The two looked at each other affectionately, getting closer and closer, and Ling Xiaoxiao slowly closed his eyes.

"Wow! Woohoo! ”

There was a sudden cry of Xiao Ling in his ears, and Ling Xiaoxiao stood up directly!

"Let's go!"

When she ran to the campfire, she realized that someone had accidentally set fire to the hair on her head and back.

When Ling Xiaoxiao saw it, he squatted on the spot and couldn't help laughing.

"Haha, Feifei, you haven't grown up yet, why are you bald."

"Wow!"

[Don't laugh!] I'm a fairy! 】

Xiao Ling looked at Ling Xiaoxiao aggrievedly, but he didn't expect to become bald if he couldn't transform into a shape! Now she is extremely depressed!

At this time, Hanguang also ran over, looked at Xiao Ling's miserable situation, and couldn't help laughing.

"I'm so sorry, Holy Maiden, everyone had so much fun... I didn't expect someone to knock over the torch...."

Xiao Ling turned her head angrily and ignored her, but she still glanced at the blue moon grass hairpin in her hair with great nostalgia.

"By the way, Sister Xiaoxiao, why did the saint keep staring at me today, I found out when I was dancing on the bonfire."

"Ahem! Maybe I think you're beautiful today. ”

Ling Xiaoxiao hurriedly coughed, for fear that Hanguang would notice that the two of them were worried about the relics her mother gave her....

"I see, I thought it was my hairpin that caught her attention."

"Your hairpin is really beautiful, and this grass is quite rare, do you know where there is this grass near this oasis?"

"Probably not.... From the time I was born to the present, I have the impression that there is no such grass in the oasis. ”

As if sensing something, Hanguang continued to ask:

"Sister Xiaoxiao, do you know this grass?"

Ling Xiaoxiao smiled awkwardly and explained:

"I know a little, this grass is called Blue Moon Grass, it is a good herb, and it is rare."

"Sister Xiaoxiao, are you also interested in this grass?"

Hearing this, Ling Xiaoxiao frankly admitted.

"I do need Blue Moon Grass, but this is a relic left to you by your mother, it is your sustenance, I can't ask for it."

Hanguang pursed his lips with a smile and whispered:

"Actually, my mother left me one thing, you must like it."

After speaking, Hanguang stood up and walked towards the room, Xiao Ling and Ling Xiaoxiao followed behind her with puzzled expressions.

When he arrived in the room, Hanguang picked up a black clay pot from the window and handed it to Ling Xiaoxiao.

"What is this?"

"There seems to be a root of blue moon grass in it, but I haven't seen it sprout after raising it for so many years, I don't know why... I don't know if I'll be able to live..."

Xiao Ling sniffed carefully, and seemed to really smell some of the smell of Blue Moon Grass, but it was very light! This tendrils should still be alive!

"Xiaoxiao, this root is still saved! When you get to the space, you should be able to grow it by watering it with spiritual stream water. ”

Ling Xiaoxiao excitedly took the clay pot and asked cautiously:

"Can I take this?"

"Absolutely! Sister Xiaoxiao, you have helped our tribe so much, we are too late to be grateful! What is this grassroots? If you need it, I'll give it to you! ”

After speaking, she was about to take off the hairpin on her head, and Ling Xiaoxiao hurriedly held her arm.

"No, I'll be too embarrassed then, I'm already very content with this one root."

Looking at the roots in their hands, Ling Xiaoxiao and Xiao Ling hurriedly said goodbye to Hanguang and returned to their own room.

In the space, the two carefully placed the clay pot in their hands on the ground.

A shallow pit was dug into the fertile land, and then the roots of the Blue Moon Grass were put in!

If you look closely, you can see that tiny roots have appeared on the roots of this grass, and a small leaf has grown from the roots!

After watering the spiritual spring water, the small leaves were visibly larger! When Xiao Ling saw it, she couldn't help but shed tears of excitement!

"Xiaoxiao didn't expect us to really find the Blue Moon Grass! It's not easy."

"That's not it, it's all bald for the child, hahahaha!"

"Okay, you! How dare you laugh at me! ”

The two of them happily chased me in the space, and when they were tired of playing, they lay under the big tree and ate roast chicken legs together.

"I had a lot of fun, but I didn't eat much, and I starved to death."

"Me too! I'm really hungry, but before we leave tomorrow, should we do something? ”

Hearing Xiao Ling's words, Ling Xiaoxiao immediately understood.

"Naturally, they want to fill their granaries and put some watermelons and corn."

In the dead of night, Ling Xiaoxiao and Xiao Ling Mali completed the goal of filling the granary.

Early the next morning, everyone left the tribe refreshed, and when parting, everyone looked at Ling Xiaoxiao reluctantly, but there was no banquet in the world.

"Gone! Don't read it! I left you a gift! See you soon! ”

Ling Xiaoxiao's voice echoed throughout the tribe, the carriage gradually moved away, and Hanguang also found the gift left by Ling Xiaoxiao after some searching.

Looking at the filled granary, as well as the corn and watermelons placed next to it, the eyes of all the wild people were red.

Although they couldn't speak, they could feel Ling Xiaoxiao's kindness to them, and everyone looked into the distance and bowed deeply.

"Sister Xiaoxiao, I hope you can be safe all the way! We'll see you again in the future! ”

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In a quaint courtyard, a woman dressed in white plain clothes sat in front of a peach tree and gently played an ancient song.

"Miss, there's a letter from him."

The woman took a deep breath, put Fuqin aside, and took the handmaiden's letter.

After dismantling, her face was still flat, as if nothing in this world could control her emotions.

"Let the backyard prepare the carriage and leave tomorrow."

"Yes, Miss!"

Poria went back to the house, changed into a black and white brocade robe, hung the sword behind her back, and walked out of the house.

"Miss, when will you be back?"

"It's very risky to go here, if I don't come back, you will divide all the property in the house, and you can rely on it for the rest of your life."

Hearing this, all the subordinates fell to their knees and shed tears silently.

The descendants of the wealthy merchants of Poria are all women with poor backgrounds, some women who were forced to sell to Qinglou, some girls who lost their parents and lived on the streets, and some women who were driven out of the house by their husbands and had no choice but to throw themselves into the river.

They are all poor people, Poria has supported them for a long time by gratuity, Poria has long been their spiritual sustenance, and this is the first time she has explained such a thing before leaving....