Mountains and seas can be flat

On a stormy night with thunderstorms, countless yanfu flowers are still filled with hazy white light in the water mist, which is scattered even more hazy.Zifeng took Fang Zheng back to the platform covered with soft vines.

With nothing to do, Fang Zheng began to process the remaining wild boar meat.Using the set of jade vessels that Zifeng dug out from nowhere, he picked a few pieces of broken jade flakes as knives to cut the wild boar into small pieces.He almost did it with the mentality of killing time, the movements were trivial and meticulous.

"Why don't you use the Emperor Sword?" Zi Feng finally asked after looking at it for a long time.

"How can you use a butcher's knife to kill chickens?" Fang Zheng said something that Feng couldn't understand, "Besides, different knives are different instruments. There is a word for Yi, and the important thing is not only the result."

These strange words successfully whetted Zifeng's appetite: "What are you talking about?"

"Interesting stuff, listen?" Fang Zheng smiled, he was never one to sit still.Even though he was forced to be kidnapped by Zifeng and come to Jianmu this time, he still has the idea of ​​"struggling with the heart first".

Zi Feng hesitated and nodded lightly, Fang Zheng rolled his eyes, boldly tested the boundaries, pointed to the empty belly of the wild boar, "help me find something that can be filled with flavor, grass seeds, stems, for Not poisonous."

Will Zifeng listen to him?

Zifeng raised his brows, took a step forward, and his lips tightened, "You—" It seemed that Fang Zheng was dissatisfied with trying to instigate him, and if he had changed before, he might have started "tossing" Fang Zheng again.But this time Zifeng didn't really get angry, but after pondering, he really climbed down the platform, and brought back a bunch of plants that looked like pepper seeds bunches wetly.

Since Zifeng's body is invulnerable, it's no problem to get a little rain.Fang Zheng took the bunch of gray-brown grass seeds, broke open one and smelled it, and sure enough, a pungent fragrance rose from the tip of his nose.Fang Zheng cleaned them up with vine juice, stuffed them into the wild boar's belly, and told Zifeng "interesting things" while doing it.

"Why do you use a butcher's knife to kill chickens? It means that chickens are small and don't need such a big knife to cut them open. So I don't use the Emperor's Sword to cut wild meat. This Emperor's Sword is in the hands of Emperor Yao Yu, and it is the sword for protecting the country. He has the mission of a king, and the sword is for a sacred purpose. Those who cut these pieces of meat also have special people and knives called butchers, and the knives they use are more suitable for cutting meat."

As Fang Zheng expected, Zifeng immediately asked in confusion: "Specialist? Butcher? Why don't I know?"

"After the social division of labor matures, the functionaries that appear - the division of labor in each era is different, you can always understand this sentence. The more human society develops, the more it develops towards the fine division of labor... It can greatly improve efficiency, Bring a better life." Fang Zheng said a series of words that made Zifeng's face stunned, but Zifeng didn't interrupt, because he vaguely felt that there was some important information that he urgently needed to understand.

Fang Zheng continued: "The current big country with mountains and seas also has special functions, such as monarchs, warriors, and witch doctors. There are not many people, and they don't have to work by themselves, and they can enjoy offerings. But this division of labor and classes are very flat and simple. ..." Fang Zheng stared at Zifeng's increasingly tightened brows, and softened his voice, "After all, people's production capacity is very weak and depends on the environment and climate. It is not easy to barely make ends meet, and they cannot support too many other people. They are also subject to natural disasters or beasts from time to time. But if one person can produce food to feed ten people, then the remaining nine people can divide their labor to do other things, such as healing, fighting, building houses, making clothes, cultivating The offspring . . . will again benefit the producer."

Zifeng asked the question that has plagued mankind for thousands of years: "Why?"

——Why do people do extra things after filling their stomachs?This is the ultimate philosophical question.

Seeing Zifeng taking the bait step by step, Fang Zheng asked calmly, "Why do you think?"

