to Song Nanke's words, his calm and waveless eyes added a little deeper, and asked lightly,

"The hut in the girl's mouth, but at the corner of the stream?"

Song Nanke was stunned and frowned, isn't there only one wooden house here? But I don't dare to say that.

"Exactly."

The man raised his eyebrows, a shallow smile on his lips, and said softly, "That's fine, let's go!" ”

Song Nanke gritted his teeth, raised his heels behind the man, and said weakly in order to distract himself, "I have been with the hero all the way, I don't know what to call the hero?" My name is Song Nanke......"

The figure in front of him paused and continued to walk forward, and just when Song Nanke thought that the man was unwilling to answer, a cold voice floated to his ears.

"Xiuyuan"

"Xiuyuan hero! Xiuyuan heroes can know that this is ......"

Song Nanke saw that the man was willing to take care of her, so he hurriedly inquired.

"I don't know ......"

Before Song Nanke's words fell, this cold voice came.

The corners of Song Nanke's mouth twitched, and he couldn't help but laugh in his heart......

The two of them were silent for a while, until they came to the corner of the stream......

In this flat bamboo forest, a stream surrounds the wooden houses, and a brown bamboo bridge spans both sides of the creek that has been trampled on over the years.

Ten meters outside the stream, there was an old man digging bamboo shoots, Song Nanke thought that this wooden house belonged to the old man, and wanted to go in to rest his feet, so he cleared his throat and shouted.

"Old man......"

It's just that as soon as her throat fell, her staggering back was so frightened that she sat on the ground and didn't turn her head! It's been a stalemate.

Song Nanke was stunned for a moment, a little surprised and puzzled, and subconsciously walked towards the old man, and asked softly, "Uncle, ......are you okay?"

Listening to the approaching voice, the stiff back paused for a moment, and trembled.

Song Nanke hesitated a little, standing behind the old man, and didn't know what to do for a while. Then he turned around and secretly looked at Xiuyuan, only to see him looking indifferently at the depths of the bamboo forest, and there was a faint disappointment in his heart......

She frowned, patted the old man's trembling shoulder, the words were still choked in her throat, a cold light flashed, and before she could react, there was a tingling pain in her arm......

The old man, who was sitting on the ground, got up at once, with a frightened look on his face, brandishing his sickle, and was about to slash at her.

The journey down the mountain exhausted Song Nanke's physical strength, and she was wearing high heels on her feet, which suddenly caused her to sit on the ground.

Seeing that the cold light flickering sickle was about to fall on her body, her mind was empty, and she forgot to dodge for a while......

"Zheng"

The sound of a heavy object falling to the ground sounded in the depths of the bamboo forest, and Song Nanke looked blankly at Xiuyuan who was standing in front of him, just like the backlit figure when he first saw him, but it seemed to be different......

The old man maintained the posture of wielding a scythe, and when he saw Xiu Yuan holding the Nan Ke sword, his eyes were like frost, and he was so frightened that he suddenly collapsed to the ground.

He was stunned for a moment, came back to his senses, and looked at Song Nanke, his hand trembled like a sieve, and he hurriedly begged for mercy.

"Monster Niangniang, the old man is blind, and he accidentally injured the monster Niangniang. Monster mother, don't eat me! Monster Niangniang, don't you want to eat this old man of mine, half of my body is buried in the soil, eating me will damage your cultivation! Monster Niangniang ......"

Song Nanke's face stiffened, sitting there, full of frustration, although her dress was incompatible with ancient times, she would not be regarded as a monster!

Moreover, she touched her arm, and the scratch of her sweater seemed to be a little wet, and she sighed helplessly in her heart, she had only been in this other world for less than a day, and she had seen blood twice......

She eased her strength, looked at the old man begging for mercy with some frustration, and said weakly, "Uncle! I'm not a youkai, and if I were a youkai, you could still hurt me! If I were a monster, you would still be begging for mercy here......"

The old man looked at it secretly, and after taking a look, he felt that his heart was frightened, and his rickety body trembled like a fallen leaf in the autumn wind.

With long curly hair and green nails, if she were a woman in the world, how could she be dressed like this......

Song Nanke followed the old man's look, and saw that Fang had been doing nail art for a short time, he was stunned, a little surprised, and said in amazement, "Uncle, don't you see my nails, just think I'm a monster!" I'm just dyeing my nails......"

The trembling body didn't say a word, just a slight pause.

Xiu Yuan looked at the blood stains on his white clothes, his brows furrowed as if he was nothing, as if the knife was cut in the bottom of his heart, and an inexplicable feeling appeared again......

The old man seemed to think that what Song Nanke said was reasonable, and the rickety body slowly stopped trembling, raised his cloudy eyes, and asked in a trembling voice, "You, you're really not, monster?" ”

Song Nanke sighed, his face was full of depression, and he replied angrily, "No, I'm really not a monster!" ”

"It's good if it's not a monster, you girl is really, you call me to do something in a good way, but it is about to scare the old man's heart."

The old man patted his chest, looking shocked.

"Girl, don't stay here, there are monsters in this bamboo forest on the southern slope. If it weren't for the old man's grandson clamoring to eat these dried bamboo shoots, I would be very reluctant to come here, especially today's ......."