Because they were too sleepy, they fell asleep with their backs together after eating the green wild fruits.
It was already dusk when I woke up, and a piece of colorful cloud unexpectedly appeared on the horizon. It had been raining for ten days, which made the colorful cloud at dusk feel particularly exciting and beautiful.
Lian laughed and jumped in front of the sunset, and instantly forgot the sorrow of being trapped in the flood. Seeing Lian happy, Lan was also very happy. He caught some fish and shrimps along the water surface and grilled them to satisfy his hunger.
At night, the quiet light of the full moon pours down quietly from the treetops, making the entire mountaintop extraordinarily bright as if it were soaked in beef nuggets.
Lan was happily practicing martial arts in the mottled shadows of the trees, while Lian was singing on the side. The sweet and clear song swirled in the forest, making the surviving tribesmen intoxicated and temporarily forget the disaster in front of them.
Only then did the leader and the worried lady know that their daughter Lian was not in trouble and was still alive. The next day they sent someone to pick them up in a canoe.
Because the weather was fine, the water receded quickly. A few days later, they returned to the foot of the mountain, some were replanting, some were looking for livestock, some were hunting, and the days seemed to be back to the past.
But Lan missed Lian even more. I thought about the rising sun, I thought about the crystal rolling dewdrops, I thought about the beautiful flowers, I also thought about looking at the crescent moon. Her smile, every frown, every song.
Dance every night and fall asleep.
Lan knew that he no longer just wanted to play with her as he did before. He wanted her to be his wife! He wanted to be with her forever! But it was almost impossible.
The leader's daughter either marries the son of the leader of the neighboring clan, or is assigned to the best warrior of the clan. But is the best warrior of the clan so easy to obtain? What's more, Lian is about to become an adult, and he has only been hunting and practicing martial arts for two years.
The Warriors are still far behind.
Time will not wait for him! For this reason, he is very sad.
When clearing land that day, Lan dug into the mud left after the flood and found a fluorescent white stone that was flat on one side and zigzag on the other.
Lan wiped it clean and took a look: it was a beautiful hard stone with two holes in the middle, and a big crack between the two burnt small round holes; if separated, it could just make two decorative rings.
He carefully cut the stone in half along the cracks, then polished them carefully into two rings. On a midsummer night, he sneaked into the chief's residence, whistled with his fingers to attract the lotus, and stuffed the rings into the leader's house.
A person who longs for you day and night.
Lian was very happy and liked it, but she still gave one piece back to him. She blushed and said that each of them would wear one piece. She was waiting for him to become the best warrior among the youths of the clan and ask his father to match her to him as his wife.
Unexpectedly, since Lian also had herself in her heart, Lan was excited and quickly nodded with fists. After returning, he practiced martial arts even more diligently.
Summer went to autumn, and the annual harvest festival came in a blink of an eye. Lian turned fourteen and Lan turned fifteen, both of whom were adults according to the clan's regulations. Lan participated in the clan warrior competition for the first time.
But how can he, who has only been learning hunting and practicing martial arts for more than two years, compare to a strong man who is already over 20 years old and has been practicing martial arts for many years? No matter how hard he worked and fought hard, he could not enter the top ten, let alone
That's one of the best.
Seeing that Lian, who has grown into a tall girl and looks more beautiful than a flower, may soon be assigned to someone else, Lan, who is covered in scars, hangs his head desperately, feeling extremely painful in his heart.
But Lian was begging her mother, asking her to tell her father that she was still young and didn't want to leave her parents, and asked her father to wait a year or two before marrying her.
The leader's wife, who felt sorry for her beloved little daughter, agreed.
Lan was so moved when he found out that he didn't know what to do. He held the girl's delicate hand for a long time and was speechless. He vowed in his heart: he must get the first place in two years - because the clan warrior competition is held every two years.
He doesn't want any other rewards, he just wants the lotus in his heart.
"Ah... Tragic!" Lan Feiyang's dream was lingering. Suddenly, the jade-like ring on his chest flashed with a faint light, and a bloody tear gradually enlarged and burst, revealing a wrinkled boy about two years old.
Cute toddler with small face and brows.
"Oh my God, I, Lao Xue, and Lao Lei have been separated for thousands of years, and now they have become one again. Am I considered Lao Xue or Lao Lei? Hey, no matter who it is, it's me!
Damn it, I just lost a clone that I finally separated - although that clone was negative. But fortunately, the ferocious, violent, and bloodthirsty spirit has finally been basically eliminated."
The toddler, who was speaking a little messily, and whose tone alternated between a different one and a new one, looked down at himself: "Damn it! Why did I become so young? I used to practice like that when I was seven or eight years old."
The child has a small voice but an old voice, and he also looks sad and has his head raised, which is weird and funny.
He took an internal look at his own skills: "Fortunately, my skills are still as good as before, retaining one thousandth of the last heyday. It only takes seven or eight to ten years of practice to recover. Oops, how did I get the clone from tears?"
The memory seems to be gone...then wouldn’t I prefer blood clones now?"
"No, no, no, the blood clone is my ferocious, violent, and bloodthirsty side. Now that it has been basically eliminated, how could I still be biased toward him? Well, but the way I am now, Blood Tears doesn't have the personality I wanted before the clone.
The state is..."
"What? When I was in a coma, I sucked the blood of this little guy twice and was forced to sign a contract to be controlled by him?"
The young boy jumped up and down angrily as he spoke: "No, no, no! I have lived for so many years, but I have never been used to idle clouds and wild cranes. Even the Lord of the Netherworld, I don't buy his fault. I'm witnessing the divine thunder catastrophe.
It got to the point where we had to fight him to the death. We even failed in the disaster and almost lost our souls. But now we have to listen to this little brat?!"
The toddler yelled and jumped to the roof in annoyance, hitting a beam made of reinforced concrete next to the cabinet. Normally, the beam would have passed right through - because he was a spirit body.
But to his surprise, not only did it not penetrate him this time, but he also rubbed the top of his head in pain and screamed "Wow!"
"What kind of house is this made of? Is there a top-notch Eight Diagrams Formation for trapped souls? It's going to kill me!" The two-year-old child rubbed his head, which was not fully grown yet, and there were still some soft skulls on the top of his head.
I fell on the computer chair and unexpectedly bounced up twice and automatically rotated three times.
"Magebi, even the chairs are so evil!"
"No!" The toddler slapped the armrest of the computer chair, "Why do I seem to be a physical entity? Could it be that this little kid's blood was used to create a small body? Haha! I am no longer a spirit body, and there is no need to return to the underworld.
, the King of Netherworld can’t control me!”
"Wait, wait. My voice hasn't changed yet. It doesn't match my little body! People in this world don't think it's me when they see my cute little childlike appearance but such an old voice.
Monster, are you scared to death?" The toddler was so funny that he was stunned in the computer chair.
He felt a headache for a long time and pressed his forehead: "I'd better go back to the ring to solve the sound problem first." After saying that, he became smaller and entered the ring on Lan Feiyang's chest.
I couldn't help but wonder: If I say it's an entity, isn't it right? If I were an entity, how could I shrink into a circle with one thousandth of my skill?