The house was full of worthless things, Zhao Yuanling didn't bring anything, and the two came out empty-handed and looked at the street and looked at each other.

"The guest house is not a long-term solution, but these silver taels are estimated to only buy a piece of land."

Except for the expenses of the past few days, there is not much money left in his hand, but fortunately, he met a family of migrants and sold the house to them cheaply.

The area of the house is only fifty square meters, but fortunately, the courtyard is more spacious when it faces south, at least it will not be kicked out.

"Now I really don't have a penny." Zhao Yuanling looked at the empty money bag, and suddenly felt sad.

"Relying on the mountains to eat the mountains, in short, it's right to starve to death."

With Mo Bai's words, Zhao Yuanling suddenly relaxed somehow.

Early the next morning, he was dragged to the mountain.

Her sleepiness had not yet dissipated, and she squinted at the weed, which was taller than a person, and just wanted to continue lying down.

She was so sleepy that she still had to sleep.

Of course, Mo Bai knew what she wanted to do, and put the cloth bag in her hand in front of her, "If the princess doesn't want to go hungry, she can only dig wild vegetables by herself." ”

This threat obviously worked, Zhao Yuanling took the bag in a daze, squatted on the ground and searched around.

"You look here now, I'll see if there's any game nearby."

"Wild game? What game? It's good to have wild vegetables to eat. The voices of the villagers came from not far away, carrying a flat pole on their shoulders and dry wood at both ends.

looked at the eyes of the two with a little pity, "Nowadays, the lives of the people are really getting more and more difficult." He shook his head and walked away.

Within a radius of 100 miles, except for the frightened birds flying in the sky from time to time, there was no livestock around.

"It seems that we can only eat wild vegetables."

It's really embarrassing to think that she is a dignified princess and has fallen to the point of digging wild vegetables.

She squatted on the ground and looked for the same vegetable leaves as she had been given.

After squatting for a long time, feeling her feet tingle, she sat down on the grass with little interest.

However, at this moment, there were several strange noises in the grass behind him.

The wind in the mountains and forests was gusting, and there was the "rustling" sound of the leaves rubbing. Clusters of lush green grass also swayed very regularly with the wind.

But there is a tuft of grass that sways in the wrong posture!

She carefully propped herself up, picked up a stick, and tiptoed closer.

"I found it!" The stick in his hand slammed into the grass and did not stop until there was no movement in the grass.

Tear open the grass, and there is a four-like animal lying inside. Shaped like a rabbit and beaked like a bird, the harrier eagle has eyes and a snake-like tail, and what is even more strange is that its back is covered with a scaly armor.

Sensing someone, it opened its eyes and sat up.

"What's wrong, what's wrong? I was just sleeping. ”

Zhao Yuanling: "......" is not very lethal and extremely insulting.

She took a step back vigilantly, "You're a demon!" ”

"Four dislikes" straightened up and stretched, shaking lazily.

"I'm not a demon, where is the demon where I look cute."

Zhao Yuanling: Do you want to hear what you're talking about?

She doesn't know if it's a demon, but it's not cute, and she can still see it at a glance.

In the human world, in addition to the human race and the demon race, there is also a creature called "spirit." ”

They are similar to the demon race, but unlike the demon bloodthirst for killing and brutality, they are gentle by nature and never harmful, and after turning into a human form, they are no different from the human race.

If it is a demon, it will definitely reveal its beast form after turning into a human form.

"Then you take a human form and let me see it."

"Hmph, melt into one."

A wisp of white smoke appeared out of thin air, and a figure gradually appeared, and Zhao Yuanling took a few steps back.

The white smoke cleared, and a little girl appeared in front of her.

The little girl looked to be eleven or twelve years old, dressed in a tender green sarong, inlaid with several neat rows of scaly armor, with two small straps on the top of her head, dark skin, and a pair of eyes that were surprisingly large, and very bright and smart.

"I said I'm not a demon." The little girl's voice was crisp, her smile was full, her bright eyes seemed to be able to speak, and she looked at Zhao Yuanling proudly.

Zhao Yuanling carefully observed her whole body and made sure that she was really not a demon, so he breathed a sigh of relief.

Although the facial features are not very delicate, and the skin is not as white as a beauty, a smiling face makes people can't help but feel better.

However, the original body is a bit difficult to explain.

"May I ask what your original identity is?" Zhao Yuanling was a little curious.

"It's... It's ......" she hesitated for a long time, unable to say why.

"Are you alone, then?" Zhao Yuanling asked again.

Seeing the little girl nodding, Zhao Yuanling stretched out his hand and touched the little tugs on her head, and his eyes softened unconsciously.

The book says that the "spirits" are a very weak race, usually living in groups, and it is rare to see a single one in the realm of the human race.

Not only demons, but even the human race is a huge threat to them.

Sleeping alone in this barren mountain and wilderness, and not being able to tell his race, must have been separated from his family since he was a child.

Zhao Yuanling thought about her appearance before she turned into a human form, the most obvious thing was the carapace on her back.

Looks a bit like ......

She was a little puzzled and tentatively asked, "You shouldn't be the eighth king, right?" ”

"You are the eighth king, and your whole family is the eighth king!" The armadillo exploded in an instant.

