Fu Jianzhou stood on the rocks and played the Xixia flute quietly. The melodious flute sound spread far and wide.
This piece "The Last Tribe" is desolate and lonely.
The more I listen to it, the more sad it becomes.
On the beach not far behind you, there is a creature that looks like a peacock or a luan, sleeping on a grass carpet woven from Kaiten wood branches.
Its feathers are gray all over, with just a hint of dark blue.
By this time, Sad Seabird's trauma had already been healed.
But it still closed its eyes and fell asleep.
I don't know what kind of long battle it went through before Du Yu met it.
And even in sleep, even the sad seabirds cannot rest in peace.
Wind elements would occasionally gather around the body of Sad Sea Bird, disturbing Li Mengnan and Lin Shiwei's clothes.
The junior sisters were dragged by Du Yu to work as coolies.
Including Fu Jianzhou and his demon pet Huitian Mumo.
The lush Huitian tree branches are spread on the beach, releasing fluorescent green light spots, constantly nourishing the body and mind of the sad sea bird.
Hmm." Li Mengnan knelt down next to the broad wings of the seabird, covering his mouth and nose with one hand and smoothing the long gray feathers with the other.
The sudden wind and waves blew her breath away, and her long hair fluttered in the wind.
A kind girl really cannot bear to see monsters suffer.
Li Mengnan's eyes were filled with distress, but she didn't know how to help this poor creature.
The sad seabird in its sleep, its huge body twitches occasionally, as if it is fighting an enemy in its dream?
Lin Shiwei silently knelt down in front of the patterned bird's head and gently rubbed the bird's head.
Accompanied by the sad and melancholy sound of the flute, Lin Shiwei looked far away and saw the sky celadon floating slowly on the sea in the distance.
At this time, Du Yu was lying on Tian Celadon's back, soundly asleep.
"Eh?" Li Mengnan called softly, feeling the long gray feathers in his hands shrink.
At the same time, Lin Shiwei also noticed something strange ahead.
The beautiful patterned bird's head moved slightly.
A pair of huge eyes slowly opened, and the gray eyes were filled with confusion.
"Be careful." Lin Shiwei stretched out her hands to hold the bird's beak.
The sad seabird ignored the girl in front of him, but looked for the sound of the flute and turned to look at the rocks on the seaside.
"Du Yu! Du Yu?" Li Mengnan stood up and shouted loudly.
Seeing that Du Yu didn't respond, she flicked out a white crow.
"Huh?" At Tian Celadon's reminder, Du Yu rubbed his eyes and opened his eyes in a daze.
Du Yu didn't know why he was so tired.
Strictly speaking, he had not experienced any major battles after drifting at sea for many days.
Du Yu didn't expect that he would sleep so deeply.
"Dumb~" The snow-white crow landed on Du Yu's chest.
"Poof!" The crow was burst.
In an instant, Li Mengnan knelt down on Du Yu's chest and hurriedly lowered his head and said: "Du Yu, Du Yu! The sad sea bird is awake, can you go over and take a look?"
"Ah!" Du Yu woke up a lot and patted Li Mengnan's knee with one hand.
The girl immediately flew up, followed closely by Du Yu.
In his sight, Sad Sea Bird was staring blankly in the direction of Fu Jianzhou, listening to the desolate tune.
"You're awake." Du Yu flew to the bird's head and said...
The sad seabird gradually came back to his senses.
It slowly folded its gray wings, looked at the carpet of leaves on the ground full of green light spots, and also looked at the Huitian tree standing quietly beside it.
Then, Sad Sea Bird looked at Du Yu floating in front of him.
"Are you okay?" Du Yu cautiously floated forward, stood in front of it, and stretched out a ray of evil spirit.
"So, this is not a dream." The voice of the sad seabird is low, not as clear and high-pitched as its song.
For Du Yu and Tian Celadon
One person and one pet really saved the sad sea bird.
But for the sad seabird.
It was exhausted mentally and physically from the long-term battle, and even its mind was confused. It was probably that the sudden appearance of the human race and the dragon turtle was regarded as a dream before its death.
Sad Sea Bird's voice is masculine, very hoarse, like a depressed man.
"It's not a dream, you are still alive." Du Yu said, also conveying his thoughts.
"Are you alive?" The sad sea bird scratched the ground with its red paws and stood up.
The slender and elegant wings fluttered gently with the wind element.
It has such a slender body and graceful posture, but it is a male bird.
The sad sea bird turned to look at the sea, once again ignoring the ancient demon sage Tian Celadon not far away: "Maybe."
It can be seen that it really doesn't care about anything.
Du Yu slowly flew up, his expression a bit ugly.
Because the demons on both sides were connected, he could feel the confused and miserable heart of Sad Sea Bird.
But Du Yu got it wrong and explained: "You are indeed alive. This is my world, a foreign world.
"Yeah, maybe I'm still alive." The sad sea bird's eyes were distracted, silently looking in the direction of the sea.
Live in a never-ending struggle.
Living in the expectations of the dead tribesmen.
