I woke up, my eyes gradually opened, my consciousness slowly cleared, the insects buzzing in my ears, a dazzling light hit my eyes, I slowly got used to it, and opened it again.

The sky was so blue that I was frightened by the fact that a few small birds were "chirping" away from the turquoise trees.

I lay on the soft grass, and the faint scent of grass spilled into my nose. Not far away, there are a few small lilac flowers, blooming beautifully.

I was suddenly excited, but I was immediately disappointed. Here, it turned out to be the mortal world.

The first sentence of "Cangli ......" was actually the name of this person.

Forty years, I was actually imprisoned in the Demon Domain for forty years by this guy named Cang Li. Now, I have finally left that depressed, boring, cold and cruel place.

Thankfully, I didn't have my memories erased by those boring years in the Demon Realm. I am Yinluo, the crane demon of the lush forest, Yinluo.

Then, the burning sensation in his chest made him feel like he had no intention of experiencing the colors around him. Suddenly, he completely remembered everything that happened in the Demon Domain just a moment ago, that great battle, and the figure buried by the dark cyan smoke, and he actually had an urge to go back and see if he was still alive.

...... "You're not a demon. ”......

Again, this sentence lingered in my mind. Whether I believe it or not. He protected me with his life, could his words be false? Or did he just want me to never be at his mercy?

I curled up in a ball, and I felt a sharp pain in the top of my head and a sharp pain in my chest.

Leaving the Demon Realm in this way, he was alone in the human world, and he was still injured, but fortunately he was not tortured to show his original form. But in my memory, the human race is really very complicated, and I don't seem to have much power to resist now, if I encounter someone with bad intentions and some ability, how should I deal with it?

Half a day.

In any case, I should find a place to heal now.

I started looking around, convinced that this was a place I had never been.

I struggled to get myself up, supporting my body with the help of the trees around me, and I urged my spiritual power to stop the bleeding for myself, and endured the pain, tearing through the clumps of grass and trees.

The forest was deep, but at last an open lawn loomed, and the sun shone brightly on the earth. It should be the height of summer, it is a little hot, and the wound on my chest hurts even more under the catalysis of the sun. I suddenly thought, even if I found the exit of the forest, what should I do?

I seemed to have no support at all, and I seemed to have lost much of my ability to survive on my own. He is to blame for this.

In a trance, I heard the sound of gurgling water, which seemed to be very close, and I tried my best to imagine what the water in this world looked like, but damn it, my mind was full of red Holy Spirit spring water, and I couldn't help but laugh at myself.

I rested for a while holding on to the trunk of the tree beside me, and the pain was relieved.

Suddenly, a strong murderous aura rushed towards me, but seeing the white light flashing in front of me, I held my breath, instinct flashed, the wound was in severe pain, and the sudden tension and severe pain made me faint. I only remember that there seemed to be a deeply inserted sword on the trunk of the tree next to me. The sword body shot a sharp light, and I only felt paralyzed, and I no longer had the strength to stand up.

"Girl, are you alright?"

In a trance, there was a faint sound in my ears, but this sound seemed to be more powerful than the sword, and I was dizzy and fell into a deep sleep......

When I woke up again, the pain in my chest was much better, but I still had no strength in my whole body.

I vaguely remembered that I dreamed of the Gloomy Forest again......

Countless towering trees cover the sky and the sun, and the sparkling light wants to pass through the tree cover, but it is very difficult. There are ancient spirit birds sleeping in the trees and making a "cooing" sound, the crystal flowers on the ground emit a faint light, the old banyan tree in the Yueling Mountain Stream is still chattering endlessly about the mother tree who deceived him Yuandan, and after the sunflower forest, Xiaolu is the only place where the sun can be seen in the entire lush forest-Youyou Valley is facing the sun on his back......

With these memories, I felt a soft quilt behind me, as if I was not used to this comfort.

There was a faint smell of wood in the air, and the curtain by the window was just half of my view.

I smelled the smell of food, and turned my head to find a bowl of hot porridge on the wooden shelf next to the bed, with a sticky surface and a hint of green plants floating.

This should be a mortal dwelling.

I was about to sit up when I heard the creak of the door opening, coming from outside my room. Then there was the clear sound of footsteps on the wood, facing my direction. Perhaps knowing that I was going to face a mortal, I didn't feel too uneasy.

Through half of my vision, I saw a blue-gray robe, black boots with off-white leggings, and a jade pendant hanging down from the waist, resembling a Xuanwu, blue and crystal clear, fine workmanship, no impurities, a piece of fine jade.

