Chapter 250

Sighing mountains, pine forests.

In the early morning, the black stork chirped in the branches, making a sound similar to quack, showing the quietness and emptiness of the mountains. A few pine trees in the distance drill out of their nests and stick out their heads in the grass. Then they need to find acorns and pine nuts that fall on the ground and stir the yellow leaves that fall on the ground to make a rustling sound.

A few birds fly high in the sky, occasionally skimming the sky, and then dive down rapidly, pulling out a long arc in the air, chasing their prey.

A scaly pine nut fell from a high branch, landed on a soft gray tent, bounced up gently, and then rolled down onto the black ground next to it.

In the small tent, due to the thick outer lining and excellent shading, the interior can only show a ray of light from the gap of the door curtain. The girl with silver hair was lying on the gray rabbit fur blanket, covered with a thin cotton quilt, with her hair scattered on the white quilt and a small amount pressed under her shoulder.

As the sun gradually rises outside, the golden red sunlight sprinkles on the tent through the woods, bringing a little bit of sporadic warmth. Lorraine Hill opened his bleary eyes, stretched, and sat up slowly.

Looking at her hands on the quilt, the girl opened and closed her eyes and lowered her head slowly. Then she lifted it up again. After a while, she slowly woke up.

With the sparse voice, after changing into a White Witch Dress, she leaned out of the tent, lifted the boots outside the tent and tried to put them on. But she soon found that there was some dew, so she retracted her little feet in white socks.

He shook his head a little distressed. Lorraine Hill sighed that he was still inexperienced. Then he took back his boots and put them on his feet.

The air in the early morning of the forest is especially fresh, and the birds in the trees are also singing happily, and they fly from time to time, changing places, and continue to sing.

Lorraine hill put away his tent, lit the extinguished small bonfire again, took out a glass bottle, which was amber maple syrup water, added a few red grapefruit petals, and put it warm beside the fire. After that, fork the bread and bake it by the fire.

Looking at the warm red flame burning up, the bread also gradually become yellow, a little thought, she picked up the bottle and sprinkled a little salt on the bread, and then ate it. While eating, occasionally drink warm maple syrup to prevent choking, and add water by the way. Maple sugar is not as greasy as honey. It tastes more refreshing.

She finished eating, put out the flame, cleaned up a little, and went on.

The wind quickly flows through my ears, with long hair. The sun is not hot in late autumn, and the temperature is just right. You can feel the wind blowing through your body and feel the sourness.

Looking at the as like as two peas of green and winding forests and hills, the girl's keen perception of many supernatural Warcraft is very natural. There are almost 3 natural sequences similar to that of the leaves. The rain frog, the 2, the black pupil, the deer's horn is tiny, almost invisible, but as an extraordinary creature. The dark brown fur on the body is highly toxic, which is used to prevent other high-level Warcraft from predating.

Through the mountains, Lorraine Hill occasionally perceives a large Warcraft running in the distance, which is a dragon sequence 5 red scale tyrant dragon. Although there are no wings, but with strong hind legs and huge jaws, he is also a small overlord in the mountains.

Pure white clothes flying, facing the sky breeze, the girl finally approached her destination.

A field extends along the upward slope. Under the open sky, there is a sea of ice blue flowers. Among the green leaves, there are white and blue flowers. The stamens are thin and light blue. With an extremely cold breath coming near, there are no other plants in this field except these ice blue flowers, which is estimated that they can't stand such a cold and cool environment.

Lorraine Hill blinked a little, and the data of this flower appeared on the retina. Most of them were sequence 3, and a few were sequence 4.

[Erigeron breviscapus]

Variety: Blue marigold (special advanced variety)

Status: full bloom (damaged)

Sequence: natural sequence 4. Cryocalyx (Evaluation: rare gold, increased due to large amount of aggregation)

Talent:

[frozen moon and ice bloom] (perfect): it can absorb sunlight, moonlight and mana, and slowly condense into special ice bloom magic.

Ability:

[ice calyceps in full bloom] (rare): infects the surrounding environment, making its temperature drop, but it will not freeze. When a large number of ice calyceps gather together, it will form a desperate area of life.

[frozen moon fruit] (perfect): bear a small fruit containing Binghua magic, which is smaller than rice grain. It can improve the stability of the extraordinary core, and make it more powerful in manipulating magic. At the same time, it also has the effect of calming, low temperature and improving physique.

