Chapter 578 A Ridge of Orange Blossoms

Unexpectedly, his uncle supported him, and Luoyue drank his uncle's tea with great relief. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. biquge。 info

As soon as I took a sip, I felt that something was missing, the taste was too warm, so the falling moon condensed a few snowflakes and added it, which was not as cold as ice.

has been with Zinian for a long time, and subtly, he has begun to refine everything related to food.

"Actually, I have a send-off gift for you." Mizusawa Kazuka sat opposite the setting moon.

"Uncle's gift must be valuable." The falling moon stared at it for a long time, but he didn't see Mizusawa Fenghua take it out.

Her body hovered in the air, and a voice was heard, "I invite you to visit my space." ”

Without waiting for consent, he entered the ring of Mizusawa Kazeka.

A new and completely different scenery is reflected in Hitomito.

Mizusawa Kazukasa is used to grow flowers!

Vermilion, bright red, alizarin, powder, powder, lake, water, sky, blue, indigo, jet-black, beige, pure white, milky, turmeric, sallow, beige, goose, yellow, tender......

One color family is next to the other, arranged in an endless ribbon, and there are at least a dozen colors in each color family, from light to dark......

"Uncle, you are a little out of business, you don't love the beauty of the world, but you love to herd grass." The setting moon infects it, breathe deeply, and can't extricate yourself, there are thousands of flowers here, and when you look at it, most of them have never been seen at all, nor have you seen them in the book.

Wandering in it, the falling moon felt more and more transparent, it turned out that these flowers can exert energy, or where did the spirituality of the whole space come from.

The spirituality that emanates from each other influences each other, so that the nutrition of various flowers is balanced, and their growth is promoted, and the cycle is in turn, and both parties benefit.

"Actually, I'm not in a hurry to go to the imperial capital, it's better to sleep with my uncle for a month." Falling Moon said greedily.

While waiting for an answer, he walked and came to a ridge of orange flowers, and suddenly the flowers were defeated, and the whole flower withered in an instant, as if it had encountered poison, and so it was all over the place.

Luo Yue was a little surprised, could it be that something on his body and orange blossom have medicinal properties? led to her demise.

"You see, if you stay here for a month, won't all the flowers wither." Mizusawa Fukashi quipped.

Luoyue frowned, searched his body, and it seemed that there was nothing that could cause this result, but it was clear that he withered as soon as he came, and he came here because he saw that the orange flowers were very beautiful before he came.

Only the orange blossom withered, the others were fine. Mizusawa Kazuka didn't look angry at all.

"This is the flower of defeat, as long as the person with the blood of Mizusawa Mizusawa appears in front of it, it will wither, and when you leave, they will come back to life." Mizusawa Fenghua heart-to-heart.

Although he didn't come in, the whole space was filled with his breath, remembering his voice.

The setting moon walked to another place, and watched from a distance, and the orange blossoms really bloomed one by one......

Just like just now.

Hey, there are still some defeated ones not far away, and the falling moon walks over, these are blue, although they are withered, but they can be seen to be gorgeous.

When the falling moon walked past, the blue flowers came back to life one by one, and their heads were held high again and their faces were full of smiles.

As soon as the moon walked away, they were defeated again......

"This is the flower of growth, and the people of the Mizusawa family can bring them back to life." At this time, Mizusawa Kazuka came in. "Only those who inherit the bloodline of Mizusawa can raise them."

Even if it is a withered flower, Mizusawa Fenghua also watered them, and the water is the mist conjured up in his hand, misty and hazy, like the water mist in March.