"You're still soft-hearted." The white-haired bear clasped his hands, and his voice softened.

The figure behind the dense fog was always looming, and the female voice did not answer for a long time. It was getting dark, and they hadn't seen each other for a year, and the figure behind the fog had quietly left at some point.

The white-haired bear sat alone by the hot spring for a while, and then got up and went down the mountain.

When the blood-colored moonlight faded, the one who would lose his mind again and become a ninth-order powerhouse who was not recognized by his six relatives, and the white-haired bear was not ready to challenge the dignity of the supreme powerhouse.

A large mansion belonging to it still needs to be decorated by the white-haired bear, and there are many recipes left by Lin Luoran that can also be studied. What do human beings say, flowers and plants can also be planted in the house, some plants are used to make vegetables, some plants can extract fibers from them, make cloth and then cut into clothes, oh, plant fibers can also be made into paper, anyway, human beings pay a lot of attention to it...... It has to understand this, which means that there will be a fulfilling way of living for a long time.

For a high-level demon beast like it that has opened its mind and lived for a long time, this large demon beast forest is too familiar, and there is no pressure to survive, and the days have become extremely monotonous in the similarity year after year.

But now it's different, perhaps, it can try to learn to be a human like the civet sisters?

People, it looks interesting, too.

The white-haired bear remembered that the petite Lin Luoran could build a building complex of more than ten acres out of thin air under pressure, and he felt that it was very hard to learn to be a man.

Plus a long time...... The last thing it lacks is time, and it's wonderful.

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Lin Luoran became a real rolling gourd.

Tumbling down a mountain with an altitude of several thousand people, the narrow path was uneven, and if it weren't for the bushes on both sides, she might have fallen into the mountain stream halfway through. Rao is like this, when the unconscious Lin Luoran fell into the stream at the bottom of the mountain, the snow-white rabbit fur coat on her body was still separated by sharp rocks, but fortunately she was wearing a "Ruyi shirt" inside, which isolated the physical damage, otherwise it would inevitably damage her appearance and become a "big flower face".

After the snowmelt, the stream was freezing cold, and Lin Luoran was lying in a coma in the stream, and his hands and face were frozen after a while. It was getting dark, but she still hadn't woken up.

Seeing that Lin Luoran was about to become the first monk to freeze to death since the opening of the cultivation realm, a dog barking sounded, and the hound with excellent sense of smell found her unconscious by the stream, and roared back a few times.

A hunter with a big furry hat and a short bow in his hand, carrying two white-haired foxes, brushed away the weeds and came to the stream.

Lin Luoran happened to wake up at this time.

She didn't open her eyes, but "saw" her surroundings with her senses. When she saw this dark-faced Orion, she felt a burst of joy in her heart.

I must have come to the other side of the mountain, and there are no humans in the Demon Beast Forest!

This Orion had dark skin and was very strong, and at first glance he thought he was an adult, but if he looked closely at the eyes, he found that they were clean and clean...... The simplicity of a teenager who is not familiar with the world. Lin Luoran saw such a pair of clean eyes, and decided to continue pretending to be dizzy for fear of scaring this ordinary teenager.

At first, her appearance must have looked terrifying at this time, a seriously injured person suddenly woke up, and it was in the deep mountains and wilderness, and the young hunter became suspicious, and she would have to make great efforts to find out the news of this place. Second, for the existence of human beings in this alien space belonging to the Penglai realm, in addition to demon beasts, it is not recorded in the wood spirit classics, Lin Luoran has no psychological preparation, and can only wait for the development of things.

Perhaps, the people who wrote the books didn't care about these mortals who were like ants?

After briefly checking Lin Luoran's injuries, the swarthy boy was a little embarrassed.

In this way, it is obviously not easy for her to move, but the stream is cold, and if she does not move, she will stay where she is and wait for death.

The swarthy boy calmed the hound, carried a scimitar to the nearby bushes and cut two thicker branches, made a simple hand-dragged frame from the mountain vines, spread the soft branches, and carried Lin Luoran to the stretcher.

Lin Luoran praised the intelligence of this Orion boy in his heart, so he did not move and let him treat him.

