The scenery is incomparably beautiful, Chen Xi was once immersed in such beauty, and the tree man still can't escape such a fate.

He cried, maybe he cried, under the bark-wrapped eyes, two tears like dew drops fell downward, sprinkled on his body and branches and leaves, he was sad, regretful, Chen Xi could feel the feelings in his heart.

But the leader of all this was never him, it was Chen Xi, Chen Xi let all this happen, he was more like passing, handing over a heavy, hard-to-ask baton to the next person who didn't know it, Chen Xi gradually felt relaxed.

"Listen. ”

In the grief of the tree people, Chen Xi's subtle voice sounded, and all the sounds around him began to become clear, the sound of insects and birds, the sound of streams, the sound of stones, the sound of the wind, the sound of moss, all of them, all of them were sad, they were the same as girls, they couldn't understand Chen Xi, they were sad for the death of the sacred willow tree, they shouted and cursed at the tree man.

Chen Xi laughed gradually, he first soothed the pathos of the wind, and then used the power of the wind to swim around, just as he once touched every living creature with willow branches.

The creatures began to forgive the tree man, and a squirrel jumped on the tree man and landed on his waist, and the roots of the trees approached him, and the animal slowly approached him, treating it like a tree, and naturally forgave him.

Time passed slowly, maybe a hundred years, Chen Xi hadn't remembered time for a long time, the surrounding forest had already changed a lot, the squirrels and foxes were old, they became withered with Chen Xi, only the girl did not grow old with Chen Xi.

In front of a stump, the three-meter-tall tree man stood, the girl sat on the other side, they all closed their eyes, the girl no longer had the hatred at the beginning, and her eyes were full of incomprehension, she gradually understood what Chen Xi was doing.

Chen Xi sensed the end of his life, at this time he was already like a dead wood, his life force was almost gone, the squirrel opened his eyes, Chen Xi looked at it one last time, and handed it a seed.

The fox on the other side also slowly woke up, her white hair looked like an old man, she turned into a human form, and the nine tails behind her looked very weak.

The girl also opened her eyes, she calmly glanced at Chen Xi's mutilated stump, and left the place.

Chen Xi looked at the fox again and handed her some other seeds, which were the seeds of flowers all over the ground, a flower that could forget sorrows.

"Long. ”

Another voice came to mind in the treeman's mind, Chen Xi clearly felt his doubts, after a hundred years of sleep, he woke up, he was able to move his feet, and he was redeemed.

He began to think about whether to grow on his own or to help the whole world grow, but Chen Xi did not linger anymore.

The remaining life force was split in two, half of which went into the tree man's body and became some hints, and the other into the seeds in the squirrel's hands.

A new journey begins, the squirrel leaves the place known as the Sacred Grove, and the once sacred willow tree disappears and is replaced by a tree man.

The squirrel is old, it once had endless life and great strength, but now it is only slightly stronger than some of the Vastayas.

The two minds figured it out, and the squirrel slowly walked towards the north, towards the towering mountains, and slowly walked with time.

The squirrel began to climb the mountain, perhaps it was the road that Chen Xi climbed in the past, or should it be said that it was in the future.

The squirrel is old, it is a little difficult, and often needs to stop from time to time, occasionally Chen Xi will use the little vitality left to nourish its body and rejuvenate it.

But Chen Xi's vitality is not much, compared to the vitality he once had, the seed at this time is only equivalent to a drop of seawater extracted from the sea.

Sometimes the wind and snow will invade the two of them, the squirrel will take the seeds in its mouth, and then find a place to shelter from the wind and snow for the night, sometimes the squirrel will be tired, it will not be able to stand up for a long time, but after standing up and struggling to continue to move forward.

Chen Xi gradually felt a trace of guilt, but the squirrel seemed to feel his guilt, and he said that this was his mission and he would do it.

Time passed slowly, much slower than Chen Xi's footsteps, maybe a month, maybe two months, the squirrel arrived at the top of the mountain, he found those red crystals, and walked towards that side with difficulty.

The Vastayas looked at them curiously, and there were some other critters occasionally, but they weren't as smart as the Vastayas.

They hesitated to help the squirrel, and surrounded by the crowd, the squirrel reached the bottom of a crystal, spit out the seed, slowly digging a hole in the hard snow with the only strength it had, gently lowering the seed, and closing its eyes.

Chen Xi once thought that he might have no sadness, but he was not like this, he suddenly felt the departure of an old friend, this is the first time in a long time that he felt that life may not be natural flow, he perceived the preciousness of life, life is not just life, it is more, it is memory, is emotional sustenance, is the thread of countless intertwined thoughts, among which there are small, but shining dots.

The squirrel fell to the ground, and its body quickly decayed, turning into a new life force, and entered the seed, which began to germinate in the sunlight.

Like the willow trees that once were, they took root deep in the plateau, grew, and slowly became taller, but this time was short.

In just a few days, the seeds turned into towering trees, and countless willows slowly stretched upwards towards the red crystal.

When the two came into contact, there was a flickering of ripples, nothing happened, no memories of a long time ago, or countless years later, no images of war, everything was nothing.

Chen Xi fell into a deep sleep, and the willow branches slowly withered and slowly fell to the ground, like a squirrel a few days ago, corrupted, turned into vitality, and moistened the surrounding land.

Chen Xi disappeared, and his last consciousness also disappeared, he thought that he would be reborn again, but he didn't, he came back.

When I opened my eyes, I was surrounded by a bright hall, the sunrise in the distance had ended, the corners of the last bit of the sun were off the horizon, and the sunlight was reflected towards Chen Xi along the sea surface of the Sea of Mirrors.

Chen Xi vaguely remembers that he has experienced several reincarnations, turning into a grass, a bush of thorns, a tree, and a sacred willow tree.

But the memories began to fade away, and he slowly did not remember what he had done, not the little dragon and the dragon, not the humans, not the Vastayas who had lived together for a long time, not the girl, not the fox, not the squirrel.

When everything is forgotten, Yuwen may have once become a willow tree, the willow branches drifted far away with the wind, and he once changed a person, and that person became very tall.

Closing his eyes, Chen Xi began to try to remember, but there was nothing, maybe he had fallen into time, or in an illusion, but at this time, these were more like a dream.

However, in the vast sea of mirrors, he seems to see a prosperous life, countless vitality looming, the rotation of life, the alternation of nature, and the reincarnation of all things.

Standing up, Jinghai didn't seem to have the slightest effect, he was ready to leave, he still had more places to go, more things to do, his beloved, Lux was still waiting for him!

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