"This flower is..."
Pineapple exclaimed, and the others also looked stunned.
The flower that emits light red light appears to be transparent when viewed up close, without leaves. The translucent petals reflect the light from the street lamp, and the light flows on the glass-like petals, even reflecting their appearance.
"Wait a minute," the Taoist priest quickly grabbed Xiaolan's extended hand, "This flower appeared suddenly. Make sure there is nothing weird before you start."
While the Taoist priest was speaking, he directly touched the petals with one hand and gently tapped the water-red flower with the texture of glass.
"No problem, no problem, nothing happens," the fool said in a naive voice, "Let Xiaolan try it, I don't know how long Qin Yin can survive."
Before the Taoist priest could react, Xiaolan had put her other hand on the petals.
The cold texture slid down her fingers to her body, and Xiaolan shivered unconsciously.
"Did you see anything?"
Pineapple came over anxiously.
Xiaolan looked up and looked around. The scenery had not changed at all, and the colors had not changed. Except for the coolness of her fingertips, there seemed to be nothing different.
"It seems...nothing has changed..."
"Then what should we do..." Pineapple drooped his shoulders and looked around helplessly, "Xiaoyin, in the end..."
"Xiaolan!"
A clear call sounded from my ears.
Xiaolan straightened her back instantly.
"Xiaolan, is that you? Is that you?"
This is Xiaoyin's voice!
Xiaolan quickly looked behind her. Seeing Xiaolan's strange reaction, the others also looked at the changes around them, but did not see Xiaoyin.
"It's me! It's me! Is it Xiaoyin? Where are you, Xiaoyin?"
"I don't know where this is. It's surrounded by black. I'm trapped in a space chain among flowers and can't get out. What's going on? Where is the Taoist Priest?"
"Taoist priest, Taoist priest!" Xiaolan turned around and looked for the Taoist priest excitedly. "We can hear Xiaoyin's voice. Xiaoyin is still fine."
The Taoist priest slowly let go of Xiaolan's hand and looked at her with eyes full of deep thought.
"Can you hear Xiaoyin's voice?"
An excited smile instantly solidified on Xiaolan's face, and several people around her looked at her with the same eyes.
"You...can't hear it?"
Is he the only one who can hear Xiaoyin’s call?
Xiao Lan quickly turned to the fool who was also touching the petals. When he saw the fool, he also shook his head with doubts on his face.
"I can't hear it either. What did Xiaoyin say?"
But that was indeed Xiaoyin’s voice!
"She said... that she was trapped in the space chain among the flowers. She was surrounded by black. She didn't know what was going on. She had to ask the director..."
"What's going on, Xiaolan?" Xiaoyin's voice drifted far away to her ears, "What are you talking about? Are you the only one who can hear my voice? Are they around you? I can't hear others talking. , how do I get out?"
"Can't you hear the little fool's voice?" Xiaolan frowned.
The fool looked at Xiaolan and then at the petals.
"I only heard your voice," Xiaoyin seemed to be running, panting slightly, "There is no other sound here. Your voice came from far away. I will run over now!"
Only he can hear Xiaoyin speak, and Xiaoyin can only hear his own voice.
This flower connects ruins and reality, and only Xiaolan can communicate between the two worlds.
"Tell her that there is no longer a space chain there, it is a ruin."
The Taoist priest suddenly said with a solemn expression, but Xiaolan felt the trust behind that solemn expression.
"Xiaoyin, that's not a space chain. The boundary has been broken. You have fallen into the ruins now." Xiaolan calmed down and said loudly to the petals, "Look around to see if there is a glowing flower, light red." of flowers.”
"No flowers, nothing. It's all black here. I can't even see myself."
"No flowers?" Sweat dropped from his forehead, "Is there no light at all?"
"Without light, you can't see anything! Xiaolan, don't leave, you're the only one staying with me..."
"The fragrance of flowers!" Baomu rushed forward and said to Xiaolan, "Ask Xiaoyin if you can smell the fragrance of flowers."
Xiaolan nodded knowingly.
"Did you smell the fragrance coming over, the faint scent of flowers?"
"It's not a certain kind of floral fragrance, it's the fragrance of flowers..." Baomu added crazily, "A very strong fragrance..."
"It's a very strong fragrance. Do you smell it, Xiaoyin?"
"Flower scent?" Xiaoyin's breathing has disappeared, and she seems to have calmed down to feel the smell, "It seems... there is really a little bit..."