Zifeng shrugged: "How do I know what the ants are thinking?" He asked hesitantly, "How did you... get here?"

What kind of division of labor after social progress is not a product of today's mountains and seas.Where did Fang Zheng come from so many strange sayings and stories.

Fang Zheng cunningly used questions to answer questions: "What about you? You don't need to run around to get food, and there are no natural enemies to defend against. How to spend these long years, have you never thought about it?"

Zifeng raised his chin proudly: "Of course I can do whatever I want."

"However, you who don't have a division of social functions, don't even know what 'fun' looks like." Fang Zheng shook his head, "The scenery in the world is indeed beautiful, and you can go to the ends of the earth to see it. Other than that?"

Zifeng smiled disdainfully: "You can also smash the ant nest, brother Zheng, you don't know how much fun it is to watch them run away, collapse and shout."

Unable to establish contact with the community, it is far different from people... People need to live in groups to raise their offspring, and to communicate with each other in order to resist danger, so human beings began to form settlements.Human life is short, accompanied by the joys and sorrows of birth, old age, sickness and death.Thus, the dragon beasts, who had lived for tens of thousands of years, discovered that these little guys would react so much when stimulated, so they began to destroy and plunder.Discover the most primitive fun in this interaction.

"Poor." Fang Zheng didn't wait for Zifeng to be irritated, and quickly said, "Tens of thousands of years of experience have given this little fun. And it stops here-isn't it pitiful?"

These words stopped the veiny Zifeng in place. He struggled to refute Fang Zheng, and almost used violence, but there seemed to be invisible power in Fang Zheng's clear eyes, nailing him in place, his fingers trembling slightly .He wanted to stop Shang Zheng's mouth, but also wanted to hear him continue.

Fang Zheng also gradually raised a speculation about why Zifeng's mind was still eroded by the blood of dragon beasts even though he had human memories.Because in a sense, Zifeng's life as a human being is much more painful than that of ordinary people.Even though Fang Zheng gave him irreplaceable warmth, it was more like a life-saving straw for Zifeng than the foundation for shaping his mind and interests.At the very beginning...

"Yi Jun left early." Fang Zheng asked abruptly.

"When I was six years old—" Zifeng didn't react, the ending stopped abruptly, and the memories about his childhood were indeed rather vague.He remembered the enlightenment and skills of archery and stabbing.But at that time, Yijun was already an old man after injury, and his body and spirit were no longer in the period of complete victory.

Moreover, in a sense, Hou Yi, who has been fighting all his life and overcoming obstacles, is indeed more self-sufficient in life.In his last days, he lived in seclusion in a remote mountain in Xunxun.The influence it can bring to a young child on the "pleasure of human social relations" is really limited.

Zifeng's happiest childhood childhood was growing up in the natural mountains.Then he was selected into the Yuqiang camp, and began the inhuman selection training, with nine deaths and one life until the end.Then at a young age, he began to perform bloody missions everywhere... until he met Fang Zheng when he was 14 years old, but at that time, he was accompanied by deception and disguise...

For Zifeng, the happy memories of being a "human" in this life are really not many.

So it gave Zifeng the illusion that it should be like this, living alone in the world forever.

"What did Jun Yi tell you?"

Fang Zheng pretended to ask casually, while filling the wild boar with spices, soaked it in a jade bowl, and began to "pickle", covering up the flash of joy in his eyes - he originally thought that Zifeng belonged to humans That part has been sealed forever, and Zifeng is still willing to recall Yi Jun, which is a hopeful signal.

Zifeng hesitated and finished the second half of the sentence: "...When I was six years old, my master told me to get along well with animals."

That's all, it doesn't say how to get along with people.Yi Jun's reputation is too strong, his ability is too strong, and he can live in the world without deliberately getting along with others.

"Why? Do you remember?" Fang Zheng stepped forward to test again.

Zifeng frowned more and more, and pressed his temple: "A little bit... What I said at the beginning was grass."

"Grass?"

