The afternoon sun shines on the towering Yingxiang Mountain, giving the mountain peak a layer of golden light. It is the beginning of spring, everything is revived, and all kinds of flowers on the mountain are in full bloom, making the scenery very beautiful.
A gust of wind blew by, and the petals flying all over the sky drew a beautiful arc in the air, like dancing butterflies, flying and wandering in the valley, and finally fell into a crystal clear stream.
Petals of different colors float gently in the stream with the fluctuation of the stream, as if dancing in the water, or playing a beautiful piece of music in the water.
The water in the stream is clear and transparent, and there are groups of small fish swimming in the water. Their fish kisses touch the water surface from time to time, causing small ripples in circles, which looks extremely pleasing to the eye.
Next to the stream is a sea of flowers, with flowers of various colors vying for beauty. Among the flowers, some two figures are swimming leisurely. In this sea of flowers, a beautiful picture is formed, which is magnificent.
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They were Yunmo and Kamisato Ayaka who came for an outing. They were both wearing light white dresses, looming among the colorful flowers, as beautiful and refined as immortals.
"It's so beautiful." Kamisato Ayaka exclaimed intoxicatedly. It had been a long time since she had seen such a beautiful scenery. Every plant and tree here was extremely beautiful.
A faint smile appeared on Yunmo's lips. He looked at Kamisato Ayaka's overwhelming face and sighed in his heart, Ayaka, you will always be so charming, even when you see all the people in the world.
Beautiful scenery, you are still so beautiful that people can’t take their eyes away.
"Thousands of purples and reds, how could they be so beautiful if they weren't so beautiful?" Yun Mo murmured softly, her tone full of doting, which made Kamisato Ayaka feel elated. She shyly lowered her eyes and held the hem of her clothes tightly with her delicate hands.
Kamisato Ayaka looked at Yun Mo, her eyes were like a pool of spring water, her cheeks were slightly red, like a girl who had just been drunk, she was beautiful and confused, and it made people's hearts beat.
"Isn't this the first time I've seen you, and you're praising me with such exaggeration? It's true." Ayaka Kamisato pouted, her tone full of coquettishness.
Yun Mo looked at Kamisato Ayaka's cute look and couldn't help laughing. He stretched out his index finger and scratched Kamisato Ayaka's nose and said, "I'm not exaggerating. You are really beautiful, no matter what.
No matter what, at any time, under any environment, you are so beautiful that people can't look directly at you. This is your charm."
"You know how to say nice things." Kamisato Ayaka said coquettishly, and then changed the subject and said: "We came to see flowers, not to see me. I don't want to chat with you anymore. I want to see flowers, see flowers."
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After saying that, Kamisato Ayaka took a small shovel and got into the flowers, looking for flowers of various colors.
Kamisato Ayaka's behavior is very lively and cute, and her every smile touches Yunmo's heartstrings.
"You...don't run too far."
"I know!"
"Be careful!"
"knew!"
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Kamisato Ayaka was busy while responding to Yunmo, with a sweet smile on her face and a pair of clear and bright eyes bent into the shape of a crescent moon.
Her clear and sweet voice echoed in the sea of flowers and reached Yun Mo's ears, making Yun Mo feel particularly comfortable and in a great mood.
Yunmo looked at Kamisato Ayaka's busy figure, smiled fondly, and did not disturb her. Instead, he opened the picnic blanket he was carrying, lay on the picnic blanket and basked in the sun, enjoying the sunbath.
Looking at the blue sky and white clouds, the undulating mountains, and listening to the cheerful chirping of birds on the branches, Yun Mo's eyelids became a little heavy. He didn't sleep all night, and sleepiness found him again in the warm sunshine, and he slowly closed his eyes.
, fell into a deep sleep.
In the sea of spring flowers, Yunmo slowly fell asleep, but Ayaka Kamisato was still busy collecting flowers.
Kamisato Ayaka was busy picking flowers while admiring the beautiful scenery. She was so engrossed in watching it that she was getting further and further away from Yunmo without realizing it.
Apparently Kamisato Ayaka has forgotten Yunmo's instructions and is moving towards a dangerous place.
Kamisato Ayaka put the bright flowers into the bamboo basket. She wanted to weave a beautiful flower crown for Yunmo, let him wear it, and then take him for a walk in the mountains.
But what Ayaka, the god who was immersed in her own world, didn't notice was that not far from her, there were more than a dozen pairs of insidious eyes staring at her whereabouts.
Their whole bodies were crawling among the flowers, and they were slowly approaching Kamisato Ayaka. Their figures looked inhuman, and their entire bodies were covered by robes. They held various weapons in their hands, including staffs and knives.
Sticks, they shuttled silently among the flowers.
"This female human hasn't discovered us yet, do you want to kill her?"
"Kill her. Don't let her get close to that place. If she is found there, it will cause serious problems."
"What if there's a sleeping human male over there?"
"Kill them too."
"What a bunch of stupid guys. They all don't realize that they are about to die. But it's okay, there's no pain in dying in a dream."
"Hahahahahaha."
The monsters wrapped in robes spoke in strange tones, talking in low voices like the chirping of birds and insects. Each of them had a fierce look on their face, and their eyes were filled with bloodthirsty and cruel looks.
Kamisato Ayaka didn't realize that the crisis was approaching her step by step. She squatted down next to a flower that had not yet bloomed, gently pulled out the flower bud with her hands, and gently shoveled it up with a small shovel.
, observe carefully.
"It's so beautiful. I really want to take it back and raise it. I don't know what its quality is. It should be very good. After all, it is a flower on the sacred mountain." Kamisato Ayaka murmured softly, with expectations in her eyes.
Hope.
Kamisato Ayaka's fingers gently touched the flower bone, feeling the soft touch of the flower bone.
"Kill her! Don't let them go!" Several sharp voices suddenly sounded, breaking Ayaka Kamisato's fantasy. Her heart was suddenly startled, her fingers trembled slightly, and the flowers fell from between her fingers.
Slipped, fell to the ground, and scattered.
"Who are you? What do you want to do?!" Kamisato Ayaka didn't have time to feel sorry for the flowers she wanted to take home to raise. She looked at the monsters rushing toward her and shouted angrily.
Kamisato Ayaka's voice reached Yunmo's ears.
Yun Mo's originally closed eyes suddenly opened, with a bloodthirsty and ferocious light flashing in his eyes, and a strong murderous intention erupted from his body, making the surrounding leaves rustle, and there was a hint of cold breath among the leaves.