Fairy’s Box

moist, sticky...

At the moment of waking up, Yalei jumped up from the ground, but was almost fainted again by the strong fragrance of flowers. The environment in the square in his mind was instantly confused with the environment in front of him, but after a few seconds, he had completely recovered from the confusion. wake up.

"Yes, you are the best one among the people who came here this time." A cold voice came.

Yalei turned his head to look over, and a palm-sized flower fairy stared at him with a sneer. This fairy has the appearance of a little girl of eleven or twelve years old, sweet and lovely, with only a few petals scattered on her exquisite body. Two pairs of transparent wings are born.

This is an endless sea of ​​sunflowers, but in the ridges, scattered, and a handful of other plants that cannot be named survive. The wet and sticky feeling just now is exactly the touch of the soil on the ground.

"Who are you? Where is this place?"

Yalei stared at Fairy Hua and asked carefully, if he had suffered a loss at the hands of the goblin, then be careful.

"I am Marigold, and this is the flower field of His Majesty Figores. Aren't you the chosen human? Can't you remember when you slept?"

The people around also began to wake up one after another, and many girls couldn't help but exclaim in admiration. Indeed, the scenery here is beautiful, with the moonlight, and there is no fireworks in the dream.

"The simple greeting is over, fools!"

The transparent wings behind the marigold vibrated, she quickly flew to the sky, and announced condescendingly:

"You came here as chosen warriors, let me see your potential!"

"Isn't this the legendary Flower Fairy? What a cute little thing."

A sleepy young man who was obviously not fully awake pointed at the marigold and laughed.

The marigold swooped and landed on a sunflower in front of him, coldly touching the tip of his nose:

"I don't like to joke, you'd better clap yourself, or you will regret it."

"The mouth is amazing..."

The man was a little awake, and faced with the unknown environment, he couldn't help but have some fears.

Click! A sunflower next to it suddenly mutated, the flower cracked from the middle, revealing fine fangs, and the man was swallowed with juice from top to bottom, and he burped when he was done.

hiss…

Yale breathed a sigh of relief, and many girls were already crying in fright.

"Now, no one doubts it, let's start the first link, run for your life, mortal!"

With the sweet voice of Marigold, the bright moon above his head was plated with blood, and the sky was completely darkened, just like the change that happened just now, all the sunflowers have changed. They all "woke up" and pulled themselves out of the ground with the soil. The big mouth in the center of the flower kept saliva, and surrounded the crowd with a sweet fragrance.

And, the number is almost endless…

"Don't blame me for not telling you, if you are eaten by them, it will become a fertilizer that provides nutrients..."

With a sweet smile blooming and dancing under the moon, in the ears of everyone, Marigold uttered the curse of the devil in a singing voice:

"You can hear them growing, sprouting, and even planting seeds in your body, but there is nothing you can do, and you don't even have the right to whine. Until you are squeezed out of the last nutrients, and finally die in pain! You have only one chance, and that is the dream behind me. Hall! Cry as much as you like!"

Hua Xianzijian's smile turned into a halo and disappeared.

Yale looked along, it was a Gothic castle smeared with thick milky white, sitting gracefully at the end of the sea of ​​flowers. One brick and one stone, exquisite and generous, the ancient Hong bell, the wonderful fairy music, has been passed down from there.

"Don't...I want to go home..."

"Mom, where are you mom? Mom!"

"Help! This is hell! No! I must be dreaming! Must be dreaming..."

More than half of the young men and women could no longer listen, and completely lost their resistance. They stayed motionless, as if it was just a dream, numbly waiting for the chance to wake up.

But the aliens of flowers will not show mercy. They will only choose the most fat-looking prey first, and then enjoy the feast one by one.

Yalei stepped forward and pulled out a vine that was entangling the man next to him, but instead of running, he knelt on the ground, unable to get up, and his pants were wet.

This trash!

"Are! Help me!"

Betty was entangled in her right leg by the flower demon and dragged back. She couldn't use her strength in fear, so she had to ask the most familiar man for help.

Without hesitation, Yalei rushed over at the fastest speed. He opened his fingers and grabbed it, tearing the entire flower demon into two pieces.

Amazing! After his fingertips were first formed, he hadn't tried his skills yet, but he didn't expect that he would show his edge in the first actual combat, and his finger strength had increased to this point.

"let's go!"

Helping Betty up, Yale looked around sadly. A bunch of people were sitting there waiting to die. Although there were a lot of these flower demons, they were slow to move. If everyone was united, it was not that they had no chance to escape to their destination.

In the face of fear, even the courage to resist has dissipated. Is this still the Rosevier who made the whole world tremble?

"What are you doing? Resist!"

Yale tried his best to keep Betty behind him and shouted loudly, but no one responded, giving birth to an indignant anxiety.

"What are you doing! Why don't you resist! Why don't you fight!"

A man who was half engulfed was pulled out of the mouth of the flower demon. Yalei punched him in the face, trying to wake him up, but the man could only mutter to himself: "Help me. I... help me..."

"Bastard!" Yale was completely furious and turned around to look, but he couldn't see a few living people.

In a panic, he was accidentally bound by the vines, his legs were bound by the vine, and he fell down. A flower demon took the opportunity to restrain his left hand. Yalei couldn't break free, so he could only grab the ground with one hand. Wrestle with two flower demons.

"Help me!" Yale raised his head and shouted with difficulty.

But the man quickly shrank back, and halfway through, a flower demon grabbed his neck and swallowed it raw.

"Ale!" Betty screamed and rushed over, grabbing and biting like a female leopard, biting the vine that was entangled in her right hand.

When his left hand was released, Yalei stopped wrestling, but took the initiative to meet them, tearing them into four pieces with the help of the flower demon's own power.

"Let's run away, I'm afraid..." Betty clutched the placket behind Yale's back, and she was about to cry.

"Okay! Follow me!" Yale no longer hesitated, and ran towards the castle with Mitty, all the flower demons blocked on the way turned into pieces.

Betty has practiced dancing since she was a child, and her physical strength is good. Although she stopped and stopped on the road, she could keep up with his gallop.

During the slaughter, Yalei found that these flower demons are typical of the outsiders and the middle-level ones. Often after they ran past, these flower demons kept Harazi to react, slowly wriggling to catch up.

This kind of flower demon is simply the worst, an idiot who can't do anything but eat.

But these things with terrifying appearances actually devoured most of the hundred young men and women from Rosevia, who were famous for their bravery. A sarcastic thought surged in Yale's heart.

For more than a thousand years, the Rosevians have fallen to such an extent...

Gradually, the dreamy castle was in sight, and Yale and Betty were overjoyed and rushed through the gate screaming.

"Got...saved..."

Yale gasped heavily, looked at Betty in ragged dresses and sweated profusely beside him, and apologized:

"I'm sorry, I said before that Hua Fei's story was a lie..."

A small white hand covered Yalei's big hand, ignoring the sticky feeling of the flower demon juice, the girl put her cheeks aside, her silver hair drooped, and she couldn't see her expression clearly:

"No... Yale is great...!"