The vegetative state of the Fusang tribe was finally out of danger, and the tense nerves of the fairies suddenly relaxed, followed by an unavoidable chill on the top of their heads.
Unconsciously touching her bald head, the fairy caught Xiao Zhao, who had turned into a ferret and was about to jump on top of her to cause trouble. It was obvious that it had long been interested in the fairy's big bald head.
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In Xiao Zhao's words, the current image of the fairy looks like a delicious-looking... peeled hard-boiled egg from the back.
Moreover, it is very comfortable to lick!
The fairy who did not believe in evil took a look at the sword of the Dragon Soul Sword, and then she refuted Xiao Zhao.
Her image at the moment... is obviously a little nun, and she is still the kind of little nun who has not grown up and has a little baby fat!
This face was so tender that even he couldn't help but touch it. Under Sang Zhu's sideways gaze, Xianling reached out and pinched his chubby little face without caring about other people's eyes...
Ha, don’t tell me, it feels pretty good!
It's just that this image is too cool in the ice and snow environment.
So the fairy spent an hour making herself a fluffy hat out of animal skins and put it on her head.
As soon as he looked around, Sang Li opened his eyes weakly.
Sang Zhu, who had been guarding her, was immediately overjoyed. He quickly lay on Sang Li's face and shouted her name excitedly.
But there seemed to be something wrong with Sang Ji. He looked at Sang Zhu with empty eyes, looking like he had no focus and no soul.
Sang Zhu's smile gradually disappeared: "What's wrong with you, Aji?"
A long time passed.
"I'm actually... not dead?" Sang Li's voice was so soft that it seemed like it was floating in the air.
"Of course you are not dead, it was the Aling God who saved us!"
Sang Li's eyes finally focused on Sang Zhu's face: "Arling Divine Envoy?"
Sang Zhu was very excited: "Yes! She not only killed the demon tree that had oppressed us for thousands of years, but also saved all the survivors of our tribe!"
Turning her head and taking a look at Sang Qing, who was lying not far away, and the plant seedlings wrapped in the fur of the spiritual beast, Sang Li seemed to have finally recovered her lost memory, and tears began to pour out of her eyes.
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Just when Sang Zhu was at a loss, Sang Li suddenly hugged him and cried, "I'm sorry, I'm sorry... wuwuwu... I'm sorry, it was me who harmed our tribe..."
Holding his beloved girl in his arms, Sang Zhu's heart was beating hard. He patted Sang Li's back gently and coaxed her like a child.
Seeing this scene, the fairy lowered his head politely.
Don't look at anything inappropriate.
However, the imagined intimate scene did not appear. After crying happily, Sang Li broke away from Sang Zhu's arms and crawled towards the fairy.
Dragging his weak body, Sang Li lay at the feet of the fairy and cried bitterly: "I'm sorry, Lord Divine Envoy, it's all my fault. I didn't obey your orders and harmed our tribe. I'm sorry..."
The tragic scenes lingered in front of her eyes. At this moment, she wanted to hit her head against the ice wall and die.
The fairy didn't ask Sang Ji why he didn't complete the task, because it had already passed and it was pointless to ask more questions. She probably guessed the reason. With Sang Ji's cautious and suspicious temperament, what else could go wrong? It was nothing more than no.
Caused by trust.
To be honest, if she is angry, she must be angry, but it is also understandable. After all, she is thin and small, looking like a 134-year-old child, and she does not look very reliable.
Besides, Sang Li has already paid a heavy price for her suspicion.
So the fairy did not say anything accusatory to poke her heart, but said calmly: "The people you are most sorry for are your tribe, not me."
Although she was almost killed by her, it was a blessing in disguise that she solved the big problem of the system and got a lot of hibiscus tree materials, so it was not a loss.
The duller the fairy spirit became, the sadder Sang Li became, and this sadness was mixed with a hint of shame. She had lived for hundreds of years, but her mind was still not as mature as that of a cub.
What's even more unbelievable is that this cub was able to forcefully reverse the situation and save so many survivors even when the fusang tree broke through the seal!
She finally understood why the Beast God chose her to be his heir!
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Sang Li really realized her mistake deeply. After she regained some mobility, she braved her weak body and ignored Sang Zhu's persuasion, stubbornly waiting for her tribe to wake up.
Whenever a plant shook its leaves and regained consciousness, she would sincerely apologize.
It happened so many times that the entire Fusang tribe's survivors were confused.
After all the clan members woke up, Sang Li began to cry and regret her behavior. The scene was quite miserable, after all, her entire lower body was gone.
As a result, Sang Qing and the remaining disabled vegetative people learned the true story of the matter. Although they were sad and complained a little, they were a group of vegetative people with simple personalities after all, and they really couldn't say anything to accuse them.
What's more, Sang Ji is the future spiritual shaman of their tribe, so there is nothing unforgivable. She didn't mean it anyway.
Because of the above reasons, all adults in the Fusang tribe chose to remain silent.
On the other hand, a group of little carrot heads who couldn't transform yet saw Sangji crying so hard that they couldn't help but run over and gently rub her body with leaves in an attempt to comfort her.
They were still young and couldn't understand many words, but they understood that if it weren't for Sangjie, they would have starved to death long ago.
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Next, there was a scene of a group of vegetative people bursting with gratitude to the fairies. They were so excited that they almost broke the ice under their feet. Xiao Zhao was so frightened that he jumped into the arms of the fairies.
It didn’t quite understand what the group of vegetative people in front of it were doing, and their gazes at the fairies were too hot. No! The fairies belong to it! So Xiao Zhao jumped onto the fairies’ heads and declared loudly.
sovereignty.
However, at this moment, no one paid attention to the furious Xiao Zhao, and everyone's eyes were only fixed on the savior.
They use the simplest and most honest words in the world to express their gratitude to the fairies.
Seeing this group of skinny disabled vegetative people lying on the ground in the most humble posture in the world, the fairy didn't know what to say for a moment. After all, she had never received such gratitude and gratitude in her life experience.
Respect.
Looking at the pair of excited and grateful eyes in front of her, the fairy's heart felt warm, and she was filled with satisfaction that she had never felt before.
She lived indifferently for 20 years, facing curses and abuses. She thought she was selfish and indifferent and could ignore any words from the outside world, but in fact she was not.
At least at this moment, she felt happy from the bottom of her heart. Fortunately, she saved their lives.
Because the touch was so great, the fairy, who had always been quite eloquent, had no idea how to face the situation in front of him.
Taking a deep breath, the fairy lifted up all the vegetative people who were kneeling on the ground, and said in a gentle tone: "This is just a small effort, you don't have to do this. It's almost night, so recover your body first!"
This group of plant people were very obedient and immediately and strictly carried out the fairy's orders. Without saying a word, they directly turned into plants and planted them on the corpses of spirit beasts nearby. Even the little cubs who could not speak yet rushed to stretch their tender bodies.
The roots worked hard to take root in the frozen and hard corpse.
This recovery method was thought up by the fairies not long ago. Although the picture is a little bloody, there is no soil on the ice sheet, so this is the only way to do it.
And from what Sangzhu said, their tribe survived in this way when they were first exiled.