All Stars Alone

The old patriarch felt a little bit of bitterness, he half smiled and half cried: "Oh, isn't there still one? It's not broken..."

"Jade Fusang is related to the survival of the entire Dragon Clan, but now there is only one branch left of Jade Fusang, and it will definitely not be able to support the next Dragon King Festival!" Mo Feng glanced at the blue-haired youth, hesitant to say: "Patriarch, Mo Yu and I think..."

The old patriarch's deeply sunken eyes trembled suddenly, and he nodded vigorously with the hand leaning on the kidnapper, and said, "No!"

"Patriarch!" The blue-haired youth, that is, Mo Yu, couldn't help persuading: "For the sake of the Dragon Clan, please let the patriarch put aside the grievances of the older generation, and ask Your Majesty to help!"

The old patriarch tapped the ground angrily with his crutches, and said in a low and hoarse voice full of helplessness: "It's not like you don't know that His Majesty and His Highness actually hate us in their hearts, otherwise they wouldn't even show up at the Dragon King Festival last time." What's more, His Majesty clearly drew a clear line of demarcation with the Dragon Clan when going through the formalities for the National Treasure's entry into the family, and since then, the well water will not interfere with the river water; moreover, His Majesty has repaid the kindness of helping each other back then, so how can we ask His Majesty for help whenever we have difficulties? reason?"

"But...", Mo Yu wanted to say something, but was stopped by Mo Feng, he said: "The patriarch is right, the problems of the Dragon Clan have to be solved by the Dragon Clan themselves, there is absolutely no reason to ask for help."

The old patriarch shook his head, and limped forward on crutches, leaving the old voice echoing in the ears of the two young people behind him: "Mo Feng Mo Yu, when More Mo Dian comes back, the four of you will go together Newcastle, find Mr. Cheng Xuanyu, the ancestor of the dragon clan."

"Just say, I invite him to drink tea, he will naturally know what to do when he hears this."

Mo Feng Moyu responded to this matter, and after sending the old patriarch back to his residence, he went back to the Dragon Clan Ancestral Hall to count.

The new year is approaching, and the Dragon Clan should be lively.

"Senior Brother Mo Yu, Senior Brother Mo Lei at the entrance of the Clan Guard is looking for you and wants you to go there!" Xiao Douding blushed and panted.

"Thank you Jiabao," Mo Yu patted Xiaodouding's head, and took out a candy from his pocket, "Don't run so fast next time, you know?"

Jia Bao took it with a smile, "Thank you, Brother Mo Yu!"

The Long nationality has always followed the ancient living traditions, without any electronic equipment, the residences for entertaining guests are equipped with interstellar modern furniture; and the residences of the Dragon people are generally wooden houses and bamboo courtyards, and the furniture is also made by old craftsmen of the tribe. made of pieces.

Under normal circumstances, the dragon clan will never activate electronic devices, and usually rely on people to notify them.

Mo Yu and Mo Feng greeted each other, and then went to the dragon population.

"Brother, Clare, the curator of the Imperial Museum, wants to see the patriarch," Mo Lei leaned over to him and explained the situation in a low voice when he saw Mo Yu, "It's almost the end of the year, and the clan doesn't accept outsiders; "Mo Lei scratched his head, "Senior Brother, you know that I am not smart enough, so I have to trouble Senior Brother to come here."

Mo Yu: "No trouble, brothers of the same clan should help each other."

After finishing speaking, he approached Claire and cut straight to the point: "Dear curator, the end of the year is approaching, and the curator must also know the tradition of the Dragon Clan. They don't welcome foreigners for a period of time after the new year; the curator must have very urgent and important This is why I came to Star Yuan on purpose, and since that's the case, I won't go around in circles."

He raised his eyes and looked directly into Claire's eyes, neither humble nor overbearing: "May I ask the curator what is the purpose of this trip?"

Behind Claire was a man in a black cloak, with only a pair of eyes exposed, and his gender and appearance were indistinguishable; but the man's eyes were too penetrating, and Mo Yu looked away after only one glance.

Claire wears gold-rimmed eyes, and her face is as paralyzed as a ten thousand-year-old iceberg. As soon as she opened her mouth, she hit the lifeblood of the dragon clan: "I have a way to make the jade hibiscus tree reappear in spring."

Mo Yu and Morei were startled together.

Mo Yu's face darkened slightly, "Jade hibiscus is flourishing, I don't know why the curator made such a statement?"

"If only one is left, it will be luxuriant?" Claire said with an expression on her face: "I don't have to cooperate with you, but I do have a way to revitalize this jade hibiscus. Between your thoughts."

Morey was a little excited, "Brother, Yu Fusang!"

Jade Fusang is an ancient tree that has been handed down by the dragon clan for thousands of years, and each branch symbolizes the fate of the dragon clan; now only the last branch of the Jade Fusang is withered, but Claire said that there is a way to bring the Jade Fusang back to life!

The matter is of great importance, and it is obviously not something they can decide on their own.

"Don't worry," Mo Yu said, "Take Director Claire to see the patriarch and let the patriarch decide."

Claire pointed to the person in the black cloak behind him, "He is the one who can revive Yufusang, and he needs to go with me to meet the patriarch."

Mo Yu frowned. Although he was very concerned about the identity of the man in the black cloak, he did not refuse Claire's request.

