The scenery in front of him was like a paradise, but Dangdang really attracted Yang Ye's gaze, which made him a little intoxicated - the entire cone-shaped space, only a beam of light shot into it at the top, just like a huge spotlight illuminating the lonely small house in the center of the island. Wherever the light afterglow is around, the red Mantha Pearl or other color flowers below also emit a dazzling halo under the action of this light...

Even around the mountain wall where light is the most difficult to reach, it reflects the glittering ripples because of the circular lake below, and is imprinted on the mountain wall, mysterious and beautiful...

The whole space is very large. If you take Yang Ye as a normal person, then he will walk straight from one end to the other, which is probably longer than the length of the two football fields connected to each other, and the height is...

Yang Ye looked up again. According to the height of the ordinary house, their location was about thirty stories from the top of the crater. In other words, the distance was about 100 meters, which is what we saw outside, the top of the entire mountain.

Previously, they drilled into the cave at the foot of the mountain and kept winding, up and down, probably making 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 flowers. Although the fragrance of flowers is a little richer, it has no lethality. It is indeed an extremely ordinary flower fragrance. It is just because it is blooming in a semi-enclosed space for a long time, and the fragrance of flowers rarely emits, and then accumulates and precipitates.

But... Yang Ye and the others are not looking at the scenery, their ultimate goal is to remove the Queen's Flower.

Yang Ye's eyes turned around, and nothing special was found around, and there was not even any aggressive flower lurking in it - safety! A thought turned into a demon was smelling a flower in the distance, and he seemed to fall in love with it... Looking at him, there was a hint of worry and pity between his eyebrows and eyes, as if he was disturbed and trapped by the scene in front of him. This looks like Lin Daiyu in "Dream of Red Mansions" that Yang Ye once read, and this looks like Lin Daiyu in "Dream of Red Mansions"!

"Have you played with flowers and had you been playing with enough? Will you leave?" Yang Ye spoke out and called out to the man who was about to continue his mother's mother's thoughts became a demon.

"Damn, when you see such a sad scene, you are not moved by it. Do you have any snacks?" Yiming turned around and shook off the tears at the corners of his eyes and said.

"What kind of love and quietness are there, what's so sad." Yang Ye said with a smile.

"The flowers blooming so brightly, but they live in this dark place. They can't see the beauty and disputes outside. This is a pity." Yiming Cheng Demon shook his head, "It's just like me..."

Yang Ye looked around and thought carefully: It is true that a thought becomes a demon. Although these flowers bloom beautifully, they do have a little missing. If you insist on saying it, it is probably the momentum that blooms proudly in the wind and rain. There are all those in it that have never seen the wind and rain. The surrounding stone walls blocked all the storms, and the only ones that brushed them were probably the continuous raindrops...

In their opinion, both wind and rain should be friendly.

There is a feeling that there are good people in the world but no bad people, so we cannot criticize this at all - how will Yiming become a demon become a demon? Yang Ye turned his head and looked at Yiming become a demon. That guy was so old, but he still felt pity for the flowers all over the ground, looking a little disgusting...

"If you don't leave, I'll leave. Lilina, follow." Yang Ye was too lazy to care about so much, so he called Lilina directly, left a thought and became a demon, and walked up the only road on the island...

"Oh, don't leave, I'll do it, wait for me."

...

There is no way in the world, and when there are more people walking, there is a way.

This is true, but the premise is that there must be people in the world, and people go to places without roads to form a road. In front of you, this is not like a place where people live, but there is a road. Moreover, there are not many weeds in the middle of the road, only petals that have fallen into mud. This is obvious - people often walk around this road.

That is to say, here: someone.

Although all doubts only need that answer to solve, Yang Ye has no way to confirm that even if he becomes a demon with one thought, I am afraid that only by seeing them can you understand everything...

The path is faintly among the flowers. If you are not careful, you will be buried by the delicate flowers blooming at your feet. In order not to hurt these flowers, Yang Ye is still very careful when he takes the lead. Even though so many flowers outside die at his hands, he becomes troublesome here.

"Oh, when people get old, they will easily feel sad about things..." Yiming Cheng Demon said leisurely.

"You've got enough, let's talk about it, I'll go straight up." Yang Ye turned around and stared at him with a thought. His words were not fake.

