Crossing to the Wild

Rong Yue and Tianyang were observing the flowers in the woods and probing their vitality flow.

However, no matter how you look at it, Rong Yue can only conclude that not only are they not abnormal, they are even very vigorous, as if they are having a silent carnival that belongs to plants alone.

Although the one-day journey has returned without success, it is a date without outsiders from another angle.

Rong Yue used his anxious craftsmanship to make a bamboo flower wreath and put it around Tianyang's neck.

The pale petals follow the strong muscle texture of the sky.A drop of sweat passed through the deep abdominal muscles, the complicated black lines, and then entered the animal skin skirt, setting Tianyang's strong body with a sense of strength.

Rong Yue's breath was suffocated, and the sensation of letting people eat again, he couldn't help pulling the white flower garland, bringing Tianyang closer, staring at the other person's eyes.

At this moment, Rong Yue felt an unprecedented sense of belonging, very strong.

The possessiveness of men is terrible. If Rong Yue were to go back to the Xingyue Era now, he might not agree.Even if he agreed, he had to run Tianyang with him.

After all, this is his man.

Rong Yue's eyes deepened, Tian Yang felt his eagerness, breathing staggered for a few seconds, and the two of them separated by a distance.

"Hurry up." Rong Yue turned around blushing first: "You have to report to the black wolf."

Hearing that there was nothing unusual in the forest, the black wolf reacted calmly.

"I will stay for three more days." He neither emphasized his judgment, nor could he see happiness or disappointment.Rong Yue comforted him: "Senior, don't worry, no matter where you need help, you can come to us."

The black wolf looked at the few yogurt candies given by Rong Yue, and his eyes were shaken for the first time.

But he thought about it, but still didn't say.But some things are destined to happen even if they are not said.

After two days, the thing that worries him most still happened.

"Chief!" Someone came back in shock and announced: "Bamboo, bamboo is dead! The forest has withered a lot, piece by piece, it's terrible!"

The leader of Dasun was discussing the future trade affairs with a few of his men, and he was shocked by the words: "How come!?"

The bamboo forest is the plant that the Dasun tribe depends on for survival.

In addition to hunting bears for snacks, the tribe also earns a lot of living supplies by making bamboo sticks.The bamboo shoots that are about to germinate in spring are one of their important foods.

The Dasun tribe is so named.

The bamboo is dead!?How can this be, how do they live, how to be the strongest tribe!

The leader of Dasun was so anxious that he took the blooming bamboo forest around, and when he came back, the corners of his mouth were scorched in a hurry.

Regardless of pride, he rushed into Rong Yue and their tents, and suddenly filled the entire space.

"Moon Sacrifice! I heard that your Xingyue tribe is very capable, do you know how to keep bamboo from dying?" The leader of Dasun said anxiously: "We promised to send more people to build roads! The tower doesn't need you to produce materials anymore. If you have any requirements, please mention it, I have absolutely nothing to say!"

Rong Yue was roasting seaweed with fire: "What? The bamboo is dead? How much is dead?"

The leader of Dasun jumped up and snatched his slate: "When is it! Hurry up and follow me..."

Regardless of his offense, Rong Yue wiped his hands: "Don't worry, Tianyang, come back after baking these."

Leader of Dasun: "..."

In just two days, the bamboo forest really began to wither with naked eyes. When Rong Yue followed the leader of Dasun, she couldn't believe her eyes.

The white flowers spread, and at this moment it is like a condolence to the bamboo, inexplicably bleak.

The wind blew, the withered bamboo leaves and white flowers drifted away, and a piece fell on Rong Yue's head.

horrible.

He didn't care much, and he didn't have time to investigate how these were formed. He pulled out the zeroing staff and chanted the spell on the spot.The coverage of the sacred prayer can be widened. The golden streamer mysterious inscriptions flowed in the air. The leader of the big bamboo shoots and a team of men who had never seen such a miracle almost hid behind the bushes and buried their heads in the soil.

The way of infusing vitality is as good as ever. The half-withered bamboo immediately begins to rejuvenate where it is shrouded in sacred prayers.

