The Shen Fan was already light and small, and the wind was strong, and it would soon be taken away by the uprooted Shen Fan.

And the spider plant here finally arrived at its destination, and was about to put down his little friend mimosa, when he found:

My little friend is gone!!

Shen Fan was lost by himself!!!

The whole plant of spider plant is in a hurry, all the leaves are entangled together, steaming with green light, the leaves keep scurrying, and it looks very anxious.

"Fan, fan!" The hanging basket shouted Shen Fan's name loudly, trying to hope that Shen Fan had either fallen far away, or had fallen nearby. However, what made the spider plant very uncomfortable and disappointed was that no matter how much she called Shen Fan's name in college, and even when she went to search outside Shandong, she did not find half of Shen Fan's green shadow.

The area around the cave is not to be said to be green, not even a little green light can be seen, and the outside is all gray and earth-colored, and it looks very desolate. This is the case within a radius of several hundred meters.

And this also made the spider plant realize one thing, that is, he really lost Shen Fan, and he didn't know where he lost it.

The hanging basket was so anxious that he wanted to go back the way he came, to find Shen Fan, and the spider plant, who had just returned to the cave, felt a gust of wind blowing into the cave, and the spider plant hurriedly returned to the cave.

The other small plants in the cave were shivering, curling up their little leaves, holding their little heads, squatting aggrievedly below, huddled together, huddled together to keep warm.

And now they are looking at the spider plant with a kind of admiration and attachment, and the spider plant is their boss. They didn't want the spider plant to go out, and although they knew that the cave was safer than outside, and their lives would not be harmed, they felt that only the hanging basket had their backbone. There is always a hint of fear and fear in my heart.

The spider plant sighed as she looked at the small plants that I had pitied in every part of the cave. I can't leave this group of little things to find Shen Fan by myself, and the risk outside hasn't passed yet, maybe I haven't gone far before I wither.

The spider plant could only suppress the anxiety in her heart, and could only settle down this group of small things first, and then go to Shen Fan when the danger outside passed.

Spider plant looked at these little guys, and was a little anxious, now they only have these plants in a group, but the danger outside is getting bigger and bigger, I don't know how long it can last.

Or maybe it won't be long before there will be no one of their plants in the world, and it may become their memory in the future.

The spider plant looked at the increasingly mighty storm outside, looking worried, and the leaves were also decadent.

……

The Shen fan who was accidentally dropped on one side could only be aggrieved and blown away by the wind. Because Shen Fan can't move, and his body is small, the wind is very tyrannical.

Shen Fan woke up and fainted in bursts of dizziness. It seemed like it had been a long time and it seemed like it was only a few minutes, the storm stopped, and the Shen fan fell to the ground.

Poor Shen Fan is still dizzy, the whole person, no, the whole plant is coy. The leaves were also drooping, and the previously straight branches were now curled up in a clump as if they were about to wither. And most of the roots of the Shen Fan were also lost due to the cruelty of the storm, and the soil on it was almost gone.

And without soil nourishment, in this weather where the temperature is very high, the storm is very strong, and the humidity is not enough, it is simply a new kind of abuse. Shen Fan

I feel that my roots are hot and painful. It's because of the storms that have plagued me before, but also because of the harsh weather.

However, due to the lack of growth and nutrition of the whole plant, Shen Fan has not grown up yet, so she is not able to move at all, and she is even more scarred after being abused like this, for Shen Fan, moving the leaves is torture for her, let alone standing up.

So even if Shen Fan wanted to plant himself in the soil, there was no way, and Shen Fan knew that if he was not planted in the soil again, in such a harsh weather, without enough humidity, he would definitely die due to the extreme heat.

And Shen Fan knew that his time was running out. Even if you are planted in the soil, without delicate cultivation and sufficient water, you will wither.

And now Shen Fan had no choice but to lie on the ground silently, and the small one looked very aggrieved.

Shen Fan, who was illuminated by the cruel sunlight, couldn't open her eyes at all, she felt that the irritating leaves were about to be burned, so in order to avoid herself being caught by the whole sun, she moved her body, curled herself up into a smaller ball, narrowed the area in contact with the sun, and protected herself.

Shen Fan couldn't hold it anymore and fainted.

When Shen Fan was about to faint, he seemed to hear an exclamation in a daze.