Zifeng pressed his head and recalled intermittently: "...grass leaves...they are very weak, insects and birds will eat them, and they will also be eaten by deer or cattle and sheep. Tigers and crocodiles will eat deer again, and giant pythons and gu eagles will eat them. Tigers, leopards, dragons and beasts can eat giant pythons and ostriches. The corpses will also turn into mud and be absorbed by grass blades."

This law of natural circulation was instilled in Zifeng by Yi Jun long ago.This makes Zifeng always have a beast-like natural and keen intuition in confrontation.

Of course, it also reminded Fang Zheng of the imam ants seen on the jade carving.Huaxu people are smart and understand the principle of this cycle, so they use ants to kill dragon beasts.

In his memories, Zifeng looked calm and did not explode into anger.Fang Zheng secretly breathed a sigh of relief, it seems that Jianmu is really suitable for Zifeng to calm his mind.Fang Zheng used his brain, is there any special secreted breath in Jianmu?The fruit of the three-bead tree that Qixi mentioned before has a similar effect?

"Then when you were young..." Fang Zheng digs further into the warm fragments left in Zifeng's memory. "Are you playing with those leopards?"

Zifeng nodded blankly, his voice lowered unknowingly, "There are piebald leopards and copper coin leopards in the first copper mountain, and the biggest one is the Aiye leopard. At first, it refused to get close to me, and beat me many times. "

Zifeng, who was still half a boy, fought with the cheetah with its brilliant golden streamlined fur in the light, buried his face in its fluffy and soft back, and rode it to jump and gallop among the mountains.

Later on, the new little Ai Yebao also curled up in Zifeng's arms, licking his cheek reluctantly.

When taming the beast in the first copper mountain, the proud beast king lowered his head from the slope, and let Zifeng stroke the top of his head.

Zifeng's expression became paler and paler, and he was on the verge of anger—they all died, in the conspiracy, strife and war, the big Ai Yebao died at the mouth of the big Qinglong, the little Ai Yebao died at the hands of Feng Yi, and the hideous death at the hands of Feng Yi. The slaughter of giant pythons...the root cause is all blamed on human beings.

"Kill all the ants, and you can avenge them. Animals have friendship, but humans don't." Zifeng came to the opposite conclusion simply and rudely, and looked at Fang Zheng provocatively.

Fang Zheng didn't refute, and followed his words softly: "They can't come back for revenge. Why don't I accompany you to Shoutong Mountain and find another one. Now that you have power, they will never die again .”

Zifeng was startled, and murmured: "You...accompany me? Don't you...want to kill me?" He bent down, the bright red in his pupils began to crazily change into pitch-black shadows again, he shook desperately Head, teeth clucking.

"In any case, we have experienced wind and rain together." Fang Zheng approached gently with half truth and half falsehood: "Xiaofeng, I don't want to see you alone."

"Brother Zheng..." These words were like spring rain soaking into Zifeng's firm and cold heart. He trembled all over his body for a moment, welcoming the feeling in his body that suddenly burst like a bank, those warm feelings that he thought had dissipated, Worthy, hopeful, and no longer touched... It turns out that it really happened.Zifeng had difficulty breathing, and squatted with his head in his arms, sobbing, restless and sad.

"My head hurts..." Zifeng staggered half-kneeling on the ground. In the ancient memory he inherited, there were many fragments hidden in the white mist, but at this moment, intermittent images vaguely emerged:

Among the towering high hills filled with mist, the huge ancient dragon beast has lived for tens of millions of years, and its life is about to come to an end.It already felt the heat of burning within its body—the final death method: dragon burning.Most drakes breathe fire, and at the end of their lives, these internal fires will burn their bodies into sunset-like colors.

Long burning is a long process, and it may be a hundred years before it finally dissipates in the wind.At this moment, it is just an old man in his twilight years, cruising among the green onion mountains, lethargic and light sleep, just after laying down his huge head, he felt the movement not far away and woke up.

