They drove for an hour and a half and were about to leave this small town. There were many dilapidated abandoned factories and flat-story old houses on the edge of the town. From a distance, it looked like the iron roofs were covered with rust, and there were many kinds of plants in the surrounding green belt. The banana tree has lush branches and leaves, and there are bunches of half-ripe bananas underneath, intertwined with green and yellow.
There were probably no people nearby. Han Qingqing checked that the banana trees had not mutated yet, but had been washed away by energy and grew extremely lush. She made a decision on the spot to harvest these bananas. She was worried that all the fruit in the space had been eaten.
Han Mu's wood-type ability can now ripen some common vegetables, but large fruit trees are still unable to do so. Han Qingqing has not collected strawberry seeds yet, otherwise she can spawn some strawberries to eat.
There are banana trees and plantain trees on both sides of the entire road. Every tree has fruit, which stretches for several kilometers. The entire harvest weighs hundreds or even thousands of kilograms.
Ten people divided the work, each person was responsible for a section of the road, and all the bananas were piled together. Finally, Han Qingqing gathered the space together and collected the fruits. It was almost lunch time, and they spread a large tarpaulin on the road for a picnic. Today we had beef patties, freshly picked ripe bananas, and a variety of drinks to choose from. "Sister Han, didn't you receive the RV? Let's switch to the RV and drive in the afternoon!"
Han Qingqing took a bite of the beef patty, which she had eaten at a beef hot pot restaurant. She was amazed by the taste of the patty. The beef was very tender, with some chili pepper and coriander inside, and the outer skin was thin and crispy. She never got tired of eating it, and after finishing it, she packed away five hundred servings! "Okay, but which one of you can drive?"
"We can try it!" Zhu Binjian was very excited. He had never driven an RV before! Several boys were very excited after hearing this. It seems that all men love cars, so there is nothing wrong with it.
Han Qingqing thought of the little residual dragon in Dantian, and looked at Zhu Binjian who was a little troubled, "Second Senior Brother, I may have to change my route and not go to the desert!"
The excitement on Zhu Binjian's face had not yet disappeared. Hearing Han Qingqing's words, he was so anxious that he even stopped eating the cake and asked quickly, "Why?"
Others were also surprised because their route was set from the beginning, why did they suddenly change it!
"You can understand that I got a very important treasure, but now this treasure is broken. Now I have to collect the other fragments of this treasure and put it together!"
I had never heard Sister Han say that she wanted to change the route before, but spent the night in the community. What’s wrong was that after digging a hole in the community in the morning, Sister Han found something in the hole, and then she decided to change the destination. This thing was very important to Sister Han. It is very important for us to change the route!
Zhu Binjian pretended that nothing was wrong, his mind was a little confused, he took a bite of the cake, looked at Qian Duoduo, and looked around his teammates. He had not yet thought about being separated from his teammates. At least he thought that it would be a long time before he went to the desert. They were traveling together for part of the journey. He thought about picking up his parents and we could all go on the road together. Sister Han didn't mind Xiucai's parents anymore, so she should be able to accept his parents. He never thought that he would ask for them so early. . . "Can't we go the same way? Isn't there just a section of the road? Now it's not the same direction?"
Everyone looked at each other and couldn't bear to see Zhu Binjian like this. They suddenly felt that the cakes in their hands no longer tasted good.
Han Qingqing is not sure where the body soul of Xiao Canlong is buried and how many pieces it has been divided into. It is still in a sleeping state, but the energy in her Dantian has increased greatly just now, and it is expected that it will be integrated with the new fragments.
"Hey, Xiao Hei, are you awake? Where are you going to find your soul fragment next? You won't let me wander around the world. You can only sense its existence when it's near your soul fragment, right?" This time, the little broken dragon happened to be standing on top of the fragments of its body before he spoke. If this was the case, then it would be better to destroy it. Even if there were not airplanes in the last days, it would take decades to visit all parts of the world. Nowadays, in urban areas all over the world It’s all the territory of zombies, and there are all kinds of spirits in the mountains.
As soon as he finished speaking, Xiao Canlong opened his eyes. "Xiao Hei??"
Han Qingqing, "No...?" Little Remnant Dragon probably doesn't like it even more!
The little black dragon was silent for a while, "My name is Ping Mo."
Han Qingqing couldn't see its expression, but Mo was also black. It was all black, so it was right to call it Mo. "Okay, Xiao Mo!"
"Why do you call me that?" The dark little residual dragon couldn't tell its expression, but Han Qingqing felt its dissatisfaction.
Okay, "Ping Mo is done! This is not the point. The important thing is how do I know where your other corpses are buried?" If she is aimless and looking for a needle in a haystack, she will go on strike. If the world is destroyed, then destroy it. She If it doesn't struggle anymore, this little broken dragon will be cut into pieces. Whoever it can beat, it might be destined for death even if it flies up!
"I would like to ask, why were you cut into pieces? Is it because your enemy was too...?" If the enemy is too strong, we will destroy it. After a good year and a half, we can find a place with a beautiful scenery to eat. Drink, and when the time comes, lie down by yourself.
"What do you want to say?" Ping Mo thought about it and roughly understood what she meant. This person doubted its strength. "Human beings have too many thoughts, are accustomed to playing tricks, are greedy, and are never satisfied. They are jealous of what others have. Even if they reach the top of cultivation, they will want more and peep at what they don't have. This is the root of human bad nature. It is difficult to gratify desire. flat."
Han Qingqing was thinking about what he said, so what this little crippled dragon meant was that human immortal cultivators were plotting against it.
"Spread your hands!"
Han Qingqing raised her hands in front of her eyes.
Suddenly Ping Mo appeared from her dantian in the palm of her hand. It currently only has one forelimb, a long tail, and a head with horns. If you look closely, you can see scales. This dragon with missing legs is too dark to be cute. , more like a slender black snake. "Can't you come out?"
"Don't even think about throwing me out. I'm just in a state of soul. I can go back to your Dantian at any time!" Ping Mo raised his head.
Han Qingqing curiously stretched out her finger and poked it, and sure enough, she didn't touch the real thing.
"Put your head closer, and I'll tell you the location of my soul fragment."
Han Qingqing lowered her head. The little black dragon only had one forelimb, which could barely support itself. It raised its head and rested it between her eyebrows.
Suddenly a large and detailed map went straight into the Tianling Cap and the sea of consciousness. It felt really magical. After a few breaths, the sea of consciousness returned to calm.
Han Qingqing immediately had a map in his mind. The places where the soul fragments were found were marked. However, it was not marked according to the current place names. It was only marked according to their location and the number of kilometers away from the fragments.
Han's father, mother, and other nine people were still waiting for Han Qingqing to answer Zhu Binjian's question. How could they know that Han Qingqing was alone in deep thought, and then raised his hand in a strange way, as if he was communicating with something? Could it be that he couldn't see it? The thing is the broken treasure she said?
