Fantasy: Evolve from the big tree at the beginning

Underground, after the four people quarreled, they desperately found that the air under the ground was getting less and less, and the brain's long-term lack of oxygen made their consciousness blurred, and the fear of death was the instinct of every life, and now this instinct was infinitely amplified in this claustrophobic hypoxic environment.

"Are we going to die?"

"I don't want to die, I'm still young, I can't just die here, who can come and save me."

"I didn't expect that I would die of lack of oxygen, hehe, what a ridiculous way to die."

"Lao Tzu is still a virgin. The man, who has never even touched the woman's hand, has long known to relieve those little ones who sleep on the street before coming to this ghost place. Sisters. Su

Mu was about to rescue them when he heard such a commotion, and he snorted coldly, saying who was not the same.

Better than miserable, who can have him miserable.

The first life was still a simple poor child who did not even lead a girl's hand, and the second life became a tree of emotion.

Is he low? Does he have grief?

No!

Beaten by society, he has been looking up at the sky at a 45-degree angle, optimistic and positive to deal with the tribulations of life, and strong enough to keep his tears from falling.

"It's really ugly, after all, not everyone can be as good as me."

Su Mu's roots surged and the cage was like a rocket, and before they could react, they were taken back to the ground by Su Mu.

Their noses twitched violently, frantically sniffing the PM2.5 explosion air, revealing a silly smile for the rest of their lives, and the two lines of tears went down without fighting.

It feels good to be alive!

Su Mu saw that these people didn't have much trouble except for smirking all the time, and then withdrew his gaze and began to fill in the traces left after the battle in the valley.

Time passed silently in the busyness, and twilight fell in the blink of an eye.

Fire in July, Yang at the end of August, and clothing in September.

It's been autumn for a long time, the weather is gradually getting cooler, and the gentle evening breeze of the past carries a hint of imperceptible coldness.

Su Mu was still working hard to repair those ugly scars.

Suddenly, a hill-like, oppressive behemoth broke into the dense fog with a few small dots.

After Su Mu carefully perceived, he was stunned to find that they did not have the slightest malice, but instead carried a kind of goodwill, of course, more apprehension and nervousness.

This made Su Mu a little surprised, this kind of non-malicious he really saw for the first time.

It's not that he boasts, he is now a fragrant glutton, very sought-after, in this realm, the status is equivalent to the Tang monk meat in the Journey to the West, which xenomorph is all coveting him.

Su Mu, who was accustomed to malicious voyeurism, encountered this situation, and it was really groundbreaking.

Others have taken the initiative to release goodwill, and Su Mu will not refuse with a proud cold face, or even kill the killer.

Some friends come from afar, and they are happy.

Su Mu's branches twitched silently, and the tumbling sea of fog spread to both sides, revealing a wide valley road.

Qingniu stood outside the passage and did not immediately step on, bowing his head very politely and mooing three times to show his respect for Su Mu, and the deep voice echoed in the valley, spreading far, far away.

The three small xenomorphs behind it also followed suit, bowing their heads and groaning along with the green bull.

After all the sounds had disappeared, the green bulls slowly spread their limbs and stepped into the passage, and gradually, their figures disappeared into the depths of the valley.

Covered by thick fog, the canyon has once again returned to its former tranquility and peace.