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The two sides of this shelf are triangular in shape, and there is a horizontal bar on the top, which is used to hang the swing.

Final Yao prepared four bamboos of the same length and was drilling holes in them.He didn't have nails or bolts at hand, so he could only use rattan and mortise and tenon structures to connect the wood together.

Cut tenons and mortises at both ends of the smooth wood, and connect them according to the position of the wood. The final line triangular bracket uses two slightly thinner wooden boards. These four boards are the mortises of the top horizontal bar. connected together.The two-thirds position of the tripod bracket is also cut out with mortise holes, which are horizontally stuck between the triangular wooden boards.Final Yao was afraid that the mortise and tenon joints would not be tightly connected, so he used a stone hammer to drive in some thin wood slices with a thin front and wide back in places where the gaps were relatively large, and sawdust was used to cut mortise holes on the wood where the gaps were relatively small. Some of the wood slag from grinding was filled in.

He went back and forth a few times like this, although it was his first time doing it, but the airs that came out still looked good.

Final Yao set up the shelf and put it aside.Ready to make the swing seat.

Take out two thicker bamboos, and then take four thinner bamboos. Finally, punch a large hole on the side of the thick bamboo that is almost the same radius as the thin bamboo. Both thick bamboos have four holes that are the same. .In the final line, four thinner bamboos are inlaid.Thin bamboo is used as the body of the chair, and thick bamboo is used as the sides.

The last line cut out small rectangular holes on the side, and then stuck the bamboo strips prepared earlier in the morning into the side in a row.Finally, the reclining chair back is also made through the triangular structure.

After the swing chairs are finished, Mo Yao will connect the rattan and bamboo chairs together and hang them on the beams of the swing frame.

Made of bamboo swing.Final Yao clapped his hands, and sawdust fell from his hands to the ground.

The finished swing floats in the air, swaying with the breeze from time to time.Final Yao made a tactic with both hands, and shot a green light full of vitality towards the swing.On the originally bare swing frame, wisteria flowers are like a sea of ​​purple, hanging down, purple, pink, connected into one piece, too beautiful to behold.

The scent of bamboo mixed with rice wafts from the small kitchen.Zhong Yao went into the small kitchen and saw that the rice had already been steamed.He opened the lid of the steamer and lifted out three portions of rice in bamboo tubes with wooden tongs.

Opening one of them, Zhong Yao's eyes lit up.

The fragrance of glutinous rice blends with the fragrance of bamboo. Yellow corn kernels and red diced carrots make bamboo rice simple and monotonous.I took a bite into my mouth, and the sausage and rice seemed to be bouncing between the teeth, with a rich taste.

Great success!

The final yao happily picked up the rice in bamboo tubes and lifted them into the jade plate. Instead of going to the stone table, he took out a wooden table from the storage bag and placed it in front of the swing. The three rice tubes in bamboo tubes Also took advantage of the situation.

The green bamboo joints are placed on the white jade plate, and there are also bamboo chopsticks next to it, plus the fine nectar and jade liquid in the cup.The breeze swept away.The leaves are rustling, and the wisteria flowers are swinging their delicate petals, like small wind chimes.

Final Yao gave up his body and let Nuwa sit on the swing.

Fuxi dragged the qin and walked over, looking at the swing: "This is the swing mentioned by the final Yao, and it seems to be more suitable for Nuwa."

Nuwa sat firmly on the swing, moved her legs excitedly, and praised the final line: "Quick, little final line, how should I play this?"

Zhong Yao stood behind her and gently pushed Nuwa's back.The swing moved, and Nuwa's body also swayed.The breeze blew, and by the way, her skirt fluttered like a blooming flower, more delicate and beautiful than the wisteria flowers on the swing frame.

Fuxi looked at them with a smile, and suddenly took out a paintbrush that Zhong Yao had helped him cut at the beginning, and drew on the cloth.Soon, the swaying swing frame, the smiling young man in Tsing Yi behind the swing, and the girl with a bright smile all appeared on the fabric.

Nuwa and Final Yao also saw his movements, and Nuwa was dissatisfied: "This is wrong, what about you, why are we the only ones?"

Fuxi laughed, and was about to add a stroke to the side of the swing frame next to him, and just as the stroke fell, the sky above them was suddenly stained with blood.

Flying sand and rocks, dark clouds billowing, and a strange wind.

The three of them looked up to the sky at the same time, and a drop of bright red blood fell from above and hit the painting that Fuxi had just drawn.

However, no one noticed it at this time.

Candle Dragon suddenly descended to where they were. He seemed to have received an extremely severe impact. He couldn't even complete the flight. He could only transform into a human form and hit the ground fiercely.

In his arms, he was holding a little yellow dragon.

"What's going on? The Dragon Clan lost?" Zhong Yao stepped forward two steps and came to them, looking at the bloodstains all over his body, he didn't know where to start.

The current situation of Zhulong is really miserable.

His body seemed to have been scraped by thousands of knives, there was no good place, and his face was extremely pale, as if his last breath would be taken away at the next moment.

