Chapter 266
Each of the four people held a bowl and took a sip of the delicious mushroom soup, feeling warm all over.
"This tastes great."
After taking a sip of the mushroom soup, Shutark admired it, then looked at Fulilian and Ash, "What kind of mushroom is this? This is the first time I've seen it."
However, he saw the two people opposite him shaking their heads and replying "I don't know" in unison.
"...You brought these mushrooms back and cooked them without even knowing what they are?"
Shutark suddenly felt like his stomach was churning, his limbs were weak, and his whole body was sweating.
Is he going to die?...
"Don't worry, we have tested it with magic before. Although this mushroom looks extremely poisonous on the outside, it is actually non-toxic and harmless."
So Hugh Tucker was simply trying to scare himself.
"It doesn't matter even if it's really poisonous, right?"
Frillian looked at Shutarke, "Don't you warriors just rely on that 'backbone' to be immune to all poisons? Back then, Aize was still able to jump around after being hit by a poisonous arrow that could kill even a giant dragon... Haita was disgusted."
"I think the moment the word 'disgusting' appears is enough to indicate that the problem is Lord Aize."
Fearon complained expressionlessly.
"Does it mean that in your eyes, Fulian, warriors are already another species beyond human beings?"
Hugh Tucker also complained.
In such a pleasant and relaxed atmosphere, several people finished the mushroom soup.
It was really a torture to sleep in the wilderness in this cold and windy weather. Fulian, who was most afraid of the cold, wrapped herself in three circles and turned into a maggot.
"If nothing else happens, we can reach the next village in two days, and we can have a good rest there."
Fearon said this to Fulian who was wrapped in maggots, but Fulian didn't seem to care very much.
"Oh...really..."
"I heard from people I met before that the next village seems to be called Gris. I heard that a flower called Crystal Flower that is unique to that place is very beautiful... What's wrong? Lady Frilian."
When Fearon said "Gris" and "Crystal Flower", Fearon noticed that Fulian had some reaction.
"……nothing."
Fulilian didn't say anything more, she just wrapped the quilt tightly around her body and said to Fearon: "Go to bed quickly, we have to go on the road tomorrow."
Fearon tilted his head in confusion and didn't ask any more questions. Instead, he followed Fulian's words and got into her bed.
A night of silence.
Several people gradually fell asleep to the sound of the wind blowing the leaves.
…
"That's Gris in front of you, right? It's really exciting."
Behind him was the dissipating corpse of the monster. Simmel put the long sword into its scabbard, his eyes as blue and clear as the sky shining with expectation.
"I often hear the name 'Gris' from your mouth these days, Simmel."
Aize looked at Simmel with squinting eyes and asked curiously: "But this is the first time I heard this name. Is there anything unusual there?"
Haita raised his glasses and guessed: "Could it be... a fine wine that is rare in the world? If it is fine wine, I can understand why Simmel is so excited."
"You're a fair-weather monk here again."
Ai frowned beautifully, and the disgust in his eyes almost overflowed, "I'll stop talking, if you dare to appear next to me smelling like alcohol again, I will definitely lock you in the barrier until you The smell of alcohol is gone, I keep my word.”
"Ah, yeah, it sounds so scary..."
Haita smiled bitterly and scratched the back of his head.
Fulian finally spoke and asked Simmel: "So? What is there in the village called Gris?"
"No, none of you know where it is?"
Simmel also looked dumbfounded.
Then, under Simmel's gaze, the two men and two women shook their heads in unison, making Simmel particularly frustrated.
"What exactly is it that Simmel can look forward to..."
Aize stroked his beard and murmured to himself.
"You can't guess the reason even by just guessing."
Ai shrugged, "It's better to wait for Simmel to say it himself."
Four curious eyes focused on him, making Simmel helpless to confess.
"Although I didn't intend to hide it from you in the first place."
Sighing, Simmel said: "Haven't you heard about it? The news about the crystal flower, especially at night, when the moonlight shines on the crystal flower, I heard that there is no comparable beauty in the world. ”
"Crystal flower..."
Aize repeated the name, not knowing what he was thinking.
Haita and Fulian showed expressions of frustration that were visible to the naked eye.
"What, it turns out it's not fine wine."
"What, it turns out it's not a magic book."
"Is there nothing in this world that you care about except wine and magic books?"
Ai made such a complaint.
…
After waking up from deep sleep, the ability to think gradually returns, and the brain begins to separate dreams from reality.
"...What, so what happened just now was a dream?"
She quietly opened her glasses, and what caught her eyes was a large steaming iron pot and several figures busy around the iron pot.
