"Who are you?"
Xuan Hao waved the grilled fish in his hand and tentatively asked, "Want some?"
The little girl seemed startled by his voice and shrank back, but the alluring aroma captivated her.
She hesitated for a moment, then finally nodded slightly, her voice barely audible.
"Hmm... I'm hungry..."
Xuan Hao narrowed his eyes and looked her up and down.
There was no fluctuation of soul power on him, nor the aura unique to soul beasts in human form.
He looked just like an ordinary, lost human child.
But in this desolate wilderness, how could an ordinary child have survived until now?
"Come here."
Xuan Hao thought for a moment, then waved and handed over the grilled fish in his hand, saying, "Here you go."
Regardless of her background, I'm a "fugitive" anyway, so it's better to avoid trouble.
If this little girl were just an ordinary person, giving her some food wouldn't be a big deal.
If he's a cunning old monster... then you'll have to treat him even better.
The little girl's eyes lit up. She carefully walked over, took the grilled fish, politely said "thank you," and then, ignoring the heat, began to eat it in large mouthfuls.
The way they wolfed down their food clearly showed they were extremely hungry.
Xuan Hao looked at her, grilling fish for himself again, and casually asked:
"Little sister, what's your name?
Where do you live?
Why are you here all alone?"
The little girl paused for a moment while eating the fish.
She raised her head, a little oil still on her lips, and looked at Xuan Hao with her purple eyes filled with a heartbreaking sense of confusion and helplessness.
"I...I don't know."
She shook her head, her voice low, "I don't remember... I woke up here, and I've been walking for so long... I'm so hungry..."
"Amnesia?" Xuan Hao raised an eyebrow.
Why is this plot so cliché?
However, judging from the girl's expression, she doesn't seem to be lying.
"Well, you need to have a name, right?"
"name..."
The little girl tilted her head and thought for a moment, as if trying to recall something, and finally said somewhat uncertainly:
"It sounds like...someone called me...Na'er?"
"Na'er?"
Xuan Hao's hand suddenly froze.
Silver hair...purple eyes...amnesia...Na'er...
This can't be...
Gu Yuena?!
The Silver Dragon King who's still recovering from his injuries at the bottom of the Lake of Life?!
How did she get out?
And why is she in this state?
Xuan Hao felt a chill run down his spine and instinctively wanted to back away, but looking at the little girl in front of him who was eating grilled fish without any defenses, he forced himself to hold back.
"Brother, what's wrong?"
Na'er seemed to notice Xuan Hao's unusual behavior and asked with some concern, "Are you hungry too?
Then... I'll share half with you?"
As she spoke, she reluctantly handed over the half-eaten grilled fish.
Looking at the small hand that was being offered, Xuan Hao gently pushed it back: "It's okay, I'm not hungry."
"You...eat more."
That's not right!
With Gu Yuena here, Di Tian is probably also secretly watching!
Damn! Where's his sense of danger?!
Why is there no reaction at all?!
Did Di Tian leave after throwing Gu Yuena over here?
Or did Gu Yuena teleport here using her spatial abilities?
But how did she know where he was?
Because of what happened in the Star Dou Great Forest before?
Although he was panicking and constantly on guard against the legendary Black Dragon King suddenly reaching out from the void to smash him into mincemeat, Xuan Hao's hands did not stop moving.
"Here, be careful, it's hot."
Xuanhao handed over the last grilled fish.
Na'er took the grilled fish, and although her movements remained elegant, she ate at a remarkable speed.
In just half an hour, the two of them had completely devoured the dozen or so bluefish that had been piled up like a small mountain.
"Hiccup~"
Na'er let out a soft burp, then covered her mouth somewhat shyly, her cheeks flushed.
"Are you full?"
Xuan Hao handed over a handkerchief and tentatively asked, "Um... Na'er, do you remember where your home is?
Or do you remember any relatives?
I can take you back."
Na'er took the handkerchief and wiped her mouth, her eyes dimming at the words.
She hugged her knees, staring blankly at the fire before her, and shook her head.
"I don't remember... I really don't remember anything."
"My mind is blank, there's only one name... I can't remember anything else no matter how hard I try."
Xuan Hao sighed.
It seems that he has truly lost his memory, or perhaps his memories have been sealed by the Silver Dragon King's divine sense, and his mind has been "reset," leaving only his subconscious.
"So what are your plans next?
