The two walked slowly toward the edge of the forest, their steps weary.
Feeling lost and unsure of my destination, I'll just go wherever the road takes me.
I don't know why, but I really don't want to go back to the military region. There are very few happy times there; most of the time is painful and filled with hesitation. I almost lost my life a couple of days ago.
That's enough.
Fang Rong shook her head, patted Fang Hua's big head, and casually asked, "Where did you go that night in the slums?"
Fang Hua froze, but didn't answer and continued walking.
"Went to kill someone?" That's probably when Da Sheng died, but he didn't pay attention at the time, so he didn't care. He only remembered that he never saw Da Sheng again when he occasionally passed by the South District.
At that time, he had a vague suspicion, but what did it matter to him whether the Great Sage lived or died?
Fang Hua remained silent, his nimble steps slightly unsteady.
"You're so clumsy." Fang Rong rubbed his ear. "You have to cut the weeds at the root, otherwise they'll grow back in the spring." That person should be the Great Sage's partner, just like him and Fang Hua, a one-on-one support partner.
"If you had killed him back then, none of this would have happened." He was no longer the weak and easily bullied Fang Rong who could be ridden by anyone. Now, he had seen life and death, and the good and evil of human nature. He was more like someone who had come for revenge, to trample those who had looked down on him in the past.
You can tell from people's attitudes towards him. Before, when he was silent, people thought he was pretentious. Now, when he is silent, people think he is cold. They are completely different.
The ancients were right: a kind person is often bullied, and a good horse is often ridden.
"Forget it." Fang Rong shook her head. "You're not a god, how would you have known this day would come?"
He sighed, wrapped the quilt around himself tighter. It was really cold on this day, with the biting wind howling.
Fang Hua spread its wings to block the wind from both sides, and held its head upright, trying to stay with the wind at its back, as the headwind was too cold.
"Do you have any plans?" We can't keep wandering like this forever, can we? "Do you want to go back to the military region?"
"have no idea."
"Do you want to go back or not?" Fang Rong was afraid of falling asleep, so she kept talking as long as she could. "If you want to go back, then go back; if you don't want to go back, then don't."
"Wherever Fang Rong goes, I'll go," Fang Hua said without hesitation.
Fang Rong laughed, "What if I go to the underworld? Will you come with me?"
"Um."
"That would make me sad."
It is the time when spring and autumn are bridging the gap between the seasons, and all things grow from growth to maturity. This should be the most perfect time.
Everywhere there are red flowers and green leaves, and the fruit is plentiful. Small animals flit among the branches, bees come and go, and butterflies flutter about.
"So this is the primeval forest?" Fang Rong's attention was easily diverted.
He had been to the primeval forest several times, but had never really looked at it properly. Occasionally, he would be amazed by its beauty and realize for the first time how beautiful it truly was.
Unfortunately, beauty and danger coexist; where there is beauty, danger is always lurking nearby.
Fang Rong looked up and saw a butterfly that had strayed from the flock flying crookedly towards him, fluttering back and forth in front of him, sometimes up and sometimes down. Its beautiful wings were covered in bright patterns, and it looked just like that fire dragon.
I wonder how that fire dragon is doing now?
With such severe injuries, it would be very difficult for him to survive.
The butterfly fluttered and landed on his hand. Fang Rong carefully picked it up, blew on it gently, and the butterfly took flight again.
This time it landed on Fang Hua's head, and then from his head it landed on his nose.
Fang Hua focused his gaze on the nose and raised his paw to shoo it away, but Fang Rong tapped him, "Don't move."
boom!
He lit a fire, and the butterfly instantly caught fire, disappearing quickly like a moth drawn to a flame, leaving only a beautiful yet tragic phantom image of it spreading its wings.
“It’s dangerous for someone to be alone in this forest.” Fang Rong shook her head. That butterfly died so easily because it was separated from the flock. “Let’s go back to the military region.”
"Um."
"Which way should I go?" Fang Rong was also confused.
"have no idea."
"Forget it, let's just follow the river." This seems to be the only way, since the two of them were swept to this side by the river. They just don't know if the military region has retreated yet.
If they retreat, they need to look for it in another place, which is the military base they came from in the first place. If they can't find it in either place, then their future is in jeopardy.
"Let's find a place to hide now." It's almost night, and the forest is most dangerous at night. All the starving wild animals will roam around looking for prey, and the two of them are easy targets, especially Fang Rong.
Animals are actually quite intelligent; they can immediately tell who is strong and who is weak, and they dare not provoke the strong or the weak. Fang Rong thus became their target.
Although he is female in the eyes of orcs, he is still a living, tender, and delicious piece of food in the eyes of some wild beasts who do not have this awareness.
Animals are social animals that act in groups. Unless they are particularly powerful beasts or orcs, if Fang Hua is surrounded by them, it will be fine on his own, but if he has this burden with him, it will be troublesome.
Fang Hua quickened his pace, jogging to find a place to stand.
There are very few places suitable for two people to live in. If you really can't find one, you can make do with other animals for the night, such as a fox den or a squirrel den.
Because the animals here are so diverse—a squirrel is bigger than a dog, and a fox is the size of a calf—their burrows can comfortably accommodate two people.
Darkness fell quickly, the shadows of the trees swayed all around, and the sounds of people moving about rang out. From time to time, a pair of blood-red eyes would light up in the darkness.
The two were indeed unlucky and couldn't find a place to settle down, but they accidentally stepped on a nest that had collapsed.
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