Although he was chased by chickens every day, he was very embarrassed and miserable. But it is very healthy! !
Ahem...
I don’t know how my brother and sister are doing now?
Oops, oh my life, that cock is chasing me again.
He is a dragon, not a snake. Why is the chicken on top of him?
It clearly has horns on its head and four claws on its body.
They are fundamentally different from the little snakes.
Hiss, hiss, it can’t be done, the pursuit is too close, the opponent’s legs are too fast, it can only...
The little black dragon suddenly dived into a large puddle again.
The weather has been superfluous recently, and deep and shallow puddles have appeared all over the forest.
The snake-eating rooster can't go into the water, it can't swim. But who said snake-eating chickens can't do anything against little black dragons.
I can watch you from the water.
If you can, stay away for the rest of your life, right?
Little black dragon... I really want to curse! ! !
The wicked big chicken! !
…
Qing Jing was still struggling in his nest.
One day, one of Qing's little brothers was playing with another little thing when he suddenly spit out a small ball of wind. Then every time it fought with its brothers, it would spit out wind.
The small wind group gradually grew up from a tiny point. It became the size of a broad bean.
The mother dragon was very happy when she saw him. She specially got some small green fruits for her son who behaved well.
As soon as the little dragon smelled the fruit, he rushed towards it like crazy.
It's a pity that the mother dragon only allows the little dragons who can spit out wind to eat.
As soon as other little dragons pounce on them, they will definitely be pushed away by the mother dragon's big claws.
Qing Jing also squeezed several times, but was pushed out every time.
Seeing that the little dragon was eating the third green fruit, in a hurry, it spit out a small whirlpool the size of a broad bean.
Seeing that his own was spitting out small wind balls, Qingqing immediately pounced on Xiaoqing Guozi.
This time, the mother dragon mother did not push it out.
Let him eat with his little dragon brother.
The other children continued their journey.
When the other little guys saw the two brothers eating happily, they were not willing to agree. He kept rushing towards me crazily, only to be pulled away again.
After the Qingqing brothers finished eating, they were put together again with the other brothers and sisters.
But this time, the little guy no longer had the barrier-free play he did before.
The little dragon who could only breathe out wind instinctively played with Qing Jing.
The other little dragons also refused to talk to them.
A few days later, another little dragon learned to blow wind.
The female dragon came back with a pile of small green fruits.
This time, three little dragons ate together. No matter what the other little dragons do, they make pitiful cries. The big claws of the female dragon refused to let them go to eat the small green fruit.
Over time, the little dragons who learned to blow wind became more than a circle larger than their littermates who had not learned how to do so.
Every time the mother dragon feeds her baby, she will only let the baby dragon that has learned to spit out wind be fed.
No matter how miserable the other little dragons screamed, the mother dragon just let them eat the leftovers of the brothers who knew Tufeng.
If there is no milk in the end, they will be hungry.
Another ten days passed, and one day, Qingqing woke up and found two little dragons in the nest that were not moving.
The other little dragons were all playing excitedly, but they were the only ones who didn't move.
Qingqing looked over and saw that both brothers were cold.
It’s cold…
Qingyi was greatly shocked.
He looked at the brothers and sisters who were still having fun around him, and he felt really cruel.
The dragon mother raised about ten little dragons.
In just a short time, two of them were gone.
Qingyi secretly made up his mind to practice blowing out the wind whenever he could, and blow out the wind as hard as he could.
He didn't want to die like that.
…
When Mulan walked to her aunt's hundred green trees, she saw an unknown female goblin taking care of the greenhouse on the green tree. Mulan was shocked and quickly flew up to ask.
As a result, the man actually told her that Qinglu had directly replaced one hundred 500-year-old oak trees with 30 700-year-old oak trees that were not far from her house for the sake of convenience.
"Why should she change it? This is my aunt's thing, why should she..." Mu Lan asked angrily.
"Are you out of your mind? This piece of green wood was obviously inherited by Qinglu. The procedures have been completed. You have clearly obtained the treasure house, why are you so shameless that you want it all?" A certain female great elf said sarcastically. said.
It seems that she can't stand Mu Lan, who has been in the limelight among the tribe recently.
This girl's inheritance rights didn't come from the right place at all.
"Besides, when it comes to bloodline, Qinglu is the legitimate descendant.
