Yuanshin, no one knows the harem better than me

"What are you looking at?" Diona looked back curiously, but there was nothing.

"Nothing." Xia Tian smiled and unfolded the wings of the wind: "Hold on."

Then the wind field rolled up, and the two skyrocketed.

Diona was used to it, and excitedly shouted: "Come on the duck!"

Chapter 130 The Wind Brings Miracles

Back in Qingquan Town, the heat of the sun began to fade, and the shade of the greenery has tilted, only the clarity of the spring water has not changed.

Old Finch was still standing by the pool for ten years.

Remind the dragonfly to drink water, and watch the hare drink water.

The shadow of Wind Wing appeared on the ground, and when he looked up, he saw the two people who came back.

He smiled: "Welcome back, is everything going well?"

Diona's little face was red because of the wind, and he rubbed it kindly, like treating his own granddaughter.

"Well, it went well." Diona's voice was not too excited.

She reunited with her childhood friend, but Grandpa Finch's thoughts could not be conveyed.

"I've seen the fountain spirit, but I don't seem to know the same one as Grandpa Finch."

Diona's eyes were filled with apology, and she lowered her head in frustration: "I'm sorry, I couldn't..."

Old Finch comforted her with his withered hands, his eyes dimmed for a moment, but he soon recovered his smile: "It's okay, I've already seen her."

"Have you seen it? Has she come back to see you?" Diona raised her head happily, and looked at the quiet pool again, as if she wanted to find the spring spirit in the pool.

Old Finch kept smiling and nodded: "Yes, I see."

He lied.

Not long ago, there was indeed a change in the pool. More water sources overflowed from the spring than usual, and the slow mountain stream became more turbulent.

At that moment, he was full of anticipation.

But nothing happened, but it didn't seem so unacceptable, or he had let go of this obsession.

Old Finch noticed the object in Xia Tian's hand: "This is the heart of water purification? Is it what you are looking for?"

At lunch, Xia Tian had already explained the reason for looking for the spring water elf. In order to help a girl named Anna cure her illness, she wanted to seek the help of the spring water elf.

Xia Tian showed the heart of water purification: "Well, although I'm not sure, it should be able to cure that girl's illness."

The heart of clean water contains the power of the deceased god, which should be effective for sickness.

"Then don't keep that girl waiting, go back quickly!" Old Finch urged.

He has waited too long, and he understands the pain of waiting.

It's really getting late. Apart from the tasks, the decoration of the house is also coming to an end, and there are still some arrangements to be made.

Saying goodbye to old Finch, Xia Tian stopped at the entrance of the village, Diona was lying on the lawn of the high platform, her legs were shaking back and forth.

Like basking in the sun, like seeing her off, like waiting for Xia Tian to greet her.

"Today's sun is really round!" Xia Tian struck up a conversation inexplicably.

"Will Father Sun be round someday?" Diona rested her chin on her hands and looked in the direction of the sun: "Are you going back to Mond City?"

The sunlight at this time is no longer dazzling, and the red coat is a little more cute.

Xia Tian leaned against the stone wall and looked at the cat: "Why, are you reluctant?"

"I'm not reluctant!" Diona hurriedly denied: "It's just that you promised to help me blend the taste that can destroy the Mond wine industry, and it hasn't been completed yet!"

Xia Tian cooperated and begged for mercy: "The difficulty factor of this task is a bit too high, please be more accommodating, Lord Diona! Give me a short period of time."

It's not a lie, it's really clueless.

It can only be solved by waiting for a god who can cast the curse of "no matter how you mix it, it will taste bad" in the future.

Diona sighed helplessly, and said magnanimously: "I really can't do anything about you! Then wait a few more days with mercy!"

"Then, do you want to go home for dinner together? My house is redecorated, and it's quite big. Recently, two chefs competed in my house. It would be a pity not to taste it."

Facing the invitation sent by Xia Tian, ​​Diona was a little moved, but quickly shook her head and refused: "Dad will come back later, I can't leave him behind."

It just confirms that sentence, the daughter is the father's little padded jacket.

What kind of luck did that rough dude Dulav have to have such a cute and sensible child as Diona?

By the way, what does Diona's mother look like?It seems that I haven't seen it today, and I haven't heard her mention it.

If you have doubts, you can only understand it another day.

"Okay! See you another day, kitten."

Xia Tian wanted to pinch her nose more intimately, but was scared off by a cat meow.

"Meow!" He made a gesture to take a bite, but failed, then jumped and ran away.

Looking at the figure of Diona running away with her waist down, Xia Tian couldn't help showing a knowing smile.

There was a delay, and when we returned to Mond, it was already the time for most people to call it a day.

Anthony had been with Anna early on, waiting for the slightest possibility.

He didn't believe in the existence of the fountain spirit, so he prayed to Barbatos countless times:

"If there is a miracle in this world, I hope it will happen to Anna."

