"Brother, look, look..." Shanshan held up the three-colored rongshen in her hand and shook excitedly in front of Tang Ling.

In early autumn, the early morning wind had some coolness and strength. Such shaking made the three-colored velvet immediately turn into clusters of colorful umbrellas and then float away.

"Haha." Tang Ling smiled.

Shanshan puffed her cheeks, and her big eyes were filled with tears. The beautiful little hairy ball she had finally found, why did it all fall apart and run away?

"Bad brother." Shanshan stamped her feet, and tears were about to flow out.

Tang Ling gently picked her up and placed her on his shoulder.

"Let's go, brother will take you to find you again." In fact, coaxing her is not too difficult. She always forgets the sadness of the previous moment because of a little bit of other happy things.

"Really? Really?" Shanshan happily fiddled with Tang Ling's hair.

"Of course it's true. In fact, this kind of wool ball is often found in three colors, but it's hard to find in four colors." Tang Ling made a fool of himself. In fact, he had never seen the four-color wool ball.

The real velvet has only three colors: white, purple and green.

"Ah? Four colors, what happens if you find it?" Shanshan hugged Tang Ling's head.

"Well, I heard that the children who found it would be happy for a week." Tang Ling was still talking nonsense. He just wanted to accompany Shanshan to do something interesting.

After breakfast, he will go to Manglin. This time he may go to Manglin for several days, because he heard from the hunters in the settlement that a group of Ke Hua's white-tailed and short-legged sheep appeared in the Manglin, which was a very good prey.

"A week of happiness? Can you eat meat every day?"

"Well, that's it."

"Then brother, please take me to find it."

"Okay, but you have to promise your brother that they have turned into small umbrellas and flew, so you are not allowed to be sad."

"Why?"

"Because every little umbrella is a child. They need the help of the wind to find their own home. After they are found, they will take root and become new little wool balls. This is the meaning of their survival."

Shanshan tilted her head. She actually didn't understand, but when she heard that they were looking for their own home, she should help them.

"Well, I understand. If there is no wind, I will blow hard, huh, huh..."

"Haha." Tang Ling smiled again. Is there anything else, anything, whether it is a person or a thing, more adorable than her sister? No!

For twenty minutes, only three three-color velvet trees were found, but there were no four colors.

Shanshan tried hard to blow away the third three-color rosy tree and looked at Tang Ling expectantly: "Brother, can we find the four-color one today?"

Speaking of this, she pretended to be mature and sensible, but couldn't hide her loss and said: "If you can't find it, it doesn't matter. It may be hiding, and I want me to find it next time."

Tang Ling rubbed Shanshan's hair, but quietly pinched a few red-leaf sage grass seeds in her hand, and said seriously: "I can definitely find it, I can find it today. However, it is very shy. It wants us to close our eyes so that it will appear quietly."

"Otherwise, let's give it a try?"

"Ah?" Shanshan quickly closed her eyes.

Tang Ling took two steps, crushed the grass seeds in his hand, and dripped them on the three-color velvet that he had discovered early in the morning.

Tang Ling was very careful in this process and only dared to make a little juice, for fear that the weight of the water droplets would cause the three-color velvet tree in front of him to dissipate.

Fortunately, it was not. Instead, the powerful dyeing ability of rat seeds successfully gave the three-color velvet wool balls a little red mark.

"Wow, Shanshan, come and see. Four-color Rongying!" Tang Ling shouted excitedly.

Shanshan smiled happily all the way and ran to Tang Ling.

"Come on, let's count together, there are several colors."

"one"

"two"

"three"

"Four"

"Ahhhh, there are really four types. Brother, I want to help it find a home."

Huhuhuhu, Shanshan blew hard at the four-color rongying fabricated by Tang Ling, her eyes full of happiness.

When the velvet blossom slowly floated into the sky, Shanshan leaned on Tang Ling's arm.

"Brother, how far do you think they can fly?"

"Well, it's very far away. After all, they are traveling with the wind."

"No, brother, you lied to me." Shanshan suddenly turned her head, her little face turned pale and sad. She stood up and stepped back step by step.

At this time, a huge uneasiness suddenly surged in Tang Ling's heart. He wanted to hold Shanshan, but found that he could not move.

"They can't fly far, they are too weak. Just like me, I can't get out of here in my life, I can only stay in the settlement, right?" Shanshan suddenly laughed, and that desolate smile made Tang Ling's heart suffocated.

He wanted to say something, but saw Shanshan floating up like a small umbrella of three-color Rongying, flying higher and higher, and farther and farther.

