A leisurely life in ancient times

Chapter 887 God's Bloodline

"This...strange thing..." Jiang Yao pouted and muttered.

Throwing the book to Wolf Tu, she knew the words separately, but when put together, they felt too profound!

Lang Tu had a cold face, holding a book bigger than his head, struggling to understand the meaning of the book.At this moment, I turned the book to the page of worm roots and stared at it for a long time, my little face became more and more tense, and the cold air became heavier and heavier.

On the side, Lance and the others pursed their lips into a half-smile.

The words described in the book are very awkward to Lang Tuliang, so it's not surprising that they can't understand.However, looking at the two little faces that looked like Langmo with tense expressions of annoyance and irritability, no matter how you look at it, you are happy.

"Father—" Lang Tu raised his eyes, glanced reservedly at Lance and the others who were watching the play, and called out softly to Lang Mo.

Facing Lang Tu Youyou's cold face, Lance and the others quickly looked away and coughed twice, pretending that nothing had happened.Seeing it, Jiang Yao pouted and cut her lips.

"Worm roots, shade-loving, live near swamps, are as thick as the fingers of an earth dragon, and take root by climbing on banyan trees."

Worm roots, though named after roots, are actually animals rather than plants.It's just that it doesn't like to move and lives in groups.Unless it is necessary, the worm root will not move half a step from birth to death.It is named worm root because of its resemblance to a grass stem. Many people think that worm roots are plants, but this is actually a misunderstanding.

"Swamp..." Lance muttered, "Isn't there a mangrove swamp on the outskirts of Xuelong Ridge, where the elves live in Senling? At that time, let people go there to look for it. The mangrove swamp is far away The Zhihuan Forest not far away happened to be full of banyan trees, and there might be some kind of worm roots living in it..."

"Lance is right. It is indeed possible for Zhihuanlin to find traces of worm roots." Mocha nodded, agreeing with Lance's words.In Zhihuan forest, there are large expanses of banyan trees, dense and lush. He has never seen such verdant banyan trees growing in other places. It is not unreasonable to say that Zhihuan forest is actually called banyan forest.

"Mocha will follow the appearance of the worm root. After returning to the tribe, you take a few people to the Zhihuan Forest near the mangrove swamp to see if you can find the so-called worm root..." Lang Mo said.Ai Lian caressed the top of Jiang Yao's head, and fixed her eyes on Jiang Qing who was lying on the bed. The dark and deep eyes were far away, which made people feel intimidated.

"Yes." Mocha nodded seriously.

When he turned to the page describing Jigenshui, Lang Mo remained silent, raising his hand to stroke the paper.The calm expression made it impossible to see the true emotions inside.On the side, Lance and others naturally saw the description of Jigenshui above.Suddenly couldn't help gasping, no one spoke.

"Ji Genshui tested the murloc's tone in advance. It's not easy for the murloc to survive in Qingnan these years, so I asked someone to speak out..." After finishing speaking, Lang Mo's stern face became more and more gloomy.Extreme root water, this is not something they can find at all.Even if it has the ability to defy the sky, it's a pity that even murlocs living in the sea may not have seen this kind of thing, the conditions are too harsh and rare...

"Patriarch, Didison also said that even if there is no extreme root water, at most the soup and medicine are slightly less medicinal!" Mocha said.After reading the description of Jigenshui, everyone fell silent. No wonder Didison also said that Jigenshui could not be forced.

After all, you can't get this thing even if you force it.

"En!" Lang Mo closed the book, and slowly closed his dark eyes.

There was no strange emotion on his quiet and handsome face.However, Mocha and Lance have been by Lang Mo's side for decades, how can they fail to guess the unwillingness in his heart?
The sensible Lang Tu and his wife stood next to Lang Mo quietly, without saying a word.Although they couldn't understand the literal description, they knew how to read Lang Mo's expressions. Of course, they also guessed that this root of water might be hard to find in the world.

"Langtu, you guys go back to your room to rest first, the exercise will continue tomorrow—" Lang Mo said.He asked Lang Tu to go back to their respective rooms, and it was not their turn to intervene in these matters, lest these two people not be afraid of death and mess around and make something happen.

Jiang Yao pouted, very dissatisfied.

However, he did not refuse.Even though they were separated for seven years, Lang Mo was still the one and only father in their hearts.In front of him, even Jiang Yao didn't dare to mess around too much, especially when Jiang Qing had an accident.Glancing at Langtu, he took the three friends behind him back to their respective resting rooms.

"Mocha, you also go back to your room to rest first. The matter will be discussed when we get back to Taoyuan. Xian Yuxiao should know our real whereabouts. Let the crew be more careful." Lang Mo said coldly.The Chasing Wind integrates offense and defense, and has never really fought. It is very necessary to avoid being accidentally attacked and guarding against the frenzied Xian Yuxiao.

Furthermore, he suspects that Yi Cheng and Qing Li from Qingnan Tianshi Clan might be behind the support of Xian Yuxiao.Otherwise, it would be impossible to be so secretive just relying on Yicheng and Qingli's fiddling.How much capable Yicheng is, and how much Langmo is known, if he is really capable, he would not be able to take the position of Yixuan back then.As for Qingli, she is just a woman who is mad because of love, she may have the ability, but it is impossible to be so calm.

Not only did they need to guard against Xian Yuxiao's crazy sneak attack, they also had to guard against Qingnan Yicheng's dark hand.

When Lang Mo said this, Mocha and the two immediately understood the true meaning of his words.

They didn't return to Qingnan for a while, and the news about Qingnan came from the letter sent from Taoyuan.Of course, there is also the scattered information collected from Morocco, that is, it can be seen that the current situation in Qingnan is very delicate, and an imbalance may be even more chaotic than that in Yubei.More than once, they were fortunate that Taoyuan was far away from the scope of many forces in Qingnan. Even if others wanted to plot Taoyuan, the geographical location restricted many conspiracies.

The night was very quiet.

When the night wind brushed against the edge of the window, it made a whirring sound.

Lang Mo took off his shoes and socks, and went to bed carefully, not daring to hold anyone in his arms, lying on his side motionless and staring at the sleeping person.The hand rests on the belly, sending blood energy little by little, feeling the little life beating lightly under the palm, sometimes fast and sometimes slow, as if playing with Lang Mo.

"Hey, don't disturb her, you know?" Lang Mo said softly.

The little life seemed to sense Lang Mo's intentions, and slowly calmed down.

Lang Mo's cold face let out a breath of relief.In his mind, thinking quickly about what Didison said earlier, he guessed that the little life in Jiang Qing's belly probably inherited Jiang Qing's blood...

Is it the blood of the dragon?

Lang Mo muttered softly, when Jiang Qing conceived Lang Tu and Jiang Yao, she never felt such a fresh breath of life.It can be seen that the fetus in Jiang Qing's womb is probably even better than Lang Tu and Jiang Yao in terms of talent alone.Didison's speculation may not be exaggerating.

Just, is it possible?

(End of this chapter)