The sun shines through the gaps in the green leaves on everyone's face, not silent in anger, but exploding in anger.

After the silence, a dragonfly took the lead in roaring, "Death is death, fight with them!"

Like a boulder thrown into the lake, the waves of the water were turbulent, and almost all the dragonflies roared:

"Fight! fight!"

The leaf in the center. The dragonfly stared at the sky motionless, the sky was blue and the clouds were white, as peaceful and peaceful as ever, why would it be so troublesome to be a dragonfly?

He sighed, his hand making a silent gesture in the air, and the sound in the trees gradually subsided.

He looked at his wife, who put her hand on his shoulder and smiled slightly, "You are the patriarch, you should know how to do it?"

She doesn't want her husband to be overly dependent on her, let alone take her husband's place in full view, of course, more importantly, she knows that her husband will make the right choice, especially when it comes to right and wrong.

……

More than a hundred pairs of emerald blue eyes stared at the face of the patriarch Dragonfly, waiting for a life-and-death decision.

The dragonfly man spits saliva on his hands, and washes his face in the way of the dragonfly envoy, his saliva can kill bacteria, and he can also make his mind clear.

Is it a compromise? or a fight?

Is this an inescapable question?

And there is no time to wait, and a decision must be made within three hours.

He stretched out his transparent wings and flew up and stayed in the air, so that every member of the tribe could hear what he said:

"Fight? Of course we can fight with them, but what about our children in the water? Once they send out the surface of the water to molt, they will definitely be beaten to death by the green dragonfly tribe before they can become adults. We can fight and die, your children, and your brothers and sisters, they are innocent. ”

This sentence made many dragonflies wrinkle their tentacles, many of them have already become parents, their children are spending a long childhood in the water, when they climb out of the water full of hope to welcome a new life, in exchange for a massacre, the thought of this heart is dripping blood.

But......

Someone in the crowd shouted, "Patriarch, if we don't fight, leave the Rainbow River, we still have to die, or we can't take care of our children in the water."

"Yes, yes!

The dragonflies at the scene became noisy again, and Dragonfly Fang struggled to raise his hand, "Quiet, listen to the patriarch finish speaking." ”

When the noise subsided, the dragonfly let out a soft sigh in the air, "What should I do?" this is a headache, and I haven't come up with a better solution, but the top priority now is to get out of here, not to have a head-on confrontation with the green dragonfly tribe, to save our lives, and wait until the day our children climb out of the water." ”

"But Patriarch, without the Rainbow River, what will we eat? Before that day comes, I'm afraid everyone will starve to death. A blue dragonfly asked.

"No, just adjust the species. ”

The patriarch's words made everyone feel inexplicable, and even his wife Dragonfang looked at him in bewilderment, not understanding what her husband meant.

The dragonfly man smiled, and I said yes, we left the Rainbow River to hide in a place to sleep during the day, and waited for the green dragonflies to sleep at night, and then came out to the Rainbow River to catch prey.

This sentence was like a stone, and the blue dragonflies roared, and they sighed that the patriarch's thinking had also jumped out.

The proposal was bold, but at the same time the problem came, and Dragonfang asked with a sigh, and at night the river was full of bats flying away, and the trees were infested with poison dart frogs from time to time, and there was much less food than during the day.

Everyone nodded yes.

"Yes, there are bats, but we try to fly as low and slow as possible, fly close to the water, under normal circumstances, we can avoid the attention of bats, as for simple frogs, we don't rest on the trees when we rest, try to stop at the tip of the grass to rest for a while, of course, there are fewer prey at night than during the day, but it is better to be hungry than dead." ”

The last sentence is resounding.

All the dragonflies, after a hard ideological struggle, finally nodded in unison, yes, as long as they can live, what's the harm of being hungry?