As I got closer, I could see a face clearly.

Two thick ink sword eyebrows, but not fierce, a pair of clear eyes, but not immature, cheekbones on both sides are slightly straight, but not abrupt, one nose bridge is straight, but not stiff, the lower jaw is distinct, but not rough, sideburns and ears, but not old. In terms of age, in the words of mortals, it should be the age of standing, but it seems to exude the heroic spirit of a weak crown, but behind the heroic spirit, there is a trace of sadness and calmness for some reason.

He seemed to notice my intent, subconsciously turning his gaze to one side. Although he pretended to be calm, under my undisguised gaze, his reluctant smile made me a little uncomfortable. So, I looked away from him and sent him a message with my heart, telling him that I had been shut up for too long, and that I had never seen any other face than that person.

Of course, he's a mortal man, and he can't hear me.

But there was another voice in my heart that told me that the look between the eyebrows in front of me seemed familiar, and even made me feel an indescribable feeling, whether it was panic, nervousness, uneasiness, or ...... Throb.

I tilted my head again because my face was a little hot. I haven't felt like this in a long time.

"Girl, are you awake?" he asked softly, leaning slightly over at me, as if afraid of getting too close and violating me.

I bowed slightly, not knowing if he was aware of my unobvious response.

"You've been asleep for three days, drink this bowl of porridge. ”

I looked sideways at the steaming bowl of porridge, which I didn't have to eat to eat, but now I had a strong desire to taste it.

Suddenly remembered the coldness of the Demon Domain, even if that person was considerate at the time, but more often than not, I was left alone in the cold grotto, and I had not encountered such a warm breath in front of me for too long.

Presumably he was boiling me new porridge every day, and he had to keep it warm. Thinking of this, my heart adds a little warmth.

I tried to use my hands to prop up my body, but I couldn't do it. I gave him an embarrassed look, I really needed some energy after three days of sleep.

"If the girl doesn't mind, she'll be offended. ”

Next...... He should be the so-called "man in the rivers and lakes", I can't help but think of that murderous sword.

There are many rules in the world, and even they are very particular about their own titles, and the rules of their survival are far more complicated than the world of demons.

I bowed my head again, and he slowly sat down on the edge of the bed, and his movements were very light, not only heroic, but also very careful.

He slowly lifted me up with one hand and supported me with his arm. At this moment, I suddenly felt that the mortal arm was so thick and powerful, that I could lean on it completely.

But the feeling of stability was short-lived, and he gently moved my body up, then let go of the arm that was holding me, and then used his other hand to keep me in a sitting position, then put the square pillow upright, put it behind my waist, and gently let me lean against the bed rail. During the whole process, I didn't even feel a trace of pain in the wound.

Immediately, the bowl of porridge had been brought to me by him, with a faint fragrance and the smell of green plants.

I took the bowl of porridge and hesitated, but drank it one bite at a time. Although I have never tasted such a taste, it seems that there is no discomfort, the light fragrance, it should be the taste of rice in the porridge, and the floating greenery, which is slippery in the mouth, a little sticky, but warm and comfortable. This is the first time I have drunk mortal porridge so seriously, only to find that mortals are indeed much more particular about the way of survival than other living beings, of course, this must also be because human beings are more afraid of death than any other kind of living beings, and without such meticulous care, their lives are too fragile.

"I don't want to deceive the girl, the sword wound on your chest was accidentally injured. After bringing you back, it is also bandaged below, and I hope the girl will forgive me for the offense. ”

The spoon in his hand froze in mid-air. Bandage the wound...... Then he must have touched my blood...... But then I breathed a sigh of relief, he was a mortal, not a demon, and the Holy Spirit Spring Water did him no harm. Of course, I also knew that his offense was referring to something else.

I retracted my uneasiness, but I was speechless. I know some secular rituals, but I don't know as much as mortals. For demons, secular ideas are insignificant in the face of powerful forces, and they can only be consciously followed, without the deliberate restrictions of mortals. Because, in a world where spiritual power flourishes, there is no limit at all.

Seeing that I did not speak, he was silent for a moment, perhaps thinking that I was lost or sad because of this, so he stood up, still respectfully kept his distance from me, and said lightly:

"The girl has a good rest, and she will go out first, and if there is any need, she will be called next. ”

I placed the empty bowl in my hand on the wooden shelf next to the bed as usual, and he gently laid me down and walked out of the room with the empty bowl. I wanted to ask him who he was, but for some reason, the words came to my lips, but there was no outlet, perhaps, I was a little tired.

However, if there is a real need, how should I call him?