As night fell, the tribe was lit up with bright lights.

Strings of glowing flowers, fruits, and vines are wrapped around the forest, and glittering mushrooms sit on thick straw mats, decorating the flowery tribe like a dream!

The population of the other world is limited, and the total number of natives of the Morihara tribe is only more than 20,000, but at this time, there are no less than 200,000 humans gathered here!

Hearing that there was a bustle of the other world here, as long as the distance was not particularly far, they all rushed over by birds.

In just one day and one night, all the birds in this area were so tired that they collapsed to the ground, and they even had to be fed food in their mouths.

The result of the enthusiastic response of people from all walks of life is - tonight's Senyuan tribe is crowded with people!

Yan Zhuan squeezed into the crowd, thinking of the Spring Festival, the Liberation Monument and the New Year's Eve on the Bund......

"King, King, King!"

As soon as he handed over the ticket in hand to a bush of purple-black thorns covered in poisonous sacs, in exchange for a palm-sized black seed with a detoxification effect, Yan Zhu was still in the dark, and he heard a noise in the distance!

In just an instant, the noise disappeared and was replaced by a neat cheer!

Like a tsunami from the depths of the tribe, pouring here!

The crowd was crowded, and Yan Zhuan was unconsciously separated from his teammates.

She is not very tall, and if there is no one to help, I am afraid that I will not be able to see anything in this crowd.

Seeing her stretching her neck and tiptoeing to look there, a little face was full of anxiety and pain that was about to miss the excitement, the terrible-looking, but actually very gentle poison sac thorn turned into a hand, holding her high!

Afraid of her spikes, no one else dared to squeeze here, and the poisonous sac thorns only held her two meters, and the view was excellent.

"Thank you!"

What a bonus!

After thanking her, Yan Zhu'an's face glowed with excitement, and she carefully hugged the big thorn on her chest with a thick arm and a poisonous sac thorn spirit that deliberately stretched out horizontally to prevent her from falling, and hurriedly looked at the place where the cheers were most dense!

This look made her unable to take her eyes off.

Tonight's acacia looks much more gorgeous than what I saw in Baigu Mountain that day, but it has lost the vigor when I first saw it, and the joy and freedom that I raised in a free environment.

Probably, the rest of his life will be long, and he will never be like that day, turning into a naughty and nasty, delicate and beautiful little man like a puppet, sitting on the handlebars of a human girl's speeding bicycle and shaking his feet, right?

My heart was suddenly sullen, and when I looked over there, I suddenly lost my excitement.

He probably didn't need her to help him get the word on anymore.

Relieved colleague, a little lost.

She didn't know what had happened to him, she didn't know what the elders of this tribe had planned with the Huaguo Ability Bureau before, and she didn't want to know what role her little chess piece played in it.

Anyway, if the result is like this, there is no need to delve into the process.

Maybe it's because it's so gorgeous that it will eventually turn into plainness, or maybe it's because he has always maintained a cold face, the seemingly plain dark green robe and white collar are obviously shining with dazzling gorgeous silver light in the light, but it seems that his whole person is extremely quiet - like a deep valley and deep pool, bottomless.

That handsome face like an elf caused countless humans to hold their breath and blush with excitement!

The crowd of people roaring and roaring, when the exquisite throne under him slowly floated in the air, immediately fell silent, and the excited crowd didn't even dare to touch the hem of his clothes hanging from his throne!

As he slowly approached, Yan Zhu'an could already see his groomed silver-white hair and the exquisite flower crown on his head, which symbolized royal power, but she still felt in her heart that his long hair was more moving when it was flowing freely in the desolate mountain of bones......

Turning, moving, he got closer and closer to her.

The throne floated slowly through the crowd, and the crowd was like Moses dividing the waters, squeezing out a path at once.

Inadvertently, his eyes met Yan Zhu'an's faintly sad eyes.

At the same time that he passed in front of her, leaving only a lonely back, Yan Zhu'an suddenly heard a low sigh in his mind: "Hey~ What a stupid child!"

No matter where you are, you are the law of the jungle, the king and the loser, what is there to be sad about?

In the eyes of most of the people of the tribe and almost all of humanity, his procession, like a parade through the streets, was a joyous event to proclaim the strength of the tribe, and in his opinion, it was just sitting on the throne, not in prison, and without obvious shackles.

After all, I became a prisoner!

It can only be at the mercy of people.

Everyone around her was laughing, but the silly child was crying and mourning, and she didn't know how many eyes were staring at her.

Hearing the familiar intonation, Yan Zhu'an didn't know what was wrong with him, and the tears suddenly rolled down, and with a "click", they fell on the purple-black spikes on his chest.

