This girl is about seventeen or eighteen years old, and her whole body exudes a youthful and wild smell.

Her figure is very sexy and full of wildness, but her facial features are very pure, just like walking out of a landscape painting. Her cheeks and apricot faces, her eyebrows are as bright as a distant mountain, and her eyes are as clear as an ancient well, which seems to be in the world!

Wildness and fairy taste appeared very contradictoryly on the same person, and they were so natural together, which is really rare.

As soon as such a strange and beautiful woman appeared, I was amazed, and at the same time, I realized that I had hallucinations in my heart.

Or, I'm dead, is she a woman from heaven?

Thinking of this, the toxins and fatigue took away my last trace of consciousness, but the darkness drowned me like a tide.

In my sleep, I seemed to have a particularly long dream.

I seemed to have fallen into a deep, dark ice cellar, and the bone-bone cold air seemed to be about to freeze everything about me.

I kept falling and sinking into the bottomless darkness...

However, as time passed slowly, the fall stopped, the ice began to melt, a bonfire appeared in front of me, and there was a particularly warm embrace.

The embrace is not only warm, but also has a nice smell of girlish fragrance.

This is probably the case with the so-called gentleness.

Well, I looked up and saw that the girl’s face was amazing and familiar. It was the mysterious woman I saw when I lost consciousness!

"Awaken?"

The girl looked at me with a slightly red face, as if she was a little shy, and her accent was a little weird.

Her eyes were very clear, like a clear spring, revealing nature and beauty.

If she said she was an angel, I'm afraid I would believe it, for nothing else, for her pure look without any secular pollution.

"Yeah, I'm awake."

Subconsciously responded, I hugged her slender and soft waist and began to observe the situation around me.

I saw that the place I was in was an old but clean wooden house. The mysterious girl was kneeling on the wooden bed and I lay in her arms.

The small bed is very soft, covered with several layers of animal skin. Under the reflection of the bonfire, I lay in the girl's arms and felt particularly warm.

Although it is very dark outside the window of the hut, you can still see some faint shadows of trees, the sound of insects and birds in the wild, and the sound of sounds from time to time.

This gives people an extremely quiet feeling.

It seems that I am still alive and still on a deserted island?

But, where did this wooden house come from?

Who is the strange girl? How did I escape from those savages?

My heart was full of doubts.

And what made me feel even more embarrassed and restless was that the girl was just wearing an animal skin, and I was still lying in her arms, this...

In a trance, I felt like I had walked into a fairy tale. In the quiet night, I was hugging a beautiful strange girl closely.

This scene really makes people feel impetuous.

But looking at the girl's pure expression and the eyes like a spring, there was no desire in my heart.

After rubbing my drowsy head, I quickly spoke to the girl.

Soon I discovered that although this girl could speak a little simple Chinese, she had a very strange accent.

After a little effort in communicating with her, I probably understood what happened and was shocked!

The mysterious girl named Ning Qianer.

Her bloodline is very complicated. Her grandmother was a female officer who lived on the island during World War II, her grandfather was Chinese, her father was mixed with Chinese and Japanese, and her mother turned out to be a savage.

Qian'er has 25% of the Han bloodline, 25% of the island country bloodline, and 50% of the savage bloodline.

Qian'er had never seen her grandparents, and her father disappeared strangely when she was eight years old, and the savage mother raised her until she was fourteen years old and died.

Qian'er is about seventeen years old now and has lived alone in the forest for many years.

Sometimes, she would fight against people from the savage tribe.

Now I understand why those savages reacted so quickly when I fired the gun.

Because they had seen guns for a long time, Qian'er had guns left by her grandparents, and they had fought with Qian'er for countless times.

There is no doubt that this is an incredible thing. Qian'er looks so beautiful and simple. Her small, soft body can repel those cruel savages again and again!

Now I finally figured out why her eyes were so pure, because she was really a girl who had never been polluted by the world, as simple as a piece of white paper.

When she was very young, Qian'er's parents and relatives were gone. She was alone with plants and trees and wild animals as friends. What a boring but simple life.

Moreover, because she has never had any normal contact with anyone, Qian'er is also very stupid and simple in terms of relationships.

She had no idea how tempting it would be to hold me tightly with her beautiful face.

"Brother Xiao Zhang, when I was a child, I heard my father say that the outside world is wonderful. Can you tell me?"

I was shocked and surprised by Qian'er's experience. Qian'er heard that I came from outside and was also very curious about me. She blinked her big eyes, held my hand, and asked non-stop.

"The outside world? There are very few wars in the whole world now. Many places are very prosperous, with technology changing with each passing day, and all kinds of magical things have appeared..."

I said with a smile, Qian'er was fascinated by listening.

She was particularly interested in the games and the Internet I mentioned. Even people on both ends of the earth could meet through the Internet, and each had a so-called phone number, etc. Ning Qianer felt that these things were unimaginable. After all, she heard from her father that the phone number was fixed, and only wealthy people could afford it.

She was very curious about the magic outside. However, when I asked her if she wanted to go outside with me, her fair little hand kept swaying and firmly rejected me.

Qian'er said that although her father is missing, she will come back sooner or later, and she can't leave alone.

Speaking of this, many associations arose in my heart. I saw the lettering of an island woman on the wall in the cave. Was that left by Qian'er's grandmother?

Did Eve follow her footsteps?

Qian'er's grandparents probably didn't come to the island by chance. Was her father really mysteriously missing?

What kind of inside information and amazing secrets are there?

Over the past century, countless thrilling stories must have happened on this deserted island!
Chapter completed!