The fairy cultivator is doted on by the six-year-old cubs

Chapter 1 Wedges
As dusk approached, the darkness became heavy, and the sky was as thick as if it had been splashed with ink.

The setting sun in the gang wind season fell extremely fast, and there was still sunlight for a while, and only a moment of effort, and only a dark curtain remained.

The bone-scraping wind whistled and whirled, without any sign of letting up. The black stubborn stones were scraped and clanked, and the stone powder that rubbed the eyes from the ravines was scattered all over the sky.

On the boulder slope, a small figure moved forward with some difficulty. After struggling for a long time, it broke off the last golden fur fruit in front of it and put it in the rattan basket on its back.

The grass fruits in the Gangfeng season are already a bit overripe. After peeling off the hard skin, the moisture in the pulp inside is seriously lost, and a lot of aura is also lost, but the taste is sweet and soft, and it is very hungry.

For them, it is even more precious, after all, this is their main source of food in the north...

"Hey!" His eyes, which were suddenly blown into a small crack by the wind, suddenly widened, and Bai Shengsheng's little fingers pinched the edge of the broken stone crack, and dug down along the root system of the grass fruit, which was the size of an egg. The Duofu snail was successfully obtained.

Just after the bitter rainy season, there are still some snails hidden in the crevices of the rocks, and they are even bigger. Today, she has caught several of them. The bitterness of the snails in this season will be much less bitter, which is a rare delicacy for them. .

The little figure buried the somewhat exposed root system of the grass fruit, took out the small gourd that he carried with him from his bosom, and dripped a few small strings of clear water droplets against the ground.

The little hand patted the crevice of the buried stone: "Thank you, keep the root well, and it will be a good fruit that will resound in the next year's bitter rainy season!"

Weighed the small rattan basket on the back, today's harvest is very good, the little figure is a little excited, wrapping up the clothes that are a little loose due to the force, looking up at the sky like thick ink, not going any further but walking quickly To come and go.

Along the way, there were also a few golden golden fur fruits with small sharp corners that were blown by the strong wind, which was very attractive. The little figure moved his fingers very excitedly, but he didn't stop after all, and walked around one by one carefully. , hurriedly went down the mountain
In the abandoned fluorite mine at the foot of the mountain, a clear voice was reading a piece of old wooden calf.

The words on the letter are extremely complicated and weird, but it is obvious that the people who read the book are familiar with the content of the letter, and can read it very fluently...

"According to the ancient records of the demon race, the Great Desolate Continent was originally a corner of the God Realm, the birthplace of the gods, the burial place of the gods, and the prison where the fallen gods were exiled from the God Realm.

It was because he was cut off by a divine weapon during the battle between gods and demons that he fell into this world.

"The Great Desolate Continent is located in the center of this world, and it is formed by the east, south, west, north, and middle five realms adjacent to each other. The Great Desolate Continent a million years ago was a land of bliss for living beings.

"The aura is rich, the resources are extremely rich, there are many races, and there are countless people who have ascended to immortality.

"However, tens of thousands of years ago, when the heaven and the earth suffered a catastrophe, for a time, the spiritual energy in the originally peaceful paradise was exhausted, the mountains and rivers were shattered, and all living beings were almost wiped out...

"The most fertile regions in China and the West, the Western Region is still shrouded in the thick black karma that blocks the sky and the sun.

And the middle realm, along with the millions of creatures in the realm, had already disappeared in the catastrophe.

The other three realms are also thousands of miles away, filled with mourning, it is extremely tragic.

"At the moment of crisis when the mountains and rivers were about to fall, 99 spiritual enlightenment towers suddenly appeared in the prehistoric world.

Under the protection of the divine tower, although the devastated prehistoric world is no longer prosperous, it has finally left a glimmer of hope for the creatures.

……

That clear voice recited the article very pleasantly, and the two cute little pink babies were fascinated by it.

Suddenly there was a slight rubbing sound of boulders outside the cave, and the eyes of everyone in the cave lit up.

"Listen—it's Aunt Zhizhi who's back~"

(End of this chapter)