"By the way, why are you lost, aren't you sure you'll find the village by walking towards the volcano?"

The blacksmith looked at Qiu Wuyi strangely, wondering why he was lost

"Ahem...... There are a lot of reasons here, I didn't set up camp, I just had this fire, by the way, what is your Boiling Spring Village? Where is it in the Land of Cunning?"

Qiu Wuyi took the initiative to sit down in front of the fire, turned his face and avoided this embarrassing question, who knew that the volcano was actually the symbol of a village or a country! Wouldn't a normal person have to avoid these things in the first place when building a country? In this way, the so-called country of honesty is naturally a big volcano in the other direction.

"Boiling Spring Village is one of the smallest villages in the country of Lucun, counting me as only a hundred people, and there has only been one citizen for many years, probably forgotten......"

The blacksmith had just sighed, and a strange scent that had never been seen before suddenly entered her nose, and she had forgotten for the time being that she had not eaten for three days under the torture of extreme thirst, but now that the water had moistened her body, the long-suppressed hunger had also revived.

Mutter......

Only halfway through the words, the chirp in her stomach didn't save her any face, and it still rang without any scruples, but she didn't feel ashamed of being hungry like the girls Qiu Wuyi had ever seen.

"My name is Qiu Wuyi, your name?"

Qiu Wuyi took out the potatoes from the fire and pushed them in front of the blacksmith, and now the potatoes were baked to the most suitable time, the skin was brown and hot, and there was a little spark.

"Meng Lian, what is this?

As a blacksmith, Meng Lian was naturally not afraid of the fire, she picked up a potato, but did not immediately stuff it into her mouth, and looked at it curiously with hunger.

"Sort of. ”

Qiu Wuyi knew that if he said too much, he would lose, and now Meng Lian didn't know that he was from a different world, and all the conversations were based on the common sense of this world, so being silent seemed a little cold and unapproachable.

"Good stuff, nothing toxic...... Call...... Your country is such a good place, many people in our village have gone out to look for seeds, but none of them have come back alive......"

Meng Lian held the potato broken in half with both hands, and a trace of white smoke kept coming out of the yellow flesh of the potato, and the fragrance became even stronger.

Finally, Meng Lian couldn't help but be troubled, carefully took a bite of the edge of the potato, and immediately praised it.

"You eat slowly. ”

Qiu Wuyi continued to look at the burning bonfire and began to digest every word Meng Lian had said.

According to her, it seems that there are two kinds of people in this country: commoners and nobles, and maybe even slaves. The living conditions of these people are undoubtedly extremely difficult, and they may even use poisonous crops as food, even for warriors. And the body of the traveler with the seeds on his body was probably from their Boiling Springs Village, but this matter could not be asked.

Although life is difficult, there are still perfect countries and rulers, and they are not mixed around in barbarian tribes, and there seems to be little communication between countries, and many people may not know what other countries are like, that is to say, they are still in a relatively primitive state.

"Ahem...... Ahem, ahem!"

The first bite of potatoes went down his throat into his empty stomach, and Meng Lian devoured the temperature of the potatoes without caring about them, like a wolf that had been hungry in the snow for a long time, "Don't worry. ”

Qiu Wuyi couldn't help but feel a little funny, but his head suddenly hurt faintly, not as intense as before, which showed that the memory had not been awakened, but the dozens of locks that were blocked on the memory had been opened.

"Ahem...... Thanks, you killed that Arahai Sharon, why don't you take out the dragon gold from its head?"

Meng Lian finally breathed a sigh of relief and pointed at the huge demonic beast that had been killed by Qiu Wuyi.

"No, I won't. ”

There was no way, Qiu Wuyi could only snort and fool the past with a casual nonsense.

"I'll get it for you, follow me to Boiling Spring Village for a few days, and I'll use Jiaolong Gold to build a weapon for you, even if you don't need it, you can get food for a month or two when you get it to the royal capital." ”

Meng Lian did not doubt him, this was the knowledge of a blacksmith, and in the desert, especially when he was lost, no one wanted to burden his bags.

"Good. ”

Qiu Wuyi looked at Meng Lian's busy back in front of the skull of the Deserted Sea Salon, and had some understanding of this world, just now she said that weapons can be exchanged for food, not money, maybe this country is still at the level of bartering.

The so-called Jiaolong Jin is the few hard muscles that Qiu Wuyi found just now, it is strange to say, it may be the reason for the contact with the air, when Meng Lian took all the muscles out of the head of the Wild Sea Salon, these muscles seemed to have become much harder than just now, and the two pieces were struck together, and they could make a sound of metal colliding.

Qiu Wuyi was obliged to take charge of the task of carrying Jiaolong Jin, although he didn't care too much about it, Meng Lian's backpack was too heavy, and Qiu Wuyi also found that she should have two water bags of her own, but one of them contained a lot of minerals in the shape of broken gold, if this water bag was filled with water, maybe she would not be in danger of dying of thirst.

