Su Ye is completely addicted to meditation.

In the magic tower, the white light fruit cracked, and a fat doll, one foot tall, plopped down and squatted, with four legs facing the sky.

The fat baby was stunned for a moment and giggled.

The magic clone with dark hair and black eyes, wearing a white shirt and a black tuxedo suddenly opened her eyes, stepped on the magic leaves, floating in the sky, crossed her arms to her chest, and looked at the fat doll with a cold face.

The big fat baby giggled, stretched out his fat white arms like lotus roots, and grabbed at the magic clone.

The magic clone said nothing, still crossed his arms with his chest, his body straight, and flew straight.

The fat baby continued to smirk and chase.

After a while, people laughed everywhere in the Giant Hills.

Most magic apprentices and warrior apprentices were promoted to Black Iron.

A few old black iron warriors crossed the gap and were promoted to bronze.

They smiled and cheered.

Thank you to the divine power plane and the flying flowers in Yijie.

Soon, more and more people opened their eyes.

The effect of high-speed meditation disappeared.

"Look!" someone suddenly shouted.

Everyone saw that the originally chaotic flying flowers suddenly had obvious flight trajectories.

Trajectory of the tornado.

Countless petals form a huge flower tornado covering the seat surface, turning rapidly.

The center of the giant tornado seems to be a giant tree peak.

The flower tornado is turning sharply, the smaller it is, and the more it is, the more dense it is.

It is also getting brighter and brighter, shining on the entire seat.

After a while, the flower tornado shrank to a diameter of 1,000 meters, and everyone at the foot of the mountain was shrouded.

People who were in the flower tornado found that the flowers were not physical, they seemed to be composed of light and passed through their bodies without any obstacles.

The flower tornado was clearly rotating rapidly, but the wind could not be heard.

Many people reached out to grab it, but found nothing.

Palos seemed to have returned to childhood, showing a innocent smile, and catching the flying flowers in the sky with all his might.

Like everyone else, she couldn't catch it, but she was not discouraged and still smiled happily and grabbed it happily.

The flower tornado shrinks rapidly and is about to leave everyone at the foot of the mountain.

Palos was still not discouraged, stretched out his white arms and grabbed them for the last time.

“Huh?”

Palos felt as if he had encountered a small thing, soft, like goose feathers and snowflakes.

She carefully retracted her fist and placed it in front of her, carefully spreading it slowly, and at the same time she turned her head slightly, her eyes slightly narrowed, as if she was afraid that something would run out of her hand, and she was full of expectations.

A pink glimmer petal lies quietly in the palm of the palm, and the edges of the petals float gently, like the wings of a butterfly.
Chapter completed!