When she woke up, she found that she had been thrown into a very desolate place.

There are only weeds around, and there are steep hills very far away.

At a glance, it was deserted and uninhabited, even without a bird.

When mi Ran'er sat up, she felt a special pain in her leg. She looked down at what she was wearing.

It's ancient clothes.

And look at the material of the gauze clothes, the clothes are not cheap.

It seems that the original identity of this plane is not bad.

Biting her lips, miran'er communicated with the system in her mind, "what's the plot of this plane? Runaway girl? Or... "

The system laughs: "don't worry, the host will trigger the plot point when it's time to trigger the plot point, and then you will know the plot of this plane!"

The system's original words with laughter suddenly pause at this moment, and then the tone suddenly becomes cold.

"Start the first branch mission, escape from the wasteland and return to the original home of the original owner."

Mi Ran'er

She doesn't even know who the original owner is. How can she go back to the original owner's home?

Taking a deep breath, MI Ran'er pulled out a helpless smile on her face. She staggered to her feet. The pain of her ankle made her forehead overflow with sweat.

The pain in her feet made it impossible for her to move on her own.

"Oh, what the hell!"

Miran'er had never experienced such a miserable scene when he arrived at a new plane.

She pinched her ankle, broke it and swelled into a steamed bun.

She tried to set the bone.

When his finger touched the swelling place, MI Ran'er took a cold breath with pain. I don't know how long it took mi Ran'er to get used to the pain. Then, with a puff of air, he forced the misplaced bone back to its original position.

"Ah

Mi Ran'er fell back to the wasteland in pain.

Struggling to get up, miran'er suddenly heard the sound of the wheels of a carriage.

She turned around and looked in the direction of the sound of the carriage. In the distance, a carriage was coming unsteadily in the direction of miran'er.

Miran'er sat up quickly, padded his feet, and waved to the carriage over there.

It was obvious that the carriage was staggering.

The driver's face was full of horror, as if he had seen some monsters.

He immediately tightened the reins and tried to turn the carriage around.

"Aye, aye! I'm not a monster. I'm a human being. I hurt my foot. Please help me and take me back to a crowded place nearby, OK When mi Ran'er saw this scene, he was so worried that he summoned up all his strength and called to the carriage over there.

The groom watched the movement, then whipped the horse's buttocks and accelerated towards miran'er.

When he stopped in front of miran'er, the groom looked at her carefully.

"Girl, it's deserted here. It's almost a hundred miles away from the nearest town. How can you be here?"

The coachman asked suspiciously.

Miran'er wanted to say that if only she knew why she was here

She pulled out a smile on her face, "I... I..."

"Qi Shu, let her get on the bus. Don't waste time."

Inside the carriage came a warm voice.

When mi Ran'er heard this tone, he felt like a spring breeze, and his eyes lit up for a moment.

"Young master, this girl is all over now... If she is in the same carriage with you, it may offend you..."