It saw a very small monkey.It was probably a female with a baby monkey in her arms.The monkey's hair is extremely sparse, and it is even covered with flower and leaf decorations on its body.

The "mother monkey" stared blankly at the giant beast as tall as a mountain in front of her in bewilderment, as if she was too shocked to move, and forgot to be afraid and run away. Tentatively approached.

The dragon beast looked at her black hair fluttering in the wind, with little flowers tied on it.Such a tiny thing is as fragile as the flowers on her head.Even the gap between the teeth is not enough for it to plug.

The dragon beast didn't chase her away, nor did it kill her. It let her approach, just like watching a dandelion float onto itself.Listening to her unintentional voice, gradually there are melody ups and downs - she is watching it sing, pure natural voice.

That may be the first contact between ancient humans and dragon beasts.In the beginning, the human race was just a little flower that could sing to the giant beast.They have no malice, and are even afraid that the giant claws will hold them badly.

That was the original "Flower and Dragon".

She often comes to see him, with her cubs.Sit on its beard, sweep the dust off its face, and sing nice songs.In a short time, her hair turned white, and her cub was taller than she was.

For the dragon beast, it was only a short time.It just slept a few times.She disappeared.Never came again.Her slender pup came twice and was never seen again.

It was a little sad, and after a while, the dragon beast gradually understood that it must be "forgotten".

To be forgotten, to live alone, to throw oneself into the great war, to fight...until death.

This dragon beast finally burned out, but more dragon beasts, and more Xiaohua, began to contact.There are more and more of these little flowers, and the dragon beasts see their strength and advantages, and they are angry and want to fight. Why are these weak guys so united, and why can the intergenerational reproduction of the ethnic group be so powerful? So smoothly, there are even strange rituals, inheriting the "culture" they don't understand, and offering sacrifices to ancestors who have passed away long ago.

And the dragon beasts lived for more than ten thousand years, and after the dragon was burned, they disappeared into the world without a trace.

Then there was a terrible change, they destroyed the human settlements, captured the human beings to enslave, and after a long confrontation, they were struck back again, and ended in extinction.

Maybe at first, I just wanted to be remembered.

The scenery in front of Zifeng's eyes was changing, and he already knew about the war, plunder and subsequent calculations.But it was the first time for him to see these things farther before, before everything was broken...

Zifeng, whose consciousness fell into madness, suddenly stopped Fang Zheng, and he suddenly threw himself into Fang Zheng's arms, hugging him tightly.As if infected by the loneliness, reluctance and melancholy, Zifeng buried his face in Fang Zheng's arms, and his movements conveyed such appeals——

Don't go, don't leave me, don't forget me, don't let me live here alone.

Fang Zheng was stunned for a moment, and Zifeng's sudden dependence was a surprise.Of course acting must be perfect.In fact, at this time, there was also some emotion mixed with fake play, he immediately hugged Zifeng tightly like a conditioned reflex, and released words of peace of mind: "I will be with you."

Zifeng bargained like a child, arrogant and unreasonable but asking for tolerance.

"You want to kill me."

"No, how could I hurt you."

"You don't want to give birth to me."

"I do, I'm yours."

"You are not happy that I tied you here."

"You can protect me, I feel at ease."

Zifeng remained silent for a while, hugging Fang Zheng out of breath. His defenses seemed to have thawed. Although he was not sure whether he had restored human emotions or inspired the expression of dragon and beast emotions, Fang Zheng had to If you want this precious kindling, take good care of it.

"I killed a lot of people, you hate me." Zifeng gave up on himself, while duplicity buried his head in Fang Zheng's arms even tighter. "Brother Zheng, you have all the sacred beasts that were used to settle the lawsuit in the Yu Dynasty. If I didn't have the strength, you would have bound me back and ordered me to pay for my life. Am I wrong?"

"From the perspective of the contract norms of human society, I should do this." Fang Zhengchang sighed, "You killed a lot of people." Fang Zheng changed the subject, "But——is my heart really Is it made of iron?"

