"Of course, anyone who is not blind can see. Ji Mo rubbed his aching ass and said.

"......" The demon girl was stunned, this means that I am blind?

"What kind of Huiyuan grass is for you. Ji Mocai handed her the white grass in his hand.

The demon girl took the grass, and her originally depressed mood instantly improved, and she said happily: "Thank you! My name is Mi Scale, what is your name?"

Looking at Ji Mo's stunned expression, Mi Yan suddenly remembered that he had amnesia.

"I almost forgot, and you don't know what your name is...... Why don't you do that, I'll give you a name, and I'll call it simply?" said Mi Scale.

"And what are you going to name me?" asked Ji Mo expectantly.

"Hmm......" Mi Liang pondered for a while, and said: "You said that you fell from above, then it is better to call Jun Luo! Jun is the gentleman's king, because you just helped you get life-saving herbs from the cliff, I think you are a good person, and you can't be better at using you." ”

"Jun Luo......" Ji Mo pondered for a while, and suddenly said, "Is that how it was written?"

He picked up a small branch and wrote two words on a grassless ground, yes, what he wrote was the script of Huaxia - Junluo.

Mi Yan looked at the text he wrote, and was stunned, she had never seen this kind of text before, and thought that Ji Mo was scribbling.

"You probably didn't read before you lost your memory, did you?"

“...... Forgot. Ji Mo recalled and replied.

"I'm writing to you, and these two words are written like this. ”

Mi Liang picked up a branch from the ground and wrote two words in a place where no grass grew, these two words were very complicated, but they looked neat and beautiful when written from Mi Scale's hand.

This is obviously not the script of the Huaxia Kingdom, which is the common script of the Furan Country, and of course it is different from the national script on land.

"What did you write...... A bit of calligraphy. Ji Mo didn't know why he suddenly commented after seeing the two words.

"Calligraphy ......" Mi Liang heard these two words for a moment, his memory suddenly returned to the past, and his face, which was quite happy just now, fell again, "That was all in the past......"

"Before?"

"Alright, don't talk about it, I have to hurry home, you can go to town with me. ”

Mi Yan picked up the white flowers, put the heavy rope on his back, and went down the mountain. Seeing this, Ji Mo subconsciously followed.

From the hill he looked into the distance, it was a large city, with a wall twenty meters high, and the wall stretched outward, with no end in sight

But you can still see a little bit of the southernmost part of the city with bustling palaces and pavilions and all kinds of tall and prosperous buildings, while to the north are some small taverns, teahouses, and even dilapidated small houses.

This is obviously the gap between the rich and the poor, the rich in the south and the poor in the north, and the slums in the north are like the ruins of garbage compared to the palaces in the south that are like the bustling cities of the secular world.

The cliffs are far from the city walls, and here are the endless mountains, behind which there are cliffs and forests with no end in sight.

Ji Mo followed Mi Liang towards the city wall, but after more than ten minutes, he didn't get a step closer to the city wall, and Mi Scale's forehead was covered with beads of sweat again, and it could be seen that her body was weak.

"Give it to me. ”

Ji Mo suddenly walked up to her and took the heavy rope off her body and carried it on his back.

"Thank you. ”

Mi Yan rubbed his numb shoulders and gave Ji Mo a grateful look.

The moment he came into contact with this gaze, Ji Mo's body was slightly stunned, he didn't see anything that surprised him, but he suddenly found that Mi Scale's appearance was quite beautiful......

He has now lost his memory, and he has no pressure before his amnesia, so his heart and mind are empty, and he can't help but look at beautiful things a few more times.

Although his aesthetic has always been human, but when he saw Mi Liang at this time, he suddenly felt that with his aesthetics, Mi Liang could be regarded as a superb beauty.

She has long black hair, which is very supple just by looking at it, and the pink horns on her head look very cute. The silver scales on the forehead are small and exquisite, and the silver light is very dazzling, like precious pearls.

And her face, which is very white, is even more beautiful with the silver scales on her forehead. Her facial features are also very delicate, her face is a typical melon seed face, with a pointed chin, and a small mouth.

However, the small and delicate mouth was now not normal blood red, but a miserable white, apparently caused by malnutrition and extreme exertion.

"What are you looking at?" Mi Liang asked when he saw him stunned.

"I just think you're pretty up. Ji Mo opened his mouth to tell the truth, and he had no scruples at all. After his amnesia, how did he know what to say and what not to say? Just to tell the truth.

"......" Mi Yan was stunned, and then a hint of crimson rose on his white face, and said, "You must have been a big rascal before you lost your memory!"

"Ah, why?" asked Ji Mo with an aggrieved expression.

"There is no why. ”

Mi Yan walked forward with a red face, and Ji Mo immediately followed and continued to ask.

The two of them walked for two hours before they reached the city wall, and when they were close to the city wall, there were more people around, and there were no forests and mountains around, but a very wide moat.

At this time, the gate of the moat was open, the bridge was lowered, and many monsters came in and out, looking strange, some with fish bones in their ears, some with eight legs, and some with long tails...... Others have the same scales as rice scales, with two horns on top of their heads.

However, these monsters have obvious distribution, such as miscellaneous fish monsters with long fish bones in their ears, they are all coarse cloth clothes, and the color is also very dull, while the eight feet and long tails of the monsters, their clothes are better, and the horns on the top of their heads, their clothes are all gold and silver, which is very noble.

Seeing that Mi Liang and Ji Mo were about to enter the city, the surrounding monsters turned their eyes on them and whispered from time to time.

"Look, it's the sundries of the third prince's house!"

"It's obviously a Jiao clan, but she has pink horns, she must have been born from her mother and other races. ”

"No wonder the third prince seems to have kicked her and her mother out of the house, it turned out to be a chaotic relationship, no wonder, she deserves it!"

"I heard that her horns only turned from silver to pink a month ago, and her mother must have used some method to hide the ugly things she had done!"

"By the way, what race did you mess with? It was strange that pink horns had grown!

......

The surrounding monsters whispered, and Mi Scale's head was instantly lowered, and her pink fist was clenched tightly, and it could be seen that it was very hard, because her delicate hands were actually tense.

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