On the second day, Long Zhenzhen and his party arrived at the Yami Plain in the afternoon. There were only a few orcs on the road. Most of the orcs had gotten up early and set out to reserve a spot on the plain.
Long Zhenzhen sat on Feng Yan's back, and Xiong Miaomiao also sat on the back of her beast servant Ying Lie, and they flew into the air, so they could see the vast plain below from afar.
This plain is vast and magnificent, with golden sunlight pouring down, covering the entire plain with a layer of dazzling gauze.
A river meanders through the plains, and the river water sparkles silvery light under the sunlight, like a flowing crystal belt, hazy and dreamy.
Long Zhenzhen saw from afar that a lot of orcs had gathered at the flattest spot in the center of the plain. She guessed that was the venue for tomorrow's grand gathering.
Feng Yan knew very well that Long Zhenzhen didn't like to hang out with people, and he didn't care whether he could get a good seat at the big rally tomorrow. He flapped his wings and flew upstream.
After finding a flat grassland near the water, Feng Yan circled in the air for a few times, cried twice, and then slowly landed.
This plain is certainly much flatter than the area around the Ulan tribe, but it is not completely without ups and downs.
The place Feng Yan found was only a few kilometers away from the gathering, but it had a gentle slope that isolated it from the noise. Plus, there was a tributary flowing from it, making it a perfect place to camp.
Long Zhenzhen looked around and was very satisfied with the place. There was a small forest on the gentle slope, and at the foot of the hillside, clusters of colorful wildflowers were blooming.
She was wearing small leather boots, and the thick grass didn't hurt her feet at all. Long Zhenzhen jumped off Feng Yan's back and happily picked wild flowers on the grass. Soon she had a full armful.
When she woke up in the morning, Long Zhenzhen found that the flowers on the bamboo umbrella, which were still fresh and lush yesterday, had wilted this morning.
She touched the flower vine and infused some wood spiritual power into it, and saw that the vine, the leaves and the flowers stood up again at a speed visible to the naked eye.
This move stunned Xiong Miaomiao, and it was even more shocking than seeing Zhenzhen cure the poisoned lamb with her own hands.
Because she had only seen a faint blue light while detoxifying the lamb, and the poison was removed after a short while, it didn't have much of a visual impact. But now, she saw with her own eyes the green light shimmering on Zhenzhen's hand, and then the half-dried petals gradually came back to life, unfolding again, even more vibrant than when she had picked them...
"Zhenzhen, you're truly amazing! You can even make dying flowers bloom again. Are you sent by the Beast God to save the flowers and plants?"
Xiong Miaomiao's brown eyes were full of admiration. Long Zhenzhen gave her half of the flowers in her arms and breathed a sigh of relief. It was good that he was not the God of Food!
Not long after, Yuan Mo arrived with the rest of the orcs. They all transformed into beasts and rushed towards the direction indicated by Feng Yan, leaving behind a cloud of dust...
The males didn't stop until they saw two females not far away.
Long Zhenzhen looked at the dust flying behind them and couldn't help but twitch her lips. In fact, there was no need to hurry on.
Of course, it was the males' job to set up camp and prepare dinner. Long Zhenzhen let Lingyun hold her while she strolled around with Xiong Miaomiao.
The night passed quickly. Remembering that today was the day of the big rally, Long Zhenzhen woke up very early today.
She didn't practice cultivation last night, nor did she have any deep communication with her partner. She went to bed early, a rare occasion, and woke up feeling refreshed.
When she opened her eyes, she saw a row of tied bamboo umbrellas placed next to Yuan Mo. Long Zhenzhen was a little confused. She hadn't said anything yet, and Tonggi Yuan had already arranged to sell the flower umbrellas?
She picked up one and examined it carefully. The inside of the bamboo umbrella was carefully covered with a thick layer of leaves by Yuan Mo. Long Zhenzhen remembered that this kind of leaves were very tough and would not rot after drying.
The outside of the bamboo umbrella is still wrapped with dense and fine flower vines, but Yuan Mo used flowers of different colors to make flower umbrellas of several colors. They look exquisite and wild, and very beautiful.
He handed the colorful umbrella with flowers arranged tightly together that he had just made to Long Zhenzhen.
"Zhenzhen, do you like this?"
The glass-colored eyes were filled with focused anticipation. Long Zhenzhen didn't even bother to look at the beautiful flower umbrella in her hand. She only felt that she was deeply shocked by Yuan Mo at this moment.
The tall and handsome man used his ingenuity to make himself the most beautiful flower umbrella in the world. He presented it with both hands and asked carefully, waiting for his favor with eyes full of expectation...
Who wouldn’t be confused?
Long Zhenzhen held the umbrella in her hand, stretched out her free hand, and hooked it around Yuan Mo's neck...
The flower umbrella swayed and rotated slowly in the air for a long time. Finally, the umbrella handle and the little hand were grasped by the male's big hand.
The umbrella stopped spinning, but was being pushed lower and lower. The delicate whimpering of a female could be heard from under the umbrella...
Xiong Miaomiao, who had originally run over excitedly to see the flower umbrella, blushed and very tactfully took her husband and servant to visit the grand fair first.
Tsk tsk, a fourth-level warrior is so domineering. Just hearing her voice makes her legs go weak. Even when Huasan kisses her, she wants to do a goose...
Xiong Miaomiao looked down at her stomach and had to clear her mind. She would have to endure this for several months, so she better not act like a demon, otherwise her cub would be in danger.
The little bear behind him had a yellow face and was breathing heavily.
Xiong Miaomiao was already feeling extremely angry, and this idiot was still trying to rush towards the gun. She raised her hand and slapped him on the furry head.
But Xiong Xiao held her hand backhand, pulled it in front of her and kissed it twice, "Miao Miao, don't hurt my palm."
Xiong Miaomiao rolled her eyes helplessly. When would this life of carrying cubs end? It was so, so, so torturous for the beast! Wuuuuuuuuu…
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