The older children lay on the ground, struggling to fish deep into the deep ditch, looking like they were also trying to get water.

But there was no accident, he couldn't get water at all, but the whole person fell down.

Jiang Quinoa was startled, and hurriedly stepped forward to grab her, but the clothes of the two babies were smoother than water, and they slipped straight out of her hands.

"Bang!"

The two children fell heavily to the ground, and the older child fell to the ground like the ginger quinoa before.

And he didn't feel any pain at all, but showed a smile, caught a few drops of blood with the broken scoop in his hand, and carefully fed it to the little child's mouth.

The child finally drank the "water" and swallowed it desperately with his eyes closed.

A few drops of blood were soon gone, and the older child simply picked up the little one and asked him to drink it directly from his wound.

The child was already dying of thirst, but he was subconsciously drinking blood, not knowing that the eldest child's face had gradually turned pale at this time.

The eldest child was very painful, but he kept smiling on his face, staring at the child in front of him gently and lovingly, as if he was happy that the child had water to drink.

Jiang Quinoa has been standing by the deep ditch, looking at this scene very unpleasantly.

She had never experienced the bitterness of drought, nor had she ever experienced the feeling of being desperately thirsty.

On the contrary, she has completely forgotten to cherish the water source when she is able to summon water-based spells.

In the deep ditch, the eldest child finally reached the limit, only to see that his body seemed to be roasted, turning into ashes little by little, and scattered in the deep ditch.

And the little kid exploded and died like the loach before him......

The tragic scene irritated Jiang Quinoa's eyeballs, and even though she knew that this was not what was happening now, it still stimulated her.

Yes, none of this happened in real time in front of Jiang Quinoa's eyes, but memories of the past of this wasteland.

These memories have sunk into the soul of the wasteland, making it impossible to forget.

Now that Jiang Quinoa came in, the scenes were displayed in front of her.

Jiang Quinoa was silent for a moment, and finally raised his feet and walked forward.

A few hundred meters later, there was another deep ditch, and she saw two more figures.

One of them was pregnant, with chapped lips and white moss, looking very old and miserable.

The person next to her should be her husband, who was struggling to fetch water, but no matter how hard he tried, he failed to succeed and finally collapsed directly.

He screamed and rolled weakly, and his hands kept slapping his head, as if he hated his own incompetence.

The pregnant woman was distressed and wanted to reach out to stop him, but he was accidentally pushed into a deep ditch.

"Ahh

A scream rang out, followed by a groan of pain.

The man seemed to wake up from a dream, but the next moment he fell into an even greater collapse and jumped into the deep ditch.

Blood continued to flow from the pregnant woman's body, but the man caught it with his hand and poured it into his mouth as if he was enchanted.

His eyes had gone mad, and he didn't know what he was doing, but instinctively wanted to drink water.

The pregnant woman didn't blame him when she saw this scene, she just looked at the sky sadly, her eyes had long since lost her light, and she was left with despair for life.

In the end, the two also disappeared in front of Jiang Quinoa's eyes one by one, as if they had never appeared.

Jiang Quinoa was silent for a longer time this time, and he didn't take a step for a long time.

When faced with a desperate situation, it is also a time to test human nature.

She raised her eyes to the sky and glanced at it again, and she couldn't help but feel a trace of resentment in her heart.

If it weren't for such a big sun, these people wouldn't be so miserable.

There was another tingling pain in his eyes, and Jiang Quinoa had no choice but to lower his head again.

She continued to walk forward, and then she saw all kinds of people, and all kinds of bleak and desperate scenes.

Some of them supported each other, some hurt each other, and made all kinds of choices.

Finally, Jiang Quinoa crossed the last deep ditch and came to the end of this wasteland.

It was a small mound of dirt that was not high, stretching backwards continuously, and there was no end in sight to the ginger quinoa.

For some reason, as soon as she saw these small mounds, she thought that this was the grave of those people.

Those who died in drought.

Jiang Quinoa stood in place, quietly looking at the mounds, as if she felt the guilt that overwhelmed her, which made her feel strange and sad.

I don't know how many people have died in this drought, and there is no end in sight to the graves.

But what can she do?

Jiang Quinoa was silent for a long time, and suddenly thought of something.

She sank her divine consciousness into the dantian and tried to communicate with the innate holy water.

The innate holy water has a spiritual intelligence, but it is far inferior to Xiao Gray Ash, and he can't speak, but he can understand the meaning of Jiang Quinoa.

After listening to her thoughts, the Innate Holy Water hesitated for a moment, and then nodded in agreement.

It flew out of Jiang Quinoa's body, and then rose into the air, and with a bang, it seemed to explode.

Countless droplets of water fell from the sky and dripped to the ground.

As Jiang Quinoa expected, the water born of the innate holy water was not melted by the sun, but successfully immersed in the dry land and into the small mounds of soil.

The dry wasteland suddenly rained down, as if it had broken the protective shell that had been sealed for a long time, and was rejuvenated.

The originally dry and hard soil was gradually moistened by water, and the cracks were gradually reduced, and even the deep trenches were quickly filled with water.

Above the mounds of earth, figures emerged one after another, cheering and weeping in the rain.

Jiang Quinoa seemed to feel the jubilation of countless lives at this moment, but he also seemed to feel the compassion from the earth.

She watched the earth fill with life again, watched the grass seedlings emerge from the ground, watched the insects crawl out of the ground, and turned their heads to burrow into the ground.

At this moment, she felt happy from the bottom of her heart, and she was also happy for this wasteland.

It wasn't until an hour later that the ground had been completely watered, and the innate holy water no longer continued to rain, and he plunged back into Jiang Quinoa's dantian and continued to absorb the aura of the spiritual veins.

Jiang Quinoa also felt satisfied when he looked at the earth-shaking wasteland, and raised his feet to take a step forward.

The original small mound disappeared at this moment, and she came to a strange place.

When she looked back, the wasteland was completely gone.

Jiang Quinoa furrowed his brows, and his heart still hid doubts about the wasteland.

But she didn't have time to think slowly, because the unfamiliar environment in front of her was likely to lurk dangerously, and she had to be extremely careful.

She looked at the oasis in front of her, collected her mood, and continued on her way.

It's just that what she didn't know was that the wasteland just now condensed into a small clod of soil at this time, turned into a streamer and disappeared.

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