That was a sentence that Zifeng asked him a long time ago.

"Will you let me go?" Zifeng smirked, "Then Brother Zheng won't be a wise leader?"

Fang Zheng pressed his heart, where it always twitched from time to time because of the deep pain.But Zifeng seemed unable to empathize with how sad he would be, and repeatedly smashed his hopes in the most indifferent tone.This time, he couldn't miss the opportunity again.

"I can only do what is right in my position." Fang Zhengdao, "If Emperor Yao Yu's father killed someone, do you know how he would deal with it?"

Zifeng wondered: "I don't remember that Emperor Yao Yu's father killed anyone, at least he didn't make it public."

"It's just a hypothesis." This is actually an argument used to refer to morality in later generations of "Mencius".Fang Zheng simplified and told Zifeng, "Emperor Yao Yu is the son of heaven, Gao Tao is his minister in charge of the criminal law, and Gu Sou is the father of Emperor Yao Yu. If he kills someone, Gao Tao will sentence his father to pay with his life. Emperor Yao Yu affirmed Gao Tao's verdict, but he did not carry it out, but chose to abandon the position of emperor, and secretly carried his father behind his back to a place where the law could not control, as if he had never been an emperor."

Zifeng raised his face, there was always a kind of magic in Fang Zheng's stories, which attracted him to listen, "Why? You did something wrong, why didn't you kill him?"

"Because Emperor Yao Yu is his father's son. The relationship between father and son is an innate family relationship. Once you have people and a family, you will gradually have a country and law. It is an acquired human relationship. Human strength is very weak. Those who can be trusted and relied on are blood relatives. If a mistake is made, the parents and children will kill the relatives righteously, and then the foundation of the human clan will no longer exist. No matter how many mistakes are made, in order to live with each other, they will unconditionally forgive, support and take care of each other. That's why ancient humans have survived to this day."

"But I have no blood relationship with you." Zifeng frowned, "I'm not from your clan either."

"I have been loved and taken care of unconditionally." Fang Zheng noticed that Zifeng had relaxed a lot, and he got out a hand to gently stroke Zifeng's cheek, looking seriously into his eyes. People who I have no blood relationship treat me very well. ——Like, it’s a very good thing, and you don’t need too many reasons. So I treat you..."

With such a disguise, Fang Zheng himself couldn't tell the truth from the fake.If Zifeng can be appeased and not go out and commit murders, he must wear such a mask, and then he will pretend to be until his death.Let the Chinese live away from danger...

While Zifeng was warmed by these words, he also felt curiosity and jealousy that he didn't understand, "When you were young? Like it?"

"It's not what you think... There are many kinds of human emotions, which are very complicated. He is my adoptive father."

Fang Zheng once told Zifeng that his relatives are above the stars.Zifeng restrained his needless jealousy, but the ripples in his heart did not disappear.

Zifeng's body was heating up, it was the first time in these days, he didn't do it out of tossing or playing for the fun of watching the opponent collapse.Possessiveness made his heart full, soft and sore, wanting to be intimate and loving.His brother Zheng's gentle voice, kind words, and warm body all became vivid in his memory.Zifeng is surrounded by the emotional vortex, this feeling is really comfortable... Human, as a person...

"You are mine." Zifeng recalled Fang Zheng's words just now, but his hands and feet were clumsy and even slightly trembling.He began to take off Fang Zheng's clothes, Fang Zheng did not resist, and even cooperated very well.Zifeng's movements changed from rough to gentle.

On a rainy night, the Yanfu flowers trembled on the branches, and large halos with water stains formed a sky ladder full of night lights in the rain.In the towering Jianmu, in the cave of narrow branches covered with vines, two flowers sway with the wind, gently overlapping.

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"This is weak water."

There is a large area of ​​water around Jianmu. This kind of water is very light, and it looks like nothing in the hand.But he couldn't swim, and he couldn't row a boat.Because the density of water is too light, even a goose feather cannot float up.