"Plants! It's a plant! A voice rang out, very excited, so the voice was very high. Just by listening to the voice, you can tell how excited this person is.

A boy carried a basket on his back, wearing a cloth coat, almost excitedly pointed to the Shen fan on the ground, his expression was still a little incredible, obviously he didn't believe that he was so lucky, he was able to see a plant, after all, their place is famous for the Gobi almost all stones, not a little green, but today I can actually see a plant!

There were several boys around, and when they heard this, they all looked over with disbelief and quickly surrounded them.

One of the boys, who was slightly better dressed, had an inherently serious look, a straight face, a serious one, and looked a little funny on his little face, but it gave him the feeling that he should have been.

The boy's name is Alck.

Alker had gathered around with a group of boys, and he looked at the plant that had curled up in a mass on the ground with a serious expression, his brow furrowed, and with a hint of pity in his eyes, he carefully picked it up with both hands.

The little boys around them all looked nervously at Alc, but none of them dared to stop him. Because in their hearts, only Alc is worthy of touching this plant.

Alker is the son of the chief, and the chieftain group has the ability to communicate with plants, and Alke, as the son of the chief, inherits this, and is highly talented and praised by everyone.

But sadly, there are very few plants on this continent, almost no to be seen. Therefore, it can be said that Alc's ability is almost impossible to use, and the chieftaincy system is declining step by step because of this reason.

But even in decline, the emaciated camel is bigger than the horse, and the chief still has prestige in their hearts. Not to mention the chiefs, who are born with a specific ability to communicate with plants, and can also heal plants. This can be said to be very magical and fragrant in the continent where there are few plants, and it is even known as the existence of gods.

And the reason for this must be because of their ability. There are few plants, but people

We need plants to survive, whether it's breath or food. The Chieftain can be a plant that can be upgraded and produce more plants to provide living space.

So when Alker held the little plant in his hands, no one objected, and even felt that it should be so. They wanted to see the withering plant come back to life.

Alke looked at the small plant in his hand, and the mimosa's whole body exuded the message that he was about to wither, especially the leaves that had been burned by the sun, and he looked very aggrieved. And Alker was also very distressed, and kissed the scalded leaves of the little mimosa very lovingly, and no one noticed that the leaves that were still in a state just now were curled up into a ball of self-protective leaves and opened, showing a healthy green.

Alker came out of the soil in his backpack a little, found a small pot, and planted the little wilting mimosa in it, all the while he was in a state of flux, with a look of tenderness and love.

The naughty little boys next to them didn't speak, they held their breath and watched Alck's movements nervously, in their opinion, this was a very sacred task, and they were looking forward to this little plant being able to get better soon under Alck's care. They will definitely love it well, and will not let it be wronged and suffer any danger.

Alker held the small pot in the palm of his hand so that he could observe the condition of the small mimosa plant at any time.

Alker had heard his grandfather see that mimosa was a very shy plant, as its name suggests. They are always curled up with leaves when they are shy, but in Alker's view, they are very cute, even if they are curled up in a ball, they are very cute. Alg felt that when he saw it, it was as if his whole heart was not his own, but was controlled by it, and everything about himself fluctuated with it.

Alc's grandfather once told him that if a person encounters a mimosa, it is the greatest luck for that person.

Alc never felt how lucky he was, but he felt that even if he had all his good fortune to meet the little mimosa in his hand now, he would be happy to do so.

His grandfather had never lied to him, and Alc felt himself the luckiest man in the world.

Alker cherished the little mimosa very much, not daring to blink a little, his heart was very soft, and at the same time it was full of pain, which must have suffered a great ordeal.

The little boys around were also very quiet looking at the little mimosa, with great concern in their eyes, but they didn't speak, even if they were talking, they were cautious, they were afraid of disturbing the mimosa's rest. After all, this little mimosa looks very weak.

"I think it must have been through that damn storm." A little boy spoke, looking a little worried, after all, the little mimosa looked like it was about to wither.

"It's pathetic, it looks weak." Another boy said, looking equally worried.

"We've got to save it." A boy suggested.

"Yes, we must save it." The boys looked at Alck.

Alc looked at the little mimosa and made a silent gesture at them.

Everyone saw that little mimosa woke up.