After all, there are countless people with strong combat effectiveness, and if she is from Nie Qian's point of view, what she needs must be a specific talent with heartfelt hearts.

Moreover, Hongzi is right. Since the maze is full of countless difficulties, it is natural that the side with more teammates has the advantage.

Feng Bei was out of sight, and quietly wrote a word in her hand: 'One'.

One?

Whisper's eyes flashed, and he didn't have time to think about the meaning of Fengbei.

Hongzi watched with satisfaction as the originally relaxed atmosphere in the square became solemn and nodded. "By the way, communication is forbidden in the labyrinth. If two teams meet, the less responsive team will teleport randomly. ”

The door behind him slowly opened, indicating that he had told all the rules. "Then, I wish you all good luck."

The door behind Hongzi lit up in different colors, and a huge suction force came from inside, and the unprepared abilities all threw themselves into the door with the suction.

As she passed through the gate, Whisper felt touch a soft curtain, and then was wrapped in a film of light like soap bubbles.

The light film floated and fused with the other two bubbles. The surrounding scenery changes rapidly, and finally freezes in a long street full of lanterns that resembles a festival.

With a 'snap', the soap bubble broke, and Qingyan, Bai Xuan and Whisper fell to the ground.

Is this the labyrinth?

"What a familiar scene......" Seeing the lively festival scene, Whisper couldn't help but stretch out a hand to touch the row of lanterns. Her hand passed straight over the lantern.

It's just an illusion......

Qingyan also learned to whisper and curiously reached out to those who were setting up stalls and shouting, but her fingers came out of the thin illusion.

But it seems to be very fun.,Qing Yan is tired of touching it left and right.。

"What is this?" Only Bai Xuan looked left and right at the unfamiliar scene. Obviously, the busy street is full of vendors, but there are only three of them in the street, and it looks very strange no matter what.

Qingyan was interrupted by Bai Xuan's words, and hurriedly took her hand back like an electric shock.

"I'm sorry, I haven't seen this scene for too long, and I'm fascinated for a while."

Qingyan was a little embarrassed. "How old is Xuan'er this year?"

"I'll be 13 soon." Bai Xuan didn't understand why Qingyan suddenly asked her age.

"This is the picture from five years ago." Qingyan's eyes were hazy, staring at the street.

"It's a country called RB, and there are shrines dedicated to the gods. In order to worship the gods they serve or to celebrate historical events, the Shinkai Society conducts celebrations called festivals. ”

"Five years ago, you weren't even nine years old, so if you weren't born in that country, it's no wonder you haven't seen this kind of scene." Qing Yan explained to Bai Xuan with a smile.

Whispering glanced at Qingyan, "You're from RB?" ”

"Just once I went there on a trip with my childhood sweetheart's neighbor. Because he was said to have a relationship with the gods, he invited us to do so. Obviously a very happy memory, but Qingyan's expression was a little sad.

Whisper silently looked away.

"Condolences." Bai Xuan pulled Qingyan's clothes.

Fate is fair, and no one is exempt from the grief of the loss of a loved one in the midst of a catastrophe. After all, in the battle for survival, less than 10 million humans survived, only 1 in 500 before the war

Qing Yan looked at Whisper and Bai Xuan's reaction for a moment, blinked and didn't react, and then laughed out loud. "What do you think, you don't think he died in battle, do you? I just feel that there is some sadness that such a beautiful and peaceful day, and that beautiful and peaceful scene, can never be recreated. ”

Whisper's expression stiffened a little suddenly, and she silently withdrew her sympathy, and turned to check the details of the street.

She will never worry about a silly white sweet again!

Actually, Qingyan is a little wrong.

It's not that this scene can't be reproduced, it's that people's hearts are no longer as peaceful and beautiful as before, and even if it's the same scene, it's not as full of happiness as it was.

But since ancient times, all happiness has been built on the Shura field. People use war to defend themselves, and war to obtain the resources to survive. If this is the case within the human race, how can the invasion of the alien race be blamed?

War has nothing to do with right or wrong, and some are just positions.

After some observation, Whisper pondered something.

"It's not a scene from five years ago, it's a festival from a thousand years ago." Whisper pointed out a few places to Qingyan and Bai Xuan.

"You look at the details of the hanging cloth here, the actual name of this pattern is called turtle pattern and moire pattern, which has long been replaced by other styles in modern times. There are also things on the vendors, which are not garden activities at that time, but mainly typical snacks. If you look closely, none of the people on the road are dressed in modern clothes. ”

If it had been a thousand years ago, it would have been difficult to tell the information of this festival.

The festival of RB is strictly based on the ancient history of country Z, so it is difficult to make a conclusion if you just look at the form.

If you want to know what kind of festival it is, where and for what purpose, you can only find out when you look at the gods you worship.

Whisper walked forward while explaining the difference between the two to Qingyan. "Obviously, when we stepped through the door, the door was randomly geared towards us. Unfortunately, due to the lack of information, we can't tell whether the area we are in is a level or a passage, so we probably have to look at it as we go. ”

"However, there is probably one more thing that needs to be communicated before we can understand our situation." Whispering glanced at Qingyan with a smile, squatted down and looked at Bai Xuan levelly, and the corners of his two mouths hooked up like hooks. "What do you think about the distribution of prints?"

Bai Xuan saw Whisper's obviously ill-intentioned smile, and hid behind Qingyan like a frightened little white rabbit, only poking her head out to look at Whisper.

"Well, although you look very delicious, as long as you are a good 'child', I am not such a hungry person." Whisper's eyes smiled like two hooks.

Why did everyone think only of eating when they saw her? For the first time, Bai Xuan wondered if there was something wrong with her image.

"Whispering, you scared Xuan'er." Qing Yan looked at Whisper in confusion, not understanding why she suddenly showed such an attitude towards Bai Xuan.

She comforted Bai Xuan. "It's okay, whispering that she's joking, Xuan'er don't be afraid, just say it directly."

Where do you think she's joking? Bai Xuan looked at Qingyan speechless.

She blinked, looked at the whisper, looked at Qingyan, and thought about it.

"Xuan'er don't print. Because the prints are scattered, the sisters will not be able to pass the assessment. ”

Bai Xuan's eyes were wet, and the way she bit her lips made Qing Yan's heart melt.