Chapter 1102: Cannibal flower (1)

After waiting for a while, Huo Wenhua still didn't appear.
"Sister, they may be lost with us."
Xiao Qian hooked his head into the chaos and looked, "Invisible."
"It may be cold too!"
Yang Zimei thought about it, "Xiao Qian, you and Ripple are waiting here, I'll go in and look."
"Sister, if you go in, the place where we came out is different from us, wouldn't we be lost again? No, we are a trinity! Let's go in and search together!"
Xiao Qian took her hand.
Ripples jumped into her arms, indicating that they were together.
Helpless, Yang Zimei pulled the two of them who just wanted to re-enter the chaos.
Suddenly an object came out of it, the body of a bodyless ghost.
Yang Zimei reached out and grabbed the corpse and placed it on the ground.
Then two people stumbled out of it.
It is Huo Wenhua and the copy ghost.
I saw one being carried on his back, the other trembling, his face pale, and a pair of ice cold.
Yang Zimei hurried forward and took them over.
She found Huo Wenhua with a peach-wood sign and gave him heat to dispel the cold from him.
The rescued Huo Wenhua's complexion gradually returned to normal, sobered up, and sneezed.
And because of the recovery of Huo Wenhua, the copy ghost also recovered.
The thought that the copying ghost just came out with Huo Wenhua on his back, made Yang Zimei no longer so disgusted with the copying ghost.
It seems that the fear of copying ghosts may have been misinformed.
"Thank you, Master Yang."
Huo Wenhua calmed down and thanked Yang Zimei.
"Thank you, Master Yang."
The duplicate ghost repeats this.
Perhaps it is grateful that the copy ghost saved himself in times of crisis. Huo Wenhua no longer hates copying ghosts to copy themselves.
Instead, he had a magical feeling.
In this world, there is actually another ghost copying himself and saving himself, as if he were another one.
He didn't feel annoying, and he got close to copying ghosts.
"thank you too!"
Huo Wenhua told the ghost.
"thank you too!"
Copy the ghost to him.
Huo Wenhua couldn't help laughing.
The copy ghost also laughed.
Seeing two identical people laughing, Yang Zimei felt strange.
"Sister, these flowers are so beautiful!"
Xiao Qian started to yell again.
Huo Wenhua is fine. At this time, Yang Zimei was in a mood to look at the surrounding environment.
really--
A large open area in front was filled with a variety of colors, similar to the shape of a lily.
However, these flowers are large, larger than the large horns we usually see, and each flower has a thick arm.
Not only is the flower large, but also the butterfly and dragonfly flying on it.
Those dragonflies are almost as large as a child's simulated airplane, and the wings of a butterfly are about thirty centimeters.
Even bees are as big as a baby!
this is……
Yang Zimei and others were stunned, wondering if they had gone to the fairy tale world.
Huo Wenhua reached out and wiped his eyes, then took a breath and said, "What kind of world is this? Are we getting smaller? Or are the flowers getting bigger?"
His words awakened the man in his dream!
Yang Zimei and Xiaoqian looked at each other, and then exclaimed, "It's us getting smaller!"