Probably because he was really drunk, the old man's face showed great frustration, and he suddenly shouted: "You guys kill me quickly!" Hurry up and kill me! ”

Chen Feng shook his head and said, "No, we won't kill you, but will bury you at the bottom of the sea, so that you will sink into a quiet world forever." Pen, Fun, Pavilion www.biquge.info [ogou,,oo search]"

Hua Cuicui was a little surprised by Chen Feng's words, and couldn't help but say, "This ...... It's cruel. ”

Chen Feng turned his head and squeezed his eyes at Hua Cuicui, then turned around and said, "It's not cruel." He almost killed both of us. Let's not kill him, but help him find a place to live, we can be regarded as repaying our grievances with virtue. ”

The old man's will finally wavered, and clear rattan lines appeared on his neck and face: "You can't do this to me!" You can't do this to me! I'm going out! I'm going out! ”

Seeing that the old man was about to go crazy, he couldn't help but intercede for him.

Chen Feng sighed and said, "Let him out." ”

Hua Cuicui slowly put away the green net.

The old man was free again, and the golden sands scattered on the ground seemed to have a sense and automatically attached to the old man's body.

The old man's eyes stared straight at Hua Cuicui, and he suddenly pounced.

Hua Cuicui was startled, and the cyan fluorescence flashed, and she immediately floated backwards. The old man's speed was faster, but halfway through, he fell down with a "poof", and rolled in place with his head in his hands.

- It was Chen Feng who used the secret knowledge attack again.

The old man struggled in pain for a long time, but finally he didn't have the strength to get up, he just lay on the ground, his eyes were fixed on Hua Cuicui, but there were tears in his eyes.

"He's not trying to hurt me." Hua Cuicui said to Chen Feng.

Chen Feng also felt that the old man was a little weird, this was not the secret master with bad intentions, but a poor man who could not do anything.

"Do you want this?" Hua Cuicui opened her white palm. In the palm of her hand, there was a little bit of cyan fluorescence. At this time, it looks like starlight twinkling silently and lonely in the bright night sky.

"Ying......" The old man stretched out his hands, his face full of sadness.

"Do you know my fluorescence?" Hua Cuicui slowly approached the old man and asked.

The old man nodded.

"Can you tell us about it?" Hua Cuicui continued to ask.

The old man finally relented at this time, and he told his story. The story is long, short, full of twists and turns, but simple. It didn't take long for Hua Cuicui's eyes to start glistening with tears.

In another distant continent, in the misty part of the mountains, at the end of the clear water, there is a green vine. There is grass all around, and there are no trees to cling to, so this green vine can only grow along the rock wall.

I don't know how many years have passed, but this green vine has absorbed the essence of the sun and the moon for a long time, and finally produced a trace of simple spiritual wisdom.

That summer, the vine grew so well that it had flowers on it. The vine flowers are pink, one by one, one by one, one tree by another. The faint floral fragrance attracts a lot of butterfly insects to frolic here.

Qingteng noticed that every dusk, a very inconspicuous green firefly came here and stayed silently on one of its leaves. Qingteng didn't notice it at first, because those butterflies were more attractive than Qingying.

But the weather is getting colder, and those butterfly insects have gone to warmer places, only Qingying still insists on coming every day at dusk and leaving every morning.

Autumn leaves, the shadows on the ground are mottled into the purest black. After all the hustle and bustle, it finally quieted down. The night is so beautiful, although it is silent, but it is not alone.

Qingteng and Qingying couldn't speak, but they snuggled tightly, not only gaining warmth, but also remembering each other's breath.

They thank each other with their hearts, and thank each other for listening and dedicating themselves.

It's finally cold, and finally it's snowing, and Qingying finally has to leave. The green vine dropped its leaves, and only the bare rattan bid farewell to the green firefly.

The green firefly waved its wings and flew away with difficulty, and many times, it was almost blown off by the cold wind, but in the end it flew again. When it flew away, it turned around and saw that the green vine in the wind was still waving its rattan to bid it off.

The following year, the green vine bloomed again. The flower spikes are like strings of hanging wind chimes, flowing waterfalls, and clouds of clouds. There were many butterflies and insects who came here to sing and dance, but Qingteng was not happy because it did not see Qingying.

The long summer finally passed day by day, and Qingteng finally didn't see Qingying.

In the autumn rain, its leaves flutter and fall in the wind, and it is very sad.

Over the course of the year, it felt like it knew more and thrived, but it wasn't something it loved. Its dreams, like its roots, are deeply rooted in this wilderness.

The long autumn is about to pass again, and Qingteng is desperate.

On this day, the clouds were thick, the cold wind rose again, and it was snowing again. Winter is the least favorite season of Qingteng, because it is cold and because it is lonely.

When night fell, the howling cold wind kept stirring the rattans. In the dark night, Qingteng suddenly saw a bit of cyan fluorescence flying towards him.

It couldn't believe it, and shook the rattan again, yes, it was it! It's coming!

Its wings were already wet from the wind and snow, and its legs were still injured, but it flew still firmly. Because it remembers their conventions.

The green vine opened its rattan to meet it, and they finally met again.

In the following winter, a year, a few years, decades, hundreds of years, this peculiar vine and this peculiar firefly were never separated.

As the years passed, they became more and more different from their own kind and had their own independent consciousness. In particular, Qingying has been able to make a lot of changes. With its ability, it can go to a wider world to get away, but it has never left, because Qingteng can't move yet.

If it goes on like this, they'll still be a good couple. But in the end, the tranquility was shattered by the outside world.

One day, a middle-aged man and a little girl came. The middle-aged man saw at first glance that this place was extraordinary.

By mistake, the little girl saw Qingying and begged the middle-aged man to catch her. Holding Qingying, who was restrained by the middle-aged man, the little girl smiled happily, but Qingteng cried.

Qing Teng watched Qing Ying being taken away like this, but he couldn't do anything about it. Under extreme pain and self-blame, it made a breakthrough and could finally change into a ball of green light to move.

Following the aura of the green firefly, it found the little girl, but the green firefly was gone, leaving only a cloud of fluorescence.

Qingteng felt that the whole world was over. In pain, it decided to leave this world on its own. But at this moment, it heard the call of the green firefly. The call came from the fluorescent in the little girl's hand. One