Chapter 171

The demon girl stared at the man vigilantly. Suddenly, she made a major discovery. That is, the man had no horns on his head, no scales on his ears, and no scales on the back of his hands. He looked like neither the Jiao tribe, nor the Pangui tribe, nor the Crab King tribe. He even looked like a fish!

"Cough cough cough..."

The man coughed violently a few times and slowly sat up from the ground. He looked around with confused eyes, then looked at the demon girl, holding his aching head with his hand, and asked: "Where is this..."

"..."

The demon girl took a step back and still looked at the man vigilantly. She had never seen such a monster. What if it was a monster that eats monsters!

The man looked at the girl, then looked at his hands, and said: "Who are you... Who am I..."

The demon girl listened to what he said and was stunned. Did this demon lose his memory?

"Shiyao... Shuangning... Yuhua..."

The man held his aching head and said these names that he couldn't even remember.

That's right, this man is the Jimo who sank into the sea, but the Huangyang pattern on his body is too heavy, so he sank to the bottom of the sea, and then after some incredible things, he was brought to the country of Furan.

"Are you... okay?"

The demon girl saw the man's confused look and slowly walked up to him and asked.

"I'm fine, just a headache, and... sad..."

Jimo held his head and said his feelings. Yes, he was only sad at this time, and he didn't know why. He clearly didn't remember anything. Why was he sad?

"What's your name? What race are you from?"

Seemingly thinking that Jimo was no longer in danger, the demon girl walked up and asked again.

"I... don't remember, race? What race?" Jimo looked confused.

"You don't even know what race means?" The demon girl pointed at the two pink horns on her head and said, "People like me are from the Jiao tribe, those with scales on their ears are from the fish tribe, and those with turtle shells on their backs are from the Pangui tribe... You don't have anything, what tribe are you from?"

"Jiao tribe? Fish tribe? Pangui..." Jimo was stunned and tried to recall with his memory, but he couldn't remember which race he was from, but a voice popped up in his mind - human!

Jimo subconsciously said, "I am... human."

"..." At this time, the demon girl suddenly froze. After three seconds, she suddenly looked at Jimo as if she was a lunatic, "Your brain is really broken. Our Fu Ran country has not interacted with humans for three thousand years. How could humans come here?"

"..." Jimo was stunned and didn't understand what Fu Ran country was.

"Besides, how could humans look like you? Legend has it that humans have big mouths and big teeth and can eat many fish in one bite. How could they have a small mouth like you?" The demon girl said again.

"But I remember that I am a human..." Jimo scratched his head and said.

"Before you lost your memory, you must have particularly worshipped humans, so you imagined yourself as a human." The demon girl said with certainty.

"..."

Jimo didn't say anything, he was trying to recall his name and life experience.

"By the way, how did you get up? This cliff is more than 300 meters high." The demon girl asked.

"I remember that I... fell down." Jimo said.

"Do you think you were a flying demon king before you lost your memory?" The demon girl couldn't help but say.

"I just remember that I fell down..." Jimo frowned and said, thinking that he was telling the truth, why didn't she believe it?

"If you fell from above, then I could fly and go to sea!" The demon girl said in disbelief.

"Go to sea? Is it difficult?" Jimo couldn't help asking.

"Of course, if you want to go to sea, it can only be done by very powerful demons. For someone like me, it is estimated that it would be good if I can learn to fly in my lifetime." The demon girl said.

"..."

Ji Mo listened to her story, but a voice in his subconscious told him that flying was really simple. Just wave your hand and step on the sword, and it will be perfect.

In fact, flying is really simple, but Ji Mo forgot how to fly.

"Okay, I won't talk to you anymore. I have to go back to treat my mother's illness." The demon girl looked at the broken Huiyuan grass in her hand. Although the medicinal power of this thing is not as good as before after it is broken, it is better than no medicine.

After that, the demon girl put down the rope and climbed down. When there was only a head left. She thought of Ji Mo again. He didn't have any climbing tools by himself. How could he go down at that time?

Forget it, let him come down with us.

"Hey, can you still go down?" The demon girl shouted to Ji Mo.

Ji Mo heard it. He didn't know what to do. He subconsciously walked over, then pulled the rope and followed the posture and movements of the demon girl to go down.

The demon girl's arms were very delicate, and it was obvious that she had never done any rough work since she was a child. It was a miracle that she could climb the cliff with such arms.

The demon girl's movements were slow and laborious. This kind of rope had no safety measures, so she was doubly careful. On top of her, Ji Mo's movements were fast and relaxed, and it seemed that he had not wasted any effort.

The demon girl carefully lowered the rope and also noticed Ji Mo.