You can't just stay here in this desolate wilderness forever, can you?"
Na'er raised her head, looking blankly at the dense forest around her, a hint of fear flashing in her eyes, before lowering her head and remaining silent.
She didn't know where to go or what to do.
Looking at her pitiful appearance, Xuan Hao felt a surge of inexplicable affection.
Perhaps it was because he also possessed the Silver Dragon Martial Soul, but he had a natural fondness for the girl before him.
Furthermore... if Di Tianzhen were watching from the shadows, and he were to leave this ancestor here unattended, he would likely be smashed into mincemeat by the black dragon's claws in the next second.
"Alright."
Xuan Hao stood up, brushed the grass clippings off his bottom, and held out his hand to Na'er:
"Since you have nowhere to go, why don't you... come with me for now?"
Na'er paused, a hint of surprise flashing in her eyes, but it quickly turned into hesitation: "But... but... won't I be a burden to my brother?
I can't do anything, and I eat a lot..."
"Don't worry, I can easily afford to raise a little girl like you," Xuan Hao said.
"Besides, you're just a young girl out in the middle of nowhere.
If you were carried off by wild animals or kidnapped by human traffickers, that would be a real problem."
"If you follow me, at least you'll have a hot meal to eat."
Na'er looked at Xuan Hao's outstretched hand, hesitated for a moment, and finally reached out her own small hand to gently grasp his.
"Um... thank you, brother."
Let's go.
Xuan Hao pulled her up, and was about to leave when his gaze fell on her thin and tattered clothes.
The clothes were clearly ill-fitting and had been torn in several places by tree branches, revealing the fair skin underneath.
"This outfit won't do; it's too conspicuous and doesn't keep you warm."
Xuan Hao thought for a moment and rummaged through his storage ring.
He didn't have any girls' clothes, so he could only find a few sets of old clothes that he had worn when he was six or seven years old.
"Here, this is what I used to wear."
Xuan Hao handed her a set of moon-white close-fitting clothes.
"Although it's men's clothing, the material is good and it's very sturdy.
Go change into it behind the woods over there."
Na'er hugged the clothes, her face slightly flushed, and glanced at him shyly.
"Go ahead, I won't look."
Xuan Hao turned around, his back to the woods.
"I'll stay here and keep watch. Call me if anything happens."
After a rustling sound.
A short while later, Na'er came out.
"Brother, I'm all changed..."
Xuan Hao turned around, and when he saw Na'er in front of him, he was stunned.
The dirty little beggar was gone, replaced by a dashing little boy... oh no, a little girl.
Her short silver hair shimmered in the sunlight, and her white outfit accentuated her tall and slender figure.
Although the clothes were somewhat loose and hung loosely on her body, her cool and noble temperament could not be concealed.
What Xuanhao found most strange was...
After the girl changed into his old clothes, she looked exactly like him!
The same silver hair, the same exquisitely beautiful features, and even the same aura of unapproachability.
The only difference is their eyes, one blue and one purple.
If they went out and said they were siblings, probably no one would doubt it; some might even believe they were twins.
"It's just that these clothes... are a bit too big."
Although he wore it when he was six years old, he developed early and was taller than his peers, while Na'er looked somewhat malnourished and was thin and small.
The sleeves were way too long, and the trouser legs dragged on the ground, making them look loose and baggy, as if they had stolen an adult's clothes.
"Don't move."
Xuan Hao sighed and took out a sewing kit and a small pair of scissors from his storage ring.
"sit down."
Na'er sat obediently on the rock, watching Xuan Hao approach with needle and thread, her eyes widening in surprise: "Brother...you can do needlework?"
In her subconscious, she felt that such delicate work was something only girls did.
"What's so strange about that?"
Xuanhao squatted down in front of her, skillfully rolling up the overly long trouser legs, cutting, and threading a needle.
"We were poor before, and when our clothes were torn, we didn't have money to buy new ones.
We could only sew and mend them ourselves.
Sometimes we even had to pick up other people's scraps to make our own clothes."
"If we hadn't known this skill back then, we would have frozen to death in winter and died of embarrassment in summer."
Listening to Xuan Hao speak so casually about the hardships of the past, Na'er suddenly felt a pang of sadness.
Although she had amnesia, she subconsciously felt that this kind of life was very far away from her.
But this seemingly noble and aristocratic older brother has actually suffered so much hardship?
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