"Put me down and I can walk by myself."
He kept twisting his body, and under the hood that could cover half of his face, a voice full of resistance came out.
"Stop making trouble."
Accompanied by a clear male voice, the man released his grip on the boy's collar, and he had just landed.
With his feet touching the ground, the boy felt the sense of security that he had not felt for a long time. Standing on the same spot, the boy extended his arms and legs, and then moved his body, which had not exercised for a long time.
Taking off his hood, the boy shook his head, arranging his slightly messy short blond hair with his hands, and poked the man's waist with his elbow. The boy's eyes were full of curiosity.
"I've been curious all this time, why do you wear this outfit?"
Wearing a snow-white straight-breasted robe, the clothes are very drapey. His black hair is neatly tied into a crown. He is holding a pot of vigorously growing blue silver grass in his hand. The blue grass leaves are wrapped around the man's waist.
The space and arms look very abrupt.
"Let's take a look at the missing person. This identity is very suitable."
Blue silver grass can be seen everywhere on the side of the path. Looking forward along the path, there is a forest at the end of the road.
When the man's clear eyes touched the forest and the densely growing blue silver grass, his eyes became deep and his dark pupils glowed with a faint light.
Maybe they sensed the emperor's aura, and those ignorant bluesilver grasses waved their blades of grass in the direction of the man.
Seeing this, the man chuckled and dragged the pot of grass in his hand forward with his hand, a dangerous light flashing in his eyes.
"It turns out they still recognize you."
This time, the grass in the man's hand did not respond to his words. It retracted the blades of grass wrapped around the man's body, and the tall blades of grass pulled together, and it stretched towards the blue silver grass on the ground.
A mother's gentle breath enveloped the bluesilver grass, and the golden-lined grass leaves caressed them.
"It's strange, they are happy."
Doubts appeared in the boy's golden eyes. With his mental power, he could clearly capture the small "communications" between them.
"Are you sad?"
The boy stretched out his hand and touched the shining golden lines with his fingertips. He wondered why the same "communication" could produce two very different emotions between the two parties.
The man half-closed his eyes and watched their actions indifferently.
Without letting the man stand there for too long, the grass blades were retracted, half wrapped around the man's arms, and half stretched forward, pointing to the forest ahead for a while, then changing direction, deliberately avoiding the forest, pointing back, signaling
The man returns.
"What are you hesitating about? You have to face this day."
The corners of his mouth were slightly raised, and the man strode forward, his figure disappearing into the forest.
"King?"
Deep in the forest, a young man sat cross-legged on the ground. Bluesilver grass also grew around him. Unlike other places, those bluesilver grasses in front of him were generally higher than ordinary bluesilver grasses. They were growing according to a certain
Strange patterns are shaking.
Following the regular rhythm, pale golden light spots continued to pour out from the grass blades of the Blue Silver Grass, surrounding the young man. As the soul power in the young man's body moved, they merged into the young man's skin in turn, and finally transformed into a young man.
Part of one’s own soul power.
A low and hoarse voice sounded in this place, and the young man opened his eyes, his dark blue eyes filled with coldness.
"Senior, are you calling me?"
He glanced at the human-like face in front of him, which was made up of countless huge blades of grass as thick as vines.
This is the paradise of Blue Silver Grass. For one of the young men whose martial spirit is Blue Silver Emperor, this place is very suitable for him to practice.
I don’t know if it’s the boy’s illusion, but he always feels that practicing here is faster than practicing in the academy.
"Excuse me, Your Majesty, I just feel strange."
"Someone came in looking for me again?"
The young man's eyes suddenly became alert. This was not the first time. His identity was so special that he had to live here to avoid disaster.
The young man stood up from the ground, and his body took a corresponding defensive posture. He was ready to follow the instructions of the deep and hoarse voice and choose which direction to run.
"Your Majesty, you don't need to be so nervous. There are not a large number of humans entering this forest at the same time, so no one is coming to look for you at this time."
Its voice was soothing. It knew the reason why the boy made such a gesture at this moment, and it also understood the boy.
In just one month, it has played tricks on countless humans who came with strong intentions.
Those humans seemed to have given up. After realizing the weirdness of this forest, they left the forest, allowing the boy to take a breather.
"It's just that there seems to be something wrong with my perception."
After the young man put away his alert look, his next words made him give up the idea of continuing to practice, and he also retracted his original posture of sitting down.
His eyes looked at that face again, doubts and worries appearing in his eyes.
This is the guarantee for his survival here. He needs all the abilities it can help him, and this spiritual perception is one of them.
"Senior, is there something wrong with your body?"
As if it could see the young man's worries, it gently comforted him: "Your Majesty, you don't have to worry too much about this."
"I just sensed the aura similar to that of the Blue Silver Royal Family. That aura was very weak, and it was lingering at the edge of the forest."
Just like when I found you, Your Majesty.
This was a sentence that it did not say. Because this sentence would cause the boy to continue to worry, it implied its own selfishness and hid it.
But the young man did not continue the previous practice as it expected. The young man's pupils dilated, his brows furrowed, and his hands at his sides clenched subconsciously.
Similar to the aura of the Blue Silver Royal Family, if the information the boy knows is true, then in this world, apart from the boy himself, only the boy's mother will carry this aura.
His mother was not dead, or rather her death was not thorough enough. The young man knew this because he had seen it before.
This chapter has been completed!