You were just brought from a remote branch, and your bloodline is much farther away.
Your aunt didn't think much of you when she was alive.
If that person hadn't made a will before his death, your family would have shamelessly insisted that you have a share of inheritance. The adult from the Bai family is speaking for you again. You are not even qualified to share the inheritance. "
Mu Lan's expression suddenly changed. "you……"
"I advise you not to be greedy. The matter of Qinglu and I exchanging cang trees has been reported to the tribe a long time ago and approved by the clan elders meeting." Her name is Feili, and she has long wanted to get more cang trees. Dead. With more Cang Mu, she can do something big.
Qinglu has just grown up and cannot take care of so many Cangmu.
So simply, give more for less.
Both sides benefit.
Mu Lan was so angry that she cried and fell into Bai Xiao's arms when she returned.
She told Bai Xiao everything about the ridicule she received from Feili today.
"She bullies people. Bai Xiao, she bullies people, wuwuwu..."
Bai Xiao felt very angry after hearing this, but he had not yet lost his mind. Feili is much older than him, and Feili's family is also a wealthy family in the tribe. It's not something he can do easily.
"Qing Lu is going too far. If she couldn't take care of it herself, why didn't she tell you in advance and just hand Cang Mu over to you?" Bai Xiao said to himself.
"Bai Xiao, I've actually thought about it this way. Do you think it's okay for me to tell Qinglu now and ask her to return the Cangmu to me?"
Bai Xiao was stunned for a moment.
All inheritance procedures are completed. It would not be so easy to go back and re-divide.
Besides, why would Qinglu give you his own Cangmu?
"Bai Xiao, you said I should go and beg her. Will she agree?" Mu Lan asked pitifully.
Bai Xiao sighed, "I'd better ask you first."
"Bai Xiao, thank you." Mu Lan said.
Early the next morning, Bai Xiao went to find Qinglu, only to find a note posted on Qinglu's door.
It explained that she went to the forest to collect and would not be back in a short time.
This is difficult to handle, Qinglu is not here. Bai Xiao found it even more difficult to get Feili to give in.
But he didn't want to disappoint Mu Lan.
He just decided to take out the 150 500-year-old cang trees under his name and exchange them with Feili for the 100 500-year-old cang trees.
Feili was so happy, it was like pie in the sky.
I am worried that there are not enough green trees and not enough greenhouses.
Thank you Mulan! ! !
When Bai Xiao's father found out about this, he called his son over and gave him a beating. He also said that he would never care about him again.
But Bai Xiao didn't believe it, and neither did the others around him.
If you really didn't care, why did you whip him?
Qinglu really didn't expect that there were so many mutated and other species in the Fragrant Forest.
Especially all kinds of flowers, Qinglu collects them while walking.
She collected various plants, bugs, small animals, etc. for half a year, and only managed to remove a tenth of the fragrant forest.
It is still close to the territory of the Emerald Tribe.
The Lunar Festival is coming soon.
Mi Tu gave herself big news many times and told her to go back quickly.
Otherwise, you will be punished.
Qinglu had no choice but to give up her great cause of collecting seeds and cubs. Returned to the Emerald Tribe.
Just after returning to the tribe, Qinglu suddenly felt a strange aura.
It has been half a year since she entered this world, but she has not found a single god. As a result, she had entered the wrong space and mistakenly entered the script next to her.
But when she sensed the mysterious aura, she immediately noticed it.
That is the seed of God.
And it is a god species that has survived for many years.
Moon God Festival Haha, pray to the moon tree.
It turns out to be this stuff.
After Qinglu returned to her house, she took the tools and started collecting a new round of nectar and pollen.
"Qinglu, are you finally willing to come back?" Mi Tu stood at the door of Qinglu's flower house with a resentful look on her face.
"This time it's the nectar from the Zhizi flower, and it's the best." Hanging on Qinglu's waist were two small buckets, one for nectar and one for pollen.
"I want to eat, I want to eat." Mi Tu stopped complaining and rushed forward excitedly, took out a small spoon and went to scoop out the honey bucket. "Wow, wow, it's delicious." Mi Tu thought about it while eating. "The best nectar from the Zhizi flower is so delicious. I have never heard of it before. Everyone says that the Zhizi flower is difficult to grow."