Looking at the sea of ice blue flowers in front of us, swaying slightly in the wind, Lorraine Hill also slowly fell from the air.

Strange, why do we talk about the damaged state systematically? The girl with silver hair walks in the flowers, feeling the freezing cold around her. Her hair rises slightly. The outside is OK, about minus 20 ℃. As she walks in, the central area is estimated to be minus 80 ℃.

After shaking his body, Lorraine Hill squatted down slowly to observe these little flowers. As expected, he found something different.

Among the flowers, there are only a small amount of fruit in the ear and grain, and the stamen part is also a little incomplete, and the pollen is also very few.

Just as the girl was thinking about the reason, the sun gradually rose to the middle of the sky, and the warmest time of the day came slowly.

In the distance came the hum, very low, like a dive bomber. Lorraine Hill looked up and saw that it was a field of flying dark blue bees.

These bees waved their wings rapidly, tens of thousands of them covered the sky of the whole flower sea for a short time. Under the transparent wings, the dark blue body reflected the sunlight, showing a metallic luster. At the tail, there was a poisonous sting with a hook. The sting had a small arc, and the color gradually deepened from blue to black. It looked very dangerous.

As they approached, they seemed to find the uninvited guest Lorraine hill, and immediately swept in. The deep blue wave of flight was like a wailing face.

[ice flame bee]

Race: Apidae subspecies

Status: healthy (hungry)

Sequence: War sequence 3: ice flame bee

Talent:

[honey making] (rare): more proficient in honey making than ordinary bees, it can purify the pollen of extraordinary crops, and make its effect and characteristics to a higher level.

[poison of cold flame] (rare): This creature's unique extraordinary toxin. After poisoning, it feels extremely hot all over and is eager to cool down, but the body is extremely cold, and then gradually loses consciousness.

Ability:

[ice flame] (excellent): the blue and cohesive flame can burn through steel.

[ice flame resonance] (rare): after a large number of gathering, you can use the inscription on the back to resonate and carry extraordinary magic, which greatly increases the overall strength. However, limited by the individual, the overall strength limit is rare pearl level.

Skill: [cold flame sting] (rare): use your own sting to attack. The hit creature will spontaneously relax its pores, seek heat dissipation, and finally paralyze consciousness and freeze to death.

[ice wind dancing] (perfect): when more than 6000 individuals resonate, it can make the skill play to the maximum, greatly improve the flight speed, anti strike power, fire power, etc., and share the damage with each other, making it easier for individuals to survive.

Looking at the dark blue bee coming all over the sky, in a fierce manner, Lorraine Hill immediately took off to prevent himself from being completely surrounded.

In the oblique flight path, they first dive close to the ground to get rid of the bees' encirclement, then turn sharply to rise, soar up, and rush into the sky to avoid the bees.

After a while, the girl was greatly relieved to see that those guys didn't continue to chase. This is her first escape after her rebirth. It's not that she can't beat it completely. It's just that the dense insects seem to seep too much, which gives her a lot of psychological pressure. Besides, beating there will damage the ice calyx.

Loranthel comforted himself in his heart, and then slowly recalled the origin of these bees.

Ice flame bee is a kind of species cultivated in the heyday of crazy tooth empire. It is not only used to brew special honey and honey wine, but also a powerful tool of war. It's a pity that because it needs a lot of special extraordinary flowers for its growth and advancement, it has always been small in scale. Later, the Empire collapsed, and no one has seen its trace. Many people think that this extraordinary species has been extinct.

I didn't expect that there are so many in the deep of sighing mountain range. It's really rare.

There are few books about it, which is what lorenhill learned from the ancient records left by shamans some time ago. The honey brewed by these bees was an important material for the orc shaman to make magic medicine.

Thinking about its origin, Lorraine Hill fell on a tall branch, looking at the distance, the sea of ice blue flowers in the sun.

Those flowers are like ice elves' favorite.

The garden of ice in the past, the land of ice elves with transparent glaze. Are these flower sea relics left by them, but what are they for? It is also very far away from the ruins of the ice elves' homeland.

The girl with silver hair raised her fingers, closed her eyes, listened to the wind, and felt the ancient and quiet area.