Unfortunately, at this time, the wind stopped suddenly, Shanshan looked at Tang Ling and landed heavily on the ground.

She finally shouted like this, her eyes were like when she shouted these two words that night, surrounded by corpses.

I have endless nostalgia for myself and a large empty numbness...

"No!" Tang Ling's heart was about to explode, and at this time, he finally shouted.

"No, no." After turning over, Tang Ling sat up, and the night sky was almost approaching the dawn. The wind was still so gentle, but the galaxy was no longer so bright.

My heart is like a knife, and the painful feeling cannot be forgotten even after a hundred years.

Tang Ling covered her chest, covered with cold sweat, and was still breathing.

The sound of horse hooves came from afar. Even though the fire had been extinguished, Tang Ling could vaguely see a large carriage moving quickly towards the north.

After wiping away the cold sweat, Tang Ling quickly calmed himself down.

But in this moment, the carriage pulled by eight red-maned iron-scale horses became closer.

The faint sense of crisis in Tang Ling's heart had exploded at this time.

But he did not take any action. He lay down and fell asleep the next moment, and soon entered a state of sleep. Even the slow breathing during sleep would become slightly cooler, so realistic.

There is no way to act like this, the only way is to let go of yourself and really fall asleep.

In a strong sense of crisis, to do this, a strong heart is needed, and Tang Ling's heart has always been very strong after going through so much.

Tang Long sat in the carriage, frowned, and even had no choice but to enter the practice, his heart was just churning strangely.

What is this strange thing? There is almost nothing that can affect Tang Long's cultivation, and perhaps only the other side has this ability.

But what is ridiculous at this time is that Tang Long didn’t even know what this strange thing was?

Could it be that I am really connected with the Zhou Xun Plan? The secret hidden in this grassland ultimately needs to be cracked by myself?

As soon as this idea came out, Tang Long felt a little relieved. He believed more confidently that maybe this feeling was right.

Since you have no intention of practicing, let’s take a look at this backward grassland? After all, life always requires you to experience many differences in order to create a calm mind for the strong.

Tang Long stretched out his hand and lifted up the curtains of the carriage. Then, with his outstanding eyesight, he saw a pile of burned bonfires, slowly emitting blue smoke under the starry sky, and there seemed to be a sleeping man next to the bonfire.

Tang Long turned his eyes coldly, he didn't care about such things.

However, at this time, the carriage stopped. Li Wu walked to the carriage door and whispered: "Mr. Long, it seems that a wanderer is found in front of him. Do you want to ask?"

In fact, Li Wu didn't care much about the wanderers. He just wanted to bring Tang Long to the base faster.

When you get along with such an extremely genius, but you can't guess the truth and have some noble young men, you will inexplicably feel a huge pressure.

Li Wu dared not miss any details, but was afraid that reporting any details would arouse Tang Long's disgust.

He stood in front of the car door nervously and had already thought of the reason. If Young Master Long showed some impatience, he would say that those who could sleep in the wild on the night of the wolf disaster would definitely be worth investigating.

But unexpectedly, Mr. Long did not object, but just said a faint "um".

Li Wu got the order and took the two of them toward the fire.

In fact, Tang Long still doesn't care about the wanderers in the wild. He just needs something else to calm down his mind faster.

Even though he figured out the source of his strange mood, Tang Long didn't want this mood to affect him. At this time, a little something else could divert his attention.

I have to say that this is exactly the same as Tang Ling's way of interrupting a certain mood and continuing.

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Li Wu gradually approached the fire.

And the wanderer sleeping next to the fire did not seem to notice it.

He slept soundly, perhaps because he was too tired, but he was not completely unresponsive. He turned over uneasy to the sound of footsteps that were getting closer, but he looked so sleepy that his eyes did not open.

"Get up." Under Li Wu's instructions, a third-level bronze star warrior from the Star Council walked over with great strides, and kicked Tang Ling with his feet in leather boots lightly or heavily.

Anyone who is disturbed by such a rough sleep will be angry. Tang Ling is not surprised. She sat up suddenly, frowned, and shouted: "Who is that?"

He spoke Celi, which is the common language of a safe area on the west side of the grassland. Although it is different from the common language of a safe area No. 17, it is roughly a product of one language and culture.

It just has a unique accent and occasional tongue-playing sound.

I have to say that Tang Ling spoke very standard. This kind of language ability that suddenly emerged after being "opened up" by Kun is as natural as eating.
To be continued...