Fantasy Starts With The Ancient Eucharist

Above is a blue sky, with white clouds floating in the sky, and the gentle spring breeze blowing all around, everything is full of vitality and enchantment.

Xiao Lin was suspicious, narrowed his eyes slightly, and poured Spirit Power into his eyes.

Looking at it this way, Xiao Lin suddenly realized.

Although these seas of flowers are real and real, the sky above is nothing but a false illusion.

With the help of Spirit Power, you can see clearly that under the disguise of the blue sky, there are cliffs and cliffs that are as dark as ink.

From the top several thousand meters, you can also see the Nianmo Cliff floating in the air, lingering devilish air.

"I see."

Xiao Lin said solemnly, "We are indeed under Nian Demon Cliff. We must find a way to leave here before we can return to the top to pick the Night Shadow Demon Flower..."

"You elm bumps, don't be so innocent."

Drought Yan did not panic at all. She knelt on the ground and picked up a purple-red flower. He smiled and said, "Hey, do you know what flower this is?"

"I don't know." Xiao Lin was absent-minded and casually perfunctory.

"This is violet, and the flower language of violet is eternal love and beauty."

Drizzle placed the flower on the tip of his nose and sniffed, and said with a smile: "It is said that the violet is a transformation of the tears of the beauty god Venus. It can only be dedicated to his beloved lover."

"Venus, the god of beauty?"

Xiao Lin thought of the sinister, cunning and extremely narcissistic goddess, and couldn't help but sneered: "If you can kill her by extinguishing these flowers, I will definitely burn all the violets in the world directly."

Han Yan gave Xiao Lin a white look, and twisted a small flower that also appeared lavender: "Do you know what kind of flower this is?"

"Violet." Xiao Lin replied casually.

"Not at all."

Drizzle looked at the delicate flowers with pity, and said with a smile: "This is pansy, one of the most mysterious flowers."

"Different colored pansies have different flower language-among them, the purple pansy symbolizes silent love and unconditional love..."

"We are now at Ten Thousand Demon Mountain, and we all have a serious purpose to do."

Xiao Lin said impatiently: "So I'm not in the mood to listen to you talk about flower knowledge, understand?"

"What a boring man."

Han Yan curled his lips and said coldly, "If a man like you is unsympathetic, even if a woman likes you, it must be because of your power and strength."

The corners of Xiao Lin's mouth twitched slightly, and he immediately felt a complete sense of frustration.

When I was alive, I was the most despised "honest man" and "straight steel man" among women, so I lived for more than 20 years and never had a serious relationship.

It's fine to be laughed at by a woman. I didn't expect to be laughed at by a female zombie now.

shame!

What a shame!

Just as Xiao Lin was cursing in his heart, there was a laughter from the side: "Hoho, the little girl looked at her young age, but she didn't expect to have such research on flowers and flower language, which really admires the old man."

Xiao Lin and Han Yan became nervous in an instant, and they looked aside together.

I saw an elderly woman who was ten meters away from them.

The old woman was gray-haired, full of silver threads, with a cane in her hand, and a kind smile on her face. She looked like an old grandmother next door, approachable and amiable.

Han Yan hurriedly stood up and asked puzzledly: "Old lady, do you plant these flowers?"

"Yes."

The old woman smiled and nodded: "The old man has lived here for a long time, and there is nothing to do alone. I can only plant flowers, water and kill the time."

"Old lady, this can't be planted casually!"

Han Yan said in awe: "With such exquisite appearance, such a complete variety, old lady, when you were young, you must have been a great female hero!"

"Ho ho, the little girl can really talk."

The old woman hid her face and smiled, slightly raised her finger to the side, "My home is not far away. How about going to have a cup of tea and chat with the old man?"

"No, we..."

Xiao Lin just wanted to refuse, Han Yan interrupted him directly, and said with a smile: "Okay, then we should respect our fate!"

Immediately, despite the 10,000 unwillingness in Xiao Lin's heart, he was still dragged by the drought, unwilling to follow the old woman to the small wooden house not far away.

Coming to the wooden house, the old woman made tea for them with a kind of petals, and smiled: "Seeing you are so good-matched, with talents and beautiful looks, they should be very loving young couples, right?"

Xiao Lin's face changed, just about to deny it, but Han Yan nodded with a bright smile: "Yes, old lady, you really have a pair of eyes!"

"You are not injured lightly. If you delay it, you may be worried about your life. Fortunately, you have met an old body."

The old woman stood up unhurriedly, took out a clay pot from the wooden stand on the side, and took out two orange-red petals from it: "These are the petals of red lotus and snow chrysanthemum, a rare healing holy thing in the world, you Swallow it quickly, and run Internal Energy to heal your injuries."

Han Yan hurriedly waved his hand: "Old lady, we have met by water and we have never lived before, how can we accept such a valuable gift from you."

"Meeting the three-point relationship, it is hard for the old man to find someone who can talk and chat, and you must not be polite with the old man."

The old woman walked slowly to the door and said with a smile: "You guys have a rest here, and you can cook some food for the old man, and treat you well!"

After the old woman left, Hanyan still had a happy smile on her face.

"Why are you staying here?"

Xiao Lin frowned and said solemnly, "I have just noticed that there are Restrictions here, completely isolated from the outside world, and I don't know how dangerous it is."

"Xiao Lin, don't you be so disappointed"

Han Yan curled her lips and said displeased: "This old woman is very lonely at first sight. I don't know how long a person has been living here alone, and finally met us. Would you bear to abandon her directly?"

"Can you not be so naive?"

Xiao Lin sighed heavily, and coldly said, "Why don't you think about it. How can it be a good thing to be able to grow flowers in this perilous Ten Thousand Demon Mountain and live in a corner?"

"What's more, let's not mention that we have to pick the Night Shadow Demon Flower. If we delay here for too long, then Yinggou and they can't contact us, what should we do?"

Xiao Lin's remarks made Hanyan also deeply agree, and bowed her head guiltily, "You are right, I understand..."

"Then let's not make that old woman sad, let's leave secretly."

"We can't stay here forever. This is the most appropriate and appropriate way for you and me, or for the old woman."

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