Live in the destiny of generations.
Living in a dream that is out of reach and can only be hoped for.
Living in a curse.
"Beihai, don't be like this." Du Yu noticed the emotions surging in Beihainiao's heart and persuaded him softly.
"You call me Sad Sea." Sad Sea Bird looked at the sea silently, and a hint of bitterness gradually appeared in his distracted eyes.
Du Yu asked: "Then what is your name?"
"Let's call it Sea of Sadness, it's appropriate." Sea of Sadness said nonchalantly, "Why did you save me?"
Du Yu: "Well, I can't just watch you die."
Sad Sea Bird: "That is my fate and the ending I deserve.
My life has come to an end, and so must my struggle.
My tribe and I should disappear into this sea and this world forever.
Du Yu's expression was complicated and he opened his mouth, but he didn't know what to say.
This monster only wants to die.
Even though Du Yu knew the fate of Sad Sea Bird and its obsession, it was still difficult for Du Yu to imagine how Sad Sea Bird spent its life.
The violent storm at sea last night may be a microcosm of the long life of the sad seabird.
It must be noted that the Beihai Bird Emperor-level monster is not a monster saint.
Tianqingci helped identify it last night.
Du Yu thought about it again and again, and finally broke the silence: "You mean, you are the last member of your tribe."...
Sad Sea Bird: "Yes, just like what the human race expressed.
Looking in the direction of Beihai, Du Yu also saw Fu Jianzhou immersed in the Xixia flute.
Sure enough, the emotions of all living things are connected.
In other words, this song "The Last Clansman" fits the sad seabird's mood too well.
Du Yu sighed lightly: "You must be lonely."
"That's what I insist on."
Du Yu: "Huh? What?"
Beihai: "A hundred years ago, there were still people around me who could reproduce and reproduce."
Du Yu was shocked: "Then
"Why do you do that?" Sadhai turned his head slightly and looked at the vast sea again.
Du Yu looked a little sad, and under his demonic spirit, he already understood.
Sadhai's voice was hoarse: "I have been cursed, and so have my people.
My descendants will continue to fight against the sea like me, day and night, and will never have peace.
This battle is not just a belief, it is engraved on our
Nature in the blood.
I can't escape, and neither can my descendants.
Du Yu slowly floated forward and gently stroked the hair under Beihai's eyes: "Fifty years ago, you saved a human youth. He.
The sad sea bird interrupted Du Yu's thoughts: "Maybe, I only have the sea in my mind, I can't remember much."
Regarding the word fate, Du Yu had never felt it so clearly.
Sad Sea Bird is not just talking about it,
Under the true feeling of the monster, in the long life journey of this sad sea bird, there is only the sea.
Sad Sea Bird: "So, you came to rescue me because of him?"
"It's not that, I mean, there are other things in your life... um.
Du Yu fell silent before he finished speaking.
He had never felt that his words were so powerless.
After a while, Du Yu looked at the reef not far away: "I confirmed the location of your existence through the old man.
The sea of sorrow is very spiritual: "You are looking for me because of that tree?
Du Yu: ". Its name is Shatang. It has lived for hundreds of years. Like you, its memory has long been blurred."
However, it still remembers the scene of your people perching on the branches hundreds of years ago.
Maybe it's because your clan is too beautiful, or maybe your habits are extremely special.
Beihai: "What do you want from me?"
Du Yu whispered: "I just think that your appearance will make Shatangshu happy and let it meet its old friends.
At least they are the clansmen of my old friend.”
Sadhai lowered his eyes silently and said softly: "It's a very beautiful emotion."
Du Yu plucked up the courage and advised: "Since you think this is a curse, why don't you try to break it?
Hundreds of years ago, one of your ancestors flew inland and multiplied.
It no longer tries to fill in the sea, but settles for the next best thing, filling in the rivers.”
Sad Sea: "It's too late, my life has come to an end."
Sadhai's eyes turned and looked at the human boy in front of him.
Its voice was hoarse, with a hint of relief: "Let's live in the next life."
Du Yu tightened his grip on the fur under his eyes: "Compared with fighting the sea, you can also fight against fate and nature!
When is it never too late to change?
You are still alive, and as long as you are alive, you have a chance!"
Sad Sea: "Am I still alive?"
Du Yu nodded heavily: "Of course, if you rest for a while, you will be able to regain your strength!
Sea dragon candle, leaf cocoon, I have many healing magic skills.
I can completely heal all the old wounds you have accumulated over the years!
You are a dignified demon emperor, and you can live for a long time."
Sad Sea Bird looked at the human boy, his eyes full of sadness: "Maybe, I am already dead."
Du Yu: "."
The sad seabird gently stretched its wings, slowly closed its eyes, and felt the sea breeze passing by.
Through the healed trauma, through the faded gray feathers, and caressing the scarred heart.
Maybe I would have died long ago.
Die in the cold, bitter waves.
Die in vain and broken dreams.
Die in a helpless fate.
He died in the scene where his clan members died one by one and were swallowed by the sea.