Liuhuo Suanni kept looking at the island below quietly, and Du Yu and others did not disturb him.
Through a brief contact, everyone discovered that Liuhuo Sheng really liked to be in a daze.
Every time Liuhuo looked at the island covered with flowers, his heart would always be filled with deep emotions, and he would always be secretly lost.
"Big lion, are you okay?"
Little Fenyang broke the silence and asked in a childish voice.
"My name is not Lion." The young man in red robe responded softly, still looking at the gorgeous island, "My name is Liuhuo."
"Okay, big lion." Little Fenyang also looked at the island, "Can I go to the island to see Huahua?"
"Yeah." Liu Huo flapped his long and wide wings, sprinkled some sparks, and slowly flew towards the island.
It seems that Liuhuo is also a little homesick.
Even though he could see home and the grand sea of flowers at a glance.
"Silly Duyu, you have to behave well in a while." Xiao Fenyang whispered.
Du Yu: "What?"
"What a silly Duyu~" Little Fenyang pursed her lips, "The big lion doesn't want to go with us just because he likes flowers!
Let’s go beg Huahua and run away with Huahua!”
Du Yu: "."
You are such a clever little guy~
"Hmph." Little Fenyang raised his little head proudly, "Then take a look."
Du Yu and the rest of the team looked at each other, and then fell downwards one after another.
At the same time, he did not forget to order Han San to control the white jade dragon to hide in the gray fog in the sky.
How could anyone take a Han clan saint or a cold beast demon saint to someone else's home?
Isn't that just causing trouble?
"Why is this island so round?" Li Mengnan whispered.
"Indeed." Du Yu nodded with approval. This island is not big, circular in shape, and has a diameter of about 6 to 7 kilometers.
Interestingly, it's a little too round.
As it got closer, everyone noticed that the situation was abnormal.
This island seems to have lush vegetation, but it seems to come from the same plant?
The rhizomes, grass blades, and hydrangea-like flowers only differ in size, not in quality.
"Wow~"
Flowers expressed their welcome to Liuhuo Suanni's return.
On the island covered with flowers, there was a huge fiery red flower ball, which slowly reached in front of the lion's face and gently touched the tip of the lion's nose.
Suddenly, for a moment, Du Yu thought this was a combination of "lion + hydrangea".
How well matched?
Several flowers swayed gently, slowly came over, and landed in front of everyone's faces.
Seemingly for better communication, these flowers are very small.
Du Yu picked up a purple flower, much like picking up a dandelion.
Of course, this flower is much stronger than the dandelion.
Its petals are in the shape of small pieces, clustered together, extremely lush, and together form a small flower ball.
Little Fenyang reached down with her little hands and held the little purple flower ball: "What's your name?"
"Dragon boat."
A gentle and melodious female voice impressed everyone's minds.
This greatly exceeded Du Yu’s expectations!
In his impression, most of the voices of the Holy Grade Yaozhi were full of vicissitudes of life.
Unexpectedly, this demonic plant, which grew up in a world of ashes, has experienced the vicissitudes of the world, but still maintains its elegance.
It looks like a thirty-year-old woman,
Gentle, generous, and calm.
Its gorgeous appearance is indeed dazzling, but it is gorgeous but not bewitching, making people admire and admire it.
"Dragon boat?" Xiao Fenyang blinked his cute big eyes, "Dragon boat flower?"
"Yes, child." The gentle voice spoke to everyone, "It's been a long time since I've met a human race, a long time. It's been a long time since I've met a living creature."
"Oh." Xiao Fenyang was also a little sad, "Apart from you and the lion, are there no other monsters here?"
Long Chuanhua was silent for a moment, then slowly said: "There was."
Little Fengyang: "Are there no other demonic plants?"
There was a touch of sadness in Long Chuanhua's voice: "There was."
"Ha" Li Mengnan sighed.
Standing in the sea of flowers, she slowly lowered her head and covered her face with one hand.
These two sentences "once were" are simply deadly.
The message behind it is naturally one after another extremely sad story.
The way to survive as the Supreme Saint of Flowing Fire is to control and guard.
Everyone has reason to believe that whenever there are monsters and monsters coming here to seek shelter, the Holy Society of Flowing Fire will be willing to help.
However, at this moment, besides the lions, there is only this dragon boat flower on the island.
Yes, the flowers covering the island are all dragon boats, which exist in the same state as Jiarong grass.
This also means that over a long period of time, all other creatures on the island have perished.
Maybe he died in the battle to protect the island, maybe he withered under the erosion of time.
In any case, these creatures all left under the witness of one lion and one flower.
It's hard to imagine how the flowing fire and the dragon boat came here.
No wonder Liuhuo doesn't want to leave, and no wonder all he sees is dragon boats.
The so-called dependence on each other is nothing more than that.
"Kind girl, don't be sad for me." A light red flower ball slowly came to Li Mengnan's face.