As an ancient divine beast that has survived since the year of Xuantian, it has experienced several generations of human emperors in the human world. She once stood on the shoulders of the emperor of the people, looking down on thousands of people, what kind of big scene has never been seen.

But it will be recognized as the eighth king, and it is the first time.

She crossed her hands on her hips and scolded at Zhao Yuanling's ear: "Look at Wang Ba and then look at me, but you can't see it with any long eye, okay!?" I am... Although I don't know my race, you see that I am so cute, kind, beautiful and beautiful, and I have nothing to do with that ugly bastard......"

Listening to her chatter, Zhao Yuanling felt as if there were countless flies in her ears "huh" at her ears.

She quickly covered her ears, only to feel dizzy in her head.

"I know it's wrong, don't say it, don't ......" Before she could finish speaking, her eyes darkened and she fainted.

Mo Bai came quickly, frowned, and hurriedly hugged the person.

The armadillo's eyes widened, not knowing why this person fell down in a good manner, looking at the murderous man, she raised her hands with a panicked face.

"It's not me, it's really not me! She fainted without doing anything, and she was obviously touching porcelain! Heaven and earth can be learned, but if I tell a lie, I will starve to death! No, no, it's too cruel to starve to death, or change it, let me go out to eat in the heavy rain without chopsticks......"

Mo Bai raised his eyes and swept the "spirit", and then set his eyes on Zhao Yuanling in his arms.

Putting it on her wrist, an invisible true qi wandered between the two.

The armadillo's mouth stopped, feeling the fluctuation of the true qi, and the dark eyes were full of vigilance.

The atmosphere froze in an instant, and even the wind stopped.

"You're a demon."

"You are not the Spirit."

In an instant, countless plants and trees "rustled", two invisible air waves suddenly exploded, and a huge wind howled throughout the mountain forest, and the birds and beasts were frightened, and they fled from this purgatory.

Hundreds of invisible blades intertwined in the air, and the trees and flowers were like raindrops in the sky, falling to the ground continuously, with a tragic beauty.

The scattered "rustling" sound of grass and trees made a sound like a non-stop whimper. The air was squeezed and thinned under the true waves, and for a moment, the heavens and the earth stood still, and even the wind was frozen in the air.

Just when the fight was inextricable, both sides suddenly stopped and stopped.

The armadillo calmed down, trying to make himself look less vulnerable.

Evading the pursuit of the Terrans had already cost it too much energy, and it was now at the end of its power.

"The power of the Divine Beast." The four words that fluttered lightly had already revealed her identity, and the armadillo looked at Mo Bai, and the contemplation in her eyes was deeper.

"Now that you know who I am, I don't think you need to say any more, put this girl down."

"Impossible."

Mo Bai held Zhao Yuanling, who was still unconscious, in his arms, and his fingertips condensed into a stream of true qi and continued to transport it into Zhao Yuanling's body, and the person's complexion in his arms gradually changed from pale to ruddy, and his breathing gradually became stable.

Mo Bai let go of his hand, his face was bloodless, and his breath visibly became disordered, like a deflated ball.

The armadillo could already see that he was healing the girl's wounds. Although he didn't understand why a monster would do such a thing to a person, his intuition told him that he wouldn't harm her.

Zhao Yuanling, who was lying on the ground, woke up slowly, looked at the remnants of flowers and fallen leaves on the ground, and rubbed his eyes as if he hadn't woken up, looking dazed.

"Princess, how do you feel?"

Zhao Yuanling shook his head solemnly.

"Princess?"

The sudden voice startled Zhao Yuanling, and as soon as she raised her head, she remembered that there was a third person here.

She had already told Mo Bai before, calling each other by ordinary titles, but for some reason, he still liked to call himself "princess" in private. ”

Obviously, the princess has been buried with the body of "Zhao Yuanling".

Just as she was thinking about how to explain the title, she saw the armadillo touch her chin and walk up to her.

The two big eyes like black grapes were shining, and Zhao Yuanling was a little hairy when he stared at him.

"What's wrong?" She blinked.

The armadillo looked at Zhao Yuanling, then turned his head to look at Mo Bai, and his eyes suddenly lit up, "Are you playing role-playing?" ”

Zhao Yuanling: ?

Mo Bai: ?

Seeing that neither of them spoke, the armadillo smiled even more happily, "It seems that you are the same as me, and I often let those little demons and imps call me king." ”

Looking at the smiling face, Zhao Yuanling experienced the feeling of being deflated for the first time. This feeling of wanting to explain but not being able to explain it is really embarrassing.

The shining golden sun has risen from the top of the mountain to the air, the mountain forest is shrouded in a layer of golden light, and the ethereal cries of birds are gradually circling in the mountain forest.

"I'm hungry."

Zhao Yuanling said to Mo Bai: "Let's go down the mountain." ”

Mo Bai: "Okay." ”

"And me, and me!" As soon as she heard about eating, her eyes lit up instantly, and she raised her hands and jumped high, looking at her pitifully.

Zhao Yuanling was pleased: "Okay, welcome to our new home." ”