Chapter Twenty-Four: The Fragrance Remains!

She sighed softly, with infinite resentment, opened her eyes gently, raised her head and turned her eyes, looked at Huang Qi stupidly, and there were two lines of clear tears flowing out of her eyes, and she was reluctant to bow her head, closed her eyes sadly, and gently rubbed his face, again and again, one voice, one voice, faint murmuring, telling in detail, saying that there were tears for a while, and the love was not complete and regretted.

After a while, a trace of red light suddenly flashed on her face, her complexion changed, she opened her eyes and stood up, and looked at Huang Qi again stupidly, her snow-white teeth bit her lip, and her face gradually became resolute.

She got up gently, sat beside Huang Qi, was quiet, looked up at the sky, her whole body gradually glowed with a holy and mysterious look, her skin was crystal bright and clear, her eyebrows, eyes and body were like a peerless rare crystal, so beautiful that it was blasphemous.

Her lips opened slightly, her voice soft, and she murmured a prayer:

"O valiant Sumerian warrior, sleep quietly!"

"No one can disturb you anymore, the rest of your soul. ”

"The scars on your body are a testament to the fortitude of your heart. ”

"The blood you shed is a testament to your incomparable courage. ”

"Thy roar, thy legend will spread far and wide, and will be sung by the bard day and night. ”

"O great all-knowing god Apollus of light, send down grace to your most pious and valiant people, and guide your people into the glorious tomb of your fathers, in the light of your wisdom and sacredness!"

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Dahlia's prayer became softer and softer, and gradually became inaudible, only a crisp and tactful aftersound, lingering between heaven and earth.

At this time, bursts of crystal red light flashed on her body, more and more, densely countless, gradually, her clear crystal body was covered with a layer of faint red light, brighter and brighter, more and more dazzling, she stopped and prayed leisurely, her eyes stayed on Huang Qi's body again, tears flashed, reluctantly, looked over and over again, over and over again, as if she could never see enough, crystal teardrops, strings of broken pearls fell.

"Brother, my dear brother......" Her voice was endlessly poignant, affectionate.

"Let my sister call you one last time...... One last look at you......"

"Don't miss your sister'......"

"We have to survive well......."

"Remember, you are my sister's dearest, dearest, most beloved and most beloved brother......"

"Sister ....... wants to be your wife, take care of you for the rest of her life, cherish you, and hurt your ......"

"It's a pity...... No way......"

"What if...... It's possible ......"

"Sister... In the next life, in the next life, I can meet my brother again......"

"When the time comes...... Sister be your wife again, the best and most virtuous, the wife who loves you the most..."

"Our ....... sister and brother ......."

"Depend on each other again, love each other again, never separate again, for a lifetime, forever and eternally together......"

"Brother......

"I love you......"

Dahlia's soft voice is lingering, the crystal clear body has become faintly light, if there is no blinking, her face is deeply attached, her eyes are still looking at Huang Qi affectionately without blinking, her right hand lovingly touched his emaciated cheek, a bright and blooming dahlia appeared between her fingers out of thin air.

At this time, the light on her body flickered slightly, all the light shattered, and the crystal body was also completely shattered, turning into countless bits of light and disappearing, and the pretty body disappeared into the empty nothingness, leaving no trace of the aftertaste.

Only ......

The gorgeous dahlia between the fingers, falling gracefully, the six petals gently rotated and danced, and the brilliant stamens stood tall, trying their best to pour out the quiet fragrance......

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The eight-year-old dahlia was washing clothes by the river, picked up a dahlia that drifted down, stuck it in her hair against the river, turned to the five-year-old big black bird next to her and smiled coquettishly, and said, "Brother, is my sister beautiful?"

The big black bird looked dumbfounded and stammered, "Drift...... Beautiful..."

Dahlia's big eyes rolled, and she smiled mischievously: "That brother said that it was my sister who was beautiful... It's still this dahlia pretty!"

The big black bird scratched his head, his fingers were tangled, and for a while, he blushed and said, "Of course... Of course, my sister is beautiful, although this dahlia is also beautiful, compared to my sister, it is ...... As the old man said, flowers are inserted in woolly cow dung. After saying that, he smiled proudly, after all, he was clever enough to use a beautiful metaphor.

Dahlia's little mouth pursed up beautifully, and she said angrily: "The flowers are inserted in the hairy cow dung? Brother is saying that my sister is hairy cow dung, or is this dahlia?"

The big black bird was in a hurry, and hurriedly replied loudly: "Of course, my sister is a flower, and this flower is hairy cow dung!"

Dahlia's little mouth pursed even higher, and she said, "Then the younger brother said that the elder sister put a lump of woolly cow dung on her head." ”

The big black bird panicked and waved his hand again and again: "No, no, this... Nope..."

Dahlia smiled playfully, and suddenly lowered her head and hit the big black bird, Gegejiao smiled: "The hairy cow dung is here!

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The eight-year-old blackbird picked a bunch of blooming dahlias and made a beautiful wreath for the eleven-year-old dahlia, and the dahlia was so happy that her eyebrows and eyes were bent with a smile, and she said, "Brother, what is the intention of giving so many flowers to my sister?"

The big black bird's little face turned red, and he twisted it, and suddenly shouted loudly: "Sister, I want you to be my wife!"

