Chapter 922

Farewell to the fog.

Then it's floret's turn.

About Xiaohua, ye Xi once had a dream.

After that, the ruins of the city have been reduced to ruins. The tower is broken, the star lake is dry, and the stele code is broken and weathered. Only a few fuzzy words can be seen.

The ancient mulberry forest and bramble vine have disappeared, and some huge fossilized stumps indicate their death.

The flaming fern didn't know where to go and couldn't find any trace.

Obviously, the civilization of Xicheng has fallen in the dream, and its prosperity seems like an old dream of ancient times. On the ruins, only the existence of floret, witnessed the existence of the old dream.

The little flowers in the dream become very large.

Vines spread out all over the site, covering the whole site. They are like dense cobwebs, firmly covering the site, making it impossible for the wind to blow in or rain. They protected the things that remained in Xicheng, and I don't know how many years they kept.

There are gorgeous flowers on the vine.

The sun is bright and the flowers are bright, but the whole dream is lonely and lonely. After waking up, ye Xi's heart seemed to have been bitten by insects, and his heart was very tender.

Ye Xi returned to the stone house.

Floret is still sleeping under the bed. She doesn't know that the fog has gone. Her saliva drips out and snores again. She looks heartless.

Ye Xi dragged the flowers out from under the bed.

"Oh

The awakened floret bit Ye Xi's hand, but it didn't bite it. A shallow mark was left on the tiger's mouth, and the skin was not broken.

Xiaohua swears and complains: "hum!"

What? I'm going to sleep!

Ye Xi straightened it up and forced it to stand up: "I'll take you to a place."

Floret is still listless, green body noodles like droop down, not interested in: "hem hem hem haw!"

I'm not going to sleep!

Ye Xi coaxed it: "you don't like beautiful stones recently. I know there is a place where there are many beautiful stones. You can have as many as you want."

The withered leaves of the floret rose slowly.

"Huh?"

……

Ye Xi came to a big island with a little flower and a thorn sparrow.

This island is not the one that the old and the weak evacuated. The climate here is more humid, with mountains and hills, which is more suitable for plant survival. There are many gorgeous insects and unknown birds and animals, and there are dense ferns everywhere.

Ye Xi pulls a small flower vine like a child.

Xiaohua cleverly took small steps to follow Ye Xi. Whenever there was a poisonous insect or snake with no long eyes, she opened her mouth and swallowed it.

"Here it is."

Drilling through the dense fern forest, there is a clear stream in front of you.

In midsummer, the sunlight goes down through the trees, and the stream refracts a little bit of golden light. Some of the golden light is not reflected by the water waves, but comes from the golden gems in the stream, which is incomparably brilliant.

Floret was shocked to open a round mouth: "Whoa!"

Ye Xi smiles and looks at the floret.

After a while, he went to pick up the stone with floret. Ye Xi took off his leather boots, walked barefoot into the cool stream and bent down to pick it up.

One person and one flower picked up a lot of beautiful golden gems.

Thinking of the regret in his dream, ye Xi began to build things with precious stones.

Floret restlessly in the side with the vine, several times will collapse the semi-finished products, ye Xi scratch its leaves.

Floret is still so ticklish, laughing "cluck cluck" saliva flying, open the big mouth, crisscross sharp teeth do not seep, the ground is corroded into small holes.

Soon Ye Xi built a miniature stone tower.

The golden stone tower glitters and looks fantastic and beautiful in the sunlight.

Xiaohua looked at it for a while, then ran to the river with his roots and decided to pick up more precious stones and build a higher and more beautiful tower.

Ye Xi went to the upper reaches of the stream, turned up the largest gold gem, buried something under it, and then covered the golden gem.

He flowed out of the stream and went to the shore. Seeing that Xiaohua was still concentrating on picking up stones, he laughed and called out to its back: "I'll go first. You can stay here for a few more days --!"

Xiaohua looks back and looks at him with a big mouth. He seems to be hesitating whether he wants to go back with Ye Xi or stay here for a few more days.

"Hum, hum, hum? Haw? "

When will you pick me up?

Ye Xi showed a shallow smile: "when you have played enough, I will come back to pick you up. Remember to pick up all the stones!"

Finally, floret "hum" a, that know, and low flower plate in the stream to continue to pick up stones.

In the deep green forest, clear as the bottom, like a ribbon of streams, a gorgeous cannibal is dedicated to picking up the golden stone, the sun will shine each petal is delicate and fresh, strange and vibrant.Little flower did not notice Ye Xi's eyes, still heartless to pick up the stone.

The bramble sparrow fluttered its wings and carried Ye Xi to the sky.

Ye Xi sat on the back of the thorn sparrow and looked at the deep blue sea below, thinking silently.

If he wins, he will take back floret.

If he fails Then the floret will probably stay here forever. It is far away from the land, and there is a vast ocean in the middle. Land plants like Xiaohua are very afraid of absorbing the sea water, so it is impossible for them to return to the land.

He would rather spend the rest of his life alone guarding the ruins of Xicheng.

Thinking about the appearance of flowers in the dream, thinking about it, a strange picture pops up in my mind.

Mature florets spread out the vines, like a super large water strider, with many vines as insect feet, barely floating on the sea. It looks funny, embarrassed and cute, crawling fast on the deep blue sea.

…… It can't be true?

…… Shouldn't it?

Ye Xi pressed his temple and forgot the picture that seemed like a prophecy.

…

The thorn sparrow carried him back to Xicheng.

The first thing he did when he returned to Xicheng was that ye Xili organized all the witches and inspected all the soldiers to parasitize the metacercariae.

He would never let Xicheng repeat the reason for the clan's overturning.

If white quat and wormwood powder are out of effect, use the most laborious and effective inspection method, sorcerer, to check carefully for soldiers one by one.

Xicheng left the most witches and made great efforts this time.

In fact, about the fate of the witches in Xicheng, the interior of Xicheng was not peaceful. Many people felt resentful and unwilling, and even some tribes regretted joining Xicheng.

You see, other large and medium-sized tribes that have not joined Xi City can choose a wizard to follow their clansmen and evacuate to a safe island to leave a fire for their own tribe.

So if they didn't join Xi City, could the Witches of their own tribe retreat with them?

However, ye Xi's position in Xicheng has been unshakable. No one dares to rebel against the decision he made. The example of his revolt, the blood grain tribe, is still nestled in the Heiji mountains.

In my heart, I don't dare to show my injustice.

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