She couldn't move the dirty and wet clothes on her body, and she quietly forced the cold in her body out of her body, and Lin Luoran could still do it. After being dragged away by the young man for a while, Lin Luoran felt the blood flowing in his body warm up again.

After the exercise, Lin Luoran felt that the spiritual power circulating in her body seemed to have made a lot of progress, which made her sigh that the spiritual energy of the Demon Beast Forest was abundant, which was not the same as the thin spiritual energy environment outside the earth.

The dirt road was difficult to walk, and the Orion boy had to drag a simple branch trailer, so the speed slowed down, and it was not until twilight that Lin Luoran "saw" a small village with thatched roofs and yellow mud bricks as walls. The mountains are poor, and not many people are willing to light the lights at night, this detail can be understood very well by Lin Luoran, who was poor when he was a child, so it is not surprising to see the dark village.

It's just that in a mud-walled house at the end of the village, a high window was opened, and the flickering fire light spread through the window, illuminating the fence wall of the small courtyard. Two tall wooden poles were set up on the wooden planks to count as the gate, and an old woman looked in front of the door for a long time, and finally saw a familiar figure.

"Ah Zhi, you came back late today, did you hit the big guy?" The old woman saw that the swarthy young man's hands and feet were healthy, and let go of her worries, and saw that he was carrying a tow rope on his shoulders, and only dragged him back when he had hit wild boars and other big prey that came out to forage on a snowmelt day.

The old woman looked behind her, and was startled when she saw a person dragging behind her.

She was about to ask carefully, but was blocked back by the swarthy boy, and only said that she would save people first. The old woman saw that it was not a problem to block outside the house, and when the neighbors heard the movement, the dogs were biting, so she had to hold on to the side with the young man, and helped Lin Luoran into the house.

This family is not wealthy, it is also a house with mud walls and thatched roofs, in Lin Luoran's opinion, the house of the swarthy young man's family is obviously shorter, and the walls are crooked. Is it a mother and son? The woman was as old as his grandmother. Such a family reminded Lin Luoran of the Lin family before the practice, and the old woman reminded her of Mother Lin.

There was a fire kang in the room, and the old woman asked the young man to boil a pot of water, took off Lin Luoran's wet coat, touched the Ruyi shirt she was wearing inside, and said to herself: "Fortunately, it didn't get wet, but it's a pity that the good coat is gone." ”

After Lin Luoran was cleaned up and put on the kang to cover the quilt, the old woman took the tattered rabbit skin coat and came out. The swarthy boy was eating under the stove, by the embers in the stove.

Because he didn't return home for a long time, the cabbage stuffing in the pot was rotten without chopsticks, and the young man didn't care too much, so he pulled it into his mouth.

"Ah Zhi, where did you save this girl, my mother sees that her clothes are expensive, our family won't cause any trouble, right?"

Ah Zhi picked up a few slices of fat in the cabbage and ate it, and the steaming meal drove away the chill into the mountain, and then he put down the dishes and chopsticks.

"Just save her by the stream, mother, it doesn't matter if she is expensive or not, my son can't see death without saving her...... What trouble will there be, it looks like she has stumbled, even if she is a noble girl in Fengcheng, she can only be grateful to our family when she wakes up. ”

The old woman sighed again and again, feeling that Ah Zhi's idea was too simple.

How could a weak woman go into the mountains alone, just afraid that their family would cause some trouble.

Lin Luoran opened his eyes in the room.

She could hear the conversation between the old woman and the young man clearly, and judging from the conversation and the clothes, it was like the folk customs of ancient China. It's just that there is no useful information in their conversation, and the "Fengcheng" mentioned should be a city closer to here.

Out of the Demon Beast Forest, Lin Luoran can finally use his divine sense with confidence. At this moment, her divine sense was completely extended, and she found several villages of the same size within a radius of dozens of miles from this small village. They have something in common, they are all in the gentle part of this stretching mountain range.

The beasts she "saw" with her divine sense were all normal, and there were no demon beasts, and there were naturally no monks among the people she saw.

Is this side of the mountain just an ordinary quasi-ancient world?

Lin Luoran pretended to be asleep on the bed full of doubts, and finally got to the end of the day, the old woman came in with water, and she could finally "wake up".

"Auntie, did you save me? …… Where is this? ”