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"Seven steps, starting now, you will die if you take another seven steps. If you don't believe it, you can continue walking." A voice came from Xiaohua's side again.
The cold sweat on Zhou Wen's forehead instantly flowed down. He stood there, not knowing whether he should continue walking or not.
Logically speaking, Di Ting should be able to restrain some evil forces, but there is no invincible ability in this world. Zhou Wen has not yet figured out what kind of evil forces Di Ting can restrain.
If that little flower is just alarmist, it will be fine if Zhou Wen is gone, but what if it is telling 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. Gritting his teeth, Zhou Wen continued to take one step, two steps, and three steps. As he stepped back, Zhou Wen looked at the little flower on the mountain wall.
Xiao Hua did not make any more noise, which made Zhou Wen feel more and more uneasy.
Four steps, five steps, six steps, Zhou Wen continued walking, but the listening earrings on his ears never responded. Zhou Wen secretly beat a drum in his heart: "Are you really trying to deceive me? Why is there no response at all?"
I thought so in my heart, but I didn¡¯t dare to take this last step.
Yes, Zhou Wen is indeed afraid of death, and there seems to be no need to gamble with his life like this.
"Why don't you leave? You still have one step left, keep walking." Xiaohua finally spoke, but her tone was full of ridicule.
"We have no grudges. Why are you making things difficult for me? If you are short of fertilizer, I will help you find it. If you are short of water, I will help you water it. What do you think?" Zhou Wen stood there and looked at the mountain wall. Xiaohua shouted.
"Who asked you to water and fertilize?" The little flower said in a cold voice: "From now on, I will ask you to answer. If you are satisfied, I will spare your life. Otherwise, I will let you live but cannot die, and you will be considered dead. , I will also refine you into lamp oil."
"My bad temper is the worst threat from others, so I'm leaving. What can you do?" Zhou Wen said as he lifted his feet and continued walking.
But as soon as he lifted his heel, he felt dizzy and almost fell to the ground. He was immediately horrified and stopped quickly without actually lifting his foot to take this step.
"Damn, how could this happen?" Zhou Wen was horrified, and now he knew that what Xiaohua said was probably true.
"Why don't you leave? Keep walking. Where did your bad temper go?" Xiaohua teased.
Zhou Wen thought to himself: "There is no need to fight with a flower and throw away your life. Even Di Ting's evil soul is useless. I wonder what the origin of this little flower is?"
"I see that you are just a little flower growing on the mountain wall and you have no company. You must be very lonely and sad. I don't want to see others sad and suffering, so I will chat with you. But since it is a chat, you can't just ask I have to ask you some questions, don't you think so?" Zhou Wen bargained.
Xiaohua didn¡¯t refute him, just asked: ¡°What¡¯s your name?¡±
Zhou Wen¡¯s heart skipped a beat. He remembered that in myths and legends, there was an ability to imprison people just by calling their names. He didn¡¯t know whether to answer or not.
"Why are you such a mother-in-law? It's better to just die." Xiaohua said impatiently.
"My name is Zhou Wen, what's your name?" Zhou Wen knew that it would be useless even to give a false name, because the name is actually just a code name. The name reported from his mouth, whether true or false, represents himself. If the other party really has that ability, Giving a false name is equally effective.
"Just call me Lord Emperor." Xiaohua paused, then continued to ask: "What are you doing here?"
"I said I came here for tourism, do you believe it?" Zhou Wen said this, but he was cursing in his heart: "A flower wants to be the emperor, are you crazy?"
But Xiaohua chuckled: "Believe it, why not believe it? Since you are here to travel, then I will do a good deed and take you to Qizi Mountain for a trip."
With the voice of Xiao Hua, cracks appeared on the mountain wall where Xiao Hua took root, and the cracks were gradually expanding, making the Chess Piece Mountain begin to shake slightly, as if the mountain was about to crack.
"Don't bother me. I'm afraid of heights and I don't like climbing mountains. I'll just stay here and look at the river view." The cold sweat on Zhou Wen's forehead increased a lot.
The swaying mountain finally calmed down, and Xiaohua laughed and said, "Are you really not going to come in and take a look?"
"No need." Zhou Wen waved his hand quickly, then changed the subject and said: "Are there many dimensional creatures in Chess Mountain? Are there any?Is there a mythical existence? "
"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, I'm just asking." Seeing the little flower talking louder and louder, Zhou Wen was very suspicious whether it was bluffing him.
It¡¯s just a flower, and it still grows on such a mountain wall that has been beaten by wind, water and rain, but the tone of its words, as if it is the king of Qizi Mountain, really makes Zhou Wen very suspicious.
"Are there many humans with your level of strength now?" Xiaohua asked.
"It should be quite a lot." Zhou Wen thought about it and felt that it shouldn't be too much.
In Jing Daoxian¡¯s time, not long after the dimensional storm had just arrived, there were still very few epic-level strong men. Over the past few decades, epic-level strong men were no longer as rare as before.
¡°What¡¯s the current human population?¡± Xiaohua continued to ask.
"It should be less than 10 billion, right?" Zhou Wen thought for a while and answered, these are not secrets, there is nothing to hide.
"Then someone with your level should have hundreds of millions, right?" Xiaohua said thoughtfully.
"This shouldn't be that much, right?" When Zhou Wen heard what Xiaohua said, it was really difficult to speak, because the real situation was too different from Xiaohua's guess.
Although Zhou Wen doesn¡¯t know how many epic-level powerhouses there are in the Federation now, it is estimated that even six figures are difficult to reach. It would be great to have tens of thousands.
"Ten million?" Xiaohua guessed again.
"A little less." Zhou Wen had to say.
"Only a few million? Are human beings so weak now? There are so few people at your level." Xiaohua said in a somewhat disbelieving tone.
"Absolutely. Basically, I'm relatively weak." What can Zhou Wen say? He can't tell Xiaohua that the number he guessed will be reduced by a hundred times.
Zhou Wen thought for a while and asked: "Are you familiar with Chess Mountain? Have you ever seen a pattern here, which is a drawing of a small hand, and the small hand may be holding something."
Zhou Wen gave a rough description of the little hand pattern. He couldn't leave now anyway, so he might as well take the opportunity to find out the news. Maybe this little flower really knew about it.
"There is indeed such a pattern. It's on the top of Qizi Mountain. I don't know who carved it. I hate it when I see it. Why are you looking for it?" Xiaohua asked. (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com - Didn't finish reading? Add this book to your favoritesI'm a member and bookmarked this chapterCopy the address of this book and recommend it to your friends for pointsChapter error? Click here to report
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