Chapter 412: Flower power

"Seven steps, starting now. If you take seven more steps, you will die. You can continue without trust." Xiaohua heard a voice again.

The cold sweat on Zhou Wen's forehead flowed down instantly, standing there, and for a moment he didn't know whether he should continue walking.

According to the truth, listening should be able to restrain some evil gate forces, but there is no invincible ability in the world, and Zhou Wen has not yet figured out what evil gate forces can be restrained by listening.

If that little flower is just alarmist, Zhou Wen is fine after leaving, but what if it tells the truth? Zhou Wen did not dare to gamble with his own life.

But Zhou Wen was not willing to be frightened by the little flower. When he bit his teeth, Zhou Wen continued to step back, one step, two steps, three steps. Zhou Wen stepped back and looked at the flowers on the mountain wall.

Xiaohua didn't make any more sounds, which made Zhou Wen a little more unreliable.

Four steps, five steps, and six steps, Zhou Wen continued to walk. The ear on the ear did not respond to the earrings. Zhou Wen secretly drummed: "Is it really cheating me? Why is there no reaction at all?"

Thinking in my heart, but this last step, how dare not step out.

That's right, Zhou Wen is really afraid of death, and it doesn't seem necessary to take his life to gamble like this.

"Why not go, you have one step left, keep going." Xiaohua finally spoke, but her tone was full of ridicule.

"We have no grudges and grievances. Why do you bother me? If you are short of fertilizer, I will help you find it. If you are short of water, I will water it for you. What do you think?" Zhou Wen stood there looking at the mountain wall Shouted the little flower on it.

"Who wants you to water and fertilize." The little flower said coldly: "Now, I ask you to answer, if you are satisfied with me, spare your life, otherwise you will not be able to survive or die, even if you die , Will also refine you into kerosene. "

"I can't stand the threat of others most. I'll go. What can you do?" Zhou Wen said, and he would continue to walk.

But when he just raised his heel, he felt a dizzy head and almost planted it on the ground. He was so frightened that he stopped his steps and did not really lift his feet out of this step.

"Damn, how could this be?" Zhou Wen was terrified, and now knows what Xiaohua said, seven or ten out of ten is true.

"Why don't you go, go on, where's your anger?" Xiao Hua yelled.

Zhou Wen thought to himself, "It is not necessary to fight with a flower and lose your life. Even the evil spirits that I listen to are useless. I don't know what the flower is from?"

"I see that you have a small flower on the mountain wall, and you don't have a companion. It must be very lonely and sad. I am the least to see others sad and suffering. I will chat with you. But since it is a chat, you ca n’t just ask My question, let me ask you some questions, do you mean it? "Zhou Wen bargained.

Xiaohua didn't refute him, she just asked, "What's your name?"

Zhou Wen felt a little stunned in his heart. He remembered that it seems that in myths and legends, there is an ability to imprison a person by calling his name. He didn't know if he should answer it for a while.

"Why is your mother-in-law so dead?" Xiaohua said impatiently.

"My name is Zhou Wen, what's your name?" Zhou Wen knows that even reporting a pseudonym is useless, because the name is actually just a code. The name reported from his mouth, whether true or false, represents him. If the other party really has that ability, Reporting pseudonyms is just as effective.

"Just call me Lord Emperor." Xiao Hua paused and continued to ask, "What are you doing here?"

"I said I came to travel, do you believe it?" Zhou Wen said so, but his heart was defamating: "A flower also wants to be the emperor, is he crazy?"

Xiaohua giggled: "Believe, why not believe it? Since you are here to travel, then the emperor will do a good thing and take you to the Qizi Mountain for a trip."

With Xiaohua's voice, a crack appeared on the mountain wall of the mountain where the flower was rooted, and the crack was gradually expanding, so that Qizi Mountain began to shake slightly, and the mountain seemed to be cracking.

"Don't worry about it so much. I'm afraid of heights. I don't like mountain climbing the most. I'll look at the river view here." The cold sweat on Zhou Wen's forehead increased a lot.

Then the shaking mountain body calmed down, Xiaohua laughed and said, "Don't you really come in and see?"

"I really don't need it." Zhou Wen quickly waved his hands, and then shifted the topic: "Is there a lot of dimensional creatures in Qizi Mountain? Is there a mythical one?"

"Of course there are, and there are many more, which one do you want to see, I can let them come out to see you." Xiaohua said with a smile.

"No need, I just ask casually." Zhou Wen saw the little flower said more and more, and he was very suspicious whether he was bluffing himself.

It's just a flower, but it still grows on the mountain wall that has been hit by feng shui and rain, but it speaks as if it is the king of Qizi Mountain, which really makes Zhou Wen very doubtful ~ Are there many humans of this strength now? Xiaohua asked.

"Should be a lot." Zhou Wen thought for a while, and thought it should not be too small.

In the era of Jingdaoxian, the dimensional storm had just arrived. It was not long before that there were few epic powerhouses. These decades have passed. Epic powerhouses are not as rare as before.

"What is the human population now?" Xiaohua continued to ask.

"Should it be less than 10 billion?" Zhou Wen thought for a while and answered, these are not secrets, nothing to hide.

"So there should be hundreds of millions of people like you?" Xiaohua groaned.

"This ... shouldn't there be so much?" Zhou Wen heard Xiaohua say that, it is really difficult to speak, because the real situation and Xiaohua's guess are too different.

Although Zhou Wen doesn't know how many epic powerhouses there are in the Federation, it is estimated that even six-figure numbers are difficult to achieve, and it is good to have tens of thousands.

"A few tens of millions?" Xiaohua guessed again.

"A little less." Zhou Wen had to say.

"Is it only a few million? Is humanity so weak now? Even so few people of your level." Xiaohua said in a somewhat unbelievable tone.

"It's pretty much, basically I'm relatively weak." What can Zhou Wen say, I can't tell Xiaohua, the number it guessed will be reduced by a hundred times.

Zhou Wen thought for a while and asked, "Are you very familiar with Qizi Mountain? Have you ever seen a pattern here, it is a painting of a little hand, and there may be something in the little hand."

Zhou Wen probably described the pattern of the small hand. Now that he can't get away anyway, he might as well inquire about the news, maybe this little flower really knows it.

"There is indeed such a pattern, which is on the top of Qizi Mountain. I don't know who carved it. I hate it when I see it. What do you want to do with it?" Xiaohua asked.