Three perspectives and three different hearts were frightened, and she almost screamed when she heard Perlo, she couldn't imagine that in just two or three days, the search team had encountered so many things.

"So you've seen fireflies too?"

Jun Qianqian was a little concerned about this, and Luo Ze told her that those fireflies used to be around her, but the fireflies that others saw were facing the sky.

What kind of existence is she, a priest and goddess, to this world?

"Those little glowing insects, perhaps sent down by the sky, show us the way."

Ana: This feeling is most obvious, and everyone has had the experience of being bewitched.

"Okay, okay, the more you talk about it, the more scary it gets."

Jun Qianqian still has a resurrection situation on her body that she hasn't figured out, and she knows the story of the dungeon, even she feels that the amount of information in the past two days is too much, she just wants to empty her head now, and it's better not to think about anything while lying in bed.

"Let her rest first."

Luo Ze beckoned the other clansmen not to revolve around Jun Qianqian.

"You should rest, too."

Jun Qianqian grabbed Luo Ze.

Social animal office workers also have annual leave and weekends, and if such a big thing happens, the two of them should take a holiday to rest and rest.

"I'm going to arrange for the people to bring the ore back."

Luo Ze patted her hand gently.

"It's not bad for this day, everyone rests and rests."

The map of the dungeon is still stored in her mind, and now that the ore vein has been found, she will be at ease in her heart, and it doesn't matter if it's a few days late.

"Okay then."

The other tribesmen left the tent with interest, and Pelo was still a little worried about Jun Qianqian's body, so he just brought food in and left without saying anything.

There were only two silent people left in the tent, Jun Qianqian shook twice, and plunged into the soft quilt, she looked at Luo Ze with a sideways face.

"Go to sleep!"

"There's no hurry."

Luo Ze stared straight at Jun Qianqian.

"Then come up and sleep."

Jun Qianqian sighed helplessly, shrunk into the bed, and reached out to pat the vacant position outside.

"It's too crowded."

Jun Qianqian's bed is single, and there is not enough space to sleep two girls, he is such a big muscular man, she will be squashed when she climbs up.

"It's okay!"

Jun Qianqian has an unrealistic confidence in her bed.

"Ugh."

Luo Ze had no choice but to listen to her climb onto the bed, and he lay down with difficulty, half of his body hanging outside the bed.

"Can you sleep peacefully now?"

Jun Qianqian pulled Luo Ze's hand, and the hideous wound on the palm of his hand had been re-bandaged.

"Hmm."

Luo Ze nodded slightly.

"Then go to sleep!"

Jun Qianqian pinched Luo Ze's fingers to play, there were too many lice and it was not itchy, and there were too many things that could not be figured out, so simply don't think about it for now.

Pura saw the team coming back from the Purple Flower Tribe, and under the deliberate concealment, she thought that they were coming back from the White Rock Tribe.

She wanted to come to talk to Jun Qianqian, but was stopped by Pelo.

"Is she unwell?"

Pula looked at the sky, she was still sleeping at this time, something was wrong.

"Qianqian is blowing the wind and has some headaches."

Pelo lied without blinking, and Pula didn't suspect it at all.

"Seriously? Isn't there a curative grass for purple flowers, do you need me to ask someone to look for it nearby? ”

Pula was a little worried about Jun Qianqian, and felt inexplicably uneasy.

She seemed to be hiding something from her.

"Maybe it'll be okay with a little sleep, if the situation is not good, I will ask you for your help, thank you in advance."

Pello spoke politely to Pla, but he stood at the door of the fence and refused to give an inch.

In the White Rock Tribe, Xia Lan had been observing the vision all day, but nothing had happened.

She finally relented, and planned to go to the secret passage again.

This time, she didn't hesitate to pull up her brother Xia Feng.

"There is even a secret passage on the sacrificial platform?"

Xia Feng followed his sister to the low door, he felt that there were only two of them, so it might be a little wrong to drill into this place that he had never been before.

"Oops! Are you a priest, am I a priest? Listen to me! ”

Xia Lan has always been a little girl in front of her brother, she clenched her fist and hammered Xia Feng, and then bent down and walked into the secret passage first.

"Xia Lan!"

Xia Feng had no choice but to take down a torch and follow.

Xia Lan walked quickly, and soon came to the place where she had come last time, and there were still traces on the ground where she had dropped the torch, only this time she did not see the glowing little insects again, nor did she hear the sound of flapping wings.

"Are you one of those little bugs that flew out of the secret tunnel?"

Xia Feng overtook his sister and walked ahead of her to explore the way, this secret passage was long and seemed to have no end.

"The Purple Flower Tribe calls this bug a firefly?"

"yes, that's appropriate."

"There are indeed fireflies flying out of here, but definitely not all fireflies come from here."

Xia Lan saw the scene of the fireflies and the stars in the sky last night, these little insects they had never seen before, where did so many swarms of insects come from?

What's even stranger is that after dawn, all of these bugs are gone, and they haven't caught any of them.

"Xia Lan, do you think this is a huge nest, full of small insects that can glow?"

Xia Feng's imagination suddenly came online.

"Ahhh

Xia Lan followed her brother's words and made up for it, and suddenly screamed in annoyance.

"Hahaha, I was wrong, I was wrong, I won't say it!"

Xia Feng raised his arm to resist the rain of his sister's annoyed fists.

But what exactly is the end of the secret passage?

Xia Lan couldn't help but imagine uneasily.

Is it a fresco, a scroll of animal skin, a token, or a prophecy?

"What is this?"

The two of them walked for an unknown amount of time, and finally came to an open place, a small four-foot square room, the walls were clean, and there was nothing but a statue in the center.

"The person who carved this is the priest and goddess of the Purple Flower Tribe?"

I don't know what material the statue is, but there are bright colors on it, especially the tender green silk flower on the back of the statue's head, how to look like Jun Qianqian's dress on the day of the festival.

"Why is she wearing the colorful clothes of the White Rock Tribe?"

Xia Lan's eyes widened, Jun Qianqian was obviously only wearing a white short coat that day, why did the dancing people in this statue actually wear their colorful clothes?

What does this mean, do you want to hand over the colorful clothes to Jun Qianqian?

Xia Lan hasn't recognized that person's inexplicable identity as a goddess! She is the legendary fire dragon! How can you give her the inheritance of the altar?