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Linlin Village.

A colorful flower man, who looked twice as big as an ordinary colorful flower man, was leading a group of colorful flower men, kneeling down and praying around an ordinary golden flower.

“O Almighty Ancestral Flower, your devout followers pray to you.

In recent times, the temperature of the sun has been getting lower and lower, and more and more Colorful Flower People are experiencing physical problems.

We sincerely pray to you, asking you to tell us the reasons for the changes in the sun and how to deal with them.

O almighty ancestral flower, please bless your believers!

Everyone, bye! "

The leader of the colorful flower people gave an order, and all the colorful flower people present kowtowed.

Just after everyone knelt down and worshiped, the little flower in the middle suddenly began to flicker.

Flashes of golden light shone on everyone's faces.

Seeing this, the colorful flower man in the lead was so excited that he kowtowed repeatedly: "There is a response, there is a response! Zuhua finally responded!"

Seeing this scene, all the colorful flower people present looked happy.

They have prayed to this golden flower countless times, but there has never been a response.

Today, they just prayed as usual, expecting there would be no response like before.

But I never expected that this time when I just started to kneel down and pray, the golden flower actually responded.

This little golden flower is one of the thousands of clones of the ancestral flower on the colorful planet.

As long as you pray to any golden flower, you may be heard by the ancestral flower.

"Great, the almighty Zuhua finally responded!"

"Yes, we have prayed so many times, and the almighty Zuhua finally heard our request!"

"Great, we are saved!"

Everyone was overjoyed and celebrated.

The colorful flower man in the lead saw the golden flower swaying slightly, and quickly shouted to everyone: "Quiet! Everyone be quiet! Zuhua has instructions!"

After hearing this, everyone quickly became quiet.

The colorful flower man in the lead walked up to the golden flower, leaned over and put his ear close to the golden flower, and listened respectfully.

As he listened, the joy on his face disappeared little by little.

Instead, there was a look of sullenness!

After a while, the golden flower stopped swinging and returned to its original quiet appearance.

The colorful flower man who took the lead also stood up straight, with an angry look on his face.

Everyone quickly gathered around and asked curiously: "Village Chief Hua Qianling, what are the instructions from Zu Hua?"

"Yes, did Zuhua explain why the sun is getting colder, or how to deal with it?"

Facing everyone's anxious and curious looks, Village Chief Hua Qianling said angrily: "Zuhua didn't talk about the sun, but said something else."

"What could be more important than the sun?"

"Yeah, what else is more important than the sun?"

The other colorful flower people were talking about it.

"Everyone, be quiet and listen to Village Chief Hua Qianling continue!"

The colorful flower people stood up to maintain order, and everyone became quiet.

Village Chief Hua Qianling said: "Zu Hua just informed me that 500 meters away to the west of our Linlin Village, a colorful flower man died after being forced to tell the color of the flowers on other people's heads!"

As soon as these words came out, everyone was quiet for a while and then exploded.

"How is that possible? This is a taboo for all of us Colorful Flower People!"

"Yeah, no colorful flower person would joke about the color of the flowers on his head!"

"Is it a mistake?"

It was obvious that what Village Chief Hua Qianling said was beyond their imagination, leaving everyone in disbelief.

Hua Qianling snorted coldly: "Are you doubting the instructions of the almighty Ancestor Hua?"

Everyone was startled and then realized that this was Zuhua's prompt!

How could the omnipotent Zuhua be wrong?

So, who did such a heinous thing?

Hua Qiangu was also in the crowd, and he suddenly thought of the two foreigners today.

Aren't they just talking about the color of the flowers above their heads today?

From the looks of them, they seemed to have no inhibitions about it.

Could it be them?

Thinking of this, Hua Qiangu rushed to the village chief Hua Qianling and said, "I know who did it."

"Who?" Village Chief Hua Qianling asked.

The other colorful flower people also looked towards Hua Qiangu.

Hua Qiangu said: "Today, two foreigners suddenly came to our village.

Everyone knows that it is taboo to talk about the color of the flowers on the head, and it is impossible for anyone in this village to do this.

But today, the two foreigners didn't seem to care.

They started talking about the color of the flowers above their heads.

Therefore, we drove the two strangers out of the village who violated the taboo.

I think they are the most likely to do such a thing! "

When Village Chief Hua Qianling heard that it made sense, he shouted loudly: "Zu Hua has instructions and will never allow such rebellious things to appear on our colorful planet.

Everyone, follow me to the west to capture those two strangers! "

Village Chief Hua Qianling responded to the call, and all the colorful flower people roared and followed behind Village Chief Hua Qianling, running towards the west in a mighty manner...

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At this time, He Xiao and Ye Xiaozhao, who were 500 meters away to the west of Linlin Village, had already stirred a hornet's nest without knowing what they were doing.

After coercing a colorful flower man to tell the color of the flowers on Ye Xiaozhao's head, both of them excitedly thought they were about to clear the game.

Even if they knew what was happening in Linlin Village at this time, they would not care.

"I'm sure the color of the flower above my head is blue!"

Ye Xiaozhao shouted with a hint of excitement in his tone.

After the two waited quietly for a while, the flowers on Ye Xiaozhao's head still didn't respond at all.

After a while, there was still no change.

The expressions of the two people slowly turned from excitement to seriousness.

Why is it still not working?

Obviously the colorful flower man who told the color of the flowers on Ye Xiaozhao's head is dead, why is it still wrong?

Did he lie?

Or is it that the colorful flower man is just like He Xiao, the color he sees is not the same color as the color he said?

If every colorful flower person on this colorful planet was in this situation, it would be impossible to clear the game.

Ye Xiaozhao will never know the color of the flowers above her head!

Which part is the problem?

Ye Xiaozhao also realized the seriousness of the problem and became more and more anxious.

She began to seek medical treatment for some sudden illness, and shouted loudly: "I am sure that the color of the flower on my head is red!"

After a while, nothing happened.

"I'm sure the color of the flower above my head is orange!"

……

"I'm sure the color of the flower above my head is yellow!"

……

"I'm sure the color of the flower above my head is green!"

……

"I'm sure the color of the flower on my head is cyan!"

……

At this point, Ye Xiaozhao has mentioned all seven colors.

However, there was still no reaction. The purple flowers above her head were still full of vitality and did not look like they were about to wither.

"What the hell are the flowers on my head?!"

Ye Xiaozhao, who had always been kind and smiling, was now forced to curse.