With one word, he held back his thoughts and the two continued to move forward. After passing through many flowers of various colors, they approached the area full of red Mantha Pearls - the Dead Flower. Just this name makes people feel uncomfortable, and it makes people feel even more frightened and unable to calm down when they enter it.

The surroundings were red when they entered their eyes. The higher they went, the stronger the light was, and the more intense the reflected redness was. Yang Ye looked back and saw that the originally dark thought of becoming a demon at this time, it looked red all over his body, a little weird and a little funny.

"Hahaha, Nuoyan, your whole body is red." Yang Ye did not laugh first, but instead, the thought behind him turned into a demon and said with a big laugh.

"Damn, so are you." Yang Ye said in a muffled voice, "Little Demon, do you think the color of this flower is too weird?"

"Is there any? Also, don't call me Little Demon, Brother Demon." Yi Nian Chengmo asked, looking down at the red Mantha Zhuhua beside him.

"Well, the color of this reflection is so warm. Ordinary flowers, even the pieces of flowers, cannot emit such an effect." Yang Ye said in a narrow voice.

The words of the Battle of Promise also made Yiming Chengmo think slightly. He said it was right. Flowers could not reflect such a strong color. The performance of flowers around him at this time was not right.

"Don't worry, go straight up. The soldiers and generals will block the water and soil. They will not be afraid of death or be afraid of fear!" Yi Nian Chengmo frowned and said.

Yang Ye nodded slightly and agreed to this approach - since the enemy did not move, it was a bit strange that they were too reserved. As long as it was not the ss, the little monsters could not put too much pressure on them. Moreover, Yang Ye's miner's hat clearly told him that the flowers in front of him were just ordinary Mantha Zhuhua, and there was nothing strange in essence.

He circled upwards all the way, and finally arrived at the open space in front of the hut. Here, the wind flowed even more violently, but the wind was not left and right, nor front and back, but blew upwards outside. The convection of the air allowed the wind in this space to continue to flow upwards, making the air flow here without appearing stuffy.

In front of you, the small wooden house is exactly the same as Aaron's house, and even the height, length, width, and even some small details are exactly the same - this is probably the work of Aaron.

There is a small shower on the walls of the house, which is quite beautiful, which is very different from what vegetative people used before. There are small shovels and other tools on the side, all of which are used to take care of the flowers. It seems that there are indeed people here.

Yang Ye and Yi Nian Chengmo looked at each other, and they were both at a loss - what should I do, go in directly?

"There is no other place, I can only go in and take a look." Yang Ye said.

"You kicked me off just now. I'm not happy about this matter. This time you'll go in first." Yiming became a demon. In order to show his determination, he took a few more steps back, "Please..."

At the beginning, Yang Ye didn't plan to let Yiming become a demon in. He didn't know some situations, but Yang Ye, who had a miner's hat, had already known it. These special information was enough to make Yang Ye understand many things.

But he was thinking about how to become a demon with one thought, not strange - after all, some actions look like prophets, which is too terrifying. Taking the situation in front of him as an example, Yang Ye could probably guess the situation in the room, but he couldn't act directly. There was always a process. If a thought becomes a demon without one thought, he could just omit it, but it was not possible now.

Moving forward a few steps, just like before Aaron's house, but this time Yang Ye lost his cautiousness. He strides, comes to the door of the house, explores forward slightly, and asks: "No one is there!?"

Of course there are people, but unfortunately no one answers.

Yang Ye raised another voice: "Someone has no!!"

Still no answer.

After a pause, Yang Ye shouted again: "Damn, there is no one, let's just let it go."

Unfortunately... no one answered. At this time, Yang Ye was speechless at the so-called Queen's Flower. She was clearly inside, but she didn't answer. Why is this? The miner's hat clearly marked: Queen's Flower, in the room.

Yang Ye looked back and saw Yiming Cheng Demon. The guy spread his hands and then signaled Yang Ye to go in. Helplessly, Yang Ye was about to work harder—

"Is there any..."

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

Suddenly, a crisp and pleasant woman's voice came from the room, which interrupted Yang Ye's fourth shout. The voice was neither high nor low, like a warbler, a little cold and a little angry, hitting the hearts of the two men - the sound was so nice!

There is probably only one statement that can appear here and live alone here...
Chapter completed!