Wen Jie looked at the little grass, and suddenly felt so sad, and had an urge to cry. The pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info as if he was a little grass in the wind and sand, and there was a possibility of overturning and death at any time.

Without thinking about it at all, almost instinctively, Wen Jie immediately forced out the golden blood from his fingertips and carefully dripped it on the roots of the grass.

Originally, with just one drop, the golden blood that could save a forest had no effect. The grass was still low, withered and yellow, and it did not get any better.

Wen Jie frowned, and there was always a voice in his heart telling him, 'Save it, you must save it!' Thinking like this, Wen Jie's blood night no longer dropped, but turned into a water line, constantly flowing on the roots of the grass.

The golden blood has entered the sand, and it has gone into the sea like mud oxen, without a trace, and I do not know where it has gone.

And Wen Jie was like a demon, constantly pouring blood into the sand at the roots of the grass.

One minute later, the blood was flowing, five minutes later, it was still flowing, ten minutes, a quarter of an hour, an hour! At this time, Wen Jie had become in a trance, and his face and lips were pale.

It wasn't until an hour later that Wen Jie finally couldn't stand it anymore, lost consciousness, and fell to the ground weakly.

Wen Jie fell to the ground, and the withered yellow grass from before shook slightly, and the emerald green color slowly emerged, becoming full of vitality. Gently stretching the leaves, slightly emitting a little green light.

These points of light fell on Wen Jie and were absorbed into Wen Jie's body.

I don't know how long it took, Wen Jie woke up slowly, and looked at the green grass in front of him a little stunned. It's alive, it's really alive! Somehow, Wen Jie was a little excited.

"You're awake, thank you for saving me!" a soft girlish voice came from Xiaocao.

Wen Jie was stunned for a moment, and then smiled: "It's okay, it's good if you live." Wen Jie was telling the truth, Wen Jie had only one idea at that time, that is, to let it live, and only when it lived, everything would have hope.

Xiaocao shook slightly: "If it weren't for you coming, I would really be dying! It's just that I'm the only one to live is too lonely, I really want to have brothers and sisters with me to make this desolate desert an oasis!"

Wen Jie looked around, why didn't he think so? It's just that saving it has already hurt Wen Jie's vitality, if this place becomes an oasis, Wen Jie can't imagine if he still has a life.

Seeing Wen Jie's hesitation, Xiaocao trembled slightly, and her voice was faintly sad: "I'm sorry, I'm too greedy, don't embarrass my benefactor, just let me die slowly!"

Wen Jie was stunned for a moment, and then thought, indeed, in this desert, how can it survive for a long time with a small grass? I'm afraid that as soon as his front foot leaves, its back foot will die, right?

However, is it worth exchanging his life for this barren piece of life? He still has very important things to do, and he can't die yet! Wen Jie is not afraid of death, but he can't die so worthless.

Sighing softly, Wen Jie's tone was full of guilt: "I'm sorry, I can't help you!" You wait for me, when I finish what I need to do, I will definitely come back to save you." ”

"Mmmm, I believe in the benefactor, hopefully, I can wait until the benefactor returns. Xiaocao's voice smiled, and the smile was a little desolate.

With his head down, Wen Jie sighed softly and turned to leave.

Just after Wen Jie left, the grass began to slowly turn yellow, dry, and become the way it was dying before.

After walking in this desert for a long time, Wen Jie suddenly frowned, and disappeared in place.

He returned to the little grass, looked at the dry grass in front of him, and looked shocked: "How can this be?"

"Xiaocao, what's wrong with you?" Wen Jie said softly to Xiaocao.

It's just that what responded to Wen Jie was the ever-increasing cold wind. The wind swept up the yellow sand, overwhelming the sky, dyeing this side of the world into the color of yellow sand.

The grass swayed violently in the wind, and the outer layer of dead leaves was blown off by the wind, leaving only the three dead leaves in the center, which struggled to maintain themselves in the wind.

With his hands clenched into fists, Wen Jie finally chose to leave rationally, he couldn't save this grass anymore, otherwise, his life would be in danger.

He turned around ruthlessly, but heard a wanton wild laugh in the whirring wind: "This world is about to be mine! Hahaha, even if the savior appears, what can I do, all races are selfish, and no one is willing to sacrifice themselves to save a weed that is countless times lower than their own level! This world will eventually be buried by yellow sand and cut off all vitality! Hahaha!"

Wen Jie immediately turned around, and saw a whirlwind, rushing towards the grass. In that violent whirlwind, the grass could not hold on for even a second, and was uprooted by the strong wind, swirled with the wind, and floated high into the air.

"No!" Wen Jie roared, jumped up directly, grabbed the little grass, and landed on the ground. In the eye, there is a rhizome of grass with a little moisture. A little panicked, Wen Jie said eagerly: "Don't give up, I'll take you out of here and go to a place suitable for you to grow." ”

The grass trembled, then stopped moving, and was about to cut off its last chance of life, and completely died.

Wen Jie was shocked, and a little divine power golden light was injected into the grass, retaining the last bit of vitality: "It's okay, hold on." ”

Under the support of Wen Jie's divine power, Xiaocao slowly stood up in Wen Jie's palm and shook slightly: "Thank you! I am the first life in this world, and I have witnessed this place from barren to flourishing. Countless plants, countless animals, and, of course, various higher races. ”

"They support each other, develop together, make progress together, and go to glory little by little! However, with the progress of strength, the heart becomes sinister, greedy, and violent. They often fight over trivial matters, completely ignoring how seriously the living environment is destroyed. ”

At last, the lush steppes, the vast forests became less and less in their greedy plundering and wanton destruction, and everywhere there was lifeless yellow sand. How many oases have died out, buried in yellow sand. “

But they did not repent at all, and became more brutal, fighting for a little land resources, and losing both. Until in the end, even himself perished in the struggle. “

Speaking of this, Xiaocao sighed slightly: "Now, I am left here, so lonely, what's the point of living so lonely? It's better to die like this! I'm sorry, I used my benefactor to give me life to wake up my former brothers and sisters, but I failed, I wasted your help, I'm sorry!"

Wen Jie finally understood why it would die in a blink of an eye, I see! It was the first plant, it should be the ancestor of plants, it should have turned into a spirit, or even a god?

Thinking about it, Wen Jie frowned: "I'll take you back to my world! “

Xiaocao smiled bitterly: "Thank you, this is my hometown, it has been barren in time, I have to stand here for the last shift at night, so that this desert can leave a little hope," (To be continued.) )