Yun Luo glanced at the ground at the entrance of the canyon, and his eyes narrowed: "There are many footprints."
The air humidity here is high, the ground is soft, and there are many traces of footsteps on the lawn at the entrance.
At a glance, there are at least dozens of people.
"It should be left behind by those warriors from before, right?" Nangong Jin touched his chin, "Proof that we found the right place."
"Why do these footprints only go in and not come out?" Tantai Yao observed carefully and frowned.
"They were besieged by cannibal bees after they entered. They must have panicked and used their spiritual power to fly out. Of course they would not leave any footprints." Nangong Jin said unconcernedly.
That makes sense.
Tantai Yao thought for a while and didn't argue anymore.
You will know what the specific situation is when you go in.
The group of people briefly discussed a few words, made preparations, and walked into the canyon.
The canyon is not narrow, it is wide enough for ten people to walk side by side, but the curvature is very twisty.
Every time you turn a corner, the aroma becomes more obvious and faint, mixed with some other smells.
This smell is very familiar to each of them.
"Bloody smell!"
Nangong Yun moved his nose and frowned: "A lot of people should have died."
"Being attacked by so many man-eating bees, is it difficult not to kill everyone?" Nangong Jin said calmly.
Nangong Yun suddenly fell silent.
"We saw before that there were about 20 warriors who were fleeing after being chased by cannibal bees. These people are definitely not all."
Yun Luo looked up and looked into the depths of the canyon, "I don't know how many people died here."
The further you go in, the stronger the smell of blood becomes. It is masked by the quiet fragrance of flowers, and instead forms an indescribable smell.
Half an hour later, the group finally walked out of the canyon.
The front suddenly becomes clear.
Under the blue sky, the endless brilliant sea of flowers is like gems dotted between the mountains. When the breeze blows, the delicate flower branches bend, like waves of flowers, swaying layer by layer, and the air is filled with refreshing fragrance.
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Yun Luo and others couldn't help but close their eyes and take a deep breath.
In an instant, the cool fragrance pours into the brain like an ice spring, washing every corner of the body and mind, making every cell clear and comfortable as if it has been reborn.
"What a pleasant aroma..." Tantai Yao's face was full of intoxication.
"It is indeed a nourishing flower." Nangong Jin also squinted her eyes in enjoyment.
"Are those little blooming flowers the spiritual nourishing flowers?" Nangong Yun looked curiously not far away, "It seems different from what we imagined."
I saw that the green grass was covered with small pink and white flowers.
The petals are layered on top of each other like piled snowflakes. The outer petals have a faint pink color, and become whiter as you go inward. The stamens are a translucent silvery white, crystal clear like crystal flowers, delicate and beautiful, weak and petite.
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A nourishing flower is only as big as two thumbs, but it blooms in large tracts.
Looking from a distance, the entire sea of flowers looks like it is covered with a layer of pink-white snow.
The breeze blows in waves.
The tiny petals are flying, attracting butterflies and bees to chase them.
Such a peaceful and beautiful scene is like a timeless oil painting, vivid and three-dimensional, which people cannot bear to destroy.
"Look, what is that?!" Tantai Yao's face suddenly changed and she stretched out her hand.