Qiu Yun has always been an apprentice, and as soon as she heard that Lin Tingyu had some truth, she immediately turned against her, stood on the side of the apprentice, and advocated that Dong Liangyu be secretly executed.

Feng didn't think about it carefully, and guessed that Yun Lei's side was not very good at combining his granddaughter inside and outside, and actually colluded with Dong Liangyu of the Feilang tribe to assassinate the husband's tribe and publicize it to the outside world.

In this matter, Yun Lei will be the face of the Baoyunkai tribe, and he will be tight-lipped as a bottle; As long as their Tianrin tribe didn't say it, it would be impossible for the Feilang tribe to openly say this matter and come to the door openly for Dong Liangyu.

Therefore, the result of not thinking about it is that Dong Liangyu secretly disappeared in the dungeon, and no one knew his whereabouts, and since then, no one has seen Dong Liangyu again.

Not only that, but many powerhouses of the Feilang tribe he brought also disappeared together.

The overall strength of the Flying Wave Tribe has been greatly reduced because of this incident.

Originally, before this, their strength was comparable to that of the Tianrin tribe, but after this incident, the vitality of the flying waves was greatly damaged, and in the nearly 100 years since, there have been no disputes with any other tribes of the human race.

The Tianrin tribe enjoyed a hundred years of peace.

During this hundred years, they built water conservancy under the guidance of the rituals, so that the people of the tribe no longer had to worry about water shortages or flooding their homes.

They also learned to breed and raise animals to reduce the danger of hunting.

They mastered the techniques of sericulture and weaving, so that the people of the tribe had comfortable clothing and bedding to use.

……

In fact, Lin Tingyu did not master all these techniques. It's just that because she lives in modern society, she has heard a little about silkworm breeding and weaving, and then she slowly explores it with time and manpower, and naturally, the people in the Tianrin tribe slowly master these techniques.

In the seventieth year after "Rose" came to the Tianrin tribe, and also the fortieth year after she became the great priest, the old tribal chief Fengyi - at this time. He was already an old man of almost eighty years old, and he had a full house of children and grandchildren.

And their great sacrificial roses, although they are the same age as the wind wings, but. Maybe there is some special way to maintain her beauty, but her beauty is still the same as before, not much different from when she was seventeen or eighteen years old.

She has been in power for a long time, and she has long found the heir of the great priest and passed on the priesthood to her apprentice.

The peak is older than the wind wing. However, his martial arts have been at their peak for a long time, and he has far surpassed the twelfth level of martial arts, and it seems that his lifespan has been greatly extended because of this, and he actually looks like he is in his forties.

At this time, the rose garden near the Tianrin tribe had grown into a forest, and beautiful roses were blooming all over the wilderness.

Old Wind Wing had passed on the chieftain to his son many years ago. At this time, he lived in this rose garden, watering the flowers every day for fun, and sometimes he would bring his little great-grandchildren to water the flowers together.

A certain day. The sun is setting.

The old wind wing sat on a deck chair in the rose garden, quietly watching the sunset.

Next to the recliner stood the woman who had been by his side since he was a child.

"Rose ......" Wind Wing spoke, and the old voice was a little hoarse.

"Huh?" Lin Tingyu agreed lightly.

She knew that the life of the Wind Wing was almost exhausted, and it was a little difficult to even stand up now. Her mission was finally coming to an end.

And the remnant soul of the rose in this demon body has finally been comforted.

Suddenly, I heard Feng Yi say: "Are you really human?" ”

Lin Tingyu, who had been silently guarding the peak behind him, couldn't help but stare at her tightly, wanting to wait for her answer.

Lin Tingyu was silent.

Fengyi sighed and said, "These days. I always dream that when you and I first met, you were in this rose garden. At that time, there was only one rose here. At that time, we all thought. It's just a bush of thorns that will never bloom. ”

Lin Tingyu raised his eyes, and when he looked at it, the roses were full of eyes. She had never seen such a beautiful rose garden.

"Roses, in fact, have their own unique flower language." Lin Tingyu pondered for a moment and spoke.

In fact, she really wanted to tell Rose about her silent but deep love for Wind Wing. Let Fengyi know that there was once such a flower elf who loved him so deeply and deeply.

But she was very worried, once Feng Yi knew about the existence of the real rose, and did not hesitate to pay the price of the flower soul for him, would Feng Yi be sad to death?

Therefore, after hesitating for a long time, Lin Tingyu never said anything about it.

"Flower language?" Wind Wings.

Lin Tingyu said: "Flower language is the language or emotion represented by this flower. ”

Feng Yi said: "Then, what is the emotion that the rose represents?" ”

"Love." Lin Tingyu said, "From the beginning of heaven and earth, human beings have had a sacred emotion - love. ”

Feng Qi said: "Flowers, do you also have this kind of emotion?" ”

Lin Tingyu said: "Yes." The rose has this sacred emotion, or perhaps, it has this emotion that is more sincere and warm than that of human beings. ”

Fengyi looked at the rose garden, was silent for a long time, and finally said, "Actually, you are the rose." ”

Lin Tingyu smiled lightly and said, "It turns out that you have already noticed it." ”

Feng Yi said: "My mother once said that everything in the world is spiritual. And everything that is spiritual is sentient. It's just that this love is true or false, deep or shallow, it's not the same. ”

"yes." Lin Tingyu said.

Feng Yi said: "Thank you, you have always guarded me and the Tianrin tribe. If it weren't for you, maybe me and the Tianrin tribe would have perished a long time ago. ”

Lin Tingyu raised his eyebrows lightly, Feng Yi, could it be said that he already knew the number of lives he had?

Wind Wing then added, "You know what? In fact, the divination technique of the Great Sacrifice of Qiu Yun occasionally works. ”

Lin Tingyu was stunned for a moment, smiled silently, and said, "So, she once divined my identity." "Have you ever predicted the fate of the former life of Feng Wing kissing himself at the wedding and the destruction of the Tianrin tribe?

Feng Yi said: "She saw you coming from this rose, and walked towards this rose. To interpret it in divination, your parents are roses, and you will return to this rose. ”

"When did this happen?" Lin listened to Yuqi's words, paused, and suddenly said: "For so many years, you have been working tirelessly to take care of this rose garden like this, is it because of this?" ”

Feng Yi smiled, didn't answer, just lay on his back on the chaise longue, squinted, and fell asleep after a while.

The setting sun shone on his old wrinkled face, revealing serenity and peace.

Feng Dao: "Great Priest, what did you just talk about...... What is the meaning? ”

Lin Tingyu turned his head to look at him and asked, "Do you care?" (To be continued.) )