After a night's rest, Qin Xinyao felt refreshed, and Qin Hongzhi was also in high spirits.
"The third place is Purple Bell Valley, which is considered a more dangerous place outside Hong Chunlin. I hope to find another token there."
Qin Xinyao said so.
After driving for a long time, Qin Xinyao frowned and glanced behind her, followed closely by Qin Hongzhi who also frowned.
Qin Hongzhi: "Is it a coincidence?"
Qin Xinyao was slightly surprised: "You also noticed it?" She pondered for a moment and said: "No, he has been following us for a while. I thought it was a coincidence at first, but now it seems that the target is us."
Qin Hongzhi: "Who could it be?"
Qin Xinyao thought about it and shook her head helplessly: "I can't think of it. There may be more than one person on the other side, and their strength is not weak. I guess... could they be here to grab the token or take the opportunity to kill people and seize the treasure?"
Qin Hongzhi said: "It's not impossible. Should we just wait and see and join their army?"
"The specific number and strength of the opponent are unknown, so we should not act rashly for the time being," Qin Xinyao analyzed calmly, "Go to Purple Bell Valley first. I am familiar with the terrain of Purple Bell Valley, and I can deal with them slowly. If they attack halfway, we will also I had to do it hard.”
Qin Hongzhi said: "That's fine."
Purple Bell Valley is a valley full of purple bell flowers. It is shrouded in lavender miasma all year round, giving it a dreamy scenery.
The three of them landed at the entrance of the valley. Qin Xinyao glanced behind her from the corner of her eye. She said calmly: "The miasma is not poisonous, but it has a certain hindering effect on spiritual consciousness, so you must be more careful after entering. There are strange things in here." There are many monsters.”
Jing Yingrong scanned it with his spiritual consciousness and said: "There is no obstacle."
Qin Xinyao: "...Sister Rong, you are not allowed to use your spiritual sense after entering."
Jing Yingrong: "Okay."
Qin Hongzhi cast a surprised look at Ying Rong in the mirror for an unknown number of times.
Qin Xinyao continued: "Although the monsters are strange in shape, they are not too strong. The key is to guard against sneak attacks. As for the token, if the ancestor really put the token here, I guess it is probably near the Purple Bell Flower King."
Qin Hongzhi winked at Qin Xinyao: "Should we deal with the followers first or find the token first?"
Qin Xinyao's lips curled up slightly: "Go in first."
The three of them walked into the sea of purple bell flowers. Everything in their field of vision was filled with purple air, and a faint fragrance floated in their noses.
After walking for a short distance, Qin Xinyao led the two of them to change the route and wind up to a high ground.
"This is the only way to enter the center of the valley. As long as they come in, we can see it. If they don't come in, they will probably guard us at the entrance."
Qin Xinyao said.
After waiting for a cup of tea, there was no sign of anyone coming in. Qin Xinyao raised her eyebrows and said, "It seems they chose to wait outside. Don't worry about them. Let's go find the token first."
The Purple Bell Flower King is in the deepest part of the valley, where the miasma is the thickest.
Along the way, they encountered several waves of monsters, all of which were easily killed by the three of them. Jing Yingrong still used the Jijie pen for the time being, and with one stroke, a monster beast was divided into two.
Jijie Pen: "There will never be another person in this world who uses me like this."
Jing Yingrong: "Maybe."
Jijie Pen: "Farewell, I hope there won't be another one."
At the end, he added: "I feel aggrieved."
In the distance, a huge bright purple flower shaped like a bell appeared in the field of vision.
The Purple Bell Flower King has thick stems and wide leaves. It is like an emperor among flowers, ruling over this sea of flowers.
Qin Hongzhi looked at the Purple Bell Flower King carefully and asked, "Where should we start?"
Qin Xinyao said: "Just look for it. Don't look at it. There is nothing special about Kao. He is just big and beautiful. He is the source of the miasma in Ziling Valley. If you like it, you can pick it off and take it away. It won't take long anyway. A new flower king will grow.”
Qin Hongzhi: "..."
When the two of them lowered their heads to search, Jing Yingrong walked straight towards the Purple Bell Flower King. She stared at the beautiful flower for a moment, then reached out and folded it off.
Qin Xinyao and Qin Hongzhi: "..."
Jijie Pen: "Do you like this flower?"
Jing Yingrong: "No."
Jijie Pen: "Then why did you take it off?"
Jing Yingrong: "I want to pick it."
Ji Jie Bi: "You are so casual."
After searching for a long time, Qin Hongzhi finally dug out the token deep in the root system of Purple Bell Flower King.
"Ancestor, this is too testing."
"Who says it isn't?"
The two looked at each other and laughed.
Qin Xinyao turned her head and saw Jing Yingrong squatting in the flowers, with her back to them and she didn't know what she was doing.
Qin Xinyao rolled her eyes and showed a wicked smile. She glanced at Qin Hongzhi, signaling Qin Hongzhi to be silent, and then she tiptoed to approach Jing Yingrong from behind.
As she got closer, Qin Xinyao exhaled and shouted into Jing Yingrong's ear: "Ah!!!"
Jing Yingrong turned her head, her eyes reflected Qin Xinyao's still-closed mouth, and asked expressionlessly: "What's wrong?"
"...I want to scare you." Qin Xinyao lowered her lips in frustration and pouted, "Please cooperate."
Jing Yingrong blinked, picked up something and put it on Qin Xinyao's head.
Qin Xinyao touched her head: "What...eh, a garland?"
It was a wreath made of purple bell flowers, which made Qin Xinyao even more lively and sweet.
"Did you make this up?"
"Um."
Qin Xinyao was extremely surprised, "You can still do this."
Jing Yingrong: "I learned it from others."
Qin Xinyao said "Oh", took out a mirror, and admired herself in the mirror wearing a wreath on her head.
Qin Hongzhi stared blankly at the girly Qin Xinyao, then he quietly moved to Jing Yingrong and said, "Qin Rong, can you teach me how to make it up?"
Jing Yingrong glanced at him: "Okay."
Qin Xinyao was so beautiful that she took off the garland, wrapped it in a brocade handkerchief and put it into a storage ring.
"Okay, I found the token, it's time to go out and meet those followers."
Qin Xinyao said with a smile, murderous intent gleaming in the corners of her eyes and brows.
The three of them returned along the way they came. When they approached the entrance, Qin Xinyao and Qin Hongzhi presented their magic weapons. They were all protected by auras, and Qin Hongzhi also held two talismans in his hands.
Jing Yingrong stood behind, the Jijie pen floating in front of her.
Jijie Pen: "I am actually a decoration."
The moment he left the miasma, a violent wave of spiritual power erupted. Fire rain, water dragons, thunder, and several spells came. The first one was a giant sword, which slashed Qin Xinyao's head with the power to split mountains and seas.
Qin Xinyao and Qin Hongzhi's reactions were not unpleasant. Qin Hongzhi threw out the talisman to block some of the spells, and at the same time moved the magic weapon to block others. Qin Xinyao raised the sword, and the Qingyan Orb rose up and hit the giant sword.
Feeling the pressure from the giant sword, Qin Xinyao's expression changed: "Foundation-building perfection!"
