The scenery in front of him was like a paradise, but it really attracted Yang Ye's attention, making him a little intoxicated - the entire cone-shaped space, only the top of the light shone into it, like a large spotlight, illuminating the lonely small room in the center of the small island inside. Wherever the afterglow of the surrounding light could reach, the red mansa beads or other colored flowers below also emitted a dazzling halo under the effect of this light......

Even around the mountain wall, where light is the most difficult to reach, is mysterious and beautiful because of the circular lake below, which reflects a sparkling ripple effect and is imprinted on the mountain wall......

The whole space is very large, if you take Yang Ye, a normal person, as an example, then he goes straight from the mountain wall at one end to the other, which is probably longer than the length of the two football fields connected to it, and the height is ......

Yang Ye looked up again, according to the height of an ordinary house, their position was about thirty stories high from reaching the top of the crater. In other words, the distance of about 100 meters is the top of the entire mountain as seen from the outside.

Previously, they had been burrowing into the cave at the foot of the mountain, constantly zigzagging, up and down, probably in a circular route around the mountain, reducing the height of the steep slope and increasing the distance.

The whole space is quiet and cool, full of floral fragrance, although this floral fragrance is a little stronger, but it is not lethal, but it is indeed an ordinary floral fragrance, but because it has been blooming in a semi-enclosed space for a long time, the floral fragrance rarely emits. And then accumulate the effect of precipitation.

But...... Yang Ye, they didn't come to see the scenery, their ultimate goal was to clean up the flower of the empress.

Yang Ye's eyes turned, and he didn't find anything special around him, not even any aggressive flowers lurking in it—safe! Yinian Chengmo was sniffing a flower in the distance, and it seemed that he was in love with this place...... Looking at him, there was a trace of worry and pity between his eyebrows, as if he was disturbed and trapped by the scene in front of him, this appearance is really like Lin Daiyu in "Dream of Red Mansions", a famous book that Yang Ye once read, is like this!

"Enough of playing with flowers? To go or not to go? Yang Ye spoke. Stopped the man who was about to continue the girl's down, and became a demon.

"Damn, seeing such a sad scene, you are not moved or hurt by it. Do you have any snacks? "One thought becomes a demon and one turns back. Homeopathic shook off the tears from the corners of his eyes. Said.

"What kind of love, what quiet, what is there to be sad about." Yang Ye said with a smile.

"Such a splendid flower, but living in this dark place. It's a pity that you can't see the beauty and strife outside. Yinian Chengmeng shook his head, "It's the same as me, it's too similar......"

Yang Ye looked left and right, and thought carefully: It's right to think of becoming a demon, although these flowers bloom beautifully, but they do lack something, if you want to say it, it is probably the momentum that blooms proudly in the wind and rain, these are all those who have never seen the wind and rain, and the surrounding stone walls have stopped all the storms and rains, and there is only about a continuous rain on them......

In their opinion, whether it is wind or rain, it should be friendly.

There is a feeling that there are good people in the world and there are no bad people, and this cannot be criticized - will it be like this when a thought becomes a demon? Yang Ye turned his head and looked at Yi Yi Cheng, that guy is so old next year, but he still feels sorry for himself at the flowers all over the ground, and he looks a little disgusting......

"If you don't go, I'll go. Lilina, keep up. Yang Ye didn't bother to care so much, so he directly called Lilina, left a thought into a demon, and walked around the only road on the island......

"Alas, don't go, I'll rub, wait for me."

……

There is no road in the world, but when there are many people walking, there is a road.

This is true, but the premise is that there must be people in the world, and there must be people who go to places where there is no road in order to form a road. In front of me, it didn't look like a place where people lived, but there was a road, and there were not many weeds in the middle of the road, only scattered petals of mud, which was obvious - this road was often walked around.

That is, here: someone.

Although all doubts can be solved with only one answer, Yang Ye and Yinian Chengmo have no way to be sure for sure, and I am afraid that they can only understand when they see it......

The path is faint among the flowers, and if you don't pay attention to it, you have to be buried by the delicate flowers blooming at your feet, in order not to hurt these flowers, so that the thought behind him will become a devil, Yang Ye took the lead and walked very carefully-obviously so many flowers outside died in his hands, but it was a lot of trouble here.

"Alas, when people get old, they are easy to be sentimental about things...... "A thought of becoming a demon said leisurely.

"You're enough, besides, I'll go straight up." Yang Ye turned his head and glared at Cheng Demon, his words were not fake.

