The atmosphere in the entire venue was extremely warm, as if witnessing a great moment.
An Bulang and others were confused, feeling that their souls had been baptized.
turn out to be……
You can really judge yourself!
Even though Lord Mengtu had arrested him and taken him to the Forest Management Committee, he could now judge himself by himself. This strange operation made An Bulang admire him very much.
He felt that his trip was really worth it!
Although I feel that my IQ has been a little insulted, such dramas are really rare.
Looking at the excited and admiring elves, as well as the upright and serious judges, An Bulang seemed to understand the meaning of Lord Dreamland's actions.
After Lord Mengtu finished judging himself, he began to judge An Bulang.
In the end, An Bulang was also tried for planting trees and planting prefecture-level zero-level plants, and he also confessed and admitted his mistakes in various ways.
This kind of punishment is not bad, as long as he doesn't have to pay for the lives of those little rabbits and squirrels. An Bulang is not a particularly bad-tempered person, and he is willing to experience this kind of thing.
In this way, he was sent back to the destroyed forest. Facing the broken and scorched earth in front of him, he began his journey of planting trees.
An Bulang sighed in his heart.
Unexpectedly, he, the son of an Immortal Emperor, would one day be punished by planting a tree.
How can the scorched black earth that has been chopped down to the ground be restored to life in a short time?
At this time, the beautiful elf lord's naked and perfect jade feet had gently touched the collapsed ground. Suddenly, there was a rumbling sound from the ground, and it began to be guided by the huge force and restored to its original state.
As the strange power spread, green plants sprouted out of the ground.
Her snow-white jade feet stepped on the soft earth. Wherever she passed, flowers and green grass appeared, young creatures became active, and the wasteland turned into bright green grassland.
The power of dream soil, one dream, one land, one touch, all things will come to life.
Lang Meng and others were all surprised.
An Bulang even murmured: "This is cheating... No wonder she agreed so readily. It turns out that her power is very suitable for planting trees!"
"Don't worry, Bulang. We also know some life-based spells that can help you." Yun Qingyu's hands had a light green halo flickering, and the earth was full of life.
"I can also warm the earth." Su Huohuo laughed, and flames burst out from his body.
Mo Shi often heals himself and knows life magic, so he wants to help An Bulang.
Hongsen is proficient in all kinds of magic, and naturally he can also plant trees.
Bai Bai glanced at his skeletal body, helpless and humble: "Brother Bulang, I think I'm just a waste, a waste who can't share your worries..."
Baibai is very strong, but he can only attack normally. He is good at destroying a mountain by hammering it down, but he is not good at cultivating things.
Junshi shook his head and took the initiative to level the ground and loosen the soil.
The handsome lion condensed its big head, ate the broken earth in one big gulp, and then spat it out as soft soil, which was extremely suitable for planting.
Mo Shi throws a large number of seeds to the soft earth.
The yin and yang beast Gungun is responsible for rainfall and twenty-four hours of sunshine, plus inducing the essence of life.
Jin Yuexi lived in a cottage nearby, silently studying the strange artifacts she obtained from the Immortal King's Palace.
The days pass by.
In the process of planting trees, everyone gained a long-lost tranquility.
Some elves will often come over to play and share tree planting techniques.
Until the world-shaking incident involving the Red River Demon Clan swept across the entire Qingmu Titled Empire, An Bulang's name also spread throughout the empire and he became a legendary figure known to everyone.
Some elves finally recognized An Bulang.
They were all shocked. They didn't expect that the legendary figure who fought against heaven and earth in the Red River Demon Clan would actually plant trees in the Qingmu Titled Empire. Is this really the legendary genius?
Siblings Roy and Luo Meng were extremely shocked.
Tu Tianling looked at the young man in white with some fear. It is said that the young man in white would kill top prodigies like her like melons and vegetables.
She hindered the boy like this before, but the boy didn't take action against her. Is this considered saving a life?
Some elves became nervous and awed.
However, An Bulang acted like a man who had nothing to do, humming a tune and doing farm work on the scorched land with his hammer, looking like he was enjoying it.
He will also take the initiative to say hello to the beautiful elf lady, completely harmless to humans and animals.
Gradually, the elves' perceptions of him changed, and they felt that he was a very good person, and they dared to communicate and get close to him.
An Bulang watched the small trees he planted grow vigorously, saw the flowers blooming in the sunshine, saw the little beasts gradually becoming active in the forest, and the butterflies flew into a small garden and danced gracefully.
He wiped the sweat from his forehead, a relaxed and relieved smile appeared on his face.
In this process, he truly felt the growth of life.
Seeing An Bulang's expression, Tu Tianling flew over and flew around the small garden. The fragrance of the flowers made her take a deep breath and said with a smile: "Now, you know why we have to stand like this
It’s the law, right?”
