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After waiting for a while, Huo Wenhua still did not appear.

"Sister, they may have gotten lost with us."

Xiaoqian hooked his head to look into the chaos, "I can't see it."

"It's also possible that I've fainted from the cold!"

Yang Zimei thought for a while, "Xiaoqian, you and Lianyi are waiting here, I'll go in and look for it."

"Sister, if you go in and come out in a different place from us, wouldn't we be lost again? No, we are a trinity! Let's go in and search together!"

Xiaoqian took her hand and said.

Lianyi jumped into her arms, expressing that they were also together.

Yang Zimei had no choice but to pull the two of them back into the chaos.

Suddenly, an object knocked out from inside, which was the corpse of the bodyless ghost.

Yang Zimei stretched out his hand, grabbed the corpse and put it on the ground.

Then, two people stumbled out from inside.

It was Huo Wenhua and the clone ghost.

I saw one being carried on the back, the other's feet were trembling, his face was pale, and he was so cold that he was about to freeze into icicles.

Yang Zimei hurried forward and took them over.

She found Huo Wenhua with the mahogany card, and injected him with hot energy to dispel the coldness on his body.

After being rescued, Huo Wenhua's face gradually returned to normal, he woke up and sneezed a few times.

And because of Huo Wenhua's recovery, the clone ghost also recovered.

Thinking that the clone ghost would come out behind Huo Wenhua's back just now, this made Yang Zimei not so disgusted with the clone ghost.

It seems that the world may have misrepresented the horror of replicating ghosts.

"Thank you, Master Yang."

Huo Wenhua regained his breath and thanked Yang Zimei.

"Thank you, Master Yang."

The clone ghost repeated the same words.

Perhaps because of the gratitude to the replicator for saving him in a crisis, Huo Wenhua no longer hated it so much when the replicator copied him.

Instead, he has a sense of magic.

In this world, there is actually a ghost copying himself and saving himself, as if it is another self.

He didn't feel disgusted, and he got a lot closer to the clone ghost.

"thank you too!"

Huo Wenhua said to copying ghosts.

"thank you too!"

The copy ghost said to him.

Huo Wenhua couldn't help laughing.

The clone ghost laughed too.

Seeing two identical people laughing, Yang Zimei felt weird.

"Sister, these flowers are so big and beautiful!"

Xiaoqian started shouting again.

Huo Wenhua was fine, Yang Zimei was only in the mood to look around at this time.

really--

In a large open space in front, a variety of lily-shaped flowers of various colors were planted.

However, these flowers are very big, even bigger than the big trumpets we usually see, and each stamen is as thick as a baby's arm.

Not only are the flowers big, but so are the butterflies and dragonflies flying on them.

Those dragonflies are as big as a child's simulated airplane, and each butterfly's wings are about [-] centimeters long.

Even a bee is as big as a baby!

This is……

Yang Zimei and the others were stunned, wondering if they had entered a fairy tale world.

Huo Wenhua wiped his eyes with his hand, then gasped, "What kind of world is this? Are we getting smaller? Or are those flowers getting bigger?"

His words awakened the dreamer!

Yang Zimei and Xiaoqian looked at each other, and then exclaimed, "We have become smaller!"

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