"If there are warriors in this world, then beg the warriors to come back with hope."

The warm wind blows beside the ears, bringing the fragrance of flowers and plants, the freshness of spring water, the advent of miracles, and the return of warriors...

Xia Tian non-stop handed over the heart of water purification to Anthony.

This traveler from a foreign land actually completed this commission that countless people failed.

In addition to joy, how to use the heart of water purification?Boil it and drink it?Or just swallow it?

Just when she had a headache, Anna said, "Just by his side, it seems that the pain has disappeared."

When she spoke, she stopped coughing, and her breathing was indeed more stable.

Through element induction, it can be seen that the power of the heart of water purification is like a gossamer, surrounding Anna.

The hidden love of the gods nourished her body.

"Really?" Anthony jumped up happily.

His younger sister's illness is finally recovering, and all his efforts were not in vain!

Anna took out a handmade silk handkerchief from her bosom, and put it in front of Xia Tian with both hands: "Thank you, Mond's hero."

handkerchief?What Xia Tian wants is not this kind of thing.

But I was too embarrassed to refuse directly, so I could only accept it first, then looked at Anthony, and said, "If possible, can the entrusted reward be replaced by Fengshen pupil?"

This was a misunderstanding. The handkerchief was Anna's wish, not a commissioned reward.

But Anthony was very happy to accept this exchange, he took the handkerchief away, and then handed over Fengshen Tong.

Finally, I did not forget to add: "You stay away from Anna!"

"Brother!" Anna complained dissatisfied.

With admiring eyes, she turned her head three times at a step, but she could only be dragged by Anthony, going further and further away.

What is the situation?Xia Tian helplessly spreads his hands.

Anna has a dream that she can leave Mond and go on an adventure all over the world after recovering from her illness.

Perhaps because of this, Anthony didn't want her to get in touch with travelers in foreign lands!

Chapter 130 The second flower language of roses

The night fell quietly, and the cold moonlight was not so obvious, reflecting on the pool, it only added a little bit of afterglow.

Old Finch smiled and declined Diona's warm invitation to dinner.

Bread, water, and solitude are his food.

The old figure is no longer the heroic appearance of the past, the rickety torso is leaning against the wooden pile, and the lines on the face are full of vicissitudes.

Suddenly, the downcast eyes lit up.

The moonlight like water is crushed by ripples in the water, like being kissed by raindrops, creating waves.

From small to large, from slow to fast, from near to far.

The active spring of the ground veins began to surge, and clean water that was clearer than the pool water gushed out continuously.

The pool seems to be at high tide, and you can listen to the sound of blue waves.

Old Finch looked at the pool water, the corners of his mouth twitched and tears rolled down his cheeks.

It is not only the moon and stars that are reflected on the surface of the lake, but also her whom he misses.

A faceless angel that exists in memory.

The same as 40 years ago, the spirit who is no longer curious appears from the clear spring and hears the voice of the old man from the tears.

The speechless elf stretched out shapeless fingers, touching the old forehead and cheeks lightly.

As cold as the night road, as soft as a lost blessing, but it gave old Finch a warmth that he had never experienced for many years.

Fountain spirits do not have the wisdom of humans, nor do they understand too many emotions and worries.

The miraculous waiting that humans think is just a short-lived beauty in the eyes of the elemental elves.

She once saw the yearning that could not be concealed in the eyes of the young man, she was powerless to the aging of her loved one, and she was afraid of the pain of parting from life and death.

The friendship between the eternal and the ephemeral, leaves nothing but sorrow.

So, she left.

When we meet again, things are different.

Old Finch's eyes were slightly closed, with a few tears and a smile coexisting, his lips were trembling, and he hesitated to speak.

After looking at each other like this for several minutes, there was a sigh at the end:

"You are still the same as 40 years ago, so beautiful, and I am already so old!"

How many regrets and longings are hidden in the words, in the heart, and in the constantly flowing spring water.

In his eyes, the love still exists, but it is no longer hot.

Didn't talk too much about missing.

He was sitting by the pool just like when he was a teenager: "When you left, many things happened in this town, would you like me to tell you?"

Under the moonlight, the silent spring sprite wanders in the water with slender curves.

She loves the boys who have shared her joys, sorrows, and fears with her.

She likes the stories about forests, cities, and high walls told by teenagers.

The boy is no longer a boy, but she still likes it.

When the story comes to an end, when the moonlight climbs high into the sky.

Old Finch leaned on the stake, and the sleeping elf showed a smiling face.

The dreams of the two are connected again.

In the dream, the elf of the spring can speak, telling him about the distant kingdom of water, about the hometown of sapphire, singing the nostalgia of the exile, and sighing about leaving home and returning home.

The spring water spirit finally realized that even if it is only a short-lived destination, that happiness will be remembered forever.

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Turn back time, at the beginning of sunset.

next to the Gate of Mond

A shop that didn't quite match the architectural style of the surrounding area was renovated within two days.