Even if Xia and Bi Ke were unwilling to live or die, under the voice of the crowd, Dornier's proposal won.

Qi Yan can go out anytime and anywhere, without being trapped in a mud house.

In just three days, the Sammods were taken to the phantom by plane after plane. It was really an oasis, with water and mountains, and towering trees forming a natural paradise.

Qi Yan followed everyone, and several strong men looked at him, but this time was different from last time. These sturdy men chatted and joked with Qi Yan, as if to put down something, and relaxed, Qi Yan felt very happy.

Rarely see the green children, where are the shocked pestles, dare not step into that dreamlike place like a mirage.

"What's the matter?" Qi Yan happened to come here and came behind the children and asked, "Why not go in there? Maybe there are plants I taught you ~ how do you find the variety?"

The youngest Nana grabbed Qi Yan's hand and held it tightly: "Is this really our future home?"

"Of course, you will live here for a long time in the future." Qi Yan smiled and pointed to the distance: "There is very big, let you explore, but you have to grow up before you can go."

Several children's eyes shone with eagerness to try. Under Qi Yan's warm whisper, like a wild horse, he suddenly rushed into the oasis.

"Alas, those children have suffered before." Among the guards of Qi Yan, an older man said with emotion.

"Yeah, they are the hardest."

"It's so pitiful to cast the wrong tire..."

...

With a deep pity and love in their words, Qi Yan pursed his lips and retorted: "No, they are the luckiest."

"They are the luckiest people living in a big family like this, compared to being intriguing and cold-hearted."

At least Qi Yan longed for this carefree, free life.

A few men looked at each other for a long time and nodded: "Yes, you are right."

Living by their side and looking after them is the luckiest.

Dornier moved very quickly, and after a day and night of construction, a few tree houses soon appeared in front of everyone. Because the tree house is limited and everyone else has a family, the rest can only stay in a tree house for girls and a tree house for boys.

I do not know whether it was a coincidence or that Qi Yan and Dornier were divided into two adjacent haystacks.

"They said, I propose to hold me accountable, so tonight, you don't want to run around." Dornier lay on the shop and covered a simple quilt, facing the top of the tree.

Qi Yan lay beside him: "Well, I know." After a pause, Qi Yan added: "Thank you."

"Nothing, this is what you deserve. As we said that day, we, the Samoat, have never been ungrateful."

"I have no doubt about this." Qi Yan turned over: "Good night."

There was silence around him, and when Qi Yan was about to fall asleep, a voice rang quietly in his ear.

"good night--"

This night, Qi Yan didn't sleep well. It seemed to be the reason for changing places. Qi Yan always had such a problem, but the next day was fine. Just like when you first stayed in a mud house.

Tossing and turning at night, Qi Yan was confused and felt like she was moving, but she was sleepy and didn't feel like she was moving.

"Hey, you wake up!" Qi Yan heard a voice, as if it was an echo in the distance.

"You wake up quickly! Damn... what's your name? Words?"

This time, Qi Yan finally heard clearly that it was Dornier who was calling him.

Suddenly opened his eyes, Qi Yan sat up with a shocking spirit, and saw that Dornier had stood up, and looked out with vigilance.

"...Is it dawn?" Qi Yan stood up and walked to his side, not understanding why Dornier was so heavily armed.

Dornier glanced at him and paused for two seconds on the curls that he flew to sleep, and said: "You hear, what is the sound outside."

When Qi Yan listened carefully, it was actually a roaring roaring like an earthquake, moving from far to near, every trembling of people's hearts.

At this time, Qi Yan could only see clearly that most of the people were gathered in this tree house, and the upper and lower floors were full of people.

——It should be frightened by this weird voice.

Seeing several children shrinking in the arms of their mother or father, Qi Yan got up and walked outside.

"Hello!" Dornier pulled him: "What are you doing? Don't die?!"

Qi Yan frowned and swept again, saying, "Mas is not here."

Dornier was shocked and looked around quickly, and indeed did not see Mars, and Mars’s mother was holding a young baby, with a desperate expression on her face: "Mas is not with me...I, mine Wrong, did not look at him..."

"It's not your fault." A woman on one side comforted: "We all have children like this, not to mention you have a smaller child to take care of."

"Yes……"

Although these words sound ambiguous, they are right. The children of Samud are playing and making trouble on their own. They have never been followed by adults, and they will not run naughtily out of Samud's circle, which makes all parents feel relieved.

But now, Mas is gone.

Qi Yan sighed and walked outside.

Dornier pulled him to death: "There is danger outside!"

Qi Yan frowned. "I don't know if it's dangerous. If this is where you will survive in the future, you have to figure out what it is."

"You suggested that we look for the illusion, don't you know?! I think you just want the monster outside to kill us!" Xia stared at Qi Yan fiercely while comforting Ma's crying mother.

When she wanted to come, she was still angry that Qi Yan said about her.

"Miss Thea, I’m not a god, and I’ve never been to the illusion, I don’t know what will happen. I am with you now, if I have a purpose, then I will die with you, also What's the point?"

With a few words, Xi Ya choked silently, and Qi Yan shook her head helplessly, breaking free from Dornier's hand.

"I will bring Maas back, and I have something to investigate."

After finishing speaking, Qi Yan quickly opened the wooden door and went out, and closed the wooden door properly.

After taking a few deep breaths, Qi Yan listened carefully to the strange sound.

Howl? Di Ming? It's more like a collective cry of some birds moving south...

I scanned all the books and materials I had read before, and suddenly, the picture in my head was fixed on a certain string of words.

——Imaginary ground, striking wood, water tide flapping, making a crowing sound, and clear springs from the crater.