"Who is speaking?"

"No one is alive or immortal in the first five floors of the Dead Sea. They are all mute. A sunflower came out here. Is it Auntie Xiang?"

"Uh, does this sound like Aunt Xiang's voice?"

"It doesn't look like it, I've never heard of it, but at least Aunt Xiang should be a woman?"

"And Auntie Xiang is not that strong. Can she tell in advance that someone is coming to the sixth level of the Dead Sea before they see her?"

The audience in the Five Realms was startled by the ghost-faced Sunflower, and it was a bit noisy. As for the "outsiders"...

There are people who care, but not many.

This kind of pretense really captured everyone's hearts when it first appeared on the first floor of the Dead Sea.

Now, everyone is basically immune.

Coming out of the pure water whirlpool, Feng Zhongzui was the first one to be frightened and almost suffered a cardiac arrest.

The grimace of Sunflower was right in front of the preaching mirror, right in front of and to the side of him. This was so scary!

Because the prisoners on the first five floors are all imprisoned in Blackstone Prison, why would one suddenly escape here?

Can you move freely on the sixth floor of the Dead Sea?

When I glanced out of the corner of my eye, I saw the Black Stone Prison all around.

Except for the strange flower in front of me, the rest are still quietly staying in their nests, just like the first five floors.

That’s right, how could there be a concept of “free movement” in the Dead Sea? The Taoist Palace Master must have been kicked in the head by a donkey, so he could design it like that!

As for this sunflower...

"Senior, are you talking to me?" Feng Zhongzui asked.

"What do you think?" Ghostface Sunflower didn't turn his head, ignored Feng Zhongzui, and passed him.

This is good, this is great... Feng Zhongzui breathed a sigh of relief, held the mirror and backed away, and then he could see the whole picture clearly.

Sunflower is an old man wearing a shabby white prison uniform.

What's different is that the part above his neck is not a human head.

Instead, there is a sunflower with very large seeds, like a grimace sunflower inlaid with many eyeballs.

This is very unique.

Placed on the Holy Continent, it can stop children from crying and frighten them into reincarnation.

But in the Dead Sea, it can only be said that there is a bit of style, but not much newness.

"Hello, Sunflower."

Xu Xiaoshou came out of the pure water whirlpool and said hello, but at first glance he did not move at the sound of "alien".

He scanned it with his senses and could see two rows of black stone prisons on the left and right, totaling eight hundred cells.

The number is much smaller than that of the previous floors, and there are also many fewer empty rooms.

The number of masters imprisoned here has obviously increased, reaching almost 99%.

Among the masters, there is also Aunt Xiang.

The master prisoners are either very big, or extremely ugly, or they sleep forever, or they are immersed in practice...

Although I don’t know what else can be practiced in the Dead Sea, but at first glance, he looks like an expert and nervous.

Aunt Xiang is different.

She bent over and rolled up her sleeves, standing in front of the small wooden table in the cell. She didn't know where she got paper and pen. She pressed her chest with one hand and held a pen in the other hand, practicing calligraphy in the Dead Sea.

The ink is condensed and does not scatter. It is absorbed heavily on the paper and does not melt with pure water.

The wording is just average, not like everyone else's style, but it's refreshing.

It can be considered a maverick in another sense, and it is also very dead... Xu Xiaoshou nodded in approval.

He changed his perception perspective and focused on the white papers scattered on the floor in the cell. He clearly saw the content written on Aunt Xiang's calligraphy. There was something interesting:

"God, save me."

"Idiot, come quickly."

"Idiot, I'm ignoring you."

"God is also God, God is also God, God is also God..."

You live in Cao Erzhu, and I live on the sixth floor. I miss you every day and don't see you. I drink pure water when I'm thirsty... Xu Xiaoshou felt this.

Seeing that Aunt Xiang's delicate body trembled when she heard his voice, he smiled and looked away, looking at the sunflower that stopped in front of him.

The last person to speak of a "visitor from another world" was Qing Yuhen, when he first entered the Gujin Wangyou Tower.

This Mr. Sunflower looks crazy, he can explain mysteries with one word, and he can also run around in the Dead Sea. He must be the number one person.

Everyone is scared.

The Holy Mountain evacuation group was retreating after leaving the pure water whirlpool.

Even Beibei didn't know that there was a sunflower with a grimace that could move freely on the sixth floor of the Dead Sea, so he became wary.

Xu Xiaoshou looked at the strange flower in front of him and took the initiative to say hello:

"Hello, Mr. Sunflower, I am the 'otherworlder' you are looking for."

As soon as this familiar tone came out, the dark and strange atmosphere was instantly broken.

The spectators from the five domains felt so wonderful that some could not even hold back their laughter.

Shouye's mental state is very suitable for the Dead Sea.

It seems that he was born to live in the Dead Sea. His behavior and style are not out of place with the Dead Sea in the slightest, and they blend in almost perfectly.

The old man Sunflower seemed to be stunned for a moment, and was about to speak.

Master Shou stretched out his fingers and placed them on his ghostly face where the mouth should be:

"Shh..."

"Principle of equivalent exchange, if you ask me a question, I will also ask you a question. This is fair."

Is this right?

I was so drunk in the wind that I had goosebumps all over the floor.

You are a human being, how dare you make such an intimate move towards Mr. Sunflower the moment you meet him?

Did you know each other before?

"Hiss, hiss..."

The old man Sunflower was stunned for a moment, and then let out his weird snake-like laughter.

When he laughed, his shoulders hunched, and his densely packed black seeds twitched, as if his eyes were blinking, and his nostrils were opening and closing to breathe out. It looked like he was suffering from trypophobia.

"You smile so beautifully, like a flower."

As soon as Xu Xiaoshou said these words, the laughter of the old man Xiangkui stopped.

"Under suspicion, passive value, +1."

The Holy Mountain Refuge Group all retreated.

Feng Zhongzui also carried the preaching mirror and stretched some distance.

Turning his head, Bei Jianxian ran the farthest. She was the most experienced and had learned the lesson before.

Master Shou, it is indeed a bit outrageous... Feng Zhongzui hesitated in his heart, not quite daring to comment on the scene in front of him.

But think about it from another angle, it’s quite right!

In this Dead Sea, perhaps it was never Mr. Shou who should be afraid, but the people he targeted and became interested in.

The old man Sunflower stopped laughing, hunched his back, and took half a step back slightly.

Ready to go.

It's also possible that he's getting ready to run...

"How many 'outsiders' like me have you seen?" Xu Xiaoshou stared at the grimace across from him and asked to the point.

He is too serious.

Feng Zhongzui looked at it like this, as if Master Shou was really the so-called alien, looking for his kind.

It’s not that the five regions cannot understand Shouye’s brain circuit, they all know that he is talking about Sunflower’s nonsense on the same channel, and they should be trying to squeeze out some useful information.

It is true that a free agent appeared on the sixth level of the Dead Sea. This fact itself is very strange and worthy of study.

Of course, it is worth studying by Mr. Shou, so let’s forget it... Feng Zhong was drunk and frightened, and quietly pointed the missionary mirror at the sunflower.

"Hiss, hiss..."

"Don't laugh and answer my question."

"..."

The laughter of Grimace Sunflower was forced to stop, and he tilted his head obediently, as if he was really thinking, and finally raised a finger.

There is also a small flower on his finger, a cute little sunflower.

Feng Zhongzui gave him a close-up, which made him excited and a little disgusting.

"One?" Xu Xiaoshou asked.
To be continued...