"Oh my God, God..." Dasun leader shivered: "Why don't you tell me, what kind of moon priest has this ability?"

The one hand said indifferently: "We have said, you can just listen to it."

"..." The leader of Dasun who was shot was silent for a moment, and said sternly: "I haven't said it."

"You said it."

"Never said it!"

"...Okay, I didn't say it." The subordinate showed a loving expression.

Because Rong Yue performed a miracle, the leader of Dasun led the whole group to hold a celebration party that night.

This time everyone was sincere about Rong Yuejing's wine. He walked by the bonfire, and every tribe he met would greet him and thank him for helping the Dasun tribe out of trouble.

Seeing that Rong Yue’s smile was perfect, Tian Yang knew that he was actually not in a good mood, and asked in a low voice, "Why not happy?"

Rong Yue turned around and looked at him seriously: "I always have a bad feeling."

This hunch was fulfilled the next day.

Rong Yue used sacred prayers to restore the bamboos to their youth and died again.

For a while, this news shocked the entire Dasun tribe.

"Is the miracle of Moon Sacrifice useless?"

"Why the bamboo is obviously good but withered again?"

"Is the Moon Sacrifice's ability recovered by the gods, or is the bamboo doomed to perish, and even the means of the Moon Sacrifice cannot be saved?"

"What moon sacrifice... even some bamboo can't be saved!"

"Shhh-keep your voice down -"

Rong Yue frowned slightly, and once again brought Tianyang to the bamboo forest.Looking at the withered bamboos all over the mountains and plains, he felt troubled.

What should I do?Just like he can't save the dead, what use can the dead plants lighten their vitality?Can't come back to life, it's still a dead branch.

Even more frightening was that he could not find the reason why the bamboos died.

Tianyang shook his head: "There is no devilish energy."

With a look in Rong Yue, he knew what he was asking, and after feeling it for a moment, he said to Rong Yue with certainty.

"Or, let's ask Senior?" Rong Yue: "Senior said this is a bad omen before. He must know something."

The black wolf is in front of the tent, feeding the cub quietly.

Every time Rong Yue saw him, he was either bringing the cubs or hunting for the cubs. He was called a heroic father.

It was already the day when Black Wolf promised to leave, but he didn't panic. After hearing Rong Yue's explanation, he only said one word: Wait.

"A long time ago, I remember that there was also a tribe that suffered a similar disaster, and then failed to survive." The black wolf lowered his head and said: "Bamboo blossom is just the beginning, and disasters will continue to come."

"Why?" Rong Yue insisted on asking: "Don't say any strange reasons, I don't believe in curses or omens."

Black Wolf: "If you don't believe it, the consequences will gradually appear in your eyes."

Rong Yue was disappointed for a moment, but in the barbaric era, everyone couldn't avoid taking these colors from the perspective of the problem, and was relieved again.

"Wait a few more days." Rong Yue said: "I want to see what kind of disaster it is that makes the black wolf be so vigilant."

There is no way to save bamboo. As time goes by, more and more white flowers are infected.

The withered bamboo could not withstand the ravages of the strong wind and fell to the ground. The original beautiful forest became a hell-like scene in a short time.

There was no way to make up the bamboo strips, and the bamboo shoots could not be dug. The entire Dashu tribe fell into an unprecedented panic.

When everyone was in fear, suddenly one person rushed into the tribe, and the roar almost broke.

"Bear, bear!" He was out of breath, but everyone was terrified just hearing his yelling.

"What kind of bear? How old?" The crowd surrounded the whistleblower and kept asking him various questions. The man was so scared that his eyes were dizzy and he said: "A lot, a group of bears, a large group of bears, the most important thing is... …"

He cried and said, "These bears have dark limbs, but their bodies are white. They must be devil bears, devil bears!"

The author has something to say: Devil Bear (patting his belly):???

(After climbing the mountain for a day, tomorrow will be more and more! Or at night!)

Thanks to the little angel who voted for me or irrigated the nutrient solution~

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15 bottles of Xie Qingyun; 10 bottles of Huahua World and Umbrella Mirror; 5 bottles of Ye Jia Er Shao; 1 bottle when waking up

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