A total of 63 Flying Badger teams arrived at Ruoshui on time. After waiting for two days, another thirteen teams reunited. Each team lost more than half of them, and those who survived were also suffering from various injuries.Even so, when Peng Meng gathered the remaining two hundred people, they still looked like a powerful new force.

"1 people set off. You are the only ones here. We mourn for our comrades. They did not sacrifice needlessly."

Peng Meng pointed to the opposite side, the huge building towered into the sky, even if the weak water was hundreds of feet in diameter, the visual effect was still shocking.

"Here is the greatest threat in the world, not only the [-] people in Xia Zhu, but the entire world is at stake."

"We have to get rid of him. What the Huaxu people could do in the past, we can do now." Peng Meng turned the small pot in his hand.

"How do we get there?" The fighters of the Flying Badger sighed looking at the white water surface, but there was nothing on it, not even a blade of grass or a small fish.Can't even swim.

Pang Meng ordered people to patrol the waterside, "It is said that there are huge fish bones in the weak water that cannot be swam. It is the only way to get through."

This fish is extinct, and in its day, it was the only large fish that could survive in weak water.Usually can grow to about ten meters.Its bones are as light as nothing, and its body looks huge, with empty pores in the middle.They were once made into boats by the Huaxu people.

"If there is only one left. It should have been used."

Pang Meng guessed right, a "fish boat" had already been used by Zifeng. When he brought the unconscious Fang Zheng to Jianmu, he took the "fish boat" to cross the weak water and left it beside Jianmu.

The outer skeleton of the "fish boat" presents an elliptical and streamlined edge, surrounded by several overly long bony spurs. The head of the skeleton outline has blade-shaped occlusal teeth, which are shaped like shark teeth of later generations.

"If there's more left, we can use it."

The Flying Badger warriors searched for a long time in the weak water, but found no other intact fishing boats, only found some damaged bone fragments. Although they could float in the water, they were too small.Back then, the Huaxu people did make many boats out of fish bones, but only one of them has survived until now, and the others have rotted away.

"Forget it, I expected this to happen. Find a way to lure him out." Pang Meng ordered.

Weak water cannot swim, and Jianmu is a fortress island, which forms its own ecosystem.The dreadfully extinct imam ants were not brought to Jianmu either.Pengmeng's strategy can't be used there either, if you don't lure Zifeng out, you can't do anything.

The torrential rain continued, and the rainwater was heavier than the weak water. The water droplets fell into the weak water and sank like oval pebbles.The Flying Badger Army did not start the fire, and their robes were soaked with water.

"What is that!?" Someone exclaimed.

"God..."

They saw Bingfeng Jinlong coiled by the weak water, their two bodies coiled together, seemed to be taking a nap.The tail dipped into the water, and the body was as huge as a hill in the darkness.

"The Chinese one—" A haze flashed in Pangmeng's eyes.

This is also the target that must be eradicated, but the original plan was postponed.An accident happened to the Chinese people, and both the king of Yuyi and the leaders of the Chinese people disappeared.Xia Zhu naturally wanted to take advantage of the fire to loot.But they thought that the two golden dragons would guard the Qinglongling valley.There are no imam ants there, so I dare not act rashly.

Pang Meng suffocated for breath, and then a distorted smile appeared——

"It's easier this time."

He took out the jar and stuffed it to his most loyal subordinate, "Scatter this thing under its scales."

If you can't kill Lian Zifeng, you can kill this one.

He doesn't do it himself, after all, this old life is still very precious.

The elite flying badgers who took over the jar were very conscious of sacrifice.He slowly approached and sealed Jinlong in the dark, knowing that he was going to die resolutely, halfway through, Jinlong woke up.Their huge double heads, as in legends, lifted up into the air, overlooking this little mortal.

Seeing that the mission could not be completed, the soldier yelled and ran forward.The dragon scales couldn't be shot through, so he had to use his hands to break open a small gap, and pour the imam ant corpses in the jar into the gap.

