【Western Regions】

The sky in the Western Regions was still so hot, he raised his head and glanced at the sun that was about to set, obviously it was about to set, but there was still no trace of coolness in the air.

Xiao Li gathered the veil on his head and swung his axe to chop the last piece of firewood.

She got up and wiped her sweat and rubbed her sore waist,

Walking into a simple stone house, with white smoke rising from the pot, Xiao Li opened it and sniffed the rice, with a hint of a smile on his lips.

Then she went out of the house, with a wooden basin in her hand, and she walked briskly with it, and twisted and turned in the woods behind the stone house, until she came to a brook.

This is the only stream in this oasis, and Xiao Lida has used the water in this stream to cook rice and wash clothes with the water in this stream since he was born.

Xiao Li took out the clothes in the wooden basin, soaked them in water, and then beat them with a wooden stick.

Xiao Li has lived in this desert oasis for as long as she can remember. She lived in a stone house, chopping firewood, doing her own laundry, farming, and cooking by herself.

She repaired the broken wooden bed in the stone house, sewed her own clothes when they were torn, and even nailed up the wooden basin for the dirty clothes.

When she had little time to spare, she took down the dusty books on the bookcase, lit the lamp and read a few volumes.

She had hardly ever been out of this oasis, and several times a year she had come out of it, and she had traded the low-grade spirit stones she had mined from the volcano for seeds for planting and a few furs to keep her out of the cold.

Xiao Li rubbed her clothes carefully and exhaled.

It's going to be dark, and the rice is almost ready. She stepped up her laundry movements.

After washing these clothes, I went back to eat a hot meal. Xiao Li said this to herself in her heart, and then read a few pages of her father's book and sleep well.

The white dress in her hand is her favorite, the desert wind and sand are violent, she is reluctant to wear it several times, and she washes it carefully every time it is dirty, for fear that it will be damaged.

But she couldn't wash this dress today, and the more she washed it, the redder it became, and the more she washed it, the redder it became.

Then, as if she had realized something, Xiao Li looked up the stream.

She seemed to see something black lying there, was that a person? She lived in this oasis, and she hadn't seen anyone but her.

She got up and ran towards the thing.

Xiao Li stopped a few steps away from the thing. She covered her mouth in surprise.

It was a man, a man in black who was unconscious, with long messy hair, chapped and bleeding lips, and a bloody body covered in horrific scars, as if he had been desperately forced to collapse by the stream.

[Now]

Four days later, in the early morning.

Xiao Li opened her eyes, got up from the bed, and found that the mat spread out beside her was empty.

Xiao Li sighed, it was like this again.

She walked out of the stone house, and sure enough, she saw the man sitting outside the stone house, looking up slightly, not knowing what he was looking at.

Next to the man was a pile of chopped firewood, and it seemed that he had been up for a long time.

It's the same as yesterday and the day before yesterday.

"Your injuries are not healed, you need to rest more. Xiao Li repeated what she said to the man yesterday and the morning before yesterday, "I can do all these things." ”

"It's fine. The man repeated the same answer.

【4 days ago】

Four days ago, Xiao Li picked up the man by the stream and brought him back to the house.

His strong, muscular muscles were covered with hideous and terrible wounds. Xiao Li only thought that he was a warrior or bandit in the Western Regions who got lost in the desert.

Xiao Li's unchanging life was shattered by this suspicious man, who carried a basket and walked a long way to collect medicine in the dangerous night of the Western Desert. Without saying a word, he cut open his old clothes and bandaged the man.

Xiao Li didn't understand why she was doing this, for the sake of someone she didn't know.

Maybe I'm too lonely. Xiao Li sighed in his heart that he was so useless.

Xiao Li thought that he might have to take care of him for several days before he could wake up, but he didn't expect that the man would open his eyes in less than a day and night, which made Xiao Li fully surprised.

At that time, Xiao Li was stewing porridge by the pot, and she noticed that something seemed to be staring behind her, and she turned her head vigilantly.

As a result, his eyes met the man's bottomless dark eyes.

The man sat up silently, and he didn't know how long he had been staring at himself.

She was taken aback: "You, are you awake?"

The man stared at her, not speaking. I don't know if I didn't come back to my senses, or I didn't want to deal with him.

Then, the man looked down at the body that was tied into a dumpling, and seemed to smile, but it didn't seem to be.

"It's not good-looking, don't mind, I've never done it. As she spoke, the woman poured the hot porridge into two bowls.

This time, Xiao Li was sure that the man was smiling, he hooked the corners of his mouth, and finally spoke: "But, who has ever seen it bandaged through clothes?" and-" The man touched the herbal foam on his body, put it under his nose and sniffed, "This is not a hemostatic grass, it is a desert bloody grass." ”

Xiao Li was stunned for a few seconds, and then her cheeks flushed, ashamed and ashamed.

She had heard of blood grass, which was very similar to hemostatic grass, but the effect was completely different.

The hemostatic grass is used to save lives, and the reason why the blood grass is called the blood grass is because it often scratches the ankles of camels and travelers in the desert, hence the name. Another feature of the blood grass is that if the wound touches the grass, it will delay the healing of the wound.