The dragon boat flowers clustered into a round ball suddenly turned into an umbrella shape, blooming for Li Mengnan to their heart's content.
"You are not from this world, are you?" Long Chuanhua asked softly, "Where are you from?"
"A foreign continent, a world being invaded by cold trees." Du Yu picked up the purple flowers and smelled the faint fragrance.
"Poor child." Long Chuanhua's words were a bit sad, "Don't be hit by my world, don't feel desperate because of the scenes here.
Don't give up, kid, never."
"Definitely." Du Yu stroked the small petals with his fingertips, "Definitely."
"Liu Huo can help you." Long Chuanhua suddenly said.
Her voice is still gentle and yet so powerful.
"Lu." Liuhuo Suanni made a deep guttural sound.
"Why don't you want to?" Long Chuanhua asked.
Liuhuo Suanni's tone became a little more serious: "Lu!"
Long Chuanhua's voice was neither fast nor slow, calm and elegant: "Liu Huo, do you still remember the time when we first met?
At that time, you were covered in bruises and bleeding, and you flew in front of me stumbling.
You were still seriously injured, so you told me your hatred for the invaders. You said that one day, you would defeat Youhan's army.
You said that you want to find your hometown and restore the sunshine to this world.
Have you forgotten all this?"
Liuhuo Suanni remained silent and did not respond.
The dragon boat flower slowly grew taller and landed on the lion's forehead, tapping it lightly.
That scene actually reminded Du Yu of the scene where Qingshi bent his fingers and tapped his forehead.
A trace of punishment, a trace of resentment, and endless tenderness.
Long Chuanhua: "Liu Huo, you have already failed once."
Above the lion's head, a slender figure suddenly appeared. The spacious red robe moved automatically in the wind, and the long fiery red hair fluttered in the wind.
Long Chuanhua: "You are the Holy Saint now, Liuhuo, you are no longer the Demon Saint you used to be.
This time, you can win it back and fulfill the promise you made to yourself."
Liu Huo looked at the flowers in front of him and said lightly: "That's not my world."
"Haha." Dragon Boat Flower smiled sweetly and swayed gently in the wind, "Don't say childish words."
Liuhuo lowered his eyes: "Why do you want to drive me away?"
Long Chuanhua: "Your Holy Way has already told you what to do, hasn't it?"
The young man in red robe fell silent again.
He gently fiddled with the flowers with his fingers, but unfortunately his body was unreal and he could not touch the flowers at all.
Long Chuanhua said softly: "They are not here to destroy your life. On the contrary, they are here to redeem you."
The young man in red robe turned to look: "You trust them very much."
In the sea of red and purple flowers, there is a dragon boat flower in front of everyone, and each flower is carefully feeling everything about the creatures in front of them.
Their character, their stories, their obsessions.
Dragon Boat Flower knocked the lion's head again: "I'll wait here for you to come back, okay?
I'm right here and I'm not going anywhere."
The young man in red robe: "If you have to go, you need to go with me."
"Haha." Long Chuanhua chuckled, "I want to protect your home, our home.
This is your foundation and the most holy place for your enlightenment.
I will protect it for you, and you will fulfill the promise you made to yourself back then."
"My foundation has never been this island." The young man in red robe looked at the dragon boat in front of him, "The place that supports me is not a region."
Listening to Liu Huo's words, Long Chuanhua's emotions surged violently!
"You two." Du Yu's voice came from far away.
The young man in red robe looked back and looked at the young man holding little Fengyang in his arms.
Du Yu saw the eyes of Liuhuo Shengsheng, which were a pair of fiery red eyes, extremely hot.
But at the next moment, the eyes of the Holy Sage were filled with fire, and he covered his eyes with flames again.
Du Yu said: "There is no need for you two to separate. Even if you want to move this island, I will try my best to find a way."
The young man in red robe raised his eyebrows slightly: "Oh?"
Du Yu smiled and nodded: "We will find a home for Dragon Boat, whether it is the twin tree world or the spiritual weapon world.
We have some spiritual weapons, and each world is very big.
There are peach groves, seas of bamboo, mountains and rivers. The mountains are endless and the sea is boundless.
Every spiritual world is far away from the intrusion of the cold, quiet, safe, and isolated from the world."
Long Chuan was filled with astonishment.
It thought that through its careful perception and communication, it had a relatively accurate assessment of the strength of these travelers from another world.
But I don't want to, it still far underestimates the abilities of these people.
Liuhuo's eyes widened and he raised his voice: "Really?"
In Du Yu's long words, Liu Huo only cared about those few words: Stay away from the cold.
"Yeah." Du Yu held Xiao Fenyang in his arms and rubbed the head that was out of reach.
"Hmm~" Little Fenyang seemed to be aware of Du Yu's mood. She turned her little head and lay obediently on his chest.
"As expected." Du Yu murmured in response.
Although he is young, he has already traveled too far and experienced too many stories.
He saw too much pain, separation from life and death, and devastation everywhere.