The dense leaves are like dark clouds, black and oppressive, and they make people's hearts breathless. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

In this forest, where day and night are no different, a figure is slowly moving forward step by step. It was a woman. She looked up at the airtight and faintly bright "sky" above her head, and guessed, "It should be daytime now!" Her voice was soft, as if she was afraid of disturbing something, and as if she had no strength.

She walked in this dense forest for four days and three nights, at first the day and night were still distinct, but the more you went in, the more dim the light, until now, the day is as dim as the night, the visibility is very low, and she has been moving forward with a superhuman sense of direction.

She felt less like she was walking in the forest, but in despair. Because the internal injuries were not healed and new injuries were added, the anxiety and worry in her heart made her feel as desperate as death. She dragged her tired body and walked more and more slowly, she was really afraid that she would fall like this.

No! Can't fall down! Time is running out!

She encouraged herself.

"Master, go back, if you go any further, you will die!" An anxious male voice rang out.

"There's still one day, and there's still hope to find it." Her voice was still very soft, and the wind blew away. She wasn't surprised to hear this inexplicable voice, and she didn't look around. One is that now her body can no longer support her to make any extra movements, so she can only walk so slowly; The second is that she doesn't have to look to know where the owner of the voice is, he is not around her, but on her wrist.

"This is already the core area of the Origin Forest, and we don't know what horrors exist. And with your current body, you can't fight at all, and you can easily die. ”

"I'm not afraid, as long as there is hope to find it, I won't give up."

"Master, why are you so stubborn?"

"Because I don't want to lose, I don't want to lose that hard-won warmth."

Her voice was still soft, but it silenced the male voice. But the silence didn't last long, and the male voice sounded again, but it was no longer the topic of the previous topic: "Will the master be afraid of losing me?" ”

"I'm afraid."

"Master, I'm guarding you, you keep looking, I'll definitely bring you back."

She didn't respond to the voice again, just walked step by step, like a crumbling dead leaf.

She didn't know how long she had been gone, or whether it was day or night, but she moved forward with only her determination, as if she would find what she was looking for if she didn't stop. Suddenly, a bright red light tore through the darkness and leaped into her eyes, calling for the slumbering brilliance.

"Master, it's Yan Weed! It's a flame weed! The male voice exclaimed.

She smiled with difficulty, and squeezed all the strength of her body to run towards the red light, afraid that it would disappear in the blink of an eye.

The red of the red light became lighter and lighter, but it became brighter and brighter, illuminating this black forest and illuminating her heart. She felt the warmth of the sun.

It was a grass with ten slender green leaves, and those ten green leaves protected the small red ball that radiated dazzling light in the palm of the hand like a pair of hands. The ball floated in the middle of the leaf, without a stem, like a miniature version of the sun.

This is the Flame Grass! She found it!

Her gaze at the flame grass was full of hope and fascination, how could this kind of divine grass be seen on a daily basis, and it was a beautiful thing that could be found in the mortal world. She slowly approached the flame grass, slowly stretched out her pale hand, and held it gently, but withdrew her hand in the next moment like lightning. Her hand felt like it was burned, and it hurt fiercely.

"Master, are you alright?"

"It's fine." She replied weakly, as if she didn't care.

"The flame grass is the divine grass planted by the sun god in the world, and it is the most inflame thing in the world except for the sun and the extreme flame of the sun god, and only the sun god can pick it. Master, if you care, it's messy! ”

"Your ancestor is a general under the Sun God's throne, you must know how to pick the flame grass, right?"

"Our Firmament Clan, which has been passed down to the present day, has long since decayed, and everything about that era has been lost in time. It is a sacred grass that has long been undocumented. ”

Just as the male voice fell, a group of dark shadows rushed towards her, as if to tear her apart and drown her......

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