Chapter 412 The Power of Flowers

"Seven steps, from now on, if you take another seven steps, you will die. If you don't believe it, you can continue walking." The voice came from Xiaohua again.

The cold sweat on Zhou Wen's forehead instantly fell, and he stood there, not knowing whether to continue walking or not.

Logically speaking, listening to the truth 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 that listening to the truth can restrain.

If that little flower was just an alarmist, it would be fine if Zhou Wen left, but what if it was telling the truth? Zhou Wen didn't dare to gamble with his life.

However, Zhou Wen was unwilling to be frightened by the little flower. As soon as he gritted his teeth, Zhou Wen continued to step back, one step, two steps, three steps. Zhou Wen stepped back and looked at the little flower on the mountain wall.

Xiaohua didn't make a sound anymore, which made Zhou Wen a little more at ease.

Four steps, five steps, six steps, Zhou Wen continued to walk, the truth listening earrings on his ears had not responded, Zhou Wen secretly drummed: "Is it really cheating me? Why is there no response at all?"

I thought so in my heart, but I didn't dare to step out of this last step.

That's right, Zhou Wen is indeed afraid of death, and it seems that there is no need to gamble with his life like this.

"Why don't you go, you still have one step left, keep going." Xiaohua finally spoke, but her tone was full of ridicule.

"We have no grudges and no grudges, why do you make trouble 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 looking at the mountain wall The little flower on top shouted.

"Who wants you to water and fertilize." The little flower said in a cold voice: "From now on, I will ask you to answer, if I am satisfied, I will spare your life, otherwise you will not be able to survive or die, and even die , I will also make you into lamp oil."

"I can't stand the threat of others because of my violent temper. I'll leave. What can you do?" Zhou Wen said as he raised his foot and continued to walk.

But just as he lifted his heels, he felt his head dizzy and almost fell to the ground. He was horrified and stopped quickly, without really raising his feet to take this step.

"Damn, how could this be?" Zhou Wen was completely horrified, and now he knew that what Xiao Hua said was true.

"Why don't you go, keep going, where is your temper?" Xiaohua teased.

Zhou Wen thought to himself, "There's no need to fight with a flower and lose your life. It's useless to even listen to the evil spirit. I don't know what the origin of this little flower is?"

"I think you have a small flower growing on the mountain wall, and you have no company. You must be very lonely and sad. I don't see other people's sadness and suffering the most, so I'll chat with you. But since it's a chat, you can't just ask. If I have questions, I have to ask you some questions, don't you think?" Zhou Wen bargained.

Xiaohua didn't refute him, just asked, "What's your name?"

Zhou Wen shuddered in his heart. He remembered that in myths and legends, there was an ability to imprison people by calling their name. For a while, he didn't know whether to answer.

"Why are you such a mother-in-law, it's better to die." Xiaohua said impatiently.

"My name is Zhou Wen, what's your name?" Zhou Wen knew that it was useless to report a fake name, because the name was actually just a code name. The name reported from his mouth, whether it was true or false, represented himself. If the other party really had that ability, A false name is also valid.

"Just call me Lord Emperor." Xiaohua paused, then continued to ask, "What are you doing here?"

"I said I came to travel, do you believe it?" Zhou Wen said so, but he was slandering in his heart: "A flower also wants to be the emperor, is it crazy?"

Xiaohua giggled: "I believe, why don't you believe it? Since you are here to travel, then this Emperor will do a good deed and take you on a trip to Qizi Mountain."

With Xiaohua's voice, a crack appeared on the wall of the mountain where Xiaohua took root.

And the cracks are gradually expanding, causing the mountain of chess pieces to shake slightly, and the mountain seems to be about to crack.

"Don't be so troublesome. I'm afraid of heights, and I don't like climbing mountains. I'll just watch the river view here." The cold sweat on Zhou Wen's forehead increased a lot.

Only then did the swaying mountain calm down, and Xiaohua laughed and said, "Are you really not going to come in and take a look?"

"I really don't need it." Zhou Wen waved his hand quickly, and then changed the subject: "Are there many dimensional creatures in Qizi Mountain? 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 just ask casually." Zhou Wen saw that the little flower was getting louder and louder, and he was very doubtful in his heart, whether it was bluffing himself.

It's just a flower, and it still grows on this kind of mountain wall that has been beaten by wind, water and rain, but its tone of voice, as if it is the king of Qizi Mountain, really makes Zhou Wen very suspicious.

"Are there many human beings with strength like you now?" Xiaohua asked.

"It should be a lot." Zhou Wen thought about it and felt that it should not be a lot.

In the era of Jing Daoxian, the dimensional storm had just arrived, and there were still very few epic-level powerhouses. These decades have passed, and epic-level powerhouses are not as rare as they used to be.

"What is the human population now?" 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 there should be hundreds of millions of people like you, right?" Xiaohua said thoughtfully.

"This... there shouldn't be that many, right?" Zhou Wen heard Xiaohua say that, and it was really difficult to speak, because the real situation and Xiaohua's guess were too different.

Although Zhou Wen doesn't know how many epic-level powerhouses there are in the Federation, it is estimated that it is difficult to reach even six figures. It would be good to have tens of thousands.

"Ten million?" Xiaohua guessed again.

"A little less." Zhou Wen had no choice but to say.

"Is it only a few million? Are human beings so weak now? There are so few people at your level." Xiaohua said in a tone of disbelief.

"Almost, basically, I'm relatively weak." What can Zhou Wen say, he can't tell Xiaohua, the number she guessed should be reduced by a hundred times.

Zhou Wen thought for a while and asked, "Are you familiar with Qizishan? Have you ever seen a pattern here, that is, a picture of a small hand, which may be holding something."

Zhou Wen roughly described the pattern of the little hand. Anyway, he can't leave now, so why not take the opportunity to inquire about the news, maybe this little flower really knows.

"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. What are you looking for?" Xiaohua asked.