Chapter 57: Dragon Ball Lost, Goddess Returns
Yuan Yi stared at the mountain where black smoke was rising into the sky with a gloomy face.
Making fire was a skill they had just learned, but this was the first time they had seen such a ferocious trend.
A flame is beneficial, but a flame that is not properly controlled can be fatal.
The tiger tribe has lived here for a long time and has never seen a wildfire.
Yuan Yi glanced at Bai Zhaoyan calmly.
Some people don't want her to leave.
Although he is kind-hearted, he is not stupid and can figure things out once he thinks about it.
Except for him, all other leaders know how to start a fire.
Who could it be?
Familiar faces flashed through Yuan Yi's mind.
Bai Zhaoyan endured the scorching heat and pointed to the back of the mountain range. "Bring water and carve out a firebreak. Otherwise, if the fire spreads, the entire mountain range will be burned to ashes."
Yuan Yi listened to her methodical instructions, feeling the innate aura of a superior.
After Bai Zhaoyan finished speaking, he walked up to the injured orc and raised his hand.
Although she had lost her memory and even forgot how to speak at first, she only vaguely remembered it after listening to Yuan Yi and the others talking.
Everything she said and did was driven by muscle memory, and she thought it would help them.
Sure enough, the moment she raised her hand, a silver-white light burst out.
Everyone present was attracted by her and watched the orc's wounds, which were originally in great pain, heal at a speed visible to the naked eye.
The pain dissipated, and the injured orc stared blankly at the female who was squatting in front of him. Her face was hidden in the darkness, but the background was a sea of scorching flames, and her hair fluttered slightly.
He uttered absentmindedly, "Is it...the goddess?"
She must be the goddess in heaven.
Otherwise, how could he be so powerful.
Bai Zhaoyan said nothing, treated a few orcs, and followed Yuan Yi into the forest with people and water.
There is a lack of water at the fire scene, and they will die of thirst without it.
This was the first time that the Tiger Clan was facing such a situation, and she couldn't feel at ease unless she went and saw it with her own eyes.
The orcs were busy from dusk till the afternoon of the next day. The fire burned until there was nothing left to burn in the firebreak, and finally it gradually died down.
Yuan Yi looked at the barren mountains and closed his eyes.
The Chenxing orchid is delicate and only grows on this mountain.
He once tried to move the Star Orchid to the doorstep of his residence and plant it, but without exception, all of them withered the next day.
The Chen Xing Orchid was burned to ashes, and the light in Bai Zhaoyan's eyes was extinguished.
Her face was covered in black ash. She stared blankly at the dark mountaintop that was still emitting black smoke. She curled her lips and said, "Yuan Yi, Chen Xinglan, is there anything else?"
Yuan Yi raised his hand and touched the hide on his abdomen, then opened his mouth and said, "Let's go down the mountain first and eat something. I'll think of a solution later."
Bai Zhaoyan nodded gloomily, feeling a lump in his throat.
Yuan Yi walked first, followed by Bai Zhaoyan.
He didn't dare look back, he just felt like a thorn in his back and his throat was very dry.
The dried Chenxing Orchid was on his body.
He thought, he actually wanted to keep her.
But isn't this too selfish?
When the group returned to the tribe, Yuan Yi gathered all the orcs together, taught them how to make and put out fires, and also grilled meat for Bai Zhaoyan.
Bai Zhaoyan sat cross-legged on the ground, one hand supporting his chin on his knee, and the other hand subconsciously reached for his purse but found nothing.
She quickly looked down and found that her purse had been cut by something, and the dragon ball that had been in it was gone.
Bai Zhaoyan quickly got up from the ground and put two fingers through the gap in disbelief, "No, where is my dragon ball?"
Yuan Yi's heart sank when he heard this.
Now Bai Zhaoyan had no appetite anymore and looked around.
The dragon ball was still there when I was in the forest yesterday, but I didn't have time to look at it after I arrived at the tiger tribe. Later, I went up the mountain again, and I didn't notice that my purse was broken in the busyness.
If the dragon ball falls on the mountain, it will be difficult to find it.
Bai Zhaoyan panicked, his face showing no sign of concealing his anxiety, and he rushed up the mountain.
"Xiao Qi, Xiao Qi, wait for me." Yuan Yi followed, "I'll go with you to look for it."
The two of them searched as they walked, and until midnight, Bai Zhaoyan held a torch and parted the grass to carefully check, not wanting to miss a single spot.
The night was as cold as water, and her heart gradually sank.
She doesn't belong here. Without the Dragon Ball, can she still go home?
Bai Zhaoyan sat dejectedly on the ground. The torch in his hand fell to the ground, rolled a long way, hit the stone, and the flame flickered twice before going out.
Yuan Yi squatted down holding another torch, took out the dried flower from his arms and handed it to her, "Xiao Qi, do you still want the dried Chen Xing Orchid?"
His heart, which had fallen to the bottom, instantly warmed up again. Bai Zhaoyan took the dried flowers from his hand and looked at them carefully.
The six petals of the flower were pressed flat together, and the moisture had long since evaporated. She nodded and placed the flower into the spiritual soil in the space.
Maybe this way we can save him.
It's better to have something than nothing.
"Xiao Qi, you haven't slept for two days and two nights. Go back and have a good sleep at my place."
"I know what the Dragon Ball looks like. I'll go back and call the orcs to come look for it together, okay?"
Bai Zhaoyan had no other choice but to nod. "Thank you very much. If you have anything you want, just tell me. As long as you want it, I have it."
Yuan Yi helped her down the mountain and said thoughtfully, "I have no other request. I just hope that if you have the opportunity to come to the Tiger Tribe again in the future, you can stay for a while and lead the Tiger Tribe to prosperity."
"Xiao Qi is smart and knows a lot. He's more suitable to be a leader than me. I can only learn more from you."
Bai Zhaoyan nodded and answered without any psychological pressure: "Okay, if I come again, I will definitely teach you other skills."
*
A thousand years later, the Tiger Tribe.
"It's been a month, a month, why hasn't Zhao Yan appeared yet?" Lin Che hugged Xiao Qing and shook her wildly, "Give Zhao Yan back to me!"
Five orcs sat in the main room, watching him shake Xiaoqing until she was dizzy.
"Brother...Brother, save me..." Xiaoqing stumbled, "Ugh—"
Yaoze rescued it from Lin Che's hands, glared at him resentfully, and ran along Xiaoqing's back, "Okay, if Zhaoyan sees you bullying Xiaoqing, no one can protect you."
"Hmph!" Lin Che curled his lips and sat down on the stool angrily.
"Zhao Yan, I miss Zhao Yan."
Hearing this, Lang Ye rolled his eyes and cursed him eight hundred times in his heart.
Xiaoqing retched twice and collapsed in Yaoze's arms. In fact, it was a little restless and had been calculating the time in its mind.
"Big brother, put me on the table and I'll try to find the owner."
"good."
Xiaoqing and Bai Zhaoyan have always had a wonderful sensory connection. It can feel her joy, anger, sorrow and happiness. In addition, now that Bai Zhaoyan has used the power of the dragon ball, as long as it tries its best, it should be able to find her.
Bai Zhaoyan was sleeping exhausted on the stone bed, and vaguely heard a familiar voice.
"Master, Master."
"Wake up, it's time to go home. You can't stay here forever, you'll get lost in the past."
"Owner!"
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