In the end, she's just a kind and emotional ordinary girl!

The king, who was as beautiful as an immortal, was only a little cold in the eyes of others, but in her eyes, he was full of necessity from beginning to end.

It was the involuntary anger of fate, it was the resignation that all the struggles were futile, it was the despair of the heart......

Seeing her crying, Huai was a little surprised!

This human girl's perception is so sharp!

The surface continued to be cold, but Huai's mind was about electricity, but he had a good idea.

The corners of his mouth were hooked, and the people around him held their breath and their eyes were starry, and a rain of spiritual acacia flowers suddenly fell in the air.

The familiar, refreshing fragrance enveloped everyone with the rain of flowers like snow.

"The King's Blessing!"

"Thanksgiving!"

"Thanksgiving!"

……

That flower rain is actually carrying a strong spiritual power!

The plant elves of the surrounding forest tribes slammed into the sky, except for Yan Zhu'an, who was unable to practice independently, the other humans finally realized the legendary "breath is increased and cultivated"!

Suddenly, the scene was like a scoop of cold water poured into a hot oil pot!

Humans who have no reverence for the king of the other world have only their own interests in their eyes, shouting "One more time, one more time!", and most of the native natives reverently sing the blessing of the king.

Seeing that the scene was almost out of control, the elders who were secretly paying attention to it immediately arranged to control the field, and the speed of the throne's advance "swished" to speed up, and soon, it disappeared into the heavily protected forbidden land of the forest tribe.

The all-night event, which was originally planned, was suddenly ended early shortly after dark, despite everyone's complaints.

The warriors of the Morihara tribe were extremely tough to evacuate the crowd.

Yan Zhu'an followed the crowd to exit in an orderly manner, and when she returned to the room of the mercenary hotel, she wanted to wipe the hot sweat that had been squeezed out, only to find that in the palm of her hand, she was holding a seed that was not much bigger than a bean.

The seed of a locust tree.

"Looks like you caught it when you reached out with the others to catch the falling locust flower?"

The situation was so chaotic at that time that Yan Zhuan himself couldn't remember it clearly.

Probably someone caught the flower, and someone caught the seed!

Just like those plant elves who canvass, don't some people give flowers and some people give seeds?

It's not a rare thing.

Just wanted to throw it away, and then remembered the Huai who was sitting alone on the throne and was not happy at all, Yan Zhu'an sighed and put this seed into the soul cloth bag that had become very large.

Think of it as a souvenir!

When everyone returned, the other four had a great time! Yan Zhu'an didn't pass on the sad emotions he noticed to them.

On the second day, the five-person team happily packed their luggage and went to the boundary gate, and when the others lined up in the line, they were all excited to go home, but Yan Zhu'an's eyes fell on the circle of wooden walls not far from the boundary gate.

It was a forbidden place where the Moribara tribe planted the Sacred Tree of Life.

Compared to yesterday, there is a towering locust there.

Clusters of white inflorescences exude a refreshing fragrance, reminiscent of a beautiful April in the countryside.

Beside it, there is another beautiful giant tree that is countless times taller than the locust tree.

White trunks, white leaves, white fruits—it is said that the fruit contains the young of the Morihara tribe

At the moment of stepping into the boundary gate, Yan Zhu'an suddenly looked back and saw the bunches of acacia flowers gently swaying in the breeze, as if they were saying goodbye to her.

Yan Zhu'an held back the sourness in his eyes and closed his eyes and didn't look back.

In a person's life, there will be many responsibilities and choices, not everyone can be satisfied, and it is the norm to be forced to do so!

Perhaps, Huai's cup is not because he was born to be a king, but because after he was born as a king, his heart awakened to the yearning for freedom.

For many years after that, Yan Zhu'an never visited Morihara, but she always remembered everything she had experienced there from time to time.

Soon after, I heard that the Bureau had been granted a permanent territory by the Morihara tribe and had established its first permanent base on the hill not far from the tribe.

When she heard the news, Yan Zhu'an took out the leaf that Elder Mian had given her and sighed.

After that, the little leaf, which had ceased to have a dormant effect and had become like an emerald, was set into a beautiful necklace by a jeweler, which was passed down to her children as a family heirloom many, many years later, as she died.

Later, except for mentioning Morihara when she heard people talk about where alchemy potions were good, she only occasionally heard a few words, saying that there were a lot of plant cubs there, cute and cute!

Unfortunately, she never had the courage to go again, to see what had happened to the locust tree from afar outside the forbidden land.

——Volume 2: Huai and Huai (Responsibility and Choice)·End——

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