Looking at the dragon skin in the claws, I was amazed. I originally watched the peony work, I don't know when I danced the knife, I have no memory at all, I just feel that I am completely bathed in the aura of the peony, and my movements do not seem to need the command of the brain, more like the wind demon stepping on the wheel on the big plate of the earth to glide at will, unrestrained. The place where it passed was like a storm and lightning, as if there was nothing, and as if there was nothing. Sometimes there is no trace, sometimes there is no trace, sometimes there is no trace, sometimes there is no trace of everything.

It took us a while to wake up from what we had just seen. We put down the dragon skin in our hands. Zhu Dinghong ran over excitedly, rubbed on us, her little face flushed excitedly, plus the red on the top of her head, as if three flowers were opening on my head, and the fragrance of the flowers passed through my nose for a while, straight to the door of my head, like a spring full of lilacs, I don't feel refreshed.

"Let's take a break. I said.

"I'd like to finish peeling the next dragon skin. His words were soft and low, and it seemed that he was not completely detached from the situation just now, but was completely immersed in it.

"Okay, you can do it, Zhu Dinghong and I will go for a walk in the distance. I said.

I did this for a reason, I was worried that I would be infected by him, this fear was by no means out of nothing, just a good example of this, he would lead me to the realm of forgetting things and me, and here, there is no fourth dead carnivorous dinosaur, I was afraid that I would knock Zhu Dinghong down and skin the dragon alive, so I decided to hide.

The air in the forest is exceptionally good, a gust of wind blows, the leaves brush the sound, the fragrance of the fruit shuttles through the forest with the wind, because it is morning, the day is not very hot, take a breath, feel very refreshing, there is an indescribable pleasant feeling all over the body.

Vermilion was bouncing next to me, looking very lively. She pestered me and asked me to tell her stories and let me tell me about my legendary experiences.

To tell the truth, tell stories, yes, there are too many stories in my head, and I will never finish telling them, but if I want to tell my legendary experience, I really don't, if I want to say that I have done the most outstanding thing from birth to the present, is that in the past few days, I have killed five carnivorous dinosaurs, if anyone is willing to make up some stories about this, it is indeed earth-shattering, but these things, Zhu Dinghong is very familiar with them, and there is no need to tell them.

"I don't have any legendary experiences," I said, "the most legendary experience is what you've seen and heard in the past two days, and it's nothing, it's all forced to be helpless." ”

"Then let's start with your birth," Zhu Dinghong said, looking at my golden tail hair, "I heard that tail hair like yours seems to be only available to our ancestor Jin Dan, and your birth must have a legendary story." ”

Zhu Dinghong's words brought back memories of the past, and my birth was explained in the previous chapters. I am not much different from other red-haired dinosaurs, to say different, I am an egg laid on the night of the full moon, and it is a round round egg, which is different from the ellipsoidal eggs of other red-haired dinosaurs, although I experienced two moon cycles like other red-haired dinosaurs during the hatching period, but I saw the full moon three times, so I was naturally bathed in the moonlight, but this does not mean anything, because there should be a lot of eggs born on the night of the full moon, and it will never be just me.

I didn't tell her that New Year's Day was to commemorate my "round egg", nor did I say that I might be an "abandoned egg" of the moon, and that my real father might be the Nine Colored Fairy, that is, the golden pill after becoming an immortal, why would my tail hair be the same color as his? Why would the moon stay in the air on a full moon night for my incubation?

The reason why I didn't tell her was, firstly, because these were my speculations after all, and although there was evidence, they were not approved by the Nine Colored Immortals and the Moon; second, because I didn't want to deify myself immediately, which would raise a lot of enemies, and the tribal leaders might unite against me and treat me as a confidant; third, I wanted them, of course, including me, to be able to live a down-to-earth life and do things in a down-to-earth manner, instead of relying on the help of the gods to achieve a career. Therefore, I have never told Peony about my meeting with the Nine Colored Immortals in the canyon, let alone Vermilion Red, those fruits and bee venom brought back from the fairy world have been hanging on my neck, I only ate one fruit, and I will never use it unless it is absolutely necessary. I want to do this, it will be good for me and for them, we all have to rely on our own efforts to achieve our ideals, and we must abandon unrealistic illusions.

However, when she heard this, she was still very surprised, and her eyes widened. I was going to tell her about the things we came out of the Murmur tribe, but that would easily cause sadness, and I was afraid that it would ruin the atmosphere, anyway, we would be together for a long time, so I don't have a hurry, so I'll tell her about it later.

I told her the story of me and Sister Rouge, about the story of us going to Rouge Mountain to collect rouge together, and telling the story of catching fireflies, and she listened to it very fascinated, as if she was also wandering along with my story, or imagined herself as Sister Rouge, doing these magical and romantic things with me.

This is the most unforgettable memory of my life, every deeper night, these images will always gently pass through my mind, or clear, or blurry, or noisy, or quiet, or colorful, or pure, or rich, or simple, or long, or short, they will be repeated many times in my mind, often continue to dreams, and when I wake up, I can't even figure out which is a dream, which is a memory, or they have been blended together, there are memories in dreams, and there are dreams in memories.

I was completely immersed in my storytelling.

I can't figure out if I'm talking now, or if I'm walking on the way to Rouge Mountain, and I can't figure out if it's Sister Rouge or Sister Vermilion next to me, in short, the one in front of me is completely replaced by the imagination in my brain.

At first, I just said, I felt that I was talking, telling about our experiences, but later, the sound gradually became more and more complicated, the laughter and talking of Sister Rouge, the sound of the wind blowing the trees, the sound of our footsteps walking side by side in the forest, the sighs of the dinosaurs around us, the sound of Sister Rouge sewing sunscreen clothing with a pair of clever claws, the sound of me hitting the ore with a stone, and so on. I can't figure out if I said it, or if these voices can't bear the loneliness and come running on their own. In short, in the end, I didn't know what I was talking about, I could only feel that I was walking on the way to Rouge Mountain, and next to me was Rouge Sister.

"Ah ......" Sister Zhu Dinghong exclaimed, pulling me out of my world.

What the hell happened, why did Zhu Dinghong exclaim, we'll talk about it tomorrow, okay?