After the prince was able to travel through time, he stopped rolling!

Sang Zhi sat on a rock, put the self-heating hot pot on her legs, and ate the hot pot while looking into the distance from time to time. Her eyes fell on a child, to be exact, a little boy of about eleven or twelve years old.

The boy, dressed in ancient costume, suddenly appeared in front of Sang Chi. His body was covered with wounds of various sizes, and blood stained his clothes red. Sang Chi quickly took out some common medicine from her backpack and carefully treated the boy's wounds. However, when she saw the boy tightly holding an ancient sword, she couldn't help but feel a little alert. The sword was covered with blood, as if it had been through a fierce battle.

In the morning, Sang Chi heard a voice in her mind, but she didn't pay much attention to it at the time, thinking that it might just be an illusion or delusion.

She even asked when the sound would reach the top of the mountain, and the answer she got was "soon."

However, Sang Chi did not take this sentence seriously, thinking that he just heard it wrong.

However, when the mysterious little boy suddenly appeared in front of her, Sang Chi finally understood what the voice meant by "coming".

She widened her eyes in surprise, unable to believe what she saw. At the moment Xuanyuan Ruize appeared, Sang Zhi found herself standing on the top of Kunlun Mountain with him, as if time had been compressed in an instant.

After a series of strange experiences, Sang Chi has gradually adapted to and accepted these extraordinary things. After all, even voices can speak in her mind, so what else is impossible? Therefore, in the face of such a sudden change, although she was a little surprised, she was not too panicked.

Seeing Xuanyuan Ruize bleeding, Sang Chi felt conflicted. She was a law-abiding student, but now she had to face a boy who was seriously injured and whose identity was unknown. After much hesitation, she couldn't help but walk forward to check the situation. After all, she couldn't just watch a life disappear in front of her.

Although she knew nothing about this mysterious little boy, Sang Chi felt that she should do something. Perhaps this was the so-called humanitarian spirit. So, she decided to help Xuanyuan Ruize treat his wounds first.

Sang Chi carefully tore open Xuanyuan Ruize's clothes and found that he had many deep and shallow wounds on his body. Blood kept pouring out of the wounds, staining the surrounding clothes red. She quickly found some gauze and disinfectant from her bag and began to bandage Xuanyuan Ruize.

After some effort, Xuanyuan Ruize's wound was finally treated. Sang Zhi breathed a sigh of relief and wiped the sweat from her forehead. At this time, she realized that she was also hungry. She looked through her backpack and fortunately she brought a lot of food.

She took out a box of self-heating hot pot and was about to find some water to heat it up when she suddenly remembered that this was Kunlun Mountain and there might not be clean water sources.

However, when she saw the top of Kunlun Mountain not far away, she had an idea: "The spring water there should be cleaner, right?"

Sang Chi did it right away, picking up her backpack and heading for the spring next to the top of the mountain. Along the way, she carefully avoided anyone who looked at her, fearing that she would encounter any strange things or people again, and finally arrived at the spring.

Sure enough, a clear spring water flowed down from the rocks, which was much cleaner than the water in the mountains.

Sang Chi ran over excitedly, caught the spring water with her hands and took a sip, it was sweet and cool. She quickly took out the kettle and filled it with spring water, then hurried back to her original place.

Back at the place, Sang Chi put all the ingredients for the self-heating hot pot into the pot according to the instructions, poured in an appropriate amount of spring water, and waited for the birth of the delicious food. About ten minutes later, the self-heating hot pot made a "gurgling" sound and the aroma filled the air.

Sang Chi couldn't wait to open the lid of the pot, and a wave of hot steam hit her face. She picked up the chopsticks, picked up a piece of tender beef, put it into her mouth, and chewed it with satisfaction. While eating, she stared at Xuanyuan Ruize, thinking to herself: "Why is this child still not awake? I can't carry him down the mountain..."

What Sang Chi didn't know was that Xuanyuan Ruize had already woken up when she went to fetch the spring water. Although he was young, he was very careful. Although he was conscious, he still maintained his original posture without moving at all. Because he knew that in this strange place, any disturbance could bring unknown risks. So, he chose to continue pretending to sleep to observe the situation around him.

When he felt someone approaching, Xuanyuan Ruize immediately closed his eyes and pretended to be asleep. He couldn't tell who the person was, let alone whether the other person was friendly. However, as the crown prince of a country, he knew that he must always be vigilant and must not expose his most vulnerable side to strangers. Even when facing his brothers and sisters, he had to be on guard. After all, the fights in the palace were often the most brutal, and everyone was a potential threat.

At this moment, Xuanyuan Ruize, who was lying on the ground, smelled a strong aroma. It was the self-heating hot pot cooked by Sang Chi. This strange aroma made him swallow his saliva.

He thought to himself: "I am a prince, what kind of food must I not have tasted?" However, this peculiar fragrance seemed to carry a mysterious magic that made him want to explore the mystery involuntarily.

It was a new and strange taste that he had never experienced before, and he almost couldn't help but open his eyes to find out what it was.

After waiting for Sang Chi to finish eating, Xuanyuan Ruize felt her gradually approaching breath, and a little nervousness surged in his heart. At this moment, he really had no power to resist, and could only quietly wait for what would happen next.

Sang Chi squatted down, approached Xuanyuan Ruize, poked him gently with the branch in her hand, and called softly: "Hey, kid, wake up!" She tried to wake him up and ask about his origins and life experience.

Xuanyuan Ruize moved his fingers slightly, then pretended to have just woken up, and asked with a confused look: "Who are you? Where is this place?"

He carefully looked at the strangely dressed woman in front of him, and wondered in his heart: Could it be that he has come to another country? But this seems unlikely. After all, he clearly fell from the top of Kunlun Mountain, but he miraculously survived. Could it be that he was saved by the strangely dressed woman in front of him?

"You can call me Sister Sang. This is Kunlun Mountain. If I say that you suddenly appeared in front of me, would you believe it?"

Sang Chi still told the truth. Xuanyuan Ruize appeared suddenly. As for why he asked her to call her sister, of course, Xuanyuan Ruize was just an 22 or -year-old child. Although she was years old, she couldn't call her aunt, right?

However, she did not directly tell Xuanyuan Ruize that she was also a little confused and whether she was still in Kunlun Mountain. She did not want him to be too curious and suspicious of her. Therefore, she chose a simpler explanation, hoping that it would be easier for him to understand.

Xuanyuan Ruize was filled with confusion and surprise after hearing Sang Chi's words. He had never heard of such a place in Kunlun Mountain, and he didn't know how he suddenly appeared here. However, he also felt that Sang Chi had no ill intentions. Maybe what she said was true?

So he decided to believe Sang Zhi's words and see what would happen next. He nodded, indicating that he was willing to believe her, and asked, "So, Sister Sang, what should I do? How can I return to my country?"

Sang Zhi thought for a moment and replied, “I don’t know which country you are from, but if you want to go back, you must find a way to leave here.”

Xuanyuan Ruize nodded gratefully and said, "Thank you, Sister Sang. If it weren't for you, I would have died here a long time ago. No matter what, I will try my best to find a way home."

Sang Chi smiled and said, "You're welcome. It's fate. Let's work hard together!" After that, she took out some compressed biscuits from her backpack and turned around to hand them to Xuanyuan Ruize.

"Eat this! You are injured, you can't eat that thing just now, it's too spicy and it's not good for the wound to heal."