Countless ice flowers, nourished by the bones of warriors, peeked out from the dark "floor tiles".
However, Ye Qinghan and the others did not know that this was not the Ice Mist Flower, but the Broken Dream Flower, which belonged to another world.
The fragrance was exactly the same as the scent that Xiao Ai carried, and Ye Qinghan quickly realized this.
It is the lingering dream of the deceased, the hope defended by iron and blood and glory, the indispensable flower in Su Cheng's bedroom, and the incense that Xiao Ai often uses.
"Senior Sister?"
Dongfang Jue noticed that Ye Qinghan and Chu Youwei behind him were about to be swallowed by the black mist, so he quickly called out to Li Shiyao and hurriedly walked back to see why his senior sister and Su Muchan had fallen behind.
As one piece of information after another surfaced, Ye Qinghan felt that she was getting closer and closer to the truth.
Ye Qinghan only came back to her senses when she heard Dongfang Jue calling her.
"It's nothing, let's keep looking ahead."
Ice Mist Flower and Broken Dream Flower are the same flower, except that Broken Dream Flower is blood-red.
Like the path that Lord Gu Ai walked, it was stained with blood.
Unlike the hunters Ye Qinghan had encountered before, the bodies of these hunters did not disappear, but remained here forever.
However, more often than the corpses of hunters or faceless beings, there were armored warriors who lay in eternal rest here.
The monster's corpse was relatively intact, while the armored warriors almost all died horribly.
Even wearing armor, it was difficult to withstand the endless waves of monsters.
“These people…”
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