I am the third prince of the dragon

Ao Luyi put the previous episode behind her and took Arman back to the hut.

Unloading the big gift bag, he piled the contents on the ground like a street stall.

The whole place here is the treasure of the genius of Jiuchongtian, which is full of brilliance and extraordinary view.Among them, the bird harp is the most eye-catching, inlaid with jewels, hardened gold and broken jade, and shiny silver strings stretched out in a colorful way...

"This one can't be moved." Ao Luyi pushed the tall guy to the corner of the wall, and blocked it with a dusty tapestry.

Arman's reluctant eyes lingered on those beautiful brilliance and lines, until they were covered under the rough gray blanket, and he had no choice but to turn to him in doubt.

Ao Luyi pointed at the bird konghou, and shook his finger seriously: "This one, don't move."

Arman nodded half-understanding, and Ao Luyi turned around and opened a beautiful small wooden box.

There were five snow-white porcelain bottles inside. Ao Luyi opened a bottle and looked at the plain black soil inside and twitched the corner of his mouth.

He shook his head, returning things to their original state.

Other things were also packed in highly ornamental wooden carved boxes, and he opened them one by one for inspection.

The phoenix phoenix tree given by the emperor is a unique long-lived sacred tree in the world, supporting the entire Wuyu Nine Heavens. The emperor only broke off a branch on the edge, but it is also a precious treasure.

However, Ao Luyi let out a long sigh.

He planted this branch, which is enough to change the luck of the entire sea area, and become the center of the spiritual energy transformation cycle, and this island will even become a paradise.

What is the emperor thinking?How long is he going to keep me here?

With a sigh, Ao Luyi put the phoenix phoenix tree into the treasure box.

When he was in a state of confusion, Alman next to him suddenly yelled, and pushed away a treasure box under him in horror.

The lid of the box jumped up, making a lot of noise.

"what's wrong?"

Ao Luyi quickly regained consciousness and looked at Arman.

The child seemed to be frightened by something, and quickly stepped back a few steps.

He had already guessed what it was, and laughed twice: "Don't be afraid, it's a good thing."

Ao Luyi opened the box, and a gust of cold air rushed to his face.

The box was filled with flocs, clusters of snow-white and silvery spider silk intertwined and twisted, forming cocoons the size of two fists in the middle.

The cocoon shell is not thick, and a living creature curled up under the spider silk can be clearly seen.

A metallic blue hard shell with a cold light came out from the thin silk, and suddenly a row of eyeballs the size of fingernails opened suddenly, and Ao Luyi was also taken aback.

"......"

This is Siluozhu, a kind of spider raised by Weaver Girls.

Siluozhu spits out almost invisible filaments, and they can weave a seamless cloak like clouds and clouds in the sky.

Ao Luyi closed the lid with a snap, and couldn't help thinking deeply about one thing.

He doesn't know how to weave at all, but when he was a child, he went to the Weaver Girl and cut dozens of newly woven cloth randomly, and even broke a loom...

This is probably the so-called retribution.

After thinking silently, Ao Luyi took out a bottle of Shennong soil as if resigned to his fate, walked to the edge of the balcony, and poured it down on the spot.

Arman followed out without knowing why, watching the black soil rustling from the mouth of the bottle and falling onto the sandy ground below.

He only poured out about half of the bottle, closed the cap, and looked down.

"Well, it should be enough..."

He scratched his head and visually measured the area below.

A small vegetable garden capable of many seeds, with exceptionally vigorous weeds where the edges meet the rock face.

He ran back, took out a bottle of poplar nectar, poured it in the palm of his hand, sprinkled it down, and recited the formula staggeringly.

Alman squatted down, his eyes widened, and he tried his best to squeeze his head out of the guardrail, looking down hard.

This piece of sand mixed with gravel is located between the reefs and rock walls by the sea. It is a land that is often shaded and shaded. A lot of tough, withered weeds grow on the edge of the rock.

The clumps of black mud lay quietly on the sand, and soon, Arman seemed to see that the gravel began to vibrate and roll around there as the center.

Like a low whirlwind blowing on the flat ground, the black soil collapsed and spread outward like a living thing, one by one it turned into fine shunts and spread outward, merging into the sand and gravel.

The crystal dew fell one by one, and Arman saw the wind holding up these small drops of water and swirling in the air.

It seems that a strange force field has gradually formed around here to separate other places from here. Arman felt that the wind blowing over his cheeks became moist and pleasant, and everything around him was surrounded in a gentle and gentle way. In a special force field.

The wind and air here seem to be different, warm but not hot, humid but not too humid, with a fresh breath, refreshing.

If Arman understands, he will know that there is a word called spring breeze.

He quickly saw the end result.

The sand is gradually changing its texture and state, as if it has been assimilated by the black soil, like a drop of ink dripping into the clear water.

When it almost spread to the edge, Arman's eyes widened in surprise.

Green grass buds began to rustle on the ground, they grew taller and taller, and the dry and yellowing weeds on the outermost edge changed even more amazingly.

The dry grass that is close to withering gradually turns green, as if it has absorbed enough water in one breath, and the grass stems and leaves become full.

They kept growing upwards, and soon became lush and lush. They continued to climb up the rock wall, and gradually became stronger and healthier...

They slowly rose up and grew to the balcony, densely drilled out of every gap, and the grass outside the fence also quickly swelled and surrounded the entire balcony.

Ao Luyi finally realized that he sprinkled too much poplar nectar, he listened dumbfounded to the ominous crunching sound under his feet.

"Too long??!"

These weeds frantically absorbed every ounce of nutrients, and exhausted all their strength to climb up. Finally, they succeeded in growing to about ten meters, and almost pierced through Ao Luyi's balcony.

Of course, this is also inseparable from the shoddy balcony construction process.

Ao Luyi jumped down immediately, cutting off the extremely tough grass roots that were almost as thick as ropes.

He cut two stubbles and found that the weeds were still growing, almost endlessly.

Ao Luyi had no choice but to turn over the whole piece of land and uproot them.

He stood on the soft and fertile black soil, looked at the occasional small grass stalks that kept popping up, and murmured dumbfoundedly: "How can this be done...."

The author has something to say: In the past two days, I have been binge-watching the documentaries of Deye Australian brother and naked survival in the wild (.). I really like watching this kind of wasteland survival theme. After watching it, I want to go back to my hometown and build a house:)

Tomorrow, I decided to force myself to have a third watch.

That's right, in order to increase the success rate, please everyone force me to threaten me in the comments, 'If you can't do it, I don't want you, cancel it and cancel it! 'some type of.

Let 'Nothing Mei' feel the pressure and panic, and had to turn on the computer and start typing like this.

Come on, everybody! !Don't let me go! !

——From the night-limited 'Fighting Plum'