Xiao Li thought that he had seen these two kinds of grass in the book enough to distinguish them, but he didn't expect that he didn't help this man today, but instead of saying it, he helped him again.

Xiao Li froze there for a moment, as if in order to relieve the embarrassment, she brought a bowl of porridge to the man: "Do you want to drink?"

The man took the porridge, didn't say anything, no matter how hot it was, he put it to his lips and drank it, and the porridge with his eyes lowered was inexplicably serious. Xiao Li settled somewhere in his heart, but fortunately, he didn't blame himself for adding to the mess and helping him.

Xiaoli can't do medical skills, but she is still confident in her cooking skills. After all, she has been alone for so many years, cooking and feeding herself.

The man silently finished the porridge she had cooked, got up and placed the bowl on the table.

Xiao Li was taken aback: "Your injury?"

But then, the man's words surprised her speechless. The man ripped off her random bandage, patted her body, and then he took out the long knife at his waist and glanced at it, and said to the girl, "I can't eat enough, Lao Tzu will come back with some meat." ”

[Now]

Xiao Li saw that the firewood had been chopped, and the buns and cakes for breakfast were already hot in the pot, and she was okay for a while, so she sat down next to the man.

Behind her hung several large pieces of jerky, which the man had brought back that night, and they set fire to roast two large pieces, and the rest was enough for the two of them to eat for another seven or eight days.

It was a ferocious bird of prey that occasionally flew through the desert sky, a giant eagle spirit animal called Fanbird, a natural predator, who did not want to die one day under a spear that flew into the sky inexplicably.

【4 days ago】

"Hey, you, what are you thinking?" Xiao Li chased after him, grabbing the man who was injured and insisted on hunting, "How dangerous is the night in the desert, do you need me to tell you?"

"No, I'm a native of the Western Regions. The man replied, but the footsteps that walked outside did not stop.

"You just picked up a life, and you don't cherish it so much?" Xiao Li said in disbelief.

"It's the loss of life that makes this happen. The man turned his head and looked at the girl with a smile, his expression was indistinguishable whether it was serious or joking, "I don't want to starve to death before the blood drains." ”

Xiao Li was speechless and stood there. She lives in this stone house, or lives in isolation, ordinary people have never seen two, let alone this.

The man didn't care about the girl, squinted his eyes and looked around, and said to himself: "Fang Yuan doesn't know, well, how many miles, there is no crawling on the ground." As he spoke, he glanced at the knife in his hand and silently put it away.

Seeing this, Xiao Li breathed a sigh of relief, shook his head helplessly, and unconsciously used a coaxing tone to coax the child: "Go back and lie down, I'll go out tomorrow and buy you a few catties of meat back." ”

But no, the man didn't have the slightest intention of going back, but heard him say again: "Don't bother, there are no people running on this ground, and there are a few flying in the sky." ”

Xiao Li raised his head, and sure enough, there were several black giant birds flying in the sky, which were fierce spirit beasts in the Western Regions, with sharp claws three feet long, and a mouth that could spit poisonous flames, although the name was a bird, it was actually a giant eagle.

"Eat it tonight. As he spoke, the man conjured a spear out of nowhere, which was pitch black and carved with a pattern that Xiao Li had never seen.

Before Xiao Li could react, the man threw the spear that had been conjured out of nowhere at the giant eagle, and the spear with spiritual power was like an arrow feather, flashing in the sky, directly penetrating the giant eagle's heart, and the spirit beast screamed, and before he realized that something was wrong, he fell.

The spear turned into a golden light and disappeared as the giant eagle landed, and then Xiao Li was surprised to find that the spear had inexplicably returned to the man's hand.

"This, it's ......" Before the word treasure could be spit out, Xiao Li's words were interrupted and transferred by the man without leaving a trace.

"Let's go, drag it back and roast it. ”

[Now]

Recalling the man's shocking actions that night, Xiao Li realized that the strange man who killed the powerful spirit beast in this instant was a tall and handsome man, the injuries on his body were hard to hide, the muscles were strong and strong, and the face with a scar was handsome and uninhibited.

Not only that, but the man's action of throwing the spear, his expression, and momentum were inexplicably shocking.

Although Xiao Li, who had lived in the desert for a long time and was isolated from the world, did not know that not everyone could use spiritual power to throw heavy spears into the sky, she also vaguely guessed that this man's origin was not simple.

Directly roasted and ate this rare spirit beast without blinking, even if Xiao Li didn't understand the world anymore, he felt extravagant. This spirit beast can be exchanged for I don't know how much real gold and snow silver, and how much real gold and snow silver can be exchanged for meat. But this man was just roasted, and he didn't feel distressed.

"It's been four days, can you tell me what to call you?" Xiao Li sat with his legs crossed and asked the man next to him.

The man seemed to think for a moment, and said to her, "Whatever." ”

Hearing that the man didn't want to say his name, she was silent for a moment and then asked, "Where are you from?"

"This is it. The man replied.

The girl understood what he meant, he was saying that he was from the Western Regions, from the Western Regions.

This is a very scoundrel answer, which is equivalent to not saying anything.

The girl still didn't give up, perhaps because his avoidance made her heart unforgiving, and she continued to ask, as if she was fighting with a man: "Then who are you, and why are you so badly injured?"