The beautiful scenery is current, and after a day of traveling, no one will want to rush back to Jianing City tonight. It was rare for Sukarana to feel so relaxed, not only relieved of years of pain, but also finally found the answer to the mystery that had plagued him for a long time, so he simply sat on the shore with everyone to rest and chat.

Tonight was a rare scene, and although the two races maintained a delicate distance, the atmosphere was harmonious. Especially for the Nuland emissaries, it would have been unthinkable to go back another year. However, even if they are so close, the streamers usually do not participate in the conversation of the Lepelians, unless the Lepelians take the initiative to ask them questions. Although Mono is an exception, he is obviously not very good at the untopical, idle and boring way of talking of Lepeilian, so he rarely speaks. The Priest of Waldrien, who likes to play tricks on people, occasionally approaches suddenly, making it unpredictable.

"The Streamers are far more powerful than we thought, why did they suddenly disappear three hundred years ago?"

Mu Qi lay on the grass, looking at the streamer not far away, and his heart was full of doubts. This question has been bothering him since he went to the Devil's Forest with Noro to watch the battle at the beginning of the year. Although there have been many speculations, it is common sense that the strong will most likely tend to suppress the weak, so that they will completely lose their ability to resist, and take the opportunity to occupy the dominant position of survival to avoid being controlled by others. However, the streamers instead hid in the harsh environment of the Jedi, is it just because the disparity in strength is too great, and they disdain to fight?

Hearing this, Yan Shu couldn't help but smile and said, "If you want to know why, you might as well ask the streamer directly." ”

"This kind of problem...... Can you ask?" Muki disagreed.

"There's nothing you can't do, the streamers are different from us, there are no taboos on thoughts, and almost all questions are answered. Yan Shu said.

"Yes, yes. Titis chimed in. But after glancing at Priest Veloch sitting on the rock, and Priest Ressesi and Priest Jofrey beside him, Gary shuddered, and quickly whispered in Muchi's ear, "Those priests by the rock look terrible. Lord Avar, why don't you go and ask the Priest of Misian, who is very gentle. ”

"However, will they say ......" According to the thinking habits of the Lepelian people, Mu Qi still had some doubts in his heart.

Before the words fell, a slightly cool fragrance suddenly wafted from his nose, and then, a very nice voice came to his ears: "...... Could it all be true?"

Unexpectedly, when someone said all the words he had not yet spoken, Murch was startled, and sat up, and a bewildered face suddenly came into view, and it was Priest Vadrian! Hadn't he been in the water before? How did he come to him in an instant? The soft halo, the delicate ear fins, the smooth skin, the intoxicating fragrance, the radiant eyes, all were dazzling. Muki's breathing was rapid, no, he almost forgot to breathe!

"Heh......" The pleasant laughter in his ears suddenly widened again with his bewildering face.

Only then was Mu Qi able to breathe a sigh of relief, as if he was alive again. Priest Vadrian, who thought he was saved, and didn't want to destroy his soul, sat down beside him, looking down at him condescendingly. Then, he suddenly raised the arm with colored fins, stretched out his beautiful fingers, pulled at Muchi's hair, and said with a smile: "In our language, there is no such thing as 'lie'. ”

Hearing this, even the indulgent and uninhibited Mu Qi couldn't help but feel a little embarrassed. It wasn't because of the priest's bewildering appearance that he was flustered, but because he was surprised that the doubts that he had taken for granted and were understandable didn't exist in the world of the Streamers, and that he was ashamed of it.

"No wonder the streamer language is so pleasant, it turns out to be a language without lies. Mu Qi smiled abruptly, and simply admitted generously, "Hey, I'm used to suspicion, and it's hard to change, who called me a Lepeilian person? But I really shouldn't measure the character of a streamer person by the thinking habits of a Lepelian person, I was wrong! However, I really want to know, why did a streamer suddenly disappear three hundred years ago?"

Priest Vadrien grinned and poked his finger into Muki's cheek, as if playing with a strange gadget, only to hear him slowly reply: "We fell here because of an accident, and we were just borrowing a place to settle down temporarily, and we didn't want Lepelian to be entangled and have to fight." But the war was so devastating that it affected the whole land, and the Lepelians were too weak to be wiped out if they were not careful. In order to avoid violating our rules of survival, we had no choice but to hide our traces. ”

At the mention of the reason, Priest Vadrien did not have the slightest resentment in his expression, as if he were saying "This forest is green".

However, these words fell into the ears of Le Peilian, but they were mixed, and they were speechless, and their hearts were embarrassed. But at this moment, only Future Sukaranna knew that this priest was actually merciful. Because he did not mention the historical origin of the war, if he really wanted to investigate it, it would be self-evident who was the most self-conscious. Luckily, the Streamers are a tolerant race......

By the time the crowd had recovered from their embarrassment, the mischievous priest had already left. His eyes involuntarily searched away, only to see him standing in the water and looking at the starry sky as if nothing had happened just now. Instead, the Priest of Boulder beside him gave them a kind smile in return, and those red streamers slowly painted a strange pattern under the translucent skin of the Priest of Boulder, making him look extraordinarily soft and mysterious.

Rod couldn't help but sigh with emotion: "The streamer is really an incredible life! For us, the lives of our enemies or other species are insignificant, far from enough to touch our compassion. Knowing that life is fragile, but the desire is insatiable, in the name of protecting the family and defending the country, we have fought against the Streamers for more than a thousand years, but in fact, in addition to wasting our lives and destroying the environment, what have we gained? If we could have coexisted peacefully with the Streamers at the beginning, the world of Lepeilian might have been a different situation for more than a thousand years, right?"

Maybe there are too many soul shocks today, and everyone has mixed feelings and can't help but ask themselves. Only then did I realize that almost all people have been deeply trapped in family hatred, national hatred, responsibility, ambition, or joys and sorrows, and the cycle is difficult to extricate itself from, pitiful and ridiculous. People drive war and hatred with morality and righteousness, and consider themselves noble, but no one has ever considered the future of this world and the future of the entire race......

The gloomy atmosphere lasted for a long time, and it was not until Noro's voice suddenly broke the silence that everyone came back to their senses from their contemplation.

"I seem to see a child, but it doesn't seem to be a ......"

"Where's the child?" Murch curiously followed Noro's gaze, and there were many streamers on the other side, but he didn't see the child. He suddenly realized that he hadn't seen any Streamer Clan children since he entered the forest. Maybe the children of the streamers are so tall that it's hard to tell the difference between them and the adults?

"Behind that rock on the other side, there seems to be a child, but maybe I'm wrong......" Noro was a little unsure.

"Maybe you're right, there's a kid here. Yan Shu said with a smile.

"Really?!" Noro's gaze couldn't help but look to the other side again. In fact, he had never been particularly interested in children before, but the small figure he glimpsed in a trance at that moment surprised him.

Hearing this, the others couldn't help but look curiously at Noro's line of sight, and a group of people stared at the rock for a long time, but found nothing. Just when everyone thought that the child might be hiding and was about to withdraw their gaze, a childish voice suddenly came from behind them, asking, "Did you also bring toys today?"