The calm Valley of Flowers suddenly became agitated, and Long Qianhua watched the agitation come to his feet, and suddenly broke out of the ground, instantly setting off dust splashes and blurring his vision.

Before Long Qianhua could even see what it was, he felt a gust of wind blow past his ears, followed by a crisp grunt.

I don't know when the sound of the ancient flute will disappear, and now what surrounds Long Qianhua's ears is the sound of whimpering, and there is the sound of cooing and cooing that I don't know what it is, without the sense of horror that I gave people before, but when I opened my eyes and looked at the balls that didn't know what was constantly circling above their heads, Long Qianhua didn't know what kind of mood he should be.

As for Jing Sheng......

When the dust in front of him cleared, Long Qianhua found that there was a white ball on Jing Sheng's shoulder, round and round, two fat and short hind limbs tightly grasping Jing Sheng's clothes, and the two small paws in front of him kept gesturing something, and the round eyes like cherries looked at Jing Sheng seriously, moist, and the sharp little mouth kept making a cooing sound.

Seeing Long Qianhua coming towards them, Xiao Tuanzi bared his teeth and showed his sharp teeth, looking at Long Qianhua warningly.

Long Qianhua stopped, watched Jing Sheng stretch out his right hand, palm up, Tuanzi immediately gave up Long Qianhua, happily moved to Jing Sheng's palm, and rubbed Jing Sheng's palm with his head with satisfaction.

Jing Sheng looked at Long Qianhua and shook his head, "I don't know, but I feel that they like me very much." ”

They are not only referring to the ball in his hand, but also the group hovering over their heads.

Tuanzi seemed to understand Jing Sheng's words, looked up at Jing Sheng aggrievedly, and then immediately left Jing Sheng's palm, fluttering his little feathers and flying into the air.

"Is it angry?" Long Qianhua said, a little skeptical, "How do I feel that you have provoked it?"

Jing Sheng is also a little weak-hearted, this thing should look spiritual, and he always feels that he should communicate with these little things, so it is normal for them to understand their own words.

"What are they doing?" Jing Sheng asked, but he also knew that Long Qianhua would not know the answer, so he looked up at the group of black balls above them.

They are called dumplings because they look like a dough egg, with round bodies, short, fat limbs, which are almost completely obscured by the hair on their bodies, and their small eyes, whose ears are barely visible, are completely obscured by their own physical features.

If there's one thing that's not round about them, it's probably their little mouths.

With a pointed mouth, the voice is particularly loud, like a singer with a naturally good voice, and speaking casually is like a well-sung song.

I saw that the little ball that was still in Jing Sheng's hands just now was surrounded by other balls, they all seemed to look the same, but that little thing seemed to have a unique charm, and it could identify people at a glance.

After a while, the wandering small groups suddenly dispersed, lined up in several columns in an orderly manner, and before Long Qianhua could ask questions, they immediately changed their formations, centered on small things, and surrounded them from the inside out, slowly, one on top of the other, into the shape of a pyramid.

"Do you feel that the fragrance is stronger?" Jing Sheng sniffed his nose, the smell of flowers at this moment was several times more tired than before, even he couldn't stand it a little.

As for Long Qianhua, her control of the wind made her more sensitive to taste, she had already felt the change before Jing Sheng said it, and just wanted to nod her head to echo Jing Sheng's words, when the strange scene suddenly appeared in the distance and attracted their attention.

The small balls were still gathered above their heads, but at this moment the farthest one had risen to the center of the flower garden, and even then they seemed to be densely packed, and the number on their heads did not seem to have diminished at all, and it seemed to be a little more.

This flower garden they used a few pounds of an hour's time, enough to see how big it is, standing on the mountainside at this moment and looking at the past, it is even more delicate, the flowers are in full bloom, very beautiful.

Under their gaze, the flowers that bloomed all over the mountains suddenly seemed to be attracted by something, and one by one they scrambled to open the restraint of the flower stems and flew into the air, and thousands of countless petals quickly gathered in the air in the shape of a "6", as if the gravitational pull of the center of the hurricane, gathering all the petals in all directions.

The colorful colors slowly covered the bodies of the dumplings, and they came all the way in the direction of Long Qianhua and Jing Sheng.

The pollen gradually blew away in the wind and sprinkled across the valley.

Jing Sheng raised his feet and took two steps forward, and suddenly stretched out his hands and made a circle in the air.

Under this action, the little group became more and more excited, and the cries that were still chaotic just now suddenly became very regular, and the sound was like a code word rehearsed in advance, and the tone just changed, and the little group in the lead flew back again, flapping its wings and stopping in front of Jing Sheng's eyes, cooing excitedly.

"You're a little wow. Jing Sheng spoke towards the dumplings.

The dumplings were even more excited, and kept flying up and down, and then turned around with a long "coo" sound, only to see that the "6" shaped petals just now were slowly transformed into circles while blowing towards this side.

Long Qianhua's eyes widened in surprise, and she had just tried, the wind she controlled couldn't shake those petals in the slightest, let alone completely mess with their shapes, not even a small petal that blew off the corners.

Even, when her mind first came up, she was already stared at by Xiao Wow.

Long Qianhua took a few steps back in amusement, and handed over the stage completely to Jing Sheng, although she still didn't know exactly what happened, but seeing that the current situation should be related to Jing Sheng's memory.

No matter what shape Jing Sheng drew in the air, as long as Xiao Wow shouted, those balls and petals could immediately change formations, which were completely consistent with the void graphics depicted by Jing Sheng, which was simply incredible!

Jing Sheng slowly seemed to find a pattern, let Xiao Wow stand on his shoulder, let it not make a sound, and wanted to try to see if he could achieve the idea in his heart on his own.

However, what is surprising is that as long as Xiao Wow does not scream, no matter how Jing Sheng compares, there will be no change in the slightest.

Jing Sheng could be sure that those little groups could understand what he was saying, and he could even feel that they had hesitated when he gave the order, but why didn't they move in the end?

Just when Jing Sheng was thinking about whether to let Xiao Wow speak, suddenly those petals fell from the sky one after another, and the little group also let out a frightened cry.