Clusters of lightning struck Xiaolonglong's body, and no one knew how long it took.
Xiaolonglong was covered with wounds, and in the end he was unable to withstand the power of the thunder.
He used up all his skills, turned himself into an egg, and fell into the world of immortal cultivation.
It was picked up by Nangong Beichen and given to Fengjiu. It was Fengjiu's careful care that woke it from its slumber.
Otherwise, it would still be sleeping in the egg. It was only because of the Phoenix Wine that its cultivation speed became so fast and it was able to transform into a human form.
The moment Xiaolonglong left, the whole Nanli heard the roar of the dragon, and the mountains and rivers shook, but it did not cause great panic.
The Feng family knew that Xiaolonglong was no ordinary person, but they had never seen such a huge black dragon. Even Feng Jiu was a little surprised.
After Xiaolonglong left Fengjia Village, Fengjiu and his family had hope, and the home was not so dead anymore. In order to divert his family's attention, Fengjiu often took the old and young in the family to the mountains to hunt.
Taking the boys to catch fish and dig eels in the fields, after these days, the family members were relieved. It would be better if they could go to the world of immortal cultivation with them, but if they couldn't go, they wouldn't force Fengjiu and the others.
No one can accompany them for a lifetime, everyone has his or her own destination.
Even Old Lady Feng has been working with her daughters-in-law to make Feng Jiu's favorite dishes and snacks these days.
I just wanted to bring all the good things to them so that they could eat them whenever they wanted. Fengjiu did not refuse the kindness of her family and put all the things they made into the space.
The villagers of Fengjia Village would also send Fengjiu and the others their homemade specialties from time to time.
No one knew who spread the news, but most of the people from Fengjia Village who were working outside have returned.
Dabao, Xiaobao, and Tiedan also came back with their families and brought Fengjiu many precious items they had found outside.
Dabao and Xiaobao both have two sons and a daughter, and Tiedan also has three sons.
Dabao and Xiaobao asked Xiaosi to carry a few large boxes to Feng's house.
When Dabao and Xiaobao saw Fengjiu, they burst into tears. Dabao felt a little embarrassed and turned around to wipe away his tears secretly.
Fengjiu: "Dabao, Xiaobao, why are you two crying? I haven't left yet, have I?"
Xiaobao went up and pulled Fengjiu's sleeve and said, "Sister, if you leave, don't forget us. If you come back in the future, you must come to see us. We will be waiting for you at home."
Fengjiu was a little overwhelmed and her eyes were sore. These were all the friends who grew up with her. In fact, she really wanted to take them all away.
Fengjiu also knew that this was definitely impossible, so in the evening Fengjiu called everyone in the village.
As usual, everyone had a barbecue together, and no one mentioned that they were leaving, as they didn't want to be reminded of this happy moment.
The village chief is old now and walks with a cane. He looks at Fengjiu with an extremely loving look.
Feng Jiu looked at the carefree children in the yard and recalled their carefree childhood days in Fengjia Village.
A smile appeared on her face. Nangong Beichen had always been by her side. Seeing her happy, he was happy too.
And his five little cubs have already gone out to cause trouble.
The boy from Dabao's family is called Feng Changshan. He is one year older than Ranran and the others. He is over six years old this year. He takes the children in the village to play in the orchard.
On the way, they met Ranran and the others. Feng Changshan took them to the peach forest to play. It was October now and there were no fruits in the peach forest.
Ranran asked, "Brother Changshan, there's no fruit here, why are we here?"
In the quiet village, Feng Changshan, Ranran, Yangyang and a group of children from the village are playing in the woods.
Suddenly, a huge beehive on a tall tree caught the children's attention.
The hive was like a huge fortress, with dense holes arranged neatly. Bees flew in and out from time to time, busy and orderly.
Feng Changshan looked at the beehive, a hint of curiosity and impulse flashing in his eyes, and suggested: "How about we poke this beehive down?"
Ranran and Yangyang were a little hesitant at first, but after being encouraged by other children, they finally agreed to this bold idea.
So the children found a long bamboo pole, Feng Changshan volunteered to take the pole and carefully approached the big tree.
The moment the bamboo pole touched the beehive, the whole world seemed to explode.
Countless bees swarmed out like a black whirlwind and attacked the children angrily.
Feng Changshan was the first to be hit, and several bees stung him fiercely on the face and arms.
In an instant, his face turned red, as if it was burned by fire, and a tingling sensation spread throughout his body like an electric current.
His facial features were distorted with pain, his originally bright eyes were flooded with tears, and he let out a heart-wrenching scream.
The crying seemed to penetrate the sky, making people terrified.
Ranran was not spared either. His delicate face was instantly stung and became red and swollen, like a ripe peach.
His hair was also covered with angry bees, and he waved his hands in fear, trying to drive away the attackers, but to no avail.
Tears gushed out like a flood breaking through a dam, the cries were sharp and shrill, and the cries of "Mother, save me!" echoed over the fields.
Yanyan was stung on the neck and back, and the pain was as if thousands of needles were piercing the body at the same time.
His legs went limp with pain and he squatted on the ground, scratching the place where he was stung with his hands and crying loudly.
His cries were deafening, filled with endless fear and pain, as if the whole world had collapsed.
The other children also ran around, crying and shouting.
Some children fell to the ground, not caring about the dirt on their bodies, but just holding their heads with their hands, crying and shouting: "Don't sting me, don't sting me!"
Some children panicked and lost their way, their cries filled with helplessness and despair, “I want to go home, I want to go home!”
The whole field was suddenly plunged into chaos and crying.
Some of the stung children squatted on the ground with their heads in their hands, shivering, tears and sweat mixed together, blurring their vision.
Some of them snuggled up to each other, their bodies shaking constantly, their faces and bodies covered with red and swollen bumps, looking horrible.
The chaos gradually subsided until the adults heard the noise and rushed over to rescue the children back to the village.
Nangong Chaoyang and Nangong Chaoxu were much smarter. As soon as they saw the bees flying out, they lay on the ground and covered their heads with their small jackets.
Ranran and Yangyang were stung by bees and were so panicked that they forgot they had entered the space.
Xixi panicked at first and immediately entered the space by herself, so only Ranran and the others were injured.
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