Dahlia's big eyes blinked again and again, pointed at his forehead, and said coquettishly: "Who wants to marry you big stupid bird, besides, the thick braid not far away asks my sister to kiss, but I want to send five hairy cows as a gift, you say you just have a bunch of flowers, I want my sister to marry you, dream!"

The big black bird thanked him and bowed his head and puffed himself silently.

Dahlia suddenly approached, kissed the big black bird on the face, and ran away with a smile.

The big black bird froze for a moment, hurriedly chased after him, and cried out, "Sister, sister, well....... me...... I'll send you flowers tomorrow!"

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The twelve-year-old blackbird was sick, lying in bed, and the fifteen-year-old dahlia picked thirteen dahlias that bloomed at different flowering stages, some had just budded, some were first blooming, and some were in full bloom, and they were inserted in the rough stone basin one by one, and looked at him with pity: "My brother is recuperating at home, and my sister is going out to hunt, so I will give you a lot of meat, and these dahlias should bloom once a day, as if my sister is by your side every day, and I will accompany you well on behalf of my sister, and after thirteen days, my sister will come back." ”

The big black bird nodded dimly and said worriedly: "Sister, you have to be more careful, my brother would rather not eat meat, and I want my sister to come back safely." ”

Dahlia smiled and said, "Brother is saying that my sister is useless, can't you eat meat in this first hunt?" ”

turned around and walked out, near the door, suddenly turned his head again, looked at him and smiled, his smile was like a flower, and said: "For the sake of my brother, my sister must be extra careful, come back safely, and my brother doesn't have to worry about my sister." After saying that, he turned around and left.

The big black bird caressed her lips with her fingers, feeling the soft and warm fragrance left by Dahlia's fingers, thinking about her delicate smile before leaving, and couldn't help but be stupid.

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The thirteen-year-old big black bird was bathing in the river, and a smooth body suddenly came up behind him, and gently hugged him, his head and neck were close to his neck, and his skin was close to his skin, and he was silent for a while.

He turned his head and gently put it next to him, likewise silent. He knew who was behind him, the fragrance of his body, the familiar feeling of skin to skin, only she could have.

Sixteen-year-old Dahlia tightened her arms, pressed her body closer, and said in his ear: "Brother, my sister had a nightmare, I dreamed that my sister would never see my brother again, and my sister ....... so scared and scared......"

The big black bird shook his head and said with a smile: "Sister....... this is a dream, don't believe it, my brother will never leave my sister, how can I not see it?"

Dahlia hummed softly, no more, only hugged tightly.

The big black bird thought for a while and said with concern, "Sister...... You're tired, otherwise, don't you go hunting anymore, hunting is too dangerous, well, that's it, my younger brother has grown up, and his cultivation is also the best among his age, tomorrow, tomorrow my younger brother will go to the high priest to apply for a coming-of-age hunt, be a real warrior, and hunt instead of my sister!"

Dahlia shook her head, still quietly next to him, and said quietly: "Brother, my sister is fine, just let my sister suffer for a while." ”

The big black bird nodded lightly, leaned forward slightly, and made her more comfortable, and after a while, I heard her snort softly, and she fell asleep unconsciously in the hug.

He turned around gently and slowly, carried her to the shore and sat down slowly, let her petite body fall asleep on his lap, gently stroked her long brown soft hair, looked at the half-dried dahlia on her hairline, looked at her tired and haggard face, and felt a sore heart.

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At the Sacrifice of the Warrior's Revenant......

The fifteen-year-old big black bird looked at the tomb plaque made of thick green wood with the name of the warrior written on it for a long time, and his heart fluctuated.

A warrior who was a year older than him was bitten to death by a monster during a hunt just now.

And half a month later, it will be your first hunt, your own coming-of-age ceremony, and it will be time to become a warrior or a corpse.

Eighteen-year-old Dahlia, with her pretty body straight, stood beside him, her eyes twinkling, and she also stared at the tomb of the warrior.

The people of the clan came forward to worship and offer flowers one after another, and the bouquets of flowers offered were white in color, all of which represented the dahlias of chastity and purity.

This white flower, called dahlia, grows mostly in the barren sandy land, but still survives tenaciously and unyieldingly, and is the favorite flower of the Sumerian people and warriors, and is also the emblem of the Sumerian race.

As the body of the warrior entered the tomb, the bright dahlias were taken down one by one, thrown into the air one by one, sprinkled on the body of the warrior covered with animal skins, and piled up on the sand, burying the body and soul of the warrior with the pure and unyielding white flowers together, and protecting the tomb of Agnas on the way to the ancestors.

The scene of this white dahlia falling in the air has been remembered by countless clansmen, and it is also deeply imprinted in the heart of the big black bird dahlia.

Dahlia said softly, "May the heroic souls of the warriors be at peace, and may the greatest and wisest god Apollus bless!"

"If one day, Dahlia is going to die, please allow the greatest and wisest god Apollus to let me die to save my brother!"

The big blackbird turned his head, looked at Dahlia's pretty face, and also prayed secretly:

"May the greatest and wisest god Apollus protect my sister in a safe and happy life. ”

"If ....... are going to die, please let me die on my sister's behalf. ”

"My sister has suffered too much in her previous life, please bless her, please put on me what she will suffer in the future, and all my blessings on her. ”

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