An Bulang nodded: "Destruction is much easier than creation. Doing more of this kind of thing can discover the beauty and hard-won beauty of life, and it can also make me respect life more, the life of all creatures in the world."
Tu Tianling clapped his delicate white hands: "Well said, you are a good person!"
The other elves shouted softly when they heard this, and their eyes towards An Bulang became brighter and brighter.
An Bulang didn't know what was wrong with Tu Tianling's words.
Only the elves know that when an elf takes the initiative to say that a human is a good person, it means that the elf has a good impression of that human.
After some time, Lord Mengtu completed the task of planting trees first and was freed from punishment.
A large forest has formed in front of Anbulang, but the trees are not tall enough, and the improvement and increase in environmental factors have not yet reached the standards.
He lay in the hammock among the woods, watching the trees grow vigorously and the flowers blooming. He took a sip of the fragrant and sweet nectar and felt that the years were peaceful.
Hongsen was wearing a new set of clothes that he had snatched one day. He was sipping nectar leisurely, raising his head and looking at the white clouds floating in the sky.
Today, she was wearing a pink dress, leaning against the tree trunk, with her slender and perfect long legs resting on the branches. The breeze blew by, and the hem of her skirt was flying. Her crystal-clear and well-proportioned calves were exposed from the hem of the skirt, glowing like jade in the sun.
luster.
Her expression was lazy and her eyes were slightly squinted, like a kitten sleeping soundly in the afternoon.
Ever since she left the territory of the Red River Demon Clan and restrained the demon horns and wings on her head, she became more and more like a girl. Her long fiery red hair was tied into twin ponytails, swaying in the wind.
An Bulang was lying on the bed hanging on both sides of the branches. He could see a beautiful figure beside him, also enjoying the tranquility. He thought for a while and asked: "My dear daughter, what are your plans next?"
Hongsen was startled for a moment, then glared at the young man angrily, then turned his gaze to the sky, and said in a faint tone: "Go back to the Red River Demon Clan."
An Bulang was shocked: "What did you say? You have already done that kind of thing, why are you running back? Don't worry about not having a place to go. I said I will be responsible for you. If you have nowhere to go, follow me from now on.
That’s fine.”
Hong Sen looked at the young man intently, a little dazed, then suddenly smiled, shook his head and said: "My sister is going to have a great journey, you can't support me."
"Interesting, I have never met anyone in this world that I can't afford." An Bulang's expression was extremely calm, and he looked at the woman leaning against the tree seriously.
Hongsen was amused again.
"You are young, but your tone is not small."
"Don't worry, I secretly returned to the Red River Demon Clan. I'm not that stupid. Even in this situation, why should I show my face openly and let the Demon Emperor chase me and beat me?"
An Bulang was unhappy: "Why do you want to go back secretly? Now that the Ancient God Demon Clan is involved in the Red River Demon Clan, there will still be risks for you to go back. Why don't I raise you first and kill you back in a few years?"
Hong Sen smiled so hard that her rosy eyes curled up. She seemed to be very satisfied with An Bulang's expression. Her long skirt fluttered and her graceful figure danced like a butterfly, landing on An Bulang's body.
The slender straight legs were bent together, the white knees pressed against the young man's abdomen, one hand pressed the young man's chest, and the other hand stretched out a crystal jade finger to pick up the young man's chin, and lowered his body, bringing out a fragrance.
That alluring face was so close, her eyes were bright and charming, and her voice was soft and alluring.
"Always say support me, support me, support me..."
"Do you have any thoughts about me?"
Hong Sen exhaled like a blue, and her delicate and rosy mouth was almost close to the boy's lips. Her eyes were smiling, but it was impossible to tell what she was really thinking. Just like before, she was an unpredictable fairy.
An Bulang didn't panic, but instead hugged the delicate and soft waist.
"Of course I have an idea. You are my savior, so I naturally have to protect you."
"But I am a demon, the mortal enemy of mankind."
An Bulang shook his head: "Demons are not born evil. There are also good demons, but the proportion is smaller. I don't mind getting close to the good demons."
"It's so close..." Hong Sen stared at the young man below him, his red lips parted slightly, and said, "Then... do you dare to kiss me?"
"Why don't you dare!" An Bulang immediately pouted and kissed the red lips that all demon men dreamed of!
Don’t take advantage of me, bastard!
As a result, strength came from his chest and lower abdomen at the same time.
The woman broke away from his arms and floated to a nearby tree in fear.
"Are you really kissing me?" Hongsen glared.
"This is the first time I've heard such a request for welfare, why not?" An Bulang looked magnanimous, but at the same time a little disappointed.
The soft and elastic touch of a woman is fleeting, what a pity.
"Okay, I believe you are not a picky eater anymore."
Hongsen gritted his silver teeth, his eyes flickering for the first time.
An Bulang looked at the woman and said, "So, what is your choice?"
"Go back to the Red River Demon Clan!" the woman's answer was more firm than before.