When I got closer, I saw that the hundred-acre bush that was as tall as a man was not a tree, but tall grass.
Rao Yang Ya, who grew up in the wild, also said that he had never seen this kind of grass and could not name it.
"But this grass must be very evil." Yang Ya vowed, "Because I didn't see any living things in this grass, and I also smelled human scent."
Huihuan used the "Ding Jue", but maybe he really wasn't good at learning and gained nothing.
Instead, he looked at the tall grass that was as neat as artificially trimmed, but among them there was a large tree that was more than ten feet high and fell into deep thought.
Huihuan asked Yang Ya: "Yang Ya, look at this tree and the grass below. Does it look like..."
Yang Ya was digging in the grass, a little anxious: "What does it look like?"
Hui Huan was very strange, Yang Ya couldn't be so stupid, he reminded: "Just like that thing, men have it..."
"What the hell..." Yang Ya didn't even raise his head.
Hui Huan felt nervous, wondering if I had accidentally hurt Yang Ya. They are human monsters, oh no, are the monsters...
He quickly apologized: "I'm sorry, Yang Ya, I didn't know you didn't..."
"You are not as big as you, how about we compete now!" Yang Ya was furious, "Hui Huan, Hui Huan, I really thought you were an elegant prince..."
"You said you didn't want to help me find it. What are you looking at here? Look for it quickly. There is more than one person in the grass."
Hui Huan also wanted to say that he couldn't help it. He always wanted to look over for some reason. When he saw Yang's fangs exposed, he stopped talking and jumped into the tall grass to search.
Yang Ya warned: "Hurry up! We still have five hundred breaths!"
When there were still three hundred breaths left, Yang Ya found him as expected.
Among the dense tall grass, there is a plant that looks like a rice dumpling. It may be a fruit or a rhizome. It is the same color as the tall grass. You can’t tell where it is without looking carefully.
"This is a flower." Yang Ya explained.
Hui Huan looked questioning: "Hua?"
"Why, haven't you seen green flowers?" Yang Ya said disdainfully: "Come here, take a closer look and feel it."
When Hui Huan got closer, he realized that it was indeed a flower, but the petals were tightly closed. Maybe they were not closed, but they had grown together, forming a closed pocket.
There is someone in the pocket made of flowers.
It was wrapped in some kind of liquid, but there were indeed people inside, and they were alive.
It wasn't because Hui Huan felt the person inside breathing, but because he was close and saw this person's [Futu] information.
[Name: Lu Shang]
[Level: Red Immortal]
[Zongmen: Baihan Cave]
[Magic weapon: Xuanyuan Sword, level one]
[Overall evaluation: Level 14]
The person in this flower is actually a level 14 Red Immortal.
You know, Yang Ya is only at the eleventh level, and after returning to Huan for promotion, he has only just reached the tenth level.
What is he doing in this flower? rest? Practice? still……
Just as Hui Huan was thinking about it, Yang Ya said urgently from behind: "Don't look at it. I'll leave this to you. You kill me first."
At the last 200 breaths, he returned to the world and completed the murder target.
Yang Ya soon found the second "zongzi" and the second "flower" not far ahead.
Then the third one, the fourth one... Then the two of them discovered that the grass nearby was not only full of such "flowers", but there were at least ten or twenty of them.
The contents inside, without exception, are all red immortals.
At the last hundred breaths, Yang Ya also completed the killing target.
The two rested for a while before talking about the scene in front of them again.
Hui Huanxian said: "These Crimson Immortals have [Fu Tu] messages on their heads, which means they came here after [Fu Tu] was opened."
Yang Ya nodded: "But why are they here? Are they here just to see that thing like you?"
Hui Huan smiled: "How do you know they came here on their own? It's more likely that they were brought here, right?"
Yang Ya nodded again: "This is the best possibility, but why capture him? You can't do any evil magic in this [Futu], it's too late for Chen Guang."
Hui Huan pondered for a moment and asked Yang Ya: "How did you kill that person just now?"
"How did you kill him? Kill him with a whip."
"I was also stabbed to death with a sword. I think we should cut open a 'flower' to see what happened."
Yang Ya is an activist, and he has already taken out a sharp knife from his waist: "Would you like the living ones, or should you cut open the two dead ones?"
Hui Huan frowned and said, "The living ones, the dead ones may not be able to tell anything."
Yang Ya snorted: "Fortunately you didn't ask me to save them."
"I'm afraid if we don't save them, they will kill us in turn."
"Hui Huan, you have grown up!"
"Look for it quickly!"
Yang Ya picked left and right, and finally picked a smaller "flower".
[Name: Zhiyun]
[Level: Red Immortal]
[Sect: Chaoge Sect]
[Magic weapon: a white cloud ring, level magic weapon]
[Overall evaluation: Level 12]
Hui Huan exclaimed: "This is a woman."
Yang Ya rolled his eyes back at Huan: "What on earth are you expecting?"
The knife in his hand has already cut open the green petals of the "flower".
How heavy is the petal? The further in, the lighter the green, and the thinner the petals, but they are almost as thick as a pod.
When the last layer was cut open, a pool of blood flowed out.
Yang Ya peeled off the flower coat, and there was indeed a naked woman inside.
The woman was covered in blood. She was not dead. She was probably just unconscious. Both Hui Huan and Yang Ya saw dozens of flower stamens adsorbed on the woman's body, like tentacles or some kind of pipes, connecting the woman to the flower.
Hui Huan asked: "Is this flower sucking her blood?"
Yang Ya nodded, "Yes, this flower provides this person with some kind of supplies to keep him alive. In turn, this person keeps sucking blood from this flower, keeping this flower alive..."
Hui Huan asked, "Can this man be saved?"
Yang Ya shook his head: "It's hopeless. This person has become a blood bag and a part of this flower."
"You mean, she has actually become the flower's food?"
Yang Ya corrected: "No, it's an 'organ'. She has become a certain organ of this flower. It seems to be your and my heart, liver, and that thing you mentioned..."
"Yang Ya, if you keep talking, I'm going to take off your pants and see if you have any more!"
Hui Huan couldn't bear to look at it any longer, and while threatening Hui Huan, he covered up the colorful clothes layer by layer.
Finally, he glanced at Yang Ya again: "Now, there is one last question."
Yang Ya shook his head: "Stop talking about it now, let's run away quickly."
Hui Huan didn't understand again: "Escape?"
"No matter how these people got into this flower, look at them, which one of them is weaker than us?"
"If we don't run now, we're afraid that we'll be eaten by these 'flowers' soon!"
Sure enough, Hui Huan saw a few empty flowers not far away, with their empty mouths open.
Then he looked at the thing with a tree reaching into the sky again and asked Yang Ya a confused question.
"Yang Ya, are you angry?"
Some people died, but not completely...
