On the low mountains outside Wanghe City, there is quite quiet among the woods.

This situation is in sharp contrast with the refugee trend around the low mountain and the infinite noisy roar. Then, in the forest of the low mountain, on a docked carriage, with a light body, like a little elf dancing Weiyang jumping off the carriage at once, and a crisp sound came out:

"Mother, I think my brother is a bit miserable. During the break, he wanted to learn from his husband. Now that my mother is looking for spiritual plants in Sanhe County, he still wants to learn from his husband in the palace. No wonder every time I see him, he frowned and looked depressed."

After Xiao Weiyang finished speaking, he took two steps at the same time. He trotted to Yanzhi's side, raised his hand to grab Yanzhi's corner of his clothes, and continued to speak:

"And I found that my brother's current expression is exactly the same as his father."

"You also know that your brother is pitiful, so you should not stimulate him on weekdays."

Yanzhi's response was a little distressed, but she also understood that with the identity of the Emperor of Daxia, her son had nothing to do with Liberty. Then Yanzhi raised her hand and touched the head of the daughter beside her. In a gentle voice, she continued to speak:

"Your brother has a lot to learn. When you get older, your father will naturally arrange for him to travel around the world, so you are an exception because your father is partial and loves you too much."

As soon as this said, Wei Yang's delicate little face showed a little embarrassed, he stuck out his tongue, turned his big eyes and continued to ask:

"My mother, this time we went south, are we looking for those precious magical plants again? But this is just an extremely ordinary hill, and there is no special one."

"Actually, this time, I don't know whether the plants I'm looking for exist or not."

Yanzhi's gentle response fell, and he raised his head, looked around, and continued to speak:

"A few days ago, when I was listening to the whisper of flowers in the imperial garden, I heard a legend. She said that in ancient times, a god planted a grass on the land southeast of Taixuan Land, called Mitian Grass. It was extremely mysterious and was named Mitian. Even this sky did not know where it grew."

The legendary words sounded from Yanzhi's mouth, and Wei Yang, who had already loved the bizarre story, suddenly became energetic. Not only her, but even Ruyue and others following behind her, all had a slightly moved expression, revealing a strong look of interest.

Then Sun Jian, the chief of Anjiang Department, who was next to the team, raised his brows, raised his hand and bowed, and spoke:

"Empress, I have heard Mr. Shu tell stories and myths circulating among the mountains and fields. This is the first time I hear it, which is a legend told between flowers and plants."

"Everything has spirits. The more precious flowers are, the higher the intelligence they are. As long as you can hear them, there will be many interesting secrets."

After Yanzhi's response fell, Sun Jian, the Anjiang Office officials behind him, and several young people in Daxia who were responsible for internal defense, had a stronger respect on his face.

The next breath, Sun Jian's unique air leakage sounded again:

"The Empress's ability to listen to Huayu is really admirable. Therefore, you are looking for Mitian Grass when you come to Sanhe County this time?"

"I just wanted to try my luck. For some reason, when I heard these three words, I actually felt an inexplicable sense of familiarity."

After the words came, Rouge, who was holding the umbrella, stopped before a small flower in front of him, and handed the umbrella to Ruyue beside him, while continuing to speak:

"After all, the legend is just a legend. Is it still unknown whether this Mitiancao really exists, but no matter what, I will try it."

After the gentle sound fell, Yanzhi squatted down and stretched out his right hand down, gently stroked the lower part. This ordinary little flower that was tilted and tilted under the rainstorm for a whole year, the slightest voice continued to be heard:

"Another little flowers know how to live a secret life, let alone this palace. People always have to work hard for themselves, because there are so many things that make people miss each other in this world."

Yanzhi's low voice was like the low moan of the little flower in front of her, which made people unable to hear it clearly, but for some reason, including Sun Jian, they felt that their heart seemed to be pinched by something, and it tightened suddenly, and it was even difficult to breathe.

Then Sun Jian was about to speak, but the sound from Yanzhi's mouth in front continued to linger among the woods:

"I didn't expect that this inconspicuous weed would know the legend of Mitian Grass. It said that its ancestors had seen Mitian Grass and also knew that the three rolling rivers in Sanhe County existed to protect this Mitian Grass."

Yanzhi's words were filled with joy, and then a wisp of substantial life breath began to appear on Yanzhi's right hand and injected into the grass below.

In the next breath, the weed began to absorb the substantial breath of life, and began to stand up little by little, emitting a flash of light, just like sharing one's own joy outward.

The next breath, Yanzhi's movements paused slightly, her beautiful face frowned, and an extremely solemn expression appeared. Then Bai Zhining, who was standing beside her with an umbrella, stared at the expression of the Emperor and Empress of the Great Xia in front of her, and asked:

"Empress, what's wrong?"

"This little green grass has just spoken again."

After Yanzhi's response fell, he began to slowly raise his head, then looked into the distance, and the sound continued to be heard:

"It said that this Mitian grass is gone, and it also said that a long time ago, its ancestors saw the pearl Mitian grass with their own eyes, turned into an immortal, soaring into the sky, right here!

"When she said this, she was a little scared, so I wanted to comfort it and hear what it knew."

Yanzhi's still plain words made everyone around him tremble and stood on the spot for a moment.

But in the next breath, everyone's eyes changed at the same time, because a deafening roar, a roar like a roar of thunder suddenly rang in his ears. As soon as this sound came out, the younger generation of Daxia in the low mountains looked at each other, and the sound came out:

"As expected, as the Anjiangsi people speculated, the nearest river embankment in Wanghe City still broke the dam!"

But before this word could be finished, a vast and strange aura made the sky rise into the sky, and accompanied by this aura was a surging flood.

And the moment this aura appeared, Sun Jian's face suddenly changed, and Yang Tian roared:
Chapter completed!