The daily life of farming and opening up wasteland in the elf world

In the endless desert, Fan Xing and his party wore heavy cloaks and walked towards the depths of the desert against the wind and sand. Fan Xing had two ropes hanging around his waist to connect the two children around him to prevent them from getting lost.

"The weather in the desert is changing too fast, demon fire red fox, please check if there is any shelter from the wind? It looks like a sandstorm is about to blow up. I don't know if it is the trouble of the elves or a natural sandstorm? In short, let's find a place first. Hide."

Fan Xing's mouth and nose were tightly covered by the cloak to prevent the wind and sand from entering, but the surrounding wind blew harder and a lot of sand got into his clothes.

The two children tugged on Fan Xing's cloak to prevent being blown down by the wind. The demon fire red fox and almost baby followed behind Fan Xing, struggling to identify the direction.

"Firefox~"

The fiery red fox heard Fan Xing's order, its eyes glowed light blue, and there was some anxiety in its cry, and it tried its best to identify the direction in this area.

It's just that the wind and sand are getting bigger and bigger, gradually surrounding them, and the demon fire red fox's super power has not explored a place that can block the wind and sand.

This made it a little anxious, Fan Xing patted it on the shoulder reassuringly, at this moment Fan Xing's belt flashed red, the poke ball opened automatically, and the tall figure of the fire-breathing camel appeared in front of them.

The fire-breathing camel, which was originally listless, shook its heavy head, then let out a low cry, and stood in front of them to block the wind and sand.

The fire-breathing camel honked loudly and sat on the surrounding sand, the ground began to shake, stone pillars emerged one after another, and a simple stone platform appeared around them.

The fire-breathing support looked towards a certain direction in the wind and sand, identified the direction, and after confirming that the platform could block the wind and sand, it came to the front of the platform, roared at several people, and sat down under the platform.

Fan Xing watched the movement of the fire-breathing camel, and immediately understood that the fire-breathing camel should be familiar with the desert environment, and could even make a temporary shelter that can shelter from the wind and sand by relying on the direction of the storm.

He didn't hesitate anymore, and quickly pulled a few people to sit next to the fire-breathing camel. The fire-breathing camel turned its head and pushed Fan Xing's body, signaling for Fan Xing and the others to stand next to the stone platform, while the fire-breathing camel stood in the distance. Protect them from the wind and sand in front of people.

Feeling the movement of the fire-breathing camel, Fan Xing bent down and rubbed the fire-breathing camel's neck. He rubbed his cheek against the fire-breathing camel, without making a sound to refute, but quietly took two children and two elves to lean on On the stone platform, wait for the wind and sand to pass before starting again.

The fire-breathing camel sniffed the dry air, with nostalgia in its eyes, it turned its head and looked at Fan Xing and his party tenderly, then closed its eyes, and fell into a deep sleep.

Before going to sleep, it moved its body to ensure that it could firmly shield Fan Xing and his party from the wind and sand, and felt relieved.

The wind and sand blown over the rocks that Fan Xing and his party were relying on were separated, and their area became rare and stable.

Fan Xing untied the cloak on his body, shook his hair, cleaned up all the sand inside, and helped the two children clean up the sand on their bodies.

After Fan Xing took care of their party, the sky had already become dark. I don't know if it was night, or they were covered by sandstorms and couldn't tell the sky.

Fan Xing's eyes glowed with a light blue light. His superpowers spread out, and he wanted to explore the surrounding environment, but this area was shrouded in violent sandstorms. Even if he could tell the direction, now is not a good time to hurry. Fan Xing Star can only give up.

He spread a blanket on the sand and leaned on the fire-breathing camel with his two children in his arms. The temperature inside the fire-breathing camel slowly rose in the desert, which made Fan Xing feel relieved. After all, the night temperature in the desert is very cold. Low, with the fire-breathing camel by their side, they also had some protection.

Fan Xing was sitting in the middle with his two children in his arms, and at the outermost sides on both sides of him, Yaohuohonghu and Qiqiwawa covered the two children with blankets.

The two children accompanied Fan Xing all the way, and they had already become very tired, but they huddled beside Fan Xing and refused to fall asleep for a long time.

Seeing them rubbing their eyes and yawning, Fan Xing reluctantly took out a story book and whispered the story to them.

His voice was so small that only the two children around him could hear him, because he was afraid of disturbing the sleep of the fire-breathing camel.

The fire-breathing camel's physical function has declined severely in the past few days, which makes Fan Xing a little worried.

Faced with this situation, although he thought of many ways, he failed to prevent this kind of thing from happening. After all, birth, old age, sickness and death are things that everyone and elves will experience.

He leaned against the fire-breathing camel's warm body, feeling the fire-breathing camel's gentle breathing, feeling a little sad and bewildered in his heart.

When the two children slowly fell asleep amidst Fan Xing's soft voice telling stories, Fan Xing closed the storybook in his hand, and just as he was about to stop, the fire-breathing camel behind him touched Fan Xing's back .

Fan Xing turned his head to look at Huo Tuo, and found that he had woken up at some point. He stared at the storybook in Fan Xing's hand, and blew softly at Fan Xing.

"lump"

Fan Xing's super powers were activated, telepathy was activated, he understood what the fire-breathing camel meant, and he wanted Fan Xing to continue talking.

Fan Xing paused when he closed the storybook, he smiled helplessly, then spread the storybook on his lap, and continued to tell the story that interested the fire-breathing camel.

The demon fire red fox looked at the fire-breathing camel, and was rarely interested in the story Fan Xing told, and some joy flashed in his eyes.

He took out an elf ball from Fan Xing's waist, and summoned Pilaster, who looked up at the surrounding environment, and then urged his own strength to create some dry vines.

The demon fire red fox lit these vines, and a simple bonfire rose in front of them.

Pilast's huge paw tapped the elf ball lightly, and he went back. The demon fire red fox ignored him. He took out Fan Xing's backpack, took out some simple food from it, and built a simple one. Racks heat the food over a bonfire.

Soon the smell of food wafted out, Fan Xing finished the story and the fire-breathing camel sat down again contentedly, almost the doll saw this, took out the heated food and fed it to the fire-breathing camel.

Curls of smoke rose from the bonfire, blended together by the violent wind in the sky and the sandstorm.

Fan Xing's ears moved, he frowned, looked towards the sky, he heard a pleasant sound, the sound was very crisp, like a bell, but he knew the trouble behind the sound.

He felt that the sandstorm was a bit strange before, but now he was completely sure when he heard the sound. The sandstorm must be created by some elves, and he also understood what kind of elf it was after hearing the sound. It should be the attribute of Long Jia The desert dragonfly of the terrestrial system.

This kind of elf lives in the desert, and every time it hunts, it will trigger a sandstorm through the melodious sound produced by the flapping of its wings. It seems that their group has been regarded as prey by a desert dragonfly.

However, Fan Xing was not too worried. The two children were awakened by Fan Xing's sudden rise, and they looked at Fan Xing with sleepy eyes.

Fan Xing saw that their eyes were a little dazed, so he sat down again and held them in his arms and rubbed their hair. The light from the elf ball on his waist flashed, and Plaster was summoned by him. He gave an order, and the transparent and tiny mushroom spores enveloped the sky.

The crisp voice that reached their ears paused for a while, and then there were a few sounds of something falling to the ground in the air. The corners of Fan Xing's mouth curled up, hoping that those guys would retreat early after being taught a lesson by him, so as not to appear influence their course before his eyes.