"Ahem." Zhulong wanted to speak, but a mouthful of blood gushed out of his chest first.

Nuwa sealed his wound, and Zhulong took a breath.

He opened his right hand, holding a golden dragon scale in it, shining brightly, in stark contrast to Zhulong's tragic state at this time.

He handed the dragon scales to the front of the final line, with faint tears flowing in his red eyes, he said angrily: "Luo Hu provoked a war between the three clans, Yuan Feng's cronies and traitors, Zu Long went to death brazenly in order to protect me and Ying Long escaped." , Yuan Feng Luo Fengpo fell, and Shi Qilin fled to Kunlun Mountains with his last breath to protect his heirs. However, many of the three tribes perished, and almost all of them died on Mount Sumeru. The seal of Mount Sumeru has obtained the Zhuxian sword sealed by the great god Pangu. The prehistoric world... is about to change."

Final Yao went to help him: "Don't get excited, I'll take you to heal your wounds."

"No." Zhulong held his last breath, grabbed his arm tightly, and burst into tears, "The reason why the Dragon Clan has suffered so much today is because we are too arrogant. Dragon Clan, we must also leave a way for them to survive."

"Zu Long said that you are a person of great wisdom. I have no choice but to escape here. Please, protect my dragon family. From now on, Ying Long and I will be driven by you." He was too emotional, and then A mouthful of blood spewed out from the wound that hit Nuwa's seal once.Zhulong's face became even paler, but he still watched the final line eagerly, hoping that it would agree.

Final Yao hesitated: "Heal your wounds first."

Zhulong was unwilling to let go, even though he knew that his behavior was extremely shameless at this time, but for the sake of the meager blood of the dragon clan, he still hoped that Zhong Yao would agree.

"Zhulong hereby swears that from now on, as long as the interests of the dragon clan are not harmed, then what the last line says will be obeyed."

Yinglong lifted the injured paw, which also drooped on the back of Zhulong's hand.

There was a sound of thunder in the sky, indicating that the oath between Zhulong and Yinglong was officially valid.

Since the oath of the prehistoric world is spoken, it must be fulfilled.

One person and one small dragon also looked over pitifully with pleading eyes, and finally Yao sighed, and took the scales: "I can't promise to fulfill your wish, the best way now is to let the dragon clan completely keep a low profile, and wait for the opportunity to talk about the birth of the world." thing."

"That's what Zulong said before it fell." Zhulong coughed, with a sad expression on his face, "He has sunk the Dragon Palace into the deep sea. Without the key in your hand, no one can open this palace."

When he and Ying Long can fight for such a merit for the Dragon Clan, that is the day when the Dragon Palace will be opened.

After fulfilling Zulong's entrustment, Zhulong relaxed, unable to resist the drowsiness caused by his blood-losing body, and fainted in front of the three of them.

In the end Yao's ear, there was a system voice:

[Complete the ancestral dragon commission, get the help of the dragon clan, prestige +1]

Zhongyao, Fuxi, and Nuwa helped them into the guest room, and couldn't help but sigh inwardly.

It seems that in the end, Zulong still left a way out for the last heir of the Dragon Clan.

It's a pity, I knew this earlier, why should it be in the first place.

On Mount Sumeru, the vegetation withered, and the sky was as black as ink.

The devilish aura on the top of the mountain was soaring to the sky. When the man in black in front of Yuanfeng stood in the darkness, the golden pattern between his brows became more dazzling, as if it was the only bright color here.

The western spiritual energy seemed to be attracted, and poured into Luo Hu's body.At the foot of Mount Sumeru, surrounded by demons, the sad wind is howling.

It's all because just now, Luo Hu made an oath to establish a demon sect, and to use the way of killing to prove the way.

The sky and the earth are connected together, and the sky is an ominous crimson, like a sea of ​​blood pouring down, about to drown the creatures of the prehistoric land.Countless creatures were terrified, their legs were bent, and they almost wanted to kneel under such power.

Final Yao looked at the blood-colored sky, and his eyes were stained with worry: "This is the Luo Hu that Zhulong said, and he seems to be a difficult character to get along with."

Next to him, Fuxi rarely took out the yarrow for divination. The more he did the divination, the more worried his eyebrows became. At the end, a mouthful of blood spewed out from his throat and fell on the yarrow in front of him.

"Brother!" Zhong Yao and Nu Wa rushed to support him.

Fuxi raised his hand to stop the two, with an unhappy look on his face: "The result is not very good. It's better for us not to get involved with this Rahu for the time being. However, according to the hexagrams, there is actually a turning point, so we just need to retreat quietly and get better."

What he didn't say was.This image of a turning point not only appeared on the prehistoric creatures, but also fell on Luo Hu.And that ray of life actually fell in Li Guang's field.

However, Fu Xi could no longer figure out who it was.

No matter what, he always wanted to protect his two relatives and prevent them from being harmed.

At this time, in the Zixiao Palace 33 days away, the white-haired and purple-clothed Taoist opened his eyes like torches, and the direction of his eyes was the Mount Sumeru where the devilish energy was soaring into the sky, and blood filled the sky.