After passing through many flowers of various colors, they approached the area full of red mansa beads-the dead man's flower, just such a name makes people feel very uncomfortable, and entering it is even more terrifying, and they can't calm down.

All around, the eyes are red, the higher you go, the more intense the light, and the red reflected is more intense, Yang Ye looked back, and the original black thought of becoming a demon looked red all over his body at this time, a little weird, but also a little funny.

"Hahaha, promise, you're red all over." Yang Ye didn't laugh first, but instead laughed and said with a thought behind him.

"Damn, you too." Yang Ye said in a sullen voice, "Little Devil, do you think the color of this flower is too weird?" ”

"Is there one? Also, don't call me Little Devil, call me Brother Demon. Yi Nian Cheng asked and looked down at the red Mansha Zhuhua beside him.

"Well, the color of this reflection is so warm that ordinary flowers, even patches of flowers, can't emit such an effect." Yang Ye said in a condensed voice.

The words of the battle of promises also made Yi Nian Chengmo think slightly, he said well, it is impossible for flowers to reflect such a strong color, and the flowers around him at this time are not right.

"No matter, go straight up, the soldiers will block the water and cover the earth, not afraid of death, not cowardly!" Yinian Chengmo frowned and said.

Yang Ye nodded slightly, and agreed to this approach - since the enemy does not move, then it is a little strange that they are too restrained, as long as it is not a boss, the mob still can't put too much pressure on them, and Yang Ye's miner's hat clearly tells him that the flowers in front of him are just ordinary Mansha Zhuhua, and there is nothing strange in nature.

Spiraling all the way up, it was finally the clearing in front of the hut. Here, the flow of the wind is more violent, but this wind is not left and right, nor back and forth, but blows upwards outside, and the convection of the air makes the wind in this space continue to move upward, so that the air here forms a flow and does not look stuffy.

In front of him, the cabin was as identical as Aaron's house, even the height, length, width, and even some small details were exactly the same—this was probably Aaron's hand.

There was a small shower against the wall of the room, which was very beautiful, very different from the one used by the vegetative people I had met before; On the side, there are small shovels and other tools, all of which are used to take care of the flowers, and it seems that there are indeed people here.

Yang Ye and Yi Nian Cheng Demon glanced at each other, both at a loss--how to do it, do you want to go in directly?

"There's nowhere else but to go in and have a look." Yang Ye said.

"You kicked me down just now, I'm not happy about this thing, this time you will go in first." As soon as he thought of becoming a demon, in order to show his determination, he took a few steps back, "Please......"

At the beginning, Yang Ye didn't plan to let Yi Nian Cheng Demon in, there were some situations, he didn't know, but Yang Ye, who had a miner's hat, already knew about it, and these special information were enough to make Yang Ye understand a lot of things.

But he wondered how he could become a demon at once—after all, some of the actions seemed like prophets, and they were terrifying. Taking the situation in front of him as an example, Yang Ye can already roughly guess the situation in the house, but he can't act directly, there is always a process, if the thought of becoming a demon is not there, it can be directly omitted, but not now.

Take a few steps forward, as if he was in front of Aaron's house, but this time Yang Ye didn't have that caution, he strode forward, came to the door of the house, leaned forward slightly, and asked, "Is there anyone!?" ”

Of course there were people, but unfortunately no one answered.

Yang Ye raised again: "Someone doesn't have it!" ”

Still no answer.

After a pause, Yang Ye shouted again: "Damn, someone doesn't have it, squeak alive." ”

Pity...... Still no one answered. At this time, Yang Ye was already speechless about the so-called Empress Flower, she was obviously inside, but she didn't answer for a long time, why, in the miner's hat, it was also clearly marked: The Empress Flower is in the house.

Yang Ye looked back at Yi Nian Cheng, the guy spread his hands and then motioned for Yang Ye to go inside. Helpless, Yang Ye is ready to work hard again-

"Is there a ......?"

"Can you wait for me to finish the shower? Or do you want to see me take a shower? ”

Suddenly, a crisp and pleasant woman's voice came from the room, which directly interrupted Yang Ye's fourth shout, the voice was neither high nor low, tactful as a warbler, a little indifferent, and a little angry, directly hitting the hearts of the two men-the sound is so good!

There is probably only one way to be able to appear here, to live here alone......

This woman is naturally the target that Yang Ye has been looking for for a long time - the flower of the empress? Rose. (To be continued......)