Chapter 893: Bright Poisonous Flower

"These rose demons have spread all over the city, no matter how strong your strength is, it is impossible to save those elven butterflies scattered throughout the city, but you will expose yourself to their eyes."

The blind old gentleman said. "But......" Chu Duan didn't want the defector girl to succeed.

Creatures of the level of Dead Dreams, once they are about to die, they will continue to continue this race in the form of life hereditary, but in a situation like this that falls into a trap and is killed, it is impossible for Dead Dream to have time to carry out life hereditary, if there is only one Dead Dream in this world, then the Dead Dream race will be destroyed!!

"It's guarding the land." The blind old gentleman said. The city seems to be becoming more and more prosperous, full of nature, and everywhere you go, you can see the beautiful picture of spring.

However, the people of this entire city do not know that under this thriving scene, there is a terrible army of plunderers, which will suck out the breath of nature for hundreds of years in the future and extract it at full speed. In this hundred years, this land will become more and more fertile, but after a hundred years, this spiritual earth will become a terrible scorched earth, and not a single grass will grow!

All the territory of Xiang Rong is guarded and ruled by the Dream of the Dead, it will appear in this city, and it will use its powerful Dark Wither Skill to make all the plants in this city wither, not because it wants to destroy the prosperity that human beings have built up with great difficulty, nor to bring plagues and disasters to this city, but to save this land and save Xiang Rong City a hundred years later!

However, among the millions of residents of Xiang Rong City, a few of them will know the truth of this matter, and even if they are told all this, they will only believe that these puppet flower demons cultivated by the holy goddess Emperor Ji are to protect them, and not to plunder the resources that the descendants of Xiang Rong City depend on for survival. …… Throughout the city, the puppet demon flower grew wildly, turning into a giant forest that could not see the light of day.

Powerful hypnotic pollen sprinkled in the air, permeating the entire city, the puppet flower demon did not attack the city's residents, but after these pollen were sprinkled, all the people who did not have time to hide in the basement were hypnotized, even some soul pet masters could not resist the strong drowsiness that came from the surge.

Hypnotic powder flashes with blue light, this light attribute pollen is completely formed for the dark attribute elf butterfly, although the black elf butterfly also has the ability of hypnotic powder, but flying in this sleepy air, unconsciously, the frequency of some smaller elf butterflies flapping their wings slowly slowed down, and then slowly fell to the ground.

The puppet flower demon is holy blue, and grows luxuriantly like a towering tree, which in people's eyes, is like an army of guards protecting the city, but once the elf butterflies are hypnotized on a large scale and fall into the puppet flower demon, these puppet flower demons will be exposed in their original form, and their greedy flower mouths and stinging teeth will tear those hypnotized elf butterflies to pieces......

Every street and alley in the city is playing out this bloodless but extremely terrifying scene, the low-level black elf butterfly is easily hypnotized by the blockbuster, and then dies in a deep sleep, and the high-level elf butterfly faces the ruthless attack of the puppet flower demon. ……

"Puff puff ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~"

A group of black high-level elf butterflies with broken wings floated past the three of them in panic, and they shuttled between the tall and domineering puppet flower demon branches all over their bodies, unleashing their spiritual skills, trying to awaken the large hypnotic black elf butterflies hanging on the petals and branches.

It's a pity that the Holy Blue Puppet Flower Demon has a very strong restraint whether it is against the wing system or the dark system, and this group of high-level black elf butterflies has not been able to escape the doom of death in the end. "It knows it's full of traps, so why is it coming?"

Chu Duan looked at the black elf butterflies whose bodies turned into black snowflakes and withered poignantly, and an inexplicable sadness rose in his heart.

"It promised Chengmo that it ......would appear when the territory was in danger," said the blind old man. It feels like a moth to a fire...... "Ye Qianzi couldn't bear to look at the sad dead black elf butterflies around him.

Chu Duan glanced at Ye Tianzi, and then at some of the soul pet masters who were cheering in the city. These soul pets are not hypnotized, they look at these black elf butterflies like they look at the plague that brings sickness and death to the flood of insects and flies, the more they die, the more the soul pets feel safe.

"These people who don't distinguish between right and wrong, the dream of death is really moths to the fire." Chu Duan sighed and said with some indignation. Moths fight fires, seek survival when they are weak, and survive for weak creatures when they are strong......

He is the king of this land, but he has never appeared on this land with pride, and he has not put on a high appearance to claim any resources of this land. And when the crisis arises, its lonely figure is suspended in the air, cold, arrogant, and elegant.

It doesn't take much to explain, just do your duty, even if the people of this land have come to see black as ominous, even if these ignorant people are seduced by a terrible banshee and can't tell right from wrong...... Chu Duan believed that it was dismissive of humans being able to understand its intentions, and that it didn't need people to understand that it was guarding the land.

Even, a hundred years later, all the blame for the depletion of the land may be attributed to it.