"You're very attached to your work. ”

Qiu Wuyi said suddenly, it was difficult for him to understand that he would not hesitate to lose his life in order to carry as much ore as possible.

"There's no way, our village is too poor, and the only citizen hasn't had enough resources to cultivate for several years, and this time he suddenly gave a big order, so the people in the village are desperately looking for seeds and ores for him everywhere. ”

Meng Lian sighed lightly, there was not the slightest injustice in his tone, as if he had acquiesced that this was his fate, and he could only endure it, and endure it forever.

"I see...... You rest first, I've slept, I don't need you to keep vigil. ”

Qiu Wuyi saw that Meng Lian had set up a tent with tree branches, and said to her from behind.

The life of the people seems to be very bad, and the people of the citizen class seem to be able to oppress the people at will, and the relationship between the two is indeed closer to that of the slave owner and the slave, and now Qiu Wuyi can roughly determine that the respectable traveler is from Boiling Spring Village.

In this case, this favor cannot but help.

"Got it, if the night wolf comes, let me fight on the front line, I'm an expert. ”

Meng Lian does not shirk, her character is as simple and direct as all nations that have not yet been "civilized", she does not like lies, and her grievances are clear.

"Hmm. ”

Qiu Wuyi nodded in response, turned his back to the bonfire, closed his eyes slightly and rested for a while, and regained all his energy in less than a minute.

But nothing happened that night, whether it was between the man and woman they had just met, or between humans and monsters.

Qiu Wuyi has a heavy burden on his back, and he also has a reliable companion.

During the journey, Meng Lian did not have any verbal communication with Qiu Wuyi, and tightly wrapped his head and face, which was the way the desert walked.

In order not to arouse her suspicions, Qiu Wuyi also covered her mouth with a red scarf, and did not show off the space equipment on her body, which made it even more difficult to hurry.

Meng Lian knew the right direction, although Qiu Wuyi couldn't see anything that could show the way, every night when they set up camp, the two of them began to have some conversations, Qiu Wuyi was afraid of revealing his identity, he always said less and listened more, Meng Lian didn't know Qiu Wuyi's thirst for information, and what he said was limited to some things related to travel and hometown.

"Slash!"

With a loud shout, Xue Liang's big knife hand rose and fell, and without waiting for Qiu Wuyi to make a move, the black giant monster with a body like a big bear and a flat head embedded in his body was cut in half from the center in response.

Meng Lian's arms were bulging, and clear green tendons also appeared on the back of his hands, this knife was really clean and neat, after the blade cut off the demonic beast, the blood vessels in its body remembered that it should spurt blood, if it weren't for both strength and speed, it would be impossible for ordinary martial artists to use such a brave sword.

However, Meng Lian in this posture no longer looks like a woman, whether it is muscles or personality, Qiu Wuyi feels very comfortable with such a person.

There were a few thick cuts of Warcraft meat on the fire, Meng Lian sat cross-legged by the fire, put the long big knife across his legs, and cherished it with the fat of the Warcraft.

Qiu Wuyi flipped the barbecue from time to time, the night had fallen, and he didn't know if the fragrance could attract anything.

"How long have you been traveling here?"

The long knife quickly became new and shiny, and Meng Lian raised the long knife weighing hundreds of catties with one hand and retracted it into the sheath with satisfaction.

"It's been a long time, it's almost ...... It's been more than a year, and of course I haven't been on the road all the time. ”

This time, counting the time after Zhenguo's amnesia, thinking of this, Qiu Wuyi's face unnaturally converged with a trace of melancholy.

In a year, not only did he not recover his lost memories, but he came to an even more inexplicable and wild place, and the portal in the tower could not be set up just to throw people into the desert, there must be something hidden in it, so Qiu Wuyi was not very worried.

If there is something to worry about, it is only Liuberry Berry, who has lost her restraint, and it is the people who meet her who need to be worried.

"Purpose?"

"Go home. ”

Qiu Wuyi replied without thinking, the home here not only refers to the place where people return, but also the heart.

The missing memory is the confusion of leaving home.

"More than a year...... Isn't your way to finding your way too bad?"

Meng Lian stared at Qiu Wuyi in surprise, she couldn't have known the hidden meaning of Qiu Wuyi's words, she just thought that he couldn't find a home after being lost outside for a year.

"Hmm...... That's how you understand it. ”

Qiu Wuyi was also stunned for a moment, and couldn't explain, so she nodded along with her thoughts.

Soon Meng Lian will be home, and according to what she said, there is only less than half a day left before Boiling Spring Village.

No matter what, he finally walked out of the desert, and Qiu Wuyi's heavy mood was partially neutralized by a faint joy.

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