Chapter 51: The Puppet

The fragrant and pleasant aroma emanates from the flowers in front of you, making people intoxicated for a moment. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

Standing beside him, he looked at it for a long time, until he couldn't hold back his sneezing, his eyes were watery, and he rubbed his somewhat reddened nose, and then he unconsciously shook his head slightly, and he woke up a little.

This flower......

Compared with the flowers beside it, it is just a little more luxuriant, and there is nothing else special.

But why did she almost want to be robbed of all her thoughts by it when she saw it for the first time, as if all her thoughts disappeared in an instant, and all that was left in her mind was only appreciation and admiration for this flower?

Thinking of this, she took a small step back with some vigilance.

The surroundings were very silent, and the sounds of fighting and shouting in the distance had long been inaudible here, only the faint chirping of insects and the sound of the wind beating on the leaves hidden among the flowers could be heard.

It's really strange to look at all this in front of you.

The stinging pain in her wrist before led her here, and it disappeared.

Obviously, it is getting more and more painful, so the death gas should be getting heavier and heavier, but why can't you notice a trace of death when you come here?

Dead air can't disappear for no reason, it must be covered up by something.

Thinking of this, Liluo couldn't help but look at the flower in front of him.

Since they all want to pick one in the sea of flowers, it's just it!

Step out, lean forward, pull the white silk in one hand, and sacrifice two fingers in the other, and go straight to the flower stem. But when the fingers were still a centimeter away from the flower, the ghost made the god send a slight deviation from the direction of the fingertips, and actually touched the petals with his fingertips.

At this touch, she instinctively frowned.

The flower just now, she could feel the velvety smoothness and finesse with a light touch. And at this moment, it is like a jade, fresh and delicate flower, but it is like touching a withered leaf, and the veins are deep or shallow, straight imprinted on people's skin, and it hurts.

Liluo suddenly wanted to withdraw her hand, but her fingertips seemed to be extremely greedy for the touch, and she never lifted it.

The hand on her side tugged at the white silk tightly, and she suddenly remembered that she was so close, but so far, this flower has not attracted the slightest butterfly.

Looking at the slenderness touching the petals, I thought back to the moment when I picked the flowers before, and I was a little hesitant.

It seems like...... From the moment she had just now, her mind had changed.

There is no inevitable defloration, but the petals seem to have an inexplicable attraction to her, and the fingers caress it, and the vicissitudes of life that are revealed bring her an indescribable shock and trembling.

She didn't know where the feeling came from, it just felt familiar.

It's like when they were full of tears, looking fixedly at the evil sea where the black fog had dispersed.

The tide swept the fishy wind, obviously slapping on the hull of the ship over and over again, but suddenly they felt that the sea water seemed to rush into their hearts, and all the mournful, terrifying, and sour emotions were washed away, leaving only the body trembling slightly involuntarily......

Wrong!

Liluo suddenly woke up, how could she be taken away by this inexplicable emotion and thought again!

There is something wrong with this flower!

The reason why the butterfly that can sense people's thoughts did not come was because it knew that in front of this flower, she could not give birth to other thoughts at all!

His eyes deepened, and he looked at the flower tightly, his lips unconsciously moved slightly, and he silently recited the mantra of purifying his heart.

Her fingers slowly slid down the petals to the stem, but it was only a centimeter, but she seemed to be moving in the stone slurry, and the corners of her forehead were instantly covered with fine sweat, which was really laborious.

It's here!

Undisturbed this time, she finally found the weak spot of the stem, and gently folded it with two fingers.

With the force between the fingers, the whole flower trembled, as if it was about to be picked in the next second.

All her attention was focused on her hands, and it was precisely because of this that at this time, Liluo suddenly felt that something was wrong.

Why is it so silent unconsciously?

I used to have a faint insect chirp in my ears, but I can't hear it now?

Subconsciously looked around, and for a moment, it was difficult to see the extreme on Liluo's face.

Because, she found that around, there was not a single flower......

The sea of flowers in the sky seemed to have completely evaporated, except for the one that was being pinched off in her hand.

She hurriedly looked back at the direction she had just seen, but fortunately, the people who traveled with her did not disappear, and they were still dancing in their respective places, holding their own magic weapons. It's just that...... There are no flowers or butterflies in front of them, and their desperate fight is like a funny puppet show, with exaggerated movements and really ridiculous.

However, Liluo couldn't laugh at all.

Suddenly, she felt like she was being pulled by a strong force in her wrist, causing her to unconsciously fall towards the flower branch.

She gasped, the stinging pain in her pulse that was resurging from her could not be restrained, and the hand that had been holding the flower had to stop for a moment and grab the slightly broken stem. He bent over his leg with his other hand, trying to relieve the pain in his wrist a little.

But she only felt that the broken stem seemed to erupt something, and the white jade bracelet hanging on her wrist kept vibrating. The scars on it, as if they had stood up alive, pierced into her flesh and pained her mind.

At this moment, she suddenly understood.

It turned out that what I had seen before had always been an illusion.

Elder Yan, who was the leader of the team, said that when they came in, they could see a sea of flowers, and they had unconsciously accepted this hint. So under this phantom flower, even if it is empty, they feel as if they have seen a sea of flowers.

So, immediately after, they went to pick the flowers and met the strange butterfly. It was just a slight flap of the wings that could tear apart all the life-threatening postures, making them all think that this was the most difficult part of this trial.

However, I didn't know that all of this was transformed by this flower.

She couldn't understand why the dead air was covered up, but now, everything had an answer.

Because, the vitality of this flower can cancel it out temporarily.

The stinging sensation that had come all the way before suddenly disappeared here. It just shows that in this valley, except for this flower, the rest is lifeless.

That is... Everything they saw, whether it was the grass growing and the warbler flying, or the splendid sea of flowers, no longer existed.

But what she couldn't figure out was how the dead air and this strange outward breath could exist on the same plant in such a peaceful form of coexistence.

The little face that involuntarily frowned together because of the pain, and was about to grit his teeth and snatch the flower, and then think about it. As a result, the flower, which looked like it should have been broken, was surrounded by a powerful suction, and her hand seemed to be pressed against it, and she couldn't break free at all.

Suddenly, an overwhelming silence and depression swept over, countless hustle and bustle and noise emerged in her mind, her head was splitting, and before she could have a trace of expression on her face, the whole person seemed to be unable to bear it, and fainted.