It was probably due to Fulian's sudden awakening that she made some noise, and Fearon turned around to look over.
Their eyes met in mid-air, and Fearon's glasses slowly widened in surprise.
"F...Fulillian is awake!"
The surprise contained in the words seemed to be no less than seeing the grandfather who should have died long ago kicking off the coffin board and jumping out at a funeral.
At this time, Qi also walked out of the woods, holding a basket of freshly picked mushrooms, the kind he found last night.
"Phelan, are you really good at joking? Will Fulian get up early? Unless the world is going to end tomorrow..."
Unintentionally, Ash turned his head to look at Fulilian, and then met Fulilian's emerald eyes.
"The world is really going to end?!"
"It won't be destroyed..."
Speaking of which...has this conversation happened once before?
Florian had such a feeling.
"Lady Fulilian woke up on her own without anyone calling her. This is a big deal."
Fearon's reaction was like a mother seeing her bad boy who only knew how to fight and only care about her asking for money suddenly changed his mind and worked hard on his career, became the CEO of a listed company, and brought him back to her. A very beautiful and very worry-free girlfriend, the excitement cannot be described in words.
"You must praise Mrs. Fulian like this."
In this regard, Qi only said one sentence.
"Be careful not to spoil her."
Looking at Philan, who was combing Fulian's hair seriously, and Fulian, who was sitting on the stone and swinging her legs happily, Ash wanted to complain.
‘Which one of you is the elder? ’
After the hair combing session was over, looking at Fulilian in front of her, Ash couldn't help but asked directly.
"So, why three-strand braids?"
I saw that Fulian, who always wore her hair in twin ponytails, now showed off her hairstyle with three braids.
Fulian smiled slightly and said: "This is a compliment. When Feilun is in a good mood, he will comb my braid into three strands."
"But I remember, the last time you pissed off Fei Lun, you also had a three-strand braid, right? Isn't there some theory in this?"
"It's different. It's different."
Anyway, Qie didn't see any difference between the two three-strand braids.
After a simple breakfast of delicious mushrooms, the journey continued.
According to the plan, they will rush towards the nearest village, Gris.
However, Fulilian had other plans.
"There is a place I want to go to... I think it's time."
Ai and others are almost used to Fulilian's whim, and similar things happened from time to time along the way.
Although this often means taking a long detour, but... this is travel, isn't it?
The destination and purpose of the journey are important, but the process of travel and the scenery imprinted in the memory are equally important.
Have fun taking risks, have fun defeating monsters, have fun exploring mazes, looking for treasures, and have fun helping others. Enjoy until the end. When you come back to your senses, you have reached the end.
Simmel has already completed such a trip, and Ai and others are looking forward to such a trip just like Simmel.
However, unlike Shutark and Fearon who were confused, Ai seemed to know something.
On the way, we inevitably encountered several monsters.
Fortunately, none of them are too vicious, so they are relatively easy to deal with.
"Monsters have begun to gather in this place again."
With inexplicable emotion, Fulian sighed.
Watching the monster's body gradually turn into ashes, Fearon asked Fulilian: "Has Lord Fulilian been here?"
"Yes."
Fulilian nodded, "However, it's not a good memory, because when I came here with Simmel and the others, there were so many monsters gathered here, and it would take a long time just to destroy them all. We have several days.”
At this time, Qi also spoke.
"It was indeed an amount that would make people feel numb. At that time, I wanted to blast all the monsters into the sky with one blast."
Ji narrowed his eyes and said helplessly: "It's a pity that Simmel stopped him, because it would be a pity if he really did that."
Fearon keenly caught a word in the discourse.
"pity?"
"No need to ask any more."
Fulilian interrupted loudly, "Anyway, you will know when we get there."
465
Chapter 465 brings blessings to people in the distant future.
The setting sun was like a huge fireball, dyeing the sky the same fiery red color.
The moon will rise from the other side, and the night covering it will gradually replace the burning clouds.
"Lady Fulilian, it's getting late. Should we find a place to rest nearby?"
Although Fearon didn't know where Fulian was going, she knew that traveling at night was very dangerous.
Of course Fulilian knew what Feilun was worried about, but she shook her head.
"It's not very far anymore, let's keep moving forward...and if we delay it until tomorrow, it will be too late."
Unknowingly, the sky was completely covered by stars and night, and the bright crescent moon exuded a soft shimmer.
Hugh Tucker couldn't hold it back and spoke to Fulilian irritably: "Fulillian, haven't you arrived yet?"
“It’s almost there, I remember it should be around here…”