It would be even better if he was swallowed by this golden dragon.The imam ants will follow the smell and get into the golden dragon's body.

The soldier ran extremely smoothly, secretly wondering why the imagined attack did not come.Jin Long just looked at him silently in the air, with a hint of curiosity, as if he didn't understand what this guy was doing.Because of Fang Zheng, they are still in the infancy of dragon beasts, and they don't dislike humans.

However, the murderous aura on the warrior was still belatedly sensed by the golden dragon, and he saw the other party throwing a pot towards them.The moment before he approached, the two golden dragons avoided the weak water beside them. Their huge bodies were buried in the water, and the huge shadow under the water gradually moved away and moved towards Jianmu.

All the while, none of them harmed the soldier.Even if it has murderous intent, just avoid it.They do not yet have any sense of hostility.

The soldier stood by the water blankly, he didn't know how much powder in the tank had been sprinkled on the golden dragon just now, he was extremely surprised that he survived.Unlike Lian Zifeng's awakened blood, this is a real dragon, why doesn't it attack humans?

Also, you can't swim in this weak water, did the two golden dragons sink?Then why do you gradually dive far under the water?

Among the twigs where Fang Zheng was, he could glimpse huge tree roots like mountains from the gap, and beyond his sight, there was a vast expanse of white waterline.Whether it was a towering building or a vast stretch of weak water, he could only see a small piece even in the daytime with sufficient light.

In the dark, thunderstorms covered the sky, and it was impossible to see anything clearly.Although Fang Zheng was in the tree trunk that sheltered from the wind and rain, he was soaked through and still hurt.

Still, it's good pain.He managed to soften Zifeng a bit.Zifeng was sleeping in his arms at the moment, this was the first time in a long time, before Zifeng would leave immediately after finishing work, and would not wait for Fang Zheng to recover his strength.If Zifeng is really asleep, it means that he has put down his guard against Fang Zheng.Although his body is invulnerable, Fang Zheng has the Chonghua sword made of obsidian, which can still hurt him a little.

Fang Zheng didn't hear the call of the Bingfeng Jinlong in the past two days. The weak water is too wide, and their two pairs of new white wings have just grown, which may not be enough to support their huge bodies to fly across such a wide water surface.Although the two little guys can swim, they cannot swim in weak water.

Fang Zheng wanted to get up quietly, but just as he pushed Zifeng's head away, he was immediately hugged tightly by him again, unable to break free at all.Fang Zheng lowered his head and saw Zifeng opened his bright red eyes.It turned out that Zifeng was not asleep.

"Brother Zheng, don't run, I will know."

"No, I just want to drink some water..." Fang Zheng said quickly.

Zifeng tore off the vine above Fang Zheng's head, and a large amount of clear and sweet juice immediately flowed from the cut, pouring on his cheeks and ears. "Don't you know how to drink water these days? Besides, just now—"

Fang Zheng rarely blushed, so he had to say: "I'm not used to it, I still want to get the cup over there..."

"People's things, trouble." Even so, Zifeng got up and got a jade cup and handed it to Fang Zheng.Zifeng can find a set of utensils, and Ren Fangzheng has made great progress in studying how to cook and marinate meat.

"Brother Zheng, I'm going to sleep." Zifeng looked at him eagerly.

Fang Zhengchi asked: "Do you have to hug me to sleep?"

"Yes."

What a quirk.Fang Zheng thought, when he was torturing him before, he just left after finishing the work.But Zifeng seemed to have regained a little tenderness just now.Perhaps it will also restore the way "Lian Feng" used to sleep with his brother Zheng in his arms in Qinglongling valley.

Fang Zheng had no choice but to lie down again, and Ren Zifeng put his head in his arms and put his wrist around his waist, using him as a half-human cushion.Fang Zheng couldn't sleep, he heard the sound of wind and rain, and suddenly caught a glimpse of a spark in the distance, which seemed to be on the surface of weak water.

how can that be possible?It is impossible to swim in weak water, especially in such a heavy rain...