Qinglu: If there is anything that is difficult to maintain, if it is not maintained well, add some divine liquid and mix it with water, and it can be maintained well.
"You can't raise it well. I'm the only one who can raise the best of these flowers."
Tumi: "..." Qinglu was so angry that she wanted to flatten her pink little face.
"I also raised the best Tingzhi flowers, okay?"
"There are many Tingzhi flowers from the same clan that have grown the best flowers. It is easy to grow," Qinglu said.
Tumi: This damn girl must be looking for a beating.
"By the way, I heard that your second uncle plans to recommend Wu Xiao to you. Let you marry Wu Xiao." Tumi quickly told his friends the important news he had learned.
"Why? Doesn't Wu Xiao have a partner?" Qinglu asked puzzledly. "I remember it was Sister Shuimiao."
"That's right, but Wu Xiao thinks that he has raised four kinds of top-quality flowers, which can produce four kinds of top-quality nectar and pollen. So he can marry a second partner."
"I have raised nine kinds of top-quality flowers, so can I choose five partners by myself?" Qinglu asked suspiciously when she heard this.
Cough cough cough cough...
Tumi looked shocked.
"You...you actually cultivated nine kinds of top-quality flowers? Why didn't you tell me earlier?"
"You haven't asked either." Qinglu said matter-of-factly.
"I've told you, I'm an expert at growing flowers."
Qinglu said, in fact, the original owner is indeed a little expert in oxidation. Before Qinghu came, she had raised four kinds of top-quality flowers. But when Qinghu comes, ahem, if you want to grow the best flowers, isn't it possible at any time?
"Qinglu, your talent is too high." Mi Tu felt that her friend was so familiar yet so strange.
Fairies feed on pollen and nectar.
The best pollen and nectar are of the highest quality.
The best nectar and pollen are not only the best food, but also their last cultivation material. Especially the best nectar can extend their life. Let a big goblin with a lifespan of six hundred years live for more than a thousand years.
Therefore, the fairy species' pursuit of the best pollen and nectar is simply crazy and infinite.
Who doesn’t want to live a few more years?
Who doesn’t want to cultivate higher and become stronger.
Although there are many great fairies in the Jade Tribe, there are not many great fairies who can cultivate top-quality spiritual flowers.
There is never enough of the best nectar and pollen in the tribe. As soon as it comes out, it will be ordered out.
However, the big fairies have special methods for preserving the best nectar and pollen. So once I gain something, I will save it myself. It feels like it is abundant now, but it may be lacking in the future.
After all, no matter how high-quality the spiritual flower is, it is impossible for it to continuously produce the best pollen and nectar for a hundred years. At most, a few years, or even more than ten years, is their peak flowering period, and the nectar and pollen produced at this time are of the highest quality.
After this peak period, the spiritual flower begins to decline and will no longer produce top-quality nectar and pollen.
Therefore, even among tribes, the best nectar and pollen are very rare. Almost no big goblin takes action on this top-notch rare resource.
"Since you are so powerful, then I will win in the future. As long as I get the best nectar and pollen, I can come to you to restock." Mi Tu suddenly said happily.
"That's natural. Whoever follows who in our family? No one will reject you if I reject you." Qinglu said with a smile.
"Then I'm relieved, hahaha." Mi Tu laughed boldly, and then said, "How on earth do you cultivate spiritual flowers, Qinglu? How can you cultivate nine kinds of top-quality flowers?"
"As long as you work hard, you can win." Qinglu encouraged her.
Mi Tu: "..."
"Really, come on." Qinglu continued to encourage her.
"I asked, do you have any secret recipe? Otherwise, how could you cultivate so many spiritual flowers?" Mi Tu asked.
"No, I can simply sense the thoughts of those spiritual flowers.
What’s missing is the sun, what’s the soil is too hard and not soft at all, what’s a little cold and needs to be kept warm, what’s a little thirsty and needs watering, etc…”
"Plant psychic..." Mi Tu looked at her with a sad expression.
This talent is too strong.
Often it would take decades or hundreds of years before a great goblin with such a talent would appear.
It just so happens that her little friend is.
嘤嘤嘤……
No wonder she cultivated nine kinds of top-quality spiritual flowers just after she reached adulthood.
Qinglu chuckled. The original owner was indeed a plant psychic.
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