But so what, if people themselves don't realize that the land that destroys them is the goddess they worship, and it is this dark dream of death that saves them, then such a kingdom and life will be exhausted and will eventually perish.

Bright and beautiful, colorful, full of seduction, always highly toxic. The entire Xiang Rong City was embracing a divine flower with a perfect appearance full of temptation, and the poison had unknowingly penetrated into their bodies and blood. Even if someone told them that they were highly poisoned and still in a psychedelic state, they turned against each other angrily.

Chu Duan has never positioned himself as a savior of the world, all he cares about is those who already have feelings, people, cities, soul pets, and territories...... Xiang Rongcheng's people are already terminally ill and cannot be treated, Chu Duan will only choose to watch from the sidelines, what he really cares about is the dream of death for this moth to fight the fire. The light veil that obscures the sky with black is gradually thinning.

Millions of black elf butterflies are being destroyed one by one, and the black world is occupied by the highly poisonous and bright holy blue.

"Puff puff puff ~~~~~~~"

A devastated black elf butterfly fell on Chu Duan's shoulder, its tired eyes half-opened, its wings vibrating gently, and its bright eyes were dull and indifferent at this time. Although this is only a small elf butterfly clone of one of the millions of dead dreams, Chu Duan has seen a lot of it in its eyes, and presumably the heart of dead dreams is the same.

"I buried Tianmang's soul pet in the place where He Chengmo was buried, come with me to see it, that thing may be there," said the blind old man.

"Yes."

Chu Duan nodded. Two hundred years ago, the strength of the person who was even stronger than the leader of the alliance, the things left behind should not be ordinary, in short, it can't be obtained by the defector girl. ...... "How many places are left that have not been searched?" ”

Emperor Ji stood on the holy blue flower, her expression indifferent, completely indifferent to the black elf butterflies scattered around her.

"Now there is only one last place left, which is a memorial mound, and Mr. Chen showed that it is a historical tomb, and the land there is relatively special, and our seeds and roots cannot penetrate there." The Chief Flower Girl said. "Oh, there's it."

Emperor Ji nodded, and said to the Flower Emperor Master with soul thoughts, "I'll leave the rest to you, don't let go of a black elf butterfly." "Your Highness, rest assured." Xia Zhixian smiled slightly. …… The memorial mound is located on the grassy slope to the north of the library.

This is a relatively simple memorial mound, with no name, no record, and only a lonely white stone monument standing silently there. This is one of the few lands in the entire city that does not have a puppet demon flower.

"Do you see anything?" Behind the stele, a delicate girl in a long skirt was half-kneeling on the ground, talking about her head and looking into a hole in the ground.

"Whoop ~~~~~~~~~~~~~"

Beneath the cave, which was as deep as a well, a helpless voice came. "It's so stupid, Bai Er, you go down and take a look, my feeling won't be wrong, it must be here."

The girl pouted, like a little delicate lady pointing fingers at her bodyguards. Bai Er's face was reluctant, how could the dignified Emperor Bai Wei do this kind of digging work!

However, after Emperor Bai Wei twisted for a while, he still couldn't stand this aunt's tricks, so he had to roll up his "sleeves" and jump under the pit and dig with Bai Si. The soil here is much stronger than the soil of Xiangrong City, and it will take a lot of effort for the White Devil's claws to cut them open.

"See??" Ning Man'er lay on her stomach beside the dark well pit, poking her head out to look down, and a strand of hair fell down.

"Whoop~~~~~~

"Whoop~~~~~~~~

Both White Nightmare looked up with a sullen expression, indicating that they had found nothing.

"Let's look for it again!" Ning Man'er said coquettishly. "Smack!" Suddenly, a tender palm slapped on Ning Man'er's accidentally rising buttocks, and then the palm bounced back. Ning Man'er shrank back in shock, turned around, and looked at each other with disgust, wanting to see which guy was so daring!

"Ah, Sister Ye......" Ning Man'er saw the beautiful and moving Ye Tianzi standing next to her at a glance.

The person who filmed her just now was naturally Ye Tianzi. "Letting you hide in the cellar, what are you running here for. And so shameless to expose his little ass! Ye Tianzi glared at the wild girl.

Ning Man'er hurriedly stood up, straightened her long skirt, glanced at Chu Dui who was facing her with a flushed face, and said delicately: "How do I know that there are people here, bad brother, fake and serious." ”

"Little girl, have you found anything?"

Chu Duan asked. However, Chu Duan didn't expect Ning Man'er, a wild girl, to appear here in advance, remembering that she seemed to have said that she had sensed the aura of the land before, and it seemed that there was really something down here.

(Someone rendited the real version of "Studying is not married, and a family of three is out of school.") "In the afternoon, I want to be the best man to block the wine.,I may not be able to update it in the evening.,Update the second chapter at that point in the evening.,About 0:00~)