The flower has seven petals, distributed in seven colors, and is called a seven-colored flower.

This is a unique kind of peculiar flower on Wunian Mountain, which will bloom dispersively on the branches of towering trees, the fragrance of the flowers is seductive and attractive, colorful, and the psychedelic fragrance is refreshing.

And the little insect in front of him, An Qing naturally recognizes it, every time she wants to pick seven-colored flowers, she must deal with these little guys hiding in the shadows, usually there will be a few little guys on the branches of every tree with flowers to guard this strange seven-colored flower.

"Modo worms. ”

An Qing softly called the name of the little monster insect, pinned the flower in her hand to the end of her hair, and fiddled with it a few times.

"Hum—"

The sound of wings flapping sounded again, and in the small hole that had been knocked out between the weeds, the modo worm that shook its head flew out of it again.

But at this time, the body of the insect seemed to become a little larger, and the original gray body gradually became scarlet, and the sound of the wings flapping became more intense and sharp, as if it was already angry.

There were two slender tentacles on his head, which shook for a while.

"Hee-hee. An Qing looked at the little insect's attitude, smiled and kicked it, and immediately crossed several meters away and landed on the branch of another tree.

Searching with both eyes to see if there were still traces of seven-colored flowers around, An Qing was watching intently, but the voice in her ears became more and more sharp.

An Qing tilted her head slightly, and with a "boom", the Moduo insect once again missed the target, and slammed straight forward, and the little head was directly inserted into the dry bark, leaving a small hole in it, and a trace of hot white mist came out of it.

"Where's that porcelain doll?"

An Qing muttered, ignoring the tenacious little insect, her eyes rolled, and then she jumped towards the trees in front of her, and continued to walk in the forest, while not forgetting to find the figure of the seven-colored flower in the gap between the branches and leaves.

She didn't want to lose.

And in the small hole with a hint of white mist, the tiny, like the nail cover of the little thumb, crawled out again, shook the little dizzy little brain case, and flew up again.

The direction is the direction that follows An Qing's departure.

The guardians of the seven-colored flowers have not given up on their mission.

"Hum—"

......

"One, two, three......"

Yin Mo half-squatted on a thick branch, and a seven-colored flower bloomed from the place where the branch was embedded with the body of the tree, and the seven petals on it were constantly swaying with the breeze, and the stems and leaves supporting the flowers were full of green, and there were two green leaves on it that were also fiddling with their figures.

Yin Mo put the three seven-colored flowers in his hand on his left ear and forked them, and reached forward, ready to pluck the seven-colored flowers in the gap.

But suddenly, there was a faint sound, and several small black shadows rushed over.

Yin Mo didn't stop his movements, he reached straight over and pulled up the seven-colored flower, and in an instant, those black shadows quickly collided.

"Shhhh

The sound of flesh and blood breaking exploded, and there were three more blood holes on Yin Mo's palm, and bright red blood was flowing out of it.

And where the three small holes were broken, there was a Modo worm crawling up with its head poked out, and it was constantly swinging with its two slender tentacles, and the two transparent wings were flapping up, and they were about to fly.

But before they could complete their movements, several blood-colored roots like silk threads immediately drilled out of the blood hole, and wrapped around the body of the Modo worm.

The modo insect flapped its wings and struggled, but to no avail, the blood-colored roots were like human fingers, and the modo insect was wrapped fiercely, and then it contracted violently, "pinching" it.

"Click......"

The sound of shattering came from the "blood ball" encased in blood-colored roots.

Yin Mo still had such a faint smile on his face. As if all this movement had nothing to do with him, he pinned the seven-colored flower he picked in his hand to his ear.

And the three blood holes on the palm of the hand have healed, and there is no trace of injury.

"Four. ”

Yin Mo stood up, his figure flashed, and he disappeared again.

The wind blew again, rustling the dense branches and leaves, and there was no longer a figure on the branch, and in the gap there was only a small green stem that had not been plucked.

On the other side, An Qing is also constantly looking for the seven-colored flowers in the forest.

There were a few black dots behind him, chasing after him.

"You little things are weird and annoying, too. ”

An Qing said with some disgust, holding three of her "trophies" in her left hand at this time, of course, she was also being chased by the little insects guarding these flowers.

The buzzing sound behind her continued one after another, and An Qing felt a little irritable. His ears moved, but the corners of his mouth curled up in a graceful arc, and then he suddenly changed direction and ran.

The relentless Modo worm also changed direction after him, desperately flapping his two thin transparent wings, trying to catch up with the immoral "thief" in front of him.

An Qing jumped off the branches and began to run on the ground, constantly jumping and jumping to avoid the broken branches and leaves that were intertwined on the ground, and ran towards her destination.

The Modo insect also flew and lowered itself, always staying a foot behind An Qing, and the speed became faster and faster at this time, and there were even faint signs of catching up.

An Qing looked at the little black dots behind her, laughed slyly, stretched out her hands to push away the dense bushes that were blocking in front of her, and plunged directly into it.

The modos flew up, over the bushes, and then rushed down from above.

However, they were greeted by the cold water.

"Poof!"

An Qing picked up a puddle of water in his hand in the pool of water at his feet, and pounced on the rushing Modo insects again, and those originally menacing insects immediately became scared and kept dodging in all directions.

However, they are still very stubborn, and they have not forgotten their mission when they are suffering, and in addition to dodging, they have not forgotten their original intentions, and continue to work hard to get closer to An Qing. It's a pity that the fierce attack on the pool made it a little difficult for them to move for a while.

For a while, more than a dozen Modo insects in mid-air were agitated, scurrying around like headless flies.

An Qing snorted and sneered when she saw that those little insects were all instigated.

that you will chase me.

The most feared thing for these Modo insects is water.

If you encounter water, you will die!