Han Li looked at her and said in an inquiring tone: "The incense realm of the Great Incense Master is indeed ...... Curious. ”

An Lan's gaze fell on his waist again: "You're not curious. ”

Han Li turned over slightly, and put his arm on his waist, as if to block her gaze: "What does Mr. An think it is?"

An Lan raised her eyes and suddenly asked an irrelevant word: "Is your brother still in Chang'an?"

Han Li looked at her, his pupils shrank suddenly, and his eyes suddenly showed murderous aura.

An Lan didn't seem to notice it, and continued: "The county lord of Yuyao was obsessed with him during his lifetime, but after the county lord lost his incense, he never showed up, do you think, can I find him?"

Han Li quietly took half a step back with his right foot, his heel was slightly cushioned, his arms were indeed unable to exert his strength at the moment, but there were still many ways to kill, and he was already proficient in this way.

An Lan's tone was still not in a hurry: "There are millions of people in Chang'an City, and it is not easy to find one person among them, not to mention that the other party still intends to hide." ”

"It seems that Mr. An is not a good person today. At the same time as Han Li said this, the whole person suddenly rose from the ground, and his right leg attacked An Lan with the power of lightning, and at the same time, three hidden weapons shot out of his boots!

He knows that the great incense master of the Changxiang Hall has the ability to change the heavens and the earth, and the incense realm that is like a miracle is the greatest reliance of the great incense master above the mundane, but it is precisely because of this basis that the great incense master of the Changxiang Hall is almost all pampered nobles, if the incense is lost, any rough maid can knock them down.

He seemed to conclude that An Lan would not use the incense realm, and the fact was as he expected, An Lan did not use the incense realm, she just stood there and watched him make a move. And when the three hidden weapons were shot, even if she remembered the incense, it was too late, the incense realm could affect people's consciousness and behavior, but it could not make the hidden weapons that had been shot turn back, or even change their trajectory.

The hidden weapon with a barb glows with a black light, sharp, cold and hard, if it pierces into the body, it will hold the flesh tightly, and it is difficult to take it out!

How fast is the hidden weapon shot?

No one has calculated, but everyone knows that with such a short distance between the two, it is impossible for a weak woman without any skills to avoid it.

Han Li had confirmed this when he shot the hidden weapon, he didn't worry about how to explain it afterwards, he just wanted to kill the other party first now.

But he seems to have forgotten one thing.

As a great incense master, incense is indeed their biggest reliance, but it is not the only one.

As long as the great incense master is willing, they don't even need to use the incense realm, and there will be countless people who are willing to go to the soup for them.

Therefore, when the three hidden weapons were about a foot away from An Lan, they were sent aside by the other three hidden weapons, and the speed was so fast that only a "ding" was heard, and the danger was eliminated.

Han Li fell to the ground with a bang, and he subconsciously supported the ground with his arm, and then he was covered in cold sweat in pain, and the bones that had just been connected were displaced again. He gritted his teeth, struggled to stand up, and as soon as he raised his eyes, he saw a woman in black appear behind An Lan. With just one look, he smelled a familiar smell, a familiar smell that only someone who walked in the dark and licked blood at the tip of a knife could smell it.

Lan Indigo took two steps forward, turned sideways, and said with a slightly lowered face: "Sir, are you okay?" ”

An Lan shook her head: "Go and see what he is hiding on his body?"

She could feel that the thing had been stirring, inexplicably dangerous, so that she instinctively couldn't use the incense, just like she felt when she visited the Liyuan that night, cold, damp, sticky, and disgusting.

Lan Indigo bowed his head, then turned around, and walked to Han Li without the slightest hesitation.

Han Li took two steps back, he seemed to have some scruples, when Lan Indigo searched him, he did not resist, and Lan Di took out a small box about three fingers wide from his arms. The box is made of some kind of wood, which is light, smooth, and hard, and also carries a faint aroma.

Lan Indigo took the box to An Lan, An Lan didn't reach out to take it, just glanced at it, and then looked at Han Li: "What is this?"

Han Li suddenly smiled: "Mr. An, why don't you open it and take a look." There was an indescribable provocation in that tone.

Lan Indigo glanced at him, An Lan landed her gaze on the box again, and spoke after a moment: "There is a kind of insect in the Southern Xinjiang Fragrance Valley that is raised by secret methods, this kind of insect is extremely sensitive to aroma, I heard it, they can even devour the incense realm. ”

Lan Indigo's eyes flashed with surprise, and even a little frightened, she has been secretly investigating the matter of Xianggu in Southern Xinjiang for the past two years, and she has also heard such rumors, but she has always felt that it is a fallacy, but sir, it seems that she does not think so.

Han Li leaned against the square table behind him, panting slightly, looking at An Lan and said, "Mr. An knows a lot, it's really surprising." ”

An Lan continued: "It is said that after they turn into butterflies, the eggs they lay will be of greater use. ”

Han Li pursed his lips and did not speak.

……

On the side of the main hall, Huang Xiangshi and others saw that what Chuan Lian took out of the box was actually three butterflies.

I saw that when the butterfly was in the box, it was wrapped into the shape of a cocoon, and the color was only a faint powder, but after coming out of the box, I saw that they trembled slightly a few times, and then slowly stretched, the butterfly wings opened little by little, and the color began to change, gradually turning from pink to red, flashing light, more and more gorgeous, as the butterfly wings were fully expanded, flying to the fingers of the three brothers and sisters of the Sichuan family and gently fanning, their butterfly wings have become blood-like red, and every time they fan, there seems to be firefly scattered around.

Such a little life is so beautiful that for a while, no one in this hall spoke.

After a long time, Huang Xiangshi asked, "What is this?"

Chuan Wu glanced at him with some mockery, then looked at the butterfly that stopped on his finger and said: "This is the fragrant butterfly of our Xianggu, which can distinguish all the incense in the world, no matter how subtle their differences are, they can distinguish them." ”

One of the guests muttered, "Xiangdie, this ...... Never heard of it!"

Some people here were dissatisfied with the attitude of the people in southern Xinjiang, and at this moment they listened to their sentence "can distinguish all the incense in the world", such a big breath is even more disgusting, so someone responded and said: "That's right, dogs can also distinguish the smell, no matter the smell of incense." ”

Chuan Wu was about to get angry, but Chuan Gu next to him laughed and said disdainfully: "Today can be regarded as seeing with my own eyes what it means to be lonely and unheard, sitting in a well and watching the sky." Then, without waiting for others to answer, he looked at Liu Xuanji and said with a smile, "They don't know about this fragrant butterfly, but Mr. Liu won't know it, right?" and turned his head to look at Bai Yan as he spoke, "Presumably the incense envoy also knows it in his heart." ”

Liu Xuanji looked at the three blood-colored butterflies in their hands, and said slowly: "The incense dish is cultivated by the secret method of southern Xinjiang, and I only recognize one kind of incense in my life, and I will not swerve until death." ”