Fang Zheng's eyes widened suddenly, a speculation gradually rose in his heart, and his heart beat violently.

At the same time, Zifeng opened his eyes again, his ears pricked up, and his brows became more and more wrinkled. He got off Fang Zheng's body, came to the edge of the tree hole, and looked down coldly into the distance.

Fang Zheng's vision is better than that of ordinary people, and he guessed that Zifeng can also see things that ordinary people cannot see.Fang Zheng vaguely saw a huge thing moving quickly in the weak water in the rainstorm, gradually approaching Jianmu.

"How is it possible..." Zifeng murmured in disgust.

"Rainwater." Fang Zheng whispered, and the speculation in his mind became clear, "The rainwater that fell in the sky came from the normal water cycle. They fell into the weak water, although it was heavier than the weak water, and sank below. But there is so much rain, Just below the weak water, the normal water surface is gathered—so, the bottom of this weak water is buoyant and can be dived.”

And Fenglong brought a huge amount of rainwater, which was finally enough for them to swim in the weak waters of the lower waters.The spark just now was a small fire coming out of the water to exchange some air, bringing out a ball of fire.

Fang Zheng saw Zifeng climb to a certain place on the branch of Jianmu in two or three steps, and when he came back—Fang Zheng's heart tightened, he saw Zifeng holding the red bow of hibiscus wood.Zifeng had already tied a brown string on it.

"The strings are not good enough." Zifeng said coldly, "The dragon's tendon has been pulled, so I can just make strings for it."

"Don't!" Fang Zheng said tremblingly, "When the daggers were stuck in your heart, they healed your wounds, and they were wrapped around your heart for a long time before you could save your life—"

"You're wrong, Brother Zheng." Zifeng said, "That's not healing, it's suppressing the same blood. Without them, I can wake up earlier."

Fang Zheng's heart sank. Indeed, the first time Zifeng became unconscious, his strength soared, and his behavior was no different from that of a beast, was when the two little golden snakes left the dagger in his heart.

"Brother Zheng, I didn't want to meet them before because I knew that meeting is life and death. Long, one is enough."

Fang Zheng shook his head desperately: "No, it's not necessary. You are not enemies. You really don't need to—"

"It is here to take you away. Based on this, it is my enemy." Zifeng sharpened the arrow on the stone a few times, but the hibiscus wood arrow was so perfect that no additional polishing was needed at all. The wood is smooth as if oiled.

Fang Zheng hurriedly said: "It's not an enemy. Come with me. If I say to accompany you, I won't break my promise. We don't have to stay on Jianmu all the time. We can go to various places and see various scenery together... I Accompany you, you also accompany me...isn't that good?"

"Hmph, that sounds nice." Zifeng said, "You are the leader of the Chinese clan when you go back. I don't know what you do all day long? What about me? Who in this world can let go of it?" Me? Besides here, where is my shelter? Unless I kill them all. I don't mind, and I can do it, will you?"

"No." Fang Zheng held Zifeng's hand playing with the bow and arrow, "I will protect you, and I will not let others hurt you. Of course, you should not hurt others. As long as you are a normal person."

Zifeng smiled, and said contemptuously, "I don't need your protection. I can—"

"Kill everyone. It's not the only solution." Fang Zheng glanced sideways at the shadow of the giant beast getting bigger and bigger, "The protection I mean means that in the 'rules of people', they dare not hurt you protection. That way, you can live with me. We—"

"Brother Zheng, this is just your wishful thinking." Zifeng raised his eyebrows and said disdainfully, "You have the final say on your territory. What about the king of Yuyi? What about the king of Xiazhu? Impossible, they won't listen to you Yes. On the contrary, you actually cooperated with them and set up an ambush to hurt me!"

"Because you weren't with me at that time!" Fang Zheng roared: "If they don't listen to me, then let the world become my territory!"

Zi Feng stared at Fang Zheng in surprise