Now at this time, the peach blossoms are blooming, and the sky and the earth are all crimson.

Wang Xian leaned against a peach tree to take a nap, but the painful feeling of fasting made her unable to rest. I had finished what I had begged for in the morning, but it was just a steamed bun and a cake, and I didn't even have a sip of water.

"Do you want to chew the peach blossoms?" she said to herself, holding a handful of peach blossoms.

But the flowers are not delicious.

Wang Xian shrugged his shoulders tiredly, his heart was full of grievances - what kind of life has this been!

She slowly closed her eyes, and when she was half asleep and half dazed, she suddenly felt a surge of breath around her.

Oh my God! She's tired now, don't kill a thousand-year-old goblin at this time. She really didn't have the extra energy to fight and kill.

As the demonic qi gradually approached, Wang Xian's heart sank, and his hand had slowly grasped the soul unloading whip. No matter who comes, whether it is a thousand-year-old goblin or a thousand-year-old king, those who dare to come up will be greeted with a whip first. I haven't been able to eat enough, and there are still people who don't want to be harassed?

However, the person who came was not a thousand-year-old goblin and a thousand-year-old turtle, but a strange little monster.

Wang Xian opened his eyes in the faint fragrance and saw the young man standing in the sky in snow-white, his untied hair like a veil in the breeze. At this time, he was staring at himself blankly, there was no hostility, no witchcraft, but there was real inexplicable power surging around him.

"What for?" asked Wang Xian suspiciously.

It's normal, if someone doesn't say a word, just stands in front of you and looks at you, you're going to ask.

The boy shook his head, no expression on his face.

"If it's okay, go away, if you stare at me like this again, be careful that I will kill you. Wang Xian raised the Soul Whip and tried to intimidate him, but she couldn't figure out what he meant, so she was a little panicked.

But the boy was not shocked, perhaps because he did not know what she was wielding in her hand. The boy began to approach Wang Xian, getting closer and closer, and then opened his palm in front of her in Wang Xian's nervous expression.

Well, it's two delicious-looking wild fruits.

"For me?"

The boy nodded, but did not speak.

Wang Xian reached out in disbelief and touched the young man's cold palm. Seeing her take her first bite of the fruit, the boy smiled gently.

At that moment, Wang Xian even thought that he had put some poison in the fruit, otherwise what was he laughing at?

After taking the last bite of the pulp, Wang Xian wiped his mouth with his sleeve contentedly.

"Who are you?"

The boy shook his head.

"You're a demon. ”

The boy nodded.

"Do you know who I am?"

The boy shook his head.

"I'm a demon envoy. Specializing in subduing demons and eliminating demons. ”

The boy nodded.

“...... We don't know each other, why are you so good to me?"

The boy did not answer, and as the wind blew away his fallen hair, Wang Xian saw that his lips were in a perfect arc—he was smiling, and he was smiling, smiling so beautifully.

He pointed to Wang Xian's hair.

Wang Xian touched his head suspiciously, and suddenly realized, "You can't tie your hair, do you?"

The boy nodded happily.

It turned out to be for this. A newborn demon who doesn't know the world wants to look good, so he takes two wild fruits to bribe the hungry demon envoy, just to get the demon envoy to tie his hair.

At this moment, the young man sat on the ground with his back to Wang Xian, Wang Xian searched for a long time but did not find the strip of cloth to tie his hair, and finally simply loosened the ribbon that bound his hair.

In the peach forest, in the crimson color, one gray and one white. The girl smiled and tied the boy's hair, and she pulled his long hair with her delicate fingers and tied it with the white ribbon.

Wang Xian patted him on the shoulder, and the young man turned around, and sure enough, he tied up his hair and the whole person was much more refreshed.

"You're so good-looking!" Wang Xian said.

The young man looked at Wang Xian's scattered hair and lost his mind.

"It's okay," Wang Xian said, "to thank you for the wild fruit you gave me." ”

The boy smiled.

Wang Xian asked him his name, but he didn't speak, and when he asked him about other nonsense, he still didn't speak.

After a while, Wang Xian thought to himself: Don't be a dumb monster?

"If you don't say anything, can you show me the way? I'm lost and can't find my way back. A few monks came in the morning, and they didn't know anything. ”

The boy nodded.

"I'm going back to Xiuyun Mountain, do you know how to go?"

Wang Xian got lost, and he didn't know which way to go, so he had to stay in the peach forest. She thought: how beautiful it would be if she starved to death, and there were countless petals on her corpse. If you die so amazingly, you will die.

The boy knew the direction, and he led Wang Xian through the peach forest, pointing to a secluded dirt road at the foot of a mountain.

"Do you want to go this way?" Wang Xian looked at the endless road, "Can I get to Xiuyun Mountain by following a road?"

"Hmm. ”

"Thank you!" Wang Xian couldn't wait to walk forward, but halfway through, she turned around and shouted to the lonely white figure: "My name is Wang Xian! I am a disciple of Xiu Yunshan! Who are you?"

He finally spoke, and the words dispersed with the petals in mid-air, "My name is Dongli!"

Wang Xian waved to him in satisfaction.

It turned out not to be dumb.

He also waved to Wang Xian.

Wang Xian was twelve years old that year, and it was the first time she met Dongli, helping Dongli tie up her long hair, but she was discarded with her head.