Hey!Long Jun, please wait a moment

Xiao You walked over quickly, and asked worriedly, "What's wrong with you?"

Ao Yi kept raising his hands to cover his eyes, and said in a low voice, "Ash fell from my eyes."

"Hey~ This place is like this. When it rains, there is water everywhere, and when it doesn't rain, there is dust everywhere!" Rong Ji complained bluntly, and hurriedly took off the water bag, just about to help the prince wash his eyes, but Xiao You took the water bag past.

"I'll take care of him. Hurry up and search around here, it should be Zhilian." After Xiao You gave instructions, he led Ao Yi to go back.

"Okay! Prince, take a break and watch me turn this muddy pond upside down!" Rong Ji rolled up his sleeves and walked like the wind, preparing to fight the stinky mud for [-] rounds.

Xiao You took Ao Yi by the hand, went back to the extremely simple temporary wooden house, and asked him to sit down.

Ao Yi lowered his head and kept his eyes tightly covered, his shoulders trembled slightly.

Xiao You let out a long sigh, unscrewed the water bag, and said softly, "It's just you and me here, come on, wash up quickly, the good-looking prince has become like this, Uncle Ji will feel very distressed when he sees it."

"..." Ao Yi tried his best to endure the outburst of emotions, and refused to look up.

"Zhilian has found it, no matter how much it is, take it back to the holy lake, and give it to the priest of the tower, let him watch the medicine, hoping to cure Kangdi and Uncle Ji's body." Xiao You didn't force it, he stood next to Ao Yi, hesitating After a while, he still put his arms around the other person's shoulders, comforting himself: I am comforting him.

"..." Ao Yi trembled violently and clenched his teeth. He knew he was losing his composure and was embarrassed, but he just couldn't control it—since the dragon's accident, he hadn't had a solid sleep. Yan Ming felt internally hurt from holding back alone.

What is wrong with me?Why are you so sad?

Xiao You probably knew the answer to this question, because he had awakened early, but he couldn't believe it, and found it ridiculous—how could that be possible?I watched him grow up and watched him for so long, how is that possible?

"Is your eyes sore? It's all because it's too dry, and I've eaten a lot of ashes." Xiao You avoided the serious and talked nonsense. He knew Ao Yi very well and knew what the other person was thinking.

"En." Ao Yi reluctantly responded.

Xiao You handed the water bag over, and persuaded in a good voice: "Then you wash it yourself? The mud on your face, isn't it uncomfortable?"

"Yeah." Ao Yi took the water bag, still covered his eyes with one hand, and didn't adjust his breathing well.

Xiao You had no choice but to get up and said, "Clean it up yourself, I'll go out and have a look." After walking two steps, Xiao You turned back again, and finally advised a few words: "Don't think about it, it was an accident, it wasn't anyone's fault, you How can you go home like this? Uncle Ji must be worried, he is already worried, you should think about his body more."

After finishing speaking, Xiao You gently closed the door and left.

After being alone for a while, Ao Yi let out a long breath, exposed his red eyes, poured clean water from the water bag, and washed away the mud around his eyes.

Why on earth am I so sad?

Ao Yi thought hard, and sat absent-mindedly—finding Zhilian was not a relief for him, but even more irritated and uncomfortable.

At noon the next day, Xitu led the guards of the holy lake to arrive. They gathered all three races of orcs, sea, land and air. They all scrambled in the southeast corner of the Crocodile Valley. They were so busy that they found many Zhilians one after another.

On the morning of the fifth day, it snowed.

Ao Yi woke up from the tree house, opened the window, stared blankly, and let the cold snowflakes float in.He has become much thinner, with sharp eyebrows and starry eyes, tight lips, and a handsome profile.

"Yi'er, why are you in a daze?" Xitu strode in and closed the window with a "snap". He is much older and always takes care of his younger brother habitually: "Hurry up and put on your clothes. The land is not as cold as the bottom of the sea. Eat pheasant meat this morning, your favorite when you were a child, we will go home when we are full."

Ao Yihun's chaotic mind finally turned a little bit: "Go, go home?"

Xitu dexterously helped the other party put on his clothes, and pushed him outside: "Ah, you've been out for more than a month, and you still haven't come home?"

"But--"

"But what is it!" Xitu stared fiercely, showing majesty, and said firmly in a deep voice: "The dragon fruit was brought back, and Zhilian was also found. Now it's snowing, why don't you go back?"

Ao Yi said nothing.

"Ah~" Xitu said regretfully, "I've heard about Ao Xuan. The landslide is the wrath of the mountain god, and no one is capable of stopping it. Thanks to your vigilance that day, otherwise if you also... what should we do! Think Open up, ah, the world is impermanent, people have misfortunes and blessings, the dead will have their own gods to take care of them, and those who are alive should live well."

Ao Yi couldn't let it go, but he didn't want his brother to worry, so he had to change the subject and said: "Brother Tu, Zhilian has been sent back to the holy lake, and I don't know how the priest of the tower will deal with it. I hope Kangdi can get better."

Xitu held Ao Yi's shoulders, worried: "Before I left home, the priest of the tower arrived early. He used soup to make Kang'er fall asleep—but how can I sleep all day long? It's still not a solution. I also hope that Zhilian can It works. If it really works, if Ao Xuan’s family finds Sicily in the future, we will definitely treat them as honored guests, benefactors, and repay them well!”

Ao Xuan's family came to Sicily?

But his body is still buried under several mountains and cannot be dug out. His family...

Ao Yi took a deep breath quietly, feeling extremely uncomfortable in his heart, and really couldn't think about it.

After eating, Xitu really urged to go home, Xiao You heaved a sigh of relief, and immediately obeyed his brother's wishes, Rong Jirong looked at the expression of the prince, secretly packed his bags quickly, and looked at him with pleading eyes. Xitu, just count on him to help persuade.

Is there anything Xitu doesn't understand?He walked over, patted Ao Yi's shoulder, and coaxed him boldly and intimately: "Go back, huh? My parents, Kang'er, your parents, Rurui, Rongge and the others are all waiting, and I won't go back again. How worried are the elders?"

Ao Yi couldn't refuse, his head seemed to weigh a thousand catties, and he nodded a little.

"Okay! Let's go!" Xitu clapped his hands and yelled loudly, and said heartily: "Please trouble the raptor brothers, take us for a ride, after returning to the holy lake, please stay and have a good rest!"

Not long after, a group of eagles spread their wings and flew high in the wind and snow. Ao Yi's heart was extremely lost and empty. He stared at the crocodile valley below, and suddenly said, "Xiao You, can you go down and take a look?"

"Look at what?"

"It's snowing, and he said that Zhilian blooms when it snows, with nine layers of pure white double petals." When Ao Yi said this, he felt that the reason was not sufficient, and after thinking about it, he added: "If Zhilian is really effective, then we We should have a good understanding of its growth habits."

Xiao You readily agreed, and he couldn't refuse the request within his ability, and slowly spiraled down.

After getting close to the ground, Ao Yi hurriedly opened his eyes to see:

On the black and thin icy ground, except for a little snow, I saw a few tender green stems with proud snow and frost, topped with nine layers of pure white double petals, swaying in the cold wind.

"Did you see it?" Xiao You deliberately moved closer.

"I see." Ao Yi responded in a shy voice.

"Then, shall we go back?"

"……it is good."

*****

The heights were extremely cold, snowflakes were flying, the eagle flew away from the Crocodile Valley, and Ao Yi's cheeks were tingled and numb by the wind, and the feeling went deep into his heart.

—I thought, I really have something very precious, lost forever.