Asking Mo Lei to continue guarding the entrance of the clan, Mo Yu led Claire and the man in black cloak to the patriarch's residence.

Before the old patriarch took a sip of hot tea, he saw Mo Yu bringing two strangers towards him; he stroked his frosty beard, sighed, and continued to sip his hot tea.

"What should happen will still happen, but what shouldn't happen is inevitable." The old patriarch smacked his lips, "It's difficult, it's really difficult!"

"too difficult!"

As soon as he finished feeling, there was a knock on the door and Mo Yuzi's voice, "Patriarch, Director Clare visited and said that there is a way to cure Yufusang."

The old patriarch snorted.

Clare's heart is darker than that of a wild boar, so you can believe his nonsense!

The younger generation in the clan is indeed too young to understand some of these things.

He has to continue to carry this old bone.

Leaning on crutches, the old patriarch walked to the living room and said loudly, "Come in."

Mo Yu stood behind the old patriarch, while Claire and the man in black cloak sat opposite the old patriarch, with a cup of tea in front of each of them.

The old patriarch coughed and said, "I've got a bunch of old bones, I'm not very polite, please forgive me from the curator and this gentleman."

Claire: "The patriarch is serious. We were rude before, and we shouldn't have visited years ago; but this matter is of great importance, so we have to come."

"Oh?" The old patriarch frowned, "What's the big deal?"

Claire told about Yu Fusang.

The old patriarch laughed, "The branches and forks of the jade hibiscus in our clan are extremely dense. Just now I asked Mo Feng to prune them. Although the old man doesn't know where the curator got the news, but the dying ones Jade Fusang is obviously not a product of our dragon clan."

Mo Yu stood behind the old patriarch, listening to their patriarch's nonsense with a blank face.

"The origin of the dragon family is far-reaching, and it has been blessed by the ancestors of the past; no matter how bad it is, Yufusang will not be so miserable that there is only a tree fork left." The old patriarch stroked his beard, "I'm sorry, the curator may have come to the wrong place , the jade hibiscus of the dragon family is lush and green, and it is not withered like the curator said."

"Patriarch," it was not Claire who spoke, but the man in the black cloak sitting beside him, "I haven't seen you for a long time, you are still the same, you like to talk nonsense with your eyes closed."

"You..." Mo Yu had never seen someone so rude to the patriarch, and just wanted to speak out about this person, but was stopped by the old patriarch.

A gleam of light flashed through the old patriarch's turbid eyes, and he stared at the man in the black cloak closely, and his tone was a little excited: "Who are you?!"

"The patriarch," the man in the black cloak smiled and took off his cloak, revealing his true face covered by the brim of the hat, "it's me."

"It's you!", the old patriarch's face changed, and he stood up "crazyly", his rickety body trembling slightly, and his old voice revealed some inexplicable emotions: "Why are you still alive?!"

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Ancient earth planet, sea tomb area.

The sea breeze whizzed by, carrying a faint salty taste.

Qi Bai stood by the coast, watching the excavator armor slowly hoist a site from the bottom of the sea, and then transfer it to the previously set placement area.

Leonard stood behind Qi Bai at some point, holding a cup of hot water in his hand: "Speaker, drink more hot water."

Qi Bai's slightly heavy heart was immediately disturbed by Leonard's strange words.

"I'm not a woman, why drink so much hot water?"

Leonard is not good at words, he only said that drinking more hot water is good for your health.

Three black lines slid down Qi Bai's forehead: "...Where did you hear the theory?"

Leonard: "His Majesty the Emperor said."

Qi Bai: "..."

He knew this guy, but whenever he didn't know how to answer, he would throw the blame on the emperor.

"Speaker, drink hot water." Leonard handed the cup to Qi Bai, Qi Bai took it with a complicated mood, and took a few sips with a sullen face under the gaze of Leonard's loyal dog eyes.

As a result, Leonard asked him how it tasted.

Qi Bai: "...three points cold, seven points hot."

Leonard said seriously: "I will improve next time."

Qi Bai: "..."

I suspect you are ill.

After drinking a cup of hot water, the ruins have also been placed in a fixed storage area.

Qi Bai drank the last sip of water, stuffed the glass into his trousers pocket, "Go and see."

In the middle of the walk, suddenly there was no one behind him, Qi Bai looked back, and found that Leonard was still standing straight in his original position.

Qi Bai kicked the stone under his feet, walked back, and asked Leonard if he was okay.

Leonard remained silent, but his face blushed suspiciously, making Qi Bai who was standing beside him a little frightened.

Leonard usually doesn't blush, but Qi Bai remembers that the first time Leonard blush was on that heart-pounding night when he was disabled...

"You continue to stand, I'll go first." Qi Bai ran away immediately.

"Speaker!" Leonard chased after him.

Qi Bai walked towards the ruins without stopping, "I will do business first, and we will talk about private matters later."

"Speaker, wait a moment." Leonard stopped Qi Bai and pulled him to the reeds not far away.

Qi Bai's heart almost jumped out.

Reeds, reeds! ! !

Damn it! ! ! !

This is a place dedicated to field battles! !

Should Leonard be strong? ! ! ! !

屮屮屮! ! ! !

Leonard was completely unaware of Qi Bai's inner activities. He pulled Qi Bai into the reeds, took out a square object from his pocket, and stretched out his hands to pick up Qi Bai's pants under Qi Bai's shocked gaze.