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Because his body was soaked and he was very hungry, Xuan Shiran was cold and hungry, so he reluctantly slept in a warmer corner until dawn.

She walked to the lake, put the sword aside, reached out and scooped up water to wash her face, and then what was reflected on the ripples of the lake was a clean little face.

"Little girl?" The voice coming from behind made Xuan Sheng hold the sword tightly and turn around cautiously. What caught his eye was a woman carrying a bucket and wearing a mother-style white scarf on her head.

The woman saw the obviously frightened look on the girl in front of her. She was not going to continue to step forward to stimulate the child, "Little girl, where did you come from? Are you lost?"

The warm and reassuring voice like the spring breeze made Xuan Shiran slowly relax his tense nerves, "Excuse me."

"Gulu" her stomach made an embarrassing sound again, causing the woman to purse her lips and chuckle, "You are hungry. If you don't mind, can you come to my house?"

The woman's sincere invitation made Xuan Shiran unable to be suspicious or paranoid, because her feelings told her that the person in front of her was not a suspicious person, so she nodded in agreement.

"Come", the woman agreed when she saw Xuan. She smiled happily and walked away to lead the way.

Passing through the dense woods, Xuan Shiran saw smoke rising from the sky not far away, which further confirmed that the woman was not lying.

When she came outside the house, she looked around curiously and found that there were no other households except this house. The house was a bit country-style, and the wooden fence surrounding the house added to the style.

I don't know why, Xuan Shiran suddenly likes this kind of calm and peaceful place

"Come in, little girl." The woman opened the door, turned sideways and invited Xuan Shiran with a smile.

She nodded, said "excuse me" and walked in.

The structure of the house is similar to what I thought. There is a stove for the fire, a wooden square dining table, a few chairs, and there is a staircase by the window that connects to the upper floor.

A simple but very comfortable place, Xuan Shiran experienced a life in a different world with a European country style.


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