Facing the desperate gangster, the woman didn’t know how to persuade her. She suddenly stood up and started looking for something in the cave. The gangster looked at him with some doubts, when he saw that she found one in the corner. He became even more suspicious when the tree branch, and the woman walked back to her again, using the tree branch to write on the wet ground: "Please don't be discouraged, please cherish yourself!"
The evildoer looked at the beautiful and dreamy woman in front of him, and asked in confusion, "You...you can't speak?"
The woman dropped her eyelids and nodded.
The evildoer was silent for a long time. Looking at the beautiful but delicate woman in front of him, he gradually began to calm down. He looked at her suspiciously and asked carefully, "Then, you are the one who took me from Kongjing's sword. Saved it!"
The woman nodded again, and then wrote on the ground with a branch, "If I came to save it sooner, I would be blamed!"
Blame her? If she didn't save her, she would have become Kong Jing's soul under the sword, although she didn't want this meaningless life. He tried hard to recall, and the cruel memories of that night were once again sporadicly presented before his eyes.
02 Being a heterogeneous
He remembered that under the jungle that night, Na Kongjing used a cloud-breaking sword to pierce his arm and cut off his right arm, while he fell in a pool of blood, and could only watch him raise the sword to stab his back. My heart, when I thought everything would end, when he closed his eyes and waited for death to come, he suddenly heard a rapid and crisp hoof sound, which was rushing in his direction, and the evildoer struggled to the end A trace of strength opened her eyes, but her misty eyes were covered by a strong white light. Surrounded by the white light, there was an unusually gorgeous green deer. The green deer slammed into Kongjing without hesitation. Zhou’s white light exuded powerful spiritual power, and actually forced the people of Kong Jing to retreat, and the Qinglu had no intention of fighting with them, but walked to the side of the evildoer, spit out his tongue and smashed his bloody broken arm. The wound, then took his shirt with his mouth, put it on his back, and quickly fled out of the dense forest, and the evildoer passed out at that moment.
Although the memory is not so clear, there is still a memory of the beautiful and unusual Qinglu figure evildoer. He raised his head and looked at the woman in front of him, thinking in his heart, "It turns out that she is not a human being, but that's right. She lives in this way. How can the wild mountains and forests be humans? Besides, how can humans possess such a beautiful face."
The woman saw the evildoer staring at herself, feeling extremely shy, her face turned red involuntarily.
"What's your name?" The evildoer asked.
The woman smiled lightly, writing stroke by stroke in the underground, "Ninglu!"
Ninglu? The evildoer read it silently several times in her heart, "A very nice name, I will remember it! My name is the evildoer, a very ridiculous name, right?"
Ninglu smiled and shook her head. She picked